Published: February 12, 2025
Boom!
A muffled sound echoed through the entire tent again, causing everything to pause for a moment.
The confusion in Chongken Su's eyes flashed away.
The soul-confounding and soul-shaking array was a mid-level formation that could impact everything within it at certain times.
It wasn't that Ming Qi and the others didn't want to arrange stronger formations, but those formations were very easy to detect. Even the rice-confounding and soul-shaking array consumed a considerable amount of effort to set up.
Chongken Su was influenced for only a very brief moment, perhaps just an instant. For a master of his caliber, a mid-level formation didn't exert much of a constraint on him.
However, this moment of distraction allowed that half-smiling mask to come right before him.
The star-shaped marks created by the defensive formations seemed useless against this mask, collapsing at the slightest touch.
Chongken Su couldn't care about anything else. He suddenly pressed down with both hands, and the formation beneath his feet, which had been spraying flames around a certain range, seemed to come alive. With a bang, countless flames burst forth like a fountain in front of him, forming a wall of fire. At the same time, he pulled out a delicate pocket watch-like item from thin air, letting it float in front of his chest.
In such a short time, this was all he could do.
The mask was thrown into the wall of fire, but the scorching flames did not stop it; they merely shrank its size a little. From Chongken Su's perspective, this mask appeared like a malevolent ghost, revealing a terrifying smile from within the flames.
"Begin!"
Chongken Su whispered, and the pocket watch suspended at his chest immediately emitted a rapid buzzing sound, vibrating at high frequency. In an area about a foot in front of the watch, everything suddenly froze in place.
This included the mask that had seemed invincible moments before.
Chongken Su let out a sigh of relief.
To be honest, he had performed quite well since the battle began. Despite being ambushed and facing nearly ten enemies around him, he had managed to injure six of them. Afterward, he fought the remaining three strongest opponents to reach this current state; for a Su Clan member, it was enough reason to be proud.
One must understand that both Ming Qi and the Star Eye Clan leaders were powerful existences beneath the great masters. Although Chongken Su had crossed that threshold, he was still just a formation master; maintaining the balance of the situation was extremely difficult.
He couldn't help but glance at Luo Zhi Su.
Now, the elder's decision could almost determine the outcome of the battle.
Yes, just moments ago, Elder Luo Zhi Su had made his choice, but that was only just now. As long as the price was right, everything could change.
Chongken Su had been startled by the fifty million Moon Age Gold offer, but now he realized that it didn't seem like a significant problem. As long as he could capture these few individuals, or even kill them, he could convict them upon returning to the clan. Just plundering a Star Eye Clan would yield more than fifty million; the reward should be over four hundred million.
He didn't believe that Ye Zhongming had already spent the two hundred million taken from the Su Clan. Adding the value of the Star Eye Clan themselves and the various materials Ye Zhongming must have that were necessary for the Su Clan, four hundred million was just a very conservative estimate.
He could also offer Luo Zhi Su a price that would entice him.
However, before he could speak, he noticed the change in Luo Zhi Su's expression.
Chongken Su turned back, only to be met with a silent scream that pierced his soul.
At that moment, the mask erupted, but it did not cause any physical harm; instead, it transformed into a direct mental shock!
The mental strength of the Su Clan was relatively good among all races of the universe, but this mask seemed to find a weakness, plunging Chongken Su's consciousness into a brief blank.