I Can Add Points Infinitely - Chapter 62

“You bastard, where are you?”

“Come out! Fight me one-on-one if you have any guts!”

“As a core disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect, is this all you can do? Using these sneaky little tricks?”

…

Within the endless starry sky, Feng Xinglei shouted curses.

His black short sword swung fiercely, sending out waves of sword energy that cut through the dark night sky, creating ripples. However, no matter how frantically he attacked, the surrounding starry sky remained unchanged.

As time passed, Feng Xinglei’s spiritual energy was half exhausted. Realizing that his attacks were futile, he gradually calmed down.

At first, Feng Xinglei thought this was just an ordinary illusionary formation that could be broken by finding its core and forcing his way out. But now, despair crept into his heart, along with a faint sense of fear.

“Where is this place, really?”

“Am I trapped by a formation?”

“Or have I been transported to another dimension?”

…

Feng Xinglei furrowed his brows in contemplation. He tried flying in a single direction, but after a long time, the scenery around him remained the same. By his own estimation, he had flown several dozen miles already, yet there were no reference points in sight, which made him doubt his own judgment.

“How do I get out of here?”

He paused, took out a pill to replenish his spiritual energy, and looked around. The stars flickered in a pattern, seemingly following a unique rhythm.

He tried to memorize the pattern, but suddenly noticed that one of the stars was growing brighter, seemingly getting larger.

“Growing larger?”

“No, that’s not it!”

His eyes narrowed as he realized that the star wasn’t growing larger; it was rapidly approaching him.

“Swish!”

He twisted his body, instantly retreating hundreds of meters. However, the star seemed to be clinging to him like a maggot, changing its course to chase him.

Feng Xinglei tried dodging in multiple directions, but he couldn’t escape its pursuit. With no other option, he drew his black short sword, poured his spiritual energy into it, and slashed a massive sword light toward the approaching star.

“Boom!”

A muffled explosion resounded as the sword energy collided with the star, causing both to shatter into nothingness.

Yet before Feng Xinglei could catch his breath, he saw another star beginning to grow larger and speed toward him once more.

“Damn it, will this never end…?”

Feng Xinglei cursed, but he had no choice but to keep swinging his sword against the relentless barrage of stars.

“Boom!”
“Boom!”
…

The endless starry sky was filled with deafening explosions.

Five other places resembled Feng Xinglei’s predicament; these were the locations of the remaining five members of the Seven Fiends of Fallen Ghost Cavern. Unlike Feng Xinglei, the others were faring much worse. All of them were only at the Foundation Establishment stage, and the intensity of the star assaults was high. After several rounds, many were injured and vomiting blood, looking quite miserable.

…

High above, Shen Lian hovered silently, as if concealed within another dimension, invisible to all.

As the controller of the entire formation, he could observe everyone’s situation clearly.

“So, this is the effect of the Zhou Tian Star Banner? Not bad at all.”

Watching them struggle desperately, a contemplative expression appeared in Shen Lian’s eyes.

Compared to its offensive power, the formation’s defensive and trapping abilities were evidently much stronger. With his Foundation Establishment-level strength, he could render the Golden Core stage Feng Xinglei powerless.

After all, it was an immortal formation. Even though Shen Lian could only activate its initial level of thirty-six transformations, its power was still formidable.

“The formation can absorb the spiritual energy from the heavens and the earth to sustain itself.”

“Their energy spent fighting within the formation is absorbed, while they can’t replenish their own without access to the natural energies.”

“In the end, they’ll exhaust themselves to death.”

Shen Lian had observed enough to understand the formation’s functions.

“Let’s end this.”

He was tired of waiting. Although the enemies would eventually die in the formation, it was taking too long. Plus, Shen Lian had already considered their storage bags as his own spoils. The longer they lived, the more they wasted his future resources by consuming their own pills. Killing them sooner would prevent further waste.

With that thought, Shen Lian moved his mind. The next second, he appeared directly behind one of his enemies.

The enemy had just shattered a star, retreating backward with a red face. Sensing a new presence behind him, he turned around, but not before a flash of sword light descended like lightning.

“Snikt!”

A slicing sound was heard, and the enemy was instantly cut in half.

Without even looking back, Shen Lian extended his left hand, using his spiritual energy to retrieve the storage bag from his fallen enemy and stored it away. He then turned his focus to the next target.

…

Like this, a tea’s time later, only Shen Lian and Feng Xinglei remained within the Zhou Tian Star Banner’s formation.

Shen Lian manipulated the formation to teleport himself behind Feng Xinglei.

Despite being tormented by the formation for so long, Feng Xinglei, a Golden Core stage expert, remained highly vigilant. As soon as Shen Lian appeared, he sensed it and immediately swung his sword backward.

Shen Lian effortlessly sidestepped the attack.

Feng Xinglei quickly turned around, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at Shen Lian.

“You’ve finally decided to show yourself. Where are my brothers?”

He asked coldly. Seeing Shen Lian appear, a sense of doom rose within him.

Sure enough, Shen Lian’s calm answer confirmed his worst fear.

“They’re all dead. I’m here to send you to reunite with them.”

“Hahaha…”

Feng Xinglei suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh. His face twisted with rage. “I’ve cultivated for decades, and I never thought I’d fall at the hands of a junior like you.”

“So be it. The path of cultivation is to go against the heavens. I do not regret dying, but if you want to kill me, you’ll have to pay a price.”

As he spoke, Feng Xinglei’s entire aura surged dramatically. His veins bulged, his face turned crimson as if blood was about to drip.

His cultivation, originally at the Golden Core third level, doubled in power, reaching the Golden Core sixth level.

“Demonic Bloodlust, Cang Qiong Technique!”

Feng Xinglei roared as he poured his frenzied spiritual energy into his short sword, causing its light to grow explosively.

Shen Lian watched Feng Xinglei’s transformation and nodded slightly. “Not a bad desperate move.”

“But if you think this is enough to make me pay a price, you’re too naive.”

He finished speaking and flicked his right hand, causing the Blue Jade Sword to return to his body.

Then, he slowly bent forward, his right hand gripping the hilt of the sword at his side.

“Boom!”

The moment his hand touched the sword hilt, a silent explosion seemed to echo in Feng Xinglei’s heart.

For a moment, the dark starry sky seemed to grow even gloomier.

Though Shen Lian remained calm, without any aura leaking from his body, Feng Xinglei felt as if he was being watched by an ancient, primordial beast.

His spirit trembled uncontrollably.