Chapter 1818: Bloodsoul Sect’s Second Elder

Book:The All-powerful Son-In-Law Published:2024-12-14

Leo planned to use the Nine-Petal Ice-Soul Lotus as the core of the formation. This would not only enhance the power of the Five Tribulations but also add a freezing effect, maximizing the formation’s power.
After making arrangements, Leo finally said, “Alright, everyone, move out. If you need help, send me a signal.”
“Yes, Sect Master!” everyone responded in unison.
Except for Leo, it was the first time setting up a formation for the others, making it quite a challenge for them.
Four airships dispersed in different directions with their crews.
Leo stored the Ghost Formation Flags in his Storage Sack and flew directly to the space rift below.
Upon reaching the space rift, Leo took out two hundred sets of Ghost Formation Flags and placed them at different locations on the seabed.
Leo’s setup was swift; within ten minutes, all two hundred sets of Ghost Formation Flags were in place.
Violet and Holden were much slower. It wasn’t until nightfall that the others finished their setups.
After inspecting the positions in the north, south, east, and west to ensure there were no issues, Leo used a secret technique to link all five arrays of Ghost Formation Flags together.
Thus, the Holy Lightning Quintarray was fully completed.
If viewed from above, one would see a faint golden rune flashing beneath the sea surface, with a powerful aura of killing intent floating around the space rift.
Back on the yacht, Holden, Violet, and others could feel an overwhelming power lurking nearby.
“The formation is complete. Conceal it!” Leo took a deep breath, made a hand seal, and shouted clearly.
The faint golden rune beneath the sea vanished instantly, along with the aura of killing intent.
After completing the formation, it had to be concealed to achieve the element of surprise.
Back on the yacht, Leo took a deep breath of the salty air, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Now, even if a Spirit Saint or Spirit God realm expert arrived, they would have a fighting chance.
“Leo, what do we do next?” Violet asked Leo.
“I have a feeling that experts from the Bloodsoul Sect will arrive soon. We don’t need to return to the sect; we’ll wait here. I’ll call for the elite members of the Wolf King and Dark Clan,” Leo replied.
With that, Leo, Violet, Holden, and others flashed to a nearby island.
As for water and food, WONDER would naturally supply them.
After resting for a while, everyone entered into cultivation.
Two days later, in the Southern Marches of Awakened Continent.
Dorian appeared beneath the massive space rift. He looked up at it with a hint of astonishment, his mind racing with thoughts.
In recent days, Dorian had searched the entire Southern Marches but found no trace of Saul and his two companions.
So Dorian finally focused on this space rift that had appeared out of nowhere.
Dorian believed that Saul and his companions had likely entered the space rift and used the Timeship to travel to another dimension.
From this deduction, Saul and his companions must have met with misfortune in that world.
“What kind of world does this space passage lead to?” Dorian pondered for a moment and made up his mind.
No matter where this space passage led, he had to explore it.
Saul was his most cherished disciple; he couldn’t let him die in vain!
Dorian’s powerful aura erupted as he flashed into the space rift.
West Sea, noon, on an unnamed island.
Sunlight sparkled on the sea surface, creating shimmering waves.
The massive space rift continued to blow spiritual energy towards the sea surface.
Leo and others had stopped cultivating. Just as they were about to have lunch, an unusual fluctuation emerged from the space rift.
Leo’s expression changed as he looked up at the space rift in the sky.
As Leo watched, a figure emerged from the space rift.
Violet, Holden, Jennifer, and others also looked at the figure emerging from the space rift.
The figure was an elderly man with white hair and a gaunt frame. He wore a red robe with silver patterns on the chest and abdomen.
“So they have come,” Leo’s eyes narrowed as his expression turned serious.
The elderly man was none other than Dorian, the second elder of Bloodsoul Sect.
Dorian hovered in mid-air, surveying his surroundings while releasing his divine sense.
Soon, Dorian had a preliminary understanding of this world.
Through his investigation of marine life and sensing spiritual energy, he concluded that this was a low-level world with thin spiritual energy.
But it didn’t make sense that Saul and his companions had perished in such a low-level world.
Soon, Dorian’s eyelid twitched as his divine sense detected the presence of Cultivators-on an island in the distance!
Dorian turned towards the island, his eyes gleaming coldly.
Leo instructed everyone, “Stay on the island. I’ll go meet him.”
“Sect Master, let us go with you,” Holden suggested.
Leo shook his head. “That person’s strength is formidable. Your presence would only distract me. Stay on the island.”
“Yes, Sect Master!” everyone responded in unison.
Leo’s figure flashed as he rushed towards the hovering elder.
In just a few breaths, Leo stood opposite Dorian.
“I didn’t expect to find Cultivators in this world with thin spiritual energy. And one at the Spirit King level. Interesting,” Dorian remarked with interest as he looked at Leo.
At that moment, a red three-legged toad on Dorian’s shoulder croaked twice as if conveying a message to Dorian.
Dorian’s expression turned icy cold instantly.
While Dorian observed Leo, Leo also scrutinized Dorian.
From the patterns on Dorian’s robe, Leo could tell that this elder was indeed from Bloodsoul Sect.
Moreover, Leo sensed that this elder’s cultivation level was at least mid-stage Spirit Saint.
“Did you kill my disciple?” Dorian asked coldly.
A powerful aura pressed down on Leo like a tidal wave.
Leo’s aura erupted in response, resisting it.
“Your disciple’s name is Saul, right?” Leo sneered.
Dorian’s eyes burned with fury.
Leo continued, “I not only killed Saul but also his two lackeys.”
Leo referred to Lawson and Tristen.
Leo’s admission made Dorian’s killing intent palpable.
“You little brat! You dare kill my disciple? I’ll tear you to pieces!” Dorian’s voice was chilling as his aura exploded, enveloping a hundred-mile radius of sea.