The Pitiful Little Thing of the 1980s Compound is a Metaphysics Tycoon
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Feng Zong let out a satisfied groan, savoring the pleasure of power.
This was his true strength!
At this very moment, there shouldn't be a second living soul in this entire dungeon besides him.
Even if the secret was discovered, so what?
These people would have to take it to hell to talk about it!
Just as he let out a triumphant, sinister laugh, he discovered a figure still standing amidst the Sui Qi.
This was impossible!
Focusing his gaze, it was none other than that girl he wished he could tear into ten thousand pieces.
Even the Kong family couldn't withstand the attacks of the Sui Qi, yet she stood there, completely unharmed.
"Is that all?" Su Yan spoke indifferently.
The reason she hadn't intercepted the attack earlier was that she wanted to see exactly what kind of methods he could employ.
The ability to drive such a large-scale amount of Sui Qi was enough to explain the situation.
Feng Zong's fury surged. "Junior, you seek death!"
The violent power of the Sui Qi continued to skyrocket, attacking toward Su Yan.
Su Yan didn't even use the power of her dual pupils, instead meeting the attack directly with talismans.
Feng Zong originally thought dealing with Su Yan would be like crushing dry weeds, but after more than a dozen rounds, he hadn't even touched a single strand of her hair. He finally realized the gravity of the situation.
"Who exactly are you?"
He had never heard of such a powerful junior among the four great families.
Su Yan continued to sneer, "You are not worthy of knowing my name."
After speaking, a powerful talisman completely dispersed the surrounding Sui Qi.
Feng Zong's eyes turned ferocious. "What a sharp-tongued brat! Today, I will turn you into ashes!"
With that, his hands formed seals, and an ancient formation rose from beneath their feet.
Su Yan's eyes narrowed slightly. Whether it was the previous formation or this one, their power was not to be underestimated.
She hadn't heard the Ma siblings mention that the Feng family was proficient in these matters; it seemed even they had a skewed perception of the Feng family's strength.
The moment the formation was completed, Feng Zong's facial features twisted into a mass of distortion.
"You should be honored! You are the first to see this formation, and you will be the first to die within it!"
In his eyes now, Su Yan was no different from a dead person.
"Kill!"
In the courtyard, Du Jinsong and the others were also in the midst of battle.
From the moment they stepped into this courtyard, they were first blocked by powerful assassins. After dealing with all the assassins, endless evil spirits began to emerge from beneath the ground, leaving them no chance to even catch their breath.
Whether it was Du Jinsong or Kong Xiang, they were both fighting with bloodshot eyes; every person had only one thought in their mind: to rush inside as quickly as possible.
But the more anxious they became, the more their movements were obstructed.
Kong Xiang had sensed something unusual about Kong Nian a few minutes ago; even though she was so close, his heart was filled with extreme agitation.
Watching the endless stream of evil spirits emerging, he could no longer remain calm. He slashed his palm with a dagger, using the bright red blood to draw a complex talisman.
The moment the talisman took effect, the entire courtyard was enveloped in light.
All the sinister energy vanished into nothingness in an instant.
A look of horror appeared on the faces of Du Jinsong and Zhang Ximing, clearly startled by the formidable strength Kong Xiang had just displayed.
The obstacles were finally completely cleared. Just as everyone was impatiently trying to rush toward the dungeon entrance, a surge of baleful aura erupted from underground, followed by an invisible current of air that isolated them all, preventing them from advancing even an inch.
"What is happening now?" A fine layer of sweat covered Tian Wei's forehead, her face full of impatience.
Kong Xiang's expression was also grim enough to freeze ice. He tried to step forward again to test it, only to be repelled by that domineering force.
"It's a formation!"
The conclusion caused everyone's expression to turn solemn.
"Mr. Kong, do you know what kind of formation it is? Is there a way to break it?" Du Jinsong asked hurriedly.
When it came to understanding and breaking formations, their team was helpless.
Kong Xiang did not answer immediately; his face under the moonlight was extremely unsightly.
His reaction made everyone realize the seriousness of the situation.
A few seconds later, Kong Xiang spoke in an incredibly low and suppressed voice: "This is the Spirit-Slaying Formation."
"Hiss."
Du Jinsong sucked in a breath of cold air, his expression terrified.
He had heard of this formation; no one ever survived the Spirit-Slaying Formation.
"Wasn't the Spirit-Slaying Formation lost long ago? How could the Feng family possibly know it? Is it possible that the one using the formation is Kong Nian?"
This was their only hope.
But they were destined not to get the answer they wanted.
Kong Xiang shook his head in despair; Kong Nian didn't know such a formation at all.
His silence made the atmosphere among the group oppressive to the extreme.
Ma Chulan's shifting gaze looked toward the nearby dungeon entrance, her hands clenched tightly into fists at her sides.
"Su Yan is still inside."
She was merely talking to herself, trying to convince herself that someone as powerful as Su Yan would never just sit there and wait for death. Even if the Spirit-Slaying Formation truly was activated by that Feng Zong, Su Yan would surely have a way to break it.
Yes, that was it, so there was still hope.
Du Jinsong and Zhang Ximing exchanged a glance, also placing their hopes on Su Yan.
They understood Su Yan's terrifying strength even better than Ma Chulan did.
"Mr. Kong, Miss Ma is right. Let's just wait here and see."
Du Jinsong didn't explain further. They couldn't get in now, but the formation would eventually be lifted. When that time came, even if Su Yan and the Kong family were truly killed, they would still have a chance to capture Feng Zong.
Kong Xiang grit his teeth, clearly having given up all hope. "Feng Zong, the Kong family will remember this debt!"
Inside the dungeon, the pressure of the formation grew larger and larger, and Feng Zong's madness grew heavier.
Once he killed the person in front of him and directly took out Kong Nian's eyes, the energy would still belong to him.
"Spirit-Slaying Formation... quite interesting."
Su Yan was actually still unhurried. Even when placed in the most dangerous situation, not a trace of fear could be seen on her face; she even spoke the name of the formation.
A crack appeared on Feng Zong's face once again. "You actually know its name!"
For the first time, he felt he couldn't see through a person, especially such a young woman.
"Hmph, since you know what kind of formation this is, you should also know how great its power is. Stop struggling and accept your death obediently!"
His patience had reached its limit because of Su Yan's unpredictability, and even more because of the faint trace of fear growing in the depths of his heart. He immediately drove the formation to its maximum effectiveness.
Su Yan curled her lips. "The Spirit-Slaying Formation was lost over a hundred years ago; I didn't expect to see it here today. However..."
At this point, she deliberately paused.
Feng Zong's heart skipped a beat, his sinister gaze wishing he could pierce holes in Su Yan's body.
"Stop trying to be mysterious!"
To think she would try to use such a method to divert his attention and gain a chance to escape—it was nothing but wishful thinking.
Su Yan didn't bother arguing with him. Whether she was right or not, she would know once she tried to break it.
(End of Chapter)