Peerless Immortal God

Chapter 76- Restrictive Formation!

Chapter 76
"Wuma Zhou! What are you waiting for? Kill him!" Wuma Jie shouted in panic. He couldn't believe it! Long feng was actually a rank six Yin level cultivator! What sort of a monster was he? Even if he had started cultivating from within his mother's womb, he still shouldn't be so strong! He was a mere fifteen years old boy!
"Don't think that you've won!" Wuma Zhou spat out.
Long feng smiled thinly.
"If you want to have a slim chance of defeating me, then I will advise you to stop holding back and use your best skills." He replied.
Wuma Zhou gritted his teeth.
"I hope you don't regret what you just said!" He said.
"Endless destruction sword, first strike!" He shouted. His face paled slightly and the Yin level armament sword in his hand began to glow.
Wuma Zhou swung the sword at Long feng. A thin, almost invisible sword light streaked across the sky towards Long feng. Even the air seemed to be split into two by the sword light!
Long feng felt cold sweat on his forehead. The energy within this attack had been compressed to q terrifying degree!
"Nine zenith strike!" He swung his sword nine times in an instant. The Nine sword lights combined into one deadly sword light and collided against Wuma Zhou's attack.
BOOM!
     All the grasses and animals within the range of five miles were destroyed by the insane amount of energy that rippled outwards. Even Wuma Jie was flung away with heavy injuries!
Both Long feng and Wuma Zhou were also thrown backwards. Long feng's hands were shivering as he fell on his knees, his face pale. He barely managed to suppress his chaotic inner energy.
Wuma Zhou was in a worse condition. His face was so pale that it seemed as if he had no blood within his body. He directly fell unconscious from the bombardment of the energies of their collision. And besides, he had overdrawn his inner energy by using that martial skill. Some of his organs had ruptured!
Seeing Wuma Zhou in this pitiful condition, Wuma Jie shivered. The only thing that came to his mind was,
Run!
He should run as far away as he could from this monster!
   But he had been injured by the energy ripples and he could hardly move. He could only look on as Long feng stood up slowly, glance at the unconscious Wuma Zhou, then at him, before walking towards him.
"W.. what are you thinking?" Wuma Jie was terrified as Long feng walked towards him.
"You better not think of harming me! I am the third Young master of the Wuma clan!" He stammered.
Long feng grinned.
"Of course I would not hurt you!" He replied.
Wuma Jie looked visibly relieved.
"I only want you out of the way for a few days!" Long feng added. His tone made Wuma Jie shiver.
Out of the way? What does that mean?
"W..what are you planning?" Wuma Jie spluttered.
"Nothing much. I just want to enter the Origin Spirit Land and I have no way of doing that." Long feng spoke. He had already arrived beside Wuma Jie and sat next to him.
Long feng released his soul power and began to set up a formation. Wuma Jie watched in shock aa Long feng drew many runes on the air. After a while, the runes converged into a small finger sized formation which sank into Wuma Jie's head.
"Y...you are a soul cultivator! What have you done to me?" Wuma Jie shouted. He couldn't believe that Long feng was a soul cultivator!
"That is a restriction formation. You won't be able to move even your muscles for the next five days. Don't bother struggling. Only rank eight or nine Yin level cultivators can shatter my formations!" Long feng announced, making Wuma Jie's stomach sink. He had an idea of what Long feng wanted to do.
        Long feng created another restriction formation and placed it into the unconscious Wuma Zhou.
Then, he began to set up yet another formation. Wuma Jie was becoming more surprised as he watched Long feng creating formations. Since when did controlling soul power became so easy?
"You are a rank one heaven layered soul cultivator!" Wuma Jie's eyes bulged out as he recognized Long feng's soul aura. The Wuma clan has multiple soul cultivators, so Wuma Jie definitely recognized Long feng's level.
Long feng ignored him and focused on creating the formation. A few minutes later, the formation was completed. It was a Transformation formation. The finger sized formation disappeared into Long feng's face.
Soon, Long feng's face began to change. He looked exactly like Wuma Jie!
Wuma Jie stared at Long feng, his mouth agape.
"You are...." He didn't even know what to say!
"Yes. I am going to enter the Origin Spirit Land in your place!" Long feng said.
Wuma Jie felt bitter, but he didn't say anything. Currently, his fate was in Long feng's hands! He couldn't afford to act proudly.
Long feng wasn't done. He began to set up a concealment formation. When he was done, he placed the formation over Wuma Jie and Wuma Zhou.
If anyone was to come here, all he would see were grasses, no matter how loud Wuma Jie shouted. No one will hear him.
Long feng finally rose to his feet.
"Now, be a good little boy and stay here." He spoke as he turned around and walked back towards the northeast.