Chapter 1494 - 1495: Fallen Into the Trap
Chapter 1494 - 1495: Fallen Into the Trap
With a "whoosh" sound, he disappeared from where he was, his whereabouts unknown.
After the attack failed, Lin Yifan sought another target to attack.
Sect leaders from various major sects were hit and had to use instant teleport charms to dodge.
Thus, sect leaders from all major sects fled all over the place, leaving only Lin Yifan on the battlefield.
This scene was completely unexpected for everyone, especially the disciples of the major sects.
They thought their own sect leaders were formidable, and that with all the sect leaders in the Central Plains Cultivation World combined, they would not have to fear Lin Yifan.
Unfortunately, things did not go as they hoped. The sect leaders fled if they could, were injured if they couldn't, and posed no threat at all.
Now, they had no idea where to put their faces.
"Did they all just run away like this?"
"They couldn't even handle a young brat, yet they dared to snatch someone else's treasure, how ridiculous."
"Alas! We underestimated their strength."
...
The cultivators from the Night Fragrance Auction House and Bloodsucking Sect were downcast and extremely disappointed.
They couldn't kill Lin Yifan; how could they make a move? It was truly disheartening.
"Your Excellency, should we make a move?" A sect master asked.
"Make a move? Didn't you see that so many sect leaders at the True Master Five Realm Peak weren't his match?"
"Should we retreat then?"
"Retreat? Which eye of yours saw the fight was over?"
"But..."
"Stop with the 'buts,' just watch the battle closely!"
The pope of the Bloodsucking Sect was intensely disappointed with these subordinates, wanting to beat them up.
The sect masters beside him all shut up and did not dare to suggest any more bad ideas.
As the sect leaders departed, Lin Yifan turned his gaze towards the disciples of the major sects.
He revealed a wicked grin, but his eyes were so ruthless, so cold.
The disciples of the major sects shuddered, retreating one after another, unwilling to confront him.
If even the sect leaders were no match for him, resisting would be suicidal.
Low-realm cultivators were innocent; only those elders who implanted twisted ideas and incited killing were most vicious. So Lin Yifan targeted the elders of the major sects, then moved to kill them.
The elders of the major sects also used instant teleport charms to escape, not letting Lin Yifan succeed.
The sect leaders had abandoned them; if they still insisted on fighting to the death for them, they would be absolute fools.
After the elders left, only a bunch of small cultivators below the True Master Realm were left.
Looking at these cultivators who were like frightened chicks, Lin Yifan put away his weapon and mockingly asked, "Your elders and sect leaders abandoned you, what do you think about that?"
"They didn't abandon us; they will definitely come back."
The disciples of the major sects were convinced of this.
"Come back? If they were coming back, they'd have returned already. Why wait so long?"
Lin Yifan thought these people were too naive; they were nothing but pawns for the strong to wage battle for their own interests, expendable.
"Stop sowing discord here. We won't believe your nonsense."
The disciples of the major sects pointed at Lin Yifan, extremely angry.
"Fine, since you all believe they'll come back to save you, I'll let you see the truth."
The next moment, Lin Yifan formed a palm in mid-air and struck at the group of low-realm cultivators below.
The disciples of the major sects were terrified; although they were tough just now, truly facing death, they were still unwilling and frightened.
What should they do?
To be honest, they weren't entirely sure their elders and sect leaders would come back to rescue them; now all they could do was hold on to a sliver of hope and wait for death.
Running away was impossible, because Lin Yifan's moves were extremely fast, beyond their reaction ability. As soon as they moved, Lin Yifan's attack might land on them.
The huge palm, like a dark cloud pressing down, landed towards them.
The force within was devastating, not something they could resist, so they began to feel suffocated, began to feel that death was so close.
Just when they thought they were doomed, a strange scene appeared.
Lin Yifan's palm, conjured in mid-air, struck a hard object and then instantly disintegrated.
They opened their eyes and saw Lin Yifan trapped in an enormous array.
What was going on? They couldn't understand for a moment.
Until the sect leaders and elders reappeared, they realized it was the sect leaders and elders who made their move.
The sect leaders and elders hadn't abandoned them after all, which brought them much relief.
"Heh! Little brat, bastard, now do you have anything to say?"
"Hmph!"
Lin Yifan's lips curled up slightly, unconcerned.
The reason sect leaders and elders returned wasn't to save the disciples but to execute a plan to trap him.
And the disciples of the major sects were nothing more than pawns in the entire plan, so what was there to be pleased about?
...
"Surrender now, perhaps doing so will earn you a chance to live!"
The sect leaders and elders of various sects were elated, laughing wildly.
Having finally imprisoned Lin Yifan, they had completed the most difficult task.
Actually, the earlier escape was intentional, or rather, made the best of a bad plan.
They had long thought of using this strategy to confine Lin Yifan, but never figured out how to make Lin Yifan lower his guard. Now that Lin Yifan took the initiative, it perfectly solved their problem.
"Surrender? Do you think I am that kind of person?" Lin Yifan asked with a cold laugh.
"Still stiff-necked even in the face of death, you won't understand our power till you get a beating."
In the next moment, the sect leaders of various major sects attacked Lin Yifan, who was trapped in the array, intending to put him to death.
Lin Yifan dodged while running along the wall, attentively observing every detail of the powerful array, preparing to find a way to break it.
Seeing Lin Yifan dodge in frenzy like a mad dog within the array brought the sect leaders and elders a sense of relief.
Earlier, it was they who fled in such a hasty manner; now, Lin Yifan was tasting that experience, that feeling.
"Ha ha! Bastard, weren't you haughty? Why are you now like a homeless dog, dodging everywhere?"
"He's just a cowardly turtle, you think he's capable of anything great?"
"Indeed, indeed! In front of us, he's nothing at all."
...
Lin Yifan paid no mind to these mocking words, continuing to focus attentively on studying how to break the array.
With his expertise in arrays from ancient to modern times, he believed that given some time, he would be able to break this array.
The shift in circumstances caught the cultivators from the Night Fragrance Auction House and Bloodsucking Sect who were watching from the shadows completely off guard.
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