A life of leisure is worse than a life of flowers and splendour

After wandering around the volcano for a long time, Wushuang found a few unknown spiritual herbs and waste pills, including some black lumps that had been wasted. The sleeping little bracelet started crying out for them, so Wushuang picked them up and threw them into his bracelet, and the little bracelet fell silent again.

Leaving this area, Wushuang walked towards a more normal place in the distance. There was actually a normal forest over there, and the sky was no longer dark. Compared to the darkness here, it was like two different worlds.

Woods are often places where good things are found. Wushuang was about to rush over excitedly, but he found footprints in a place he couldn't remember leaving. This definitely wasn't his, there must be someone else here!

Wushuang followed the footprints and saw that the enemy was also heading towards the woods. The more he walked, the more footprints he saw. It seemed that the enemy had quite a number of people. To know yourself and your enemy, you should at least understand the enemy's situation first.

In front, a group of five people wearing uniform blue robes were surrounded by a dozen people wearing black and gray clothes.

"Gao Yang, are you going to fight right after we came in?" A man in green clothes said, holding a long sword.

"Oh, so what if we just came in? Your corpses are no worse than the treasures here. Besides, even without you, we can still find a few more treasures here. Haha, right, Fellow Daoist Linfeng? We want the corpses, and your souls will belong to you! We will definitely not waste them, haha..."

"Hahaha..." A group of people laughed loudly, as if these people were already in their pockets.

Wushuang observed the group from afar, confirming their attire was unfamiliar to him. It was highly likely they weren't from the Tianyuan Continent. Both groups were at the early to late Jindan stages, and he couldn't understand why they were here. Regardless of whether they fought dog or dog, he wasn't a saint, not responsible for the Holy Light's illumination of the earth. It would be best if he could find out their true intentions while keeping his own affairs under control.

The two sides quickly engaged in combat. Though Qingyi numbered only five, their combat prowess was exceptional, each capable of fighting two to one. The two sides fought closely, but ultimately suffered a numerical disadvantage and quickly fell behind. During this stalemate, someone seized the opportunity to launch a flare, but the cost was enormous; the two shielding officers were severely injured. The five quickly formed a defensive formation, intent on holding their ground. They were determined to hold out until help arrived, sacrificing as little effort as possible.

Observing their battle, Wushuang discovered that although there was no spiritual energy here, it did not hinder the use of spiritual power. It was similar to the desert, but there was no spiritual energy, but it was not forbidden. He had tried it in the volcano, where spiritual energy was forbidden, but he did not expect that there would be a difference here.

Seeing the other party send out the signal, the man in black and the man in gray stopped attacking and laughed, "Haha, we're just waiting for your signal."

There seemed to be a mysterious and strange atmosphere all around, making people feel a little strange. Just when everyone was still in shock, the scene before their eyes suddenly became blurry, and they saw a group of people disappearing in an instant, as if they had vanished into thin air.

"Is this... a formation?" someone exclaimed, their voice filled with surprise and fear. The others' faces changed drastically upon hearing this, thinking to themselves: It seems we've fallen into a carefully planned trap! And this formation was clearly set long ago, waiting for them, their prey, to come to it.

At this point, the four trapped within the formation finally reacted. They exchanged glances, a hint of fear in their eyes. Judging from the current situation, the enemy had clearly planned this all along. Perhaps there were far more enemies hiding here than just the dozen or so we saw. Even if there were only these dozen, if they could coordinate and utilize the powerful power of the formation to set an ambush, they could easily kill the rescuers. At this thought, the four trapped men gasped, and cold sweat began to form on their foreheads.

I'm afraid we're going to die here today. Someone tried to activate the teleportation talisman, but it didn't work. What does that mean? The space here is also blocked. What kind of formation is this that can actually block space!

Wushuang quickly set up a formation around him. He had originally wanted to quickly search for treasure, but now the treasure was right in front of him, right? He would wait and see. Maybe he could find a loophole or even get more information.

Not long after, several more figures appeared in sight. Their steps were hurried and slightly nervous. After arriving, they didn't immediately relax, but instead began to survey their surroundings with great vigilance. Their eyes were as sharp as hawks, not missing a single corner where danger might lurk.

Several of them stumbled upon the formation and walked directly into it. In the blink of an eye, they were swallowed up, vanishing without a trace. However, Wushuang could not see what happened after they entered the formation. Although she was filled with curiosity, she chose to wait quietly. She knew that she could not be impatient at this moment; only by waiting patiently could she know the final outcome.

One after another, many people were trapped in the formation. "Don't move, there is a formation here. Everyone, follow me to attack the formation." Someone shouted.

"What? There's actually a formation!" someone exclaimed.

