Qiankun Gourd

Ye Feng felt warm at heart when he heard this, and a warm current quietly surged into his heart. He knew that He Caihua's words were not just out of politeness, but she really cared about his safety.

He nodded gently, his gratitude overflowing with words: "Thank you for your reminder, Fellow Daoist He. I will be extra careful."

"But, how is the terrain of this valley easy to attack and difficult to defend? Could you please explain it in more detail, Fellow Daoist He?" Ye Feng frowned slightly, a trace of doubt arose in his heart, and asked He Caihua again.

"Don't worry, Fellow Daoist Ye. You will understand once we get there." He Caihua smiled mysteriously. There seemed to be some deep meaning hidden in that smile, which made Ye Feng even more curious.

"Inside the valley, apart from those towering trees, the terrain is extremely flat. There is almost no natural terrain that can defend against the enemy." He Caihua continued, with a serious tone in her voice.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng fell into deep thought. He muttered to himself, "The woods and the flat terrain... these are both disadvantages and advantages."

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something: "If we think so, the enemy will definitely think so too. As long as we set up an ambush, they will not be on guard, so won't it be easy to deal with them?"

"What Fellow Daoist Ye means is..." Upon hearing this, He Caihua's face showed a look of sudden enlightenment, and her eyes flashed with curiosity and expectation.

"We just need to set up a powerful magic circle and lure them into it, and then we can annihilate them in one fell swoop." Ye Feng spoke again, with confidence and decisiveness in his tone, as if he had already seen the dawn of victory.

"Well, why didn't I think of that! I only saw the shortcomings of the valley, but I didn't expect that this shortcoming is precisely our advantage." He Caihua suddenly realized, and there was a bit more brilliance and admiration in her eyes when she looked at Ye Feng.

Afterwards, the two discussed in detail the specific matters of setting up the magic array, and made careful arrangements from the selection of the array to the allocation of disciples.

Ye Feng suggested that most of the disciples be assigned to resist the enemy head-on, and then pretend to be defeated, lure the enemy into the magic circle, and then annihilate them in one fell swoop. He Caihua volunteered to lead the team as bait. Ye Feng wanted to stop them, but considering that He Caihua was not good at setting up magic circles, he had no choice but to do so.

After flying for about half a day, a disciple suddenly ran in hurriedly and reported: "My two elders, we have arrived at the Confucian Valley."

"Okay, we got it. Let's stand by!" He Caihua ordered decisively.

"Yes, sir!" the disciple agreed and turned away.

"Elder Ye, the matter of setting up the magic circle is left to you." He Caihua smiled slightly and walked out of the cabin. There was a sense of determination and resolution in her back.

"Elder He, please be careful!" Ye Feng warned, with some concern in his tone.

"Elder Ye, are you concerned about me?" He Caihua stopped, turned around and smiled, her smile as gorgeous as a spring flower.

"You girl!" Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, but an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart.

"Let's go, let's set up the magic circle!" Ye Feng also walked out of the cabin and walked towards the depths of the valley.

He Caihua took most of the disciples to the front to resist the enemy, leaving a small number of disciples to cooperate with Ye Feng to set up the magic array. After an hour of intense work, Ye Feng finally set up the "Eight Diagrams Golden Lock Array" in the valley, and let the disciples ambush around, just waiting for the enemy to enter the array.

Time passed by minute by minute, and finally a loud rumbling sound was heard not far ahead. A disciple hurried to Ye Feng's cave and reported: "Elder Ye, the spirit race monks have entered the valley and fought with Elder He and his men."

"Go ahead and investigate further. Report to me if anything comes up." Ye Feng ordered solemnly.

"Yes, sir!" the disciple agreed, turned around and disappeared on the spot.

The battle ahead was getting more intense, with tens of thousands of human cultivators fighting against tens of thousands of spirit cultivators. Although He Caihua was extremely brave, she was ultimately outnumbered by two fists and was besieged by a white-robed young man at the eighth level of the Saint Emperor realm and a pink-dressed female cultivator at the seventh level of the Saint Emperor realm.

He Caihua fought desperately, but she was no match for the two. She wanted to retreat, but it was too late. A sharp sword energy slashed across her neck, blood gushed out, and her body fell to the ground powerlessly.

"The human cultivators are vulnerable. We rushed over from the Holy Valley of Confucianism and attacked their rear." The young man in white robe laughed coldly, his tone full of contempt and disdain.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The spirit monks shouted and rushed forward.

"Elder He died in the battle, let's run away!" Upon seeing this, all the human cultivators fled to the rear.

Suddenly, another disciple ran into Ye Feng's cave and reported in a panic: "Elder Ye, it's bad, it's bad, Elder He has fallen, and the other side has two eighth-level Saint Emperor cultivators."

"What?" Ye Feng's heart trembled slightly when he heard this, and an ominous premonition came to his mind, "Didn't I let her escape in time? Why is it still like this?"

“Two eighth-rank Saint Emperor cultivators?” Ye Feng muttered to himself, with an expression of disbelief on his face. “Alas, it was my mistake. I should have rushed over in time.”

"Pass the order down and let everyone prepare for the battle." Ye Feng quickly adjusted his mood and gave the order decisively.

"Yes, sir!" the disciple agreed and hurried off to pass on the order.

The human monks were defeated all the way, which made the spirit monks even more arrogant. Led by the young man in white robes and the female monk in pink long skirts, they rushed forward without hesitation.

Soon, they entered the "Eight Trigrams Golden Lock Formation" set up by Ye Feng. Suddenly, eight golden rays of light shot up into the sky from the valley and gathered at a point in the sky. A huge golden light shield enveloped all the spirit cultivators.

"Brother, no, we've fallen into a trap!" The female monk in the pink dress was horrified and shouted loudly.

"Junior sister, don't panic. It's just a human magic circle. I can break it in an instant." The young man in white robe snorted coldly, with a look of disdain on his face.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, golden chains shot out from the magic circle and entangled the elf monks. The monks with low cultivation were trapped to death on the spot, and the monks with high cultivation were also entangled by the chains and could not move at all.

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" Seeing this, the human monks around rushed into the magic circle and began to kill the trapped spirit monks.

Puff, puff, puff! In a moment, countless spirit race monks died on the spot.

"Damn it!" The young man in white robe and the nun in pink dress were furious when they saw this. They struggled hard to get rid of the chains. However, the golden chains were so tough that they could not get rid of them no matter how hard they struggled.

The young man in white robes pressed a spell with his hands, and a huge white space appeared and expanded in all directions. The female monk in pink dress was not to be outdone, and she pinched a spell with her hands, and a huge red space appeared and intertwined with the white space.

They wanted to use the space domain to defeat the human monks and break through the magic circle. However, their wishful thinking was wrong.

"Your opponent is me!" Ye Feng flew over, and a nine-colored space field appeared and slammed heavily into the space fields of the two.