220: C220 The Soul of a Saint Artifact

C220 The Soul of a Saint Artifact

chapter 220. The divine soul within the sacristy

Suddenly, a world-shaking explosion woke Zhang Xing up from his deep thoughts.

"Rumble!"

"Crack crack crack crack!"

It was like the prelude of a volcano eruption, but also like the pulse of an earthquake.

The powerful force shook the hundred meter tall mountain until it shook unceasingly, as if it would collapse at any moment!

Immediately following that, large amounts of black gas emerged from every gap in the mountain body, emitting a murderous aura!

"Huhuhu!"

Accompanied by the impact of the black gas, the trembling sound became even louder.

"Shua! Shua! Shua!"

Thirty-six pillars of light lit up one after another, enveloping the entire black gas and beginning to suppress it.

However, the dim light was not as powerful as the thick black gas. It seemed like it was about to dissipate completely.

At this time, another 36 beams of light joined in, and only then did they manage to hold their ground against the black gas.

Not long after, more and more black gas appeared, and they became more and more ferocious. The light within the array formation was not to be outdone, and it lit up one after another.

Finally, all 360 sacristy lit up!

The light became weaker and weaker...

Zhang Xing looked at the sacristy in front of him and could not help but frown deeply.

"Jinbao, these sacristy won't last for long. Is there any way to help?"

"There is, but I don't know either. Which one of you knows how to set up a formation?"

Jinbao turned his head and looked at Zhang Xing and the others.

One man and four dragons stared at each other and shook their heads.

Zhang Xing opened the System's Skill Pane and the Shop Pane, but he did not find any books or knowledge on formations.

Sigh! This is a Dragon Nurturing System, specialized in raising dragons, not an all-purpose system!

As long as the System gives out a mission, one can learn skills related to raising dragons. Why not go out and learn some before coming back? I'm afraid there's not enough time!

"Jinbao, how long do you think the Great Light Array can last?"

"Boss, I think it will only last for three days at most!" The Jinbao shook its head with a helpless expression.

"Three days isn't enough. The Formation Masters Guild is in the other direction of the Heavenly Star Empire. It just so happens to form a pattern with the other guilds."

"Without more than ten days, we won't be able to make it back in time!"

He wanted to help, but he couldn't use it. This feeling was also quite uncomfortable.

Just as he was frowning, the formation suddenly shone brightly.

In the blink of an eye, the 360 sacristy began to slowly rotate.2

"What's going on?" Zhang Xing's eyes lit up as he looked at the Jinbao.

The Jinbao scratched its head awkwardly. "The formation has been activated..."

F * ck! Zhang Xing almost fainted when he heard that!

What a bunch of formation idiots! They didn't even know this little bit of common sense.

If there was one person who understood formations, then he wouldn't be as worried as before. What was strange was, why didn't formations operate?

It seemed like it was necessary to learn array formations. After coming out from the Qianxue Peak, he would go and learn from the Formation Masters Guild.

Ten minutes later, the black gas was gradually suppressed back into the interior of the mountain body. Everything returned to normal.

However, the array formation was still operating, and an illusory figure appeared in the middle.

"Little friends, who are you?"

Zhang Xing and the others were startled, and they used their Divine Sense to manifest themselves.

"I am a student of Heavenly Star Empire's Devil Martial Academy. My name is Zhang Xing. They are my Friends and my combat partners."

Zhang Xing looked at the human figure formed by white light and said in surprise.

"Heavenly Star Empire? Never heard of it. Which year is Zhang Xing and Little Friend now?" The silhouette asked.

"12th, mar., year 3880 of the Sacred Dragon Calendar."

After hearing Zhang Xing's reply, the silhouette remained silent for a while before letting out a long sigh.

"Eight hundred years!"

"Eight hundred years ago, not a single light mage came here. They broke their oath and forgot their promise."

"They are digging their own graves! How many years can they live in seclusion?"

"Are they thinking of a second Saint Dragon Knight to save this continent?"

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