Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8299 - 276-restoration _1

"It seemed impossible at first, but with his assistance, it can be done." Zhao Hai gestured toward the battle corpse as he spoke. This creature possessed immense strength; provided it was supplied with sufficient energy, it could unleash devastating power. Zhao Hai had confirmed this long ago, though he hadn't tested it personally, opting instead to conduct the trial through Li Ruohai.

Yan Bei remained silent as he observed the battle corpse standing nearby. Recognizing that Zhao Hai had a specific strategy in mind, he refrained from questioning further. Zhao Hai performed a hand seal, sending a streak of red light into the battle corpse’s frame. The creature appeared to awaken instantly, snapping its head up and letting out a fierce roar. Zhao Hai then pressed his palm against the earth, funneling a constant stream of power into the ground. The entire formation glowed with intensity, causing the protective cover to brighten significantly as it successfully repelled the barrage of fist attacks.

Witnessing this, Yan Bei exhaled a long sigh of relief. He looked toward Zhao Hai and asked, "Little Hai, what is our next move? Are we going to fix our previous formation? If we restore the array, we should be able to leave in just a few months." Yan Bei was referring to the magical formation they had previously established together.

Zhao Hai shook his head, his voice low and serious. "No, we aren't going to break that formation. I intend to take a different approach." After speaking, Zhao Hai formed a hand seal and barked, "Lin!" At his command, a sphere of crimson light emerged from his body and merged with the barrier. The protective surface rippled and twisted until a human face took shape—a face that bore a striking resemblance to Zhao Hai.

"Senior, please pause for a moment. I have words to share. I am aware that you can hear and respond to me. I ask that you come forth and meet me!" Zhao Hai declared. As he spoke, the face on the shield mirrored his words, its mouth projecting a thunderous voice that echoed across the distance.

Yan Bei was stunned by Zhao Hai’s behavior. He was completely unsure of Zhao Hai's intentions, yet he kept quiet. He understood that Zhao Hai was attempting to communicate with the Spirit Array Sect’s protective array spirit, and he watched curiously to see if the ancient formation would actually acknowledge him.

Silence followed. The fists continued their assault on the shield, but they shifted their focus, aiming directly at the face Zhao Hai had manifested. It appeared as though someone was deliberately punching Zhao Hai in the face, a clear sign of provocation from the opponent.

Despite being ignored, Zhao Hai did not waver. He persisted, "Senior, this junior truly has something to report that will benefit you. It will increase your power and may even allow you to depart from this place in the future without being bothered. I sincerely hope senior will manifest and meet with this junior!"

The moment Zhao Hai finished speaking, the fist attacks ceased abruptly. A crimson mist gathered in the air, coalescing into a massive red head. An ancient, weathered voice spoke: "You wished to see me? What is it you have to say?"

Zhao Hai felt a wave of relief at the response. He cupped his fists respectfully toward the giant head and said, "Junior Zhao Hai greets Senior. I wish to negotiate. I possess a deep understanding of formations and can assist Senior in repairing every array on this island, thereby increasing Senior's strength. I can even help Senior find a way to leave this place, provided Senior allows the two of us to depart."

The massive head scrutinized Zhao Hai. Both Zhao Hai and Yan Bei noted that while the head was red, it was entirely bald and covered in deep wrinkles, indicating extreme age. He gazed at Zhao Hai with a calm expression and replied, "If you can truly deliver on your words, I will not only let you go but will also help you eliminate the foes lying in wait outside." As the old spirit spoke, Zhao Hai felt the magical formation behind them vibrate. The array became transparent, revealing the Elder of the Blood Killing Sect sitting outside.

The two of them understood perfectly that the Blood Killing Sect Elder wasn't guarding the exit for their benefit. He was there for one purpose: to kill them. The array spirit clearly sensed this intention as well. It was obvious the spirit prioritized its own growth and the desire to leave this island without being harassed by cultivators.

Furthermore, this exchange revealed that the array spirit lacked the devious nature of most cultivators. Had it been more cunning, it wouldn't have warned them about the person outside; it simply would have let them walk into the trap. This honesty suggested the array spirit could be trusted.

Zhao Hai bowed deeply to the formation spirit and said, "Many thanks, Senior." With a flick of his wrist, the battle corpse stood tall and the barrier dissolved, leaving only the manor exposed. Zhao Hai looked up at the giant head and cautioned, "Senior, I am about to begin my work. Please do not take offense at my actions."

The giant head watched him and said sternly, "Proceed. You shall not be harmed within the formation. However, should you attempt to sabotage the array, I will show no mercy." With those words, the head vanished as if it had never been there.

Yan Bei, who had been standing tensely by Zhao Hai’s side, finally let out a breath. "You brat, you’re far too reckless. How could you just drop the protective shield? Weren't you afraid he would strike? Without that shield, we’d be dead in an instant at our current strength."

Zhao Hai gave a wry smile. "Do you think I had a choice? The battle corpse is powerful, but I overestimated its limits. It could hold out for a short time, but not forever. This was the only path, and it proves our sincerity. Now, let’s see what we can accomplish."

Yan Bei looked at him skeptically. "Little Hai, can you really fix all the magical formations here? There are so many, and the cost of materials alone would be astronomical. We don't have nearly enough resources."

Zhao Hai chuckled. "Don't worry. If I say I can fix it, I will. First, let's address the broken talismans used by the cultivators. We need to stop those cracks from forming. If one of those guys from outside gets in, we’re finished." Having said that, Zhao Hai flew toward the protective array. He had already located a damaged talisman within the structure; repairing it would ensure the barrier remained stable.

Yan Bei followed closely. Though his knowledge of magical formations was limited, he felt that staying by Zhao Hai's side was his safest bet. Zhao Hai arrived at the talisman's location without being attacked. It was embedded within a pile of stones, specifically inside one that had cracked, rendering the talisman useless.

Carefully, Zhao Hai extracted the broken stone and replaced it with a new one upon which he had carved the necessary symbols. As soon as the new talisman was set, Yan Bei felt the spiritual Qi in the area thicken. The pressure intensified briefly before equalizing.

Zhao Hai smiled at the sensation. He had already identified the nature of this powerful magical formation. Had the talisman remained intact and the cracks never formed, the other restrictions on the island would have been invincible. Even an Island Lord expert would have stood no chance of survival inside such a complete formation.

After fixing the talisman, Zhao Hai moved to the formation eye he had previously disrupted and restored it. He installed a magical artifact to serve as the new core. While the artifact wasn't of the highest quality, it was functional for the task.

Next, Zhao Hai began the process of restoring all the seals within the Spirit Array Sect. Yan Bei assumed this would be a monumental task that would take ages, especially since other sects had spent years trying to dismantle them. He couldn't fathom how Zhao Hai could do it alone.

However, Yan Bei was left speechless by what followed. Zhao Hai flew forward, waving his hands with precision. With every gesture, the earth trembled as hidden arrays rose to the surface. Zhao Hai would draw the damaged talismans toward him, manipulate them with a flash of red light, and then return them to the earth. Each time, the ground would shake as the formation sank back down, fully restored.

The entire process—from pulling the array up to repairing and burying it—took only a few minutes. Yan Bei was stunned by the sheer speed of it. It was beyond anything he had imagined.

Eventually, Yan Bei couldn't hold back his curiosity. "Little Hai, if you can repair arrays this quickly, why did it take us so long to set up our own formation before?" To Yan Bei, the discrepancy seemed completely illogical.