"This is a place without spiritual energy. The formation here should rely on the spiritual energy contained in spiritual stones or magic weapons to maintain its operation. If it loses the support of spiritual energy, even if those people try to input their own spiritual energy or even demonic energy into it, it will obviously be difficult to maintain it for a long time. Everyone, come with me to attack the formation and speed up the speed of its collapse." said the person who spoke at the beginning.

A group of people attacked the location he pointed at, and sure enough, they saw traces of the formation's fluctuations. This time, everyone believed his words even more and attacked that spot with all their strength.

As expected, just over a quarter of an hour later, the shimmering, powerful formation vanished without a trace. Surprisingly, the fierce battle within the formation was still ongoing. This time, their hopes were completely dashed! They had confidently believed that with their sophisticated formation and carefully planned ambush, they would easily annihilate the enemy. However, the opposite happened. Despite their caution and the formidable strength of the ambushed, several of them managed to persevere, not only successfully withstanding wave after wave of deadly attacks but also taking advantage of the situation to launch counterattacks, inflicting heavy casualties on the enemy.

How will this thrilling battle end? What strategies will both sides adopt to deal with the current stalemate? Wushuang is very curious.

This signal attracted more than 30 people, some in green and some in white, but they should not be from just two sects. Some of their clothes were similar in color, but the styles and patterns were slightly different. However, none of them were the same as the sect costumes in Tianyuan Continent.

As the formation broke, the situation within instantly became apparent. Someone was attacking the empty space opposite, while someone behind them was preparing to launch a surprise attack. Some were like headless flies, their eyes filled with confusion before they could even clear up the moment the formation was broken. Numerous corpses lay on the ground, mostly in blue and white, but also a few in gray and black. The few blue-clad individuals who had appeared earlier were now nowhere to be seen, presumably having met with misfortune. The fighting style at this point was rather monotonous and brutal, consisting primarily of hacking and smashing at each other with various magical weapons. However, occasionally, some would expend their precious spiritual energy to gain an advantage, launching a surprise attack.

You have to know, this is a land without spirits! Every use of spiritual energy diminishes it, and spiritual energy can only be restored through elixirs and spirit stones, but the rate of recovery is definitely slower than the rate of consumption. In such an environment, everyone's spiritual energy is extremely limited and difficult to replenish. Therefore, no one dares to recklessly exhaust their spiritual energy in this battle. After all, everyone knows that they must retain some spiritual energy to protect their lives.

As time went on, more and more people fell to the ground. Judging from the current situation, the strength of these remaining people did not seem to differ much, and they were evenly matched.

"We really don't have to fight to the death! Do we have to fight until both sides are exhausted and destroyed? How about we just stop now?" A blood-soaked man shouted at the top of his lungs, brandishing his sword to fend off the enemy's attacks. His eyes revealed a hint of fatigue and despair. After all, fighting and slaughtering only brought death and pain.

The man fighting across from him paused at this. What, exactly, was this fight all about? Was it a fight to the death simply because of a difference of opinion? Countless brothers had already fallen in pools of blood, their lives lost so easily. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness.

"Alright, then, a truce!" the other man finally shouted back. He was now battered and battered, his robes tattered and tattered, his face smeared with dust and blood. Upon hearing the other side's agreement to a truce, the others still engaged in fierce fighting also stopped, exhaustion and helplessness written across their faces.

Given a choice, who would choose to die? Everyone is afraid of death, and everyone wants to live a good life. Now that there's an opportunity for reconciliation, it couldn't be better.

With tacit agreement, both sides began to collect their own bodies. The sight of those once vibrant lives now frozen cold and stiff was a source of grief. But the dead are gone, and the living must move on. After finishing their work, both sides, with heavy hearts, slowly departed in different directions.

The green- and white-robed men left first. She stared intently at one of the gray-robed men pulling out a formation flag, his movements expertly and swiftly. Also setting up the formation was a peculiar gourd-shaped magical weapon. The weapon's light was dim, likely due to exhaustion of spiritual energy.

This formation looked incredibly complex and profound, every rune and line appearing exquisitely crafted. Wushuang marveled inwardly. No wonder they were so confident. They believed that with such a high-level formation, they would be invincible in battle. However, they felt somewhat frustrated by the lack of spiritual energy in this area. If this area were abundant with spiritual energy, the power this formation could unleash would be unimaginable, and countering it would be even more difficult.

As Wushuang pulled up the last formation flag, she breathed a sigh of relief. She silently prayed that she would never encounter those with this formation again. The farther away, the safer she would be. Without hesitation, Wushuang chose a completely different direction from the blue-clothed, white-clothed, and gray-clothed men, resolutely embarking on a new treasure hunt.