Wait, How Did My Digital Girlfriend Become a Sword Immortal? Chapter 659: What's the matter?

Chapter 659: What's the matter?

"Senior Zhang, Senior Gu, this is the location where I've confirmed the next wave of Celestial Jade Marrow will appear."

Hua Jin the True One brought Zhang Yibai and Gu Changsheng to a plain area.

This place wasn't far from Kunlun Immortal Palace.

Before the Spiritual Revival, it could be considered an uninhabited zone rarely visited by people.

The basin was surrounded by mountains on all sides, with demonic beasts running rampant through the peaks and miasma filling the air.

For ordinary mortals, this was absolutely a death trap with no chance of survival.

But for cultivators, especially Ascenders from sects with some cultivation attainment, the spirits and evil creatures in the mountains weren't particularly threatening.

Zhang Yibai stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sharp as lightning as he slowly scanned the basin.

Finally, his gaze settled on an area slightly east of the basin's center—a place that appeared ordinary but actually had the most pure and balanced convergence of earth energy.

"Hmm, this place gathers celestial and earthly spiritual energy without dispersing it, storing wind and containing energy. It's indeed a good location for nurturing natural treasures... and also suitable for burying swords." He nodded slightly, his tone certain. "Right there."

"Burying swords?" Hua Jin the True One scratched her head, somewhat confused.

But Zhang Yibai's figure moved, appearing at the chosen location like a ghost.

Gu Changsheng and Hua Jin followed closely behind.

They saw Zhang Yibai slowly raise his right hand, forming his fingers into a sword gesture. Though no Sword Qi erupted from his fingertips, they gathered an inexplicably sharp Sword Intent.

Hua Jin the True One watched that wisp of Sword Intent.

Suddenly, she realized that Senior Zhang was also a powerful Sword Cultivator.

Come to think of it, those Sword Pavilion cultivators who had been causing trouble for Kunlun Immortal Palace before also used swords.

Senior Zhang also used swords...

Then why had Senior Zhang used his fists before?

Before she could ponder further, she heard Zhang Yibai say calmly: "The Burial Sword Formation is not a killing formation, but actually a trapping and locking formation." His voice was low and clear, as if expounding the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. "Its essence lies in 'borrowing' and 'burying'."

Gu Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled out his phone to start taking notes.

Zhang Yibai's fingertips moved through the air, his movements slow but stirring the momentum of heaven and earth.

As his fingertips traced patterns, extremely fine, nearly transparent silver formation patterns silently appeared in the void.

These formation patterns weren't carved on the ground or in the air, but seemed more like they were directly imprinted on the subtle layers of space, held back without release. ŖåΝОＢËŝ

"First step, borrow the essence of heaven and earth!" Zhang Yibai shouted softly.

His fingertips suddenly lit up with a point of blazing white light, like a condensed sun.

With a flick of his wrist, that point of blazing white light instantly transformed into an invisible pulling force that shot straight toward the sky.

In that instant, the blazing midday sunlight seemed to respond to some summoning.

The light within several miles slightly distorted.

Strands of "solar essence"—difficult to discern with the naked eye but containing vast pure yang energy—were forcibly separated and gathered by that pulling force, flowing like golden streams continuously pouring into the silver formation patterns traced by Zhang Yibai's fingertips.

The formation patterns absorbed the solar essence, transforming from silver-white to pale gold-red, emitting a warm yet sharp aura.

"Second step, gather the lunar splendor!" Zhang Yibai changed his hand gesture, the light at his fingertips shifting from blazing white to deep, cold ice-blue.

A yin-cold suction force spread out.

Although it wasn't nighttime, the lunar energy contained within the moon hidden behind the daytime sky was actually being forcibly extracted strand by strand.

The ice-blue "lunar splendor" flowed like thin gauze, carrying a sense of cold desolation, and was similarly drawn into the formation patterns.

Within the formation patterns' gold-red glow, a touch of ice-blue immediately blended in, with the gold-red and ice-blue gradually transforming into black and white energies.

It resembled a yin-yang fish slowly rotating.

After completing these two steps, Zhang Yibai took out a bottle of pills and poured them into his mouth.

His formation-setting method was simple and crude, but it consumed a great deal of True Essence.

That back-and-forth just now had already exhausted his True Essence.

"Third step, condense the Yin-Yang Sword Intent, bury it in the earth veins!"

Zhang Yibai's expression turned solemn as he pressed both hands down forcefully.

The formation patterns that had absorbed large amounts of solar essence and lunar splendor, now flowing with yin-yang energy, suddenly erupted with dazzling light.

Then they sank downward abruptly.

Buzz—!

They didn't sink into the soil, but rather as if sinking into water.

They silently submerged deep into the earth beneath their feet, directly imprinting into the earth veins.

Throughout the entire process, the ground didn't shake in the slightest, and the air showed no ripples.

Only cultivators of Gu Changsheng and Hua Jin's profound cultivation level could clearly "sense" it.

There was a contradictory yet powerful Sword Intent lying in wait, deeply "buried" beneath this land.

It was like a sleeping dragon, retracting all its claws and fangs, merging with the surrounding earth vein spiritual energy and celestial rules until they became indistinguishable.

The formation patterns disappeared, the light faded, leaving behind only an ordinary patch of land.

"It's done." Zhang Yibai stood with his hands behind his back, his aura steady, as if he had only accomplished some trivial matter.

"This... this is it?" Hua Jin the True One looked at the empty space somewhat incredulously.

She couldn't sense any formation fluctuations or traces at all, as if that mysterious process just now had been an illusion.

But upon careful contemplation, she could clearly sense the hidden killing intent within this space.

"The sword burial is complete." Zhang Yibai explained. "This formation doesn't manifest externally, doesn't move normally. If a target steps into this formation's range..."

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes. "Initially, they'll only feel slight stagnation in the operation of celestial and earthly spiritual energy, like being stuck in an invisible quagmire, making it difficult to detect abnormalities.

But the deeper they go into the core, their own aura and True Essence operation will unconsciously trigger the Yin-Yang Sword Intent buried deep within the earth veins."

He paused, his tone carrying the confidence of one in complete control: "Once the Yin-Yang Sword Intent is triggered, it will cling to them like maggots in bones, silently entangling their body, activating celestial rules to 'mark' and 'lock' the target.

When they reach the Formation Core and attempt to take the Celestial Jade Marrow, that will be the moment the grand formation fully activates!

At that time, the Yin-Yang Sword Intent will erupt from the nine netherworlds of the earth veins, and celestial rules will transform into invisible shackles, trapping them from both inside and out like a heavenly net!

Unless their cultivation far surpasses that of the formation setter, or they understand the mysteries of this formation, otherwise... they won't escape even if they grow wings!"

Hearing this, Gu Changsheng's eyes flashed with brilliant light as he praised: "Excellent! What a magnificent 'sword burial'!

Holding back without release, trapping enemies invisibly, locking enemies within heaven and earth!

Truly a divine technique, worthy of being called ancestor, absolutely amazing!"

Then he changed the subject. "But here's the question—since the enemy can detect abnormalities as soon as they enter the formation, wouldn't the formation and our intentions be directly exposed? What's the point of hiding this Burial Sword Formation?"

Zhang Yibai was momentarily stunned by Gu Changsheng's question.

He stroked his beard, pondered for a few seconds, then said to Gu Changsheng: "So what? If they have the ability, let them not come in and compete with us for the Celestial Jade Marrow!"

As his words fell.

Under the bewildered gazes of Hua Jin and Gu Changsheng.

Zhang Yibai directly slammed both palms onto the ground.

Boom—!

The entire grand formation arrogantly rose back up again...