Does seal script possess great power? My poetry is invincible!

Chapter 59 Can he hold on?

Although he didn't quite understand the principle, Hua Xufang's intuition told him that this was the reason.

Thinking of this, Hua Xufang, who had already decided to die, suddenly felt his lifeless and heavy heart begin to beat with hope again.

It was as if we had returned to a solid shore from a quagmire of despair that was getting deeper and deeper.

Since we're already in a desperate situation, we might as well take a gamble and see if the outcome is really as we expect!

A surge of heat rushed to Hua Xufang's head. He gritted his teeth and gestured to his fellow disciples around him, signaling them to be quiet and wait patiently.

His fists were clenched very tightly.

A few breaths later.

Hua Xufang held his breath the whole time, his heart pounding, and dared not move an inch.

They watched as the people from the Golden Python Sect and the Mad Eagle Sect searched the surrounding area in various ways.

Some disciples even went to the edge of the formation and tested it with various weapons.

Every time this group unleashed the power of the divine word to test the waters, Hua Xufang and the others felt a chill run down their spines and became extremely nervous, secretly trying to mobilize their remaining profound energy to prepare for battle.

Seeing those various magical artifacts touching the formation, they were all on tenterhooks, their foreheads bulging with veins.

But each time, these weapons were strangely drawn away from them by some force.

Those great forces and energies, too, seemed to be misled by some force, completely ignoring them.

So the searching enemies, looking dejected, passed by the edge of the formation again and again, seemingly blind, unable to see their presence at all.

A dozen or so breaths later, the group of ruthless pursuers, their faces full of disappointment, turned and left, cursing and swearing.

Hua Xufang and the others remained seated, vigilant and unmoved.

However, the warm sunlight continued to power them, maintaining their hidden divine character combination formation.

This makes them feel more at ease.

After another half-cup of tea, Chen Qishi once again returned with dozens of disciples at the Condensation Realm and Profound Breaking Realm. His fierce, dead-fish eyes darted around, then he shook his head in disappointment and hurriedly left.

"What a cunning fellow!" Hua Xufang cursed inwardly, but still didn't move.

Over the past two days, Chen Qishi has repeatedly probed their hiding places in this manner, injuring several disciples at the Condensation Realm.

Hua Xufang and the others maintained their formation, only their bodies relaxed slightly.

Nearly fifteen minutes later, Chen Qishi reappeared with his team. He circled around in disappointment, even poking at their faces with his weapon, but still found nothing. He then left angrily with a dark expression.

After another quarter of an hour, when he was certain that Chen Qishi and his group had not returned, Hua Xu finally relaxed and slumped onto the soft grass.

The robe on his back was repeatedly wet and dried due to the long period of tension.

He didn't bother to use divine runes to purify himself; instead, he looked up in astonishment at the invisible aura above them, which surrounded them all.

The divine script combination allows him to feel it.

Hua Xufang was filled with disbelief, and his anticipation grew stronger.

"This divine script is truly amazing! It's so convenient and saves so much energy! Master Qin sent it to us so we could rest properly while they work on developing new medical divine scripts. He has a lot of confidence in this Wang Yan!"

Looking back at Wang Yan's three different types of divine runes, Hua Xufang also developed a certain degree of trust in this young man who appeared out of nowhere.

"His word choice is precise, concise, and effective, and he has a very flexible mind. He is also quite polite, otherwise Jiang would not have paid so much attention to him."

Although there are not enough medicinal herbs to treat the seriously injured fellow disciples, everyone has a chance to catch their breath under the protection of this hidden formation.

At this moment, Hua Xufang heard Cao Fang beside him whispering, "Uncle-Master Hua, should we still report the effects of this hidden formation to the sect?"

Hua Xufang pondered for a moment, then shook his head slightly: "We'll send another message in a quarter of an hour."

Sometimes, not urging them is a way of implying that they are safe for the time being.

……

The Divine Literature Hall of the Cloud Cauldron Sect.

While lying on the stone bearing the inscription, pretending to write the character for "poison" incorrectly, Wang Yan secretly replaced the six characters "integration of medical knowledge" in his mind with "superior resources and rapid generation of profound energy".

Once the combination was complete, the speed at which the profound energy flowing into the body was converted into profound power instantly increased from five times to ten times!

The tremors of the cells in the body also accelerated, and the speed at which the toxic gas flowed also increased.

Nausea, vomiting, numbness, pain, dizziness...

First, my stomach churned violently, and I was in excruciating pain.

Furthermore, my hands and feet are weak and I have no strength.

Then, blurred vision, dizziness, facial swelling, numbness in the hands, muscle stiffness, skin corrosion, and pus discharge...

There are also those whose souls are bound and controlled...

Wang Yan experienced almost every kind of poisoning and possession.

Various toxins and evils bloomed all over his body!

"This is so painful! This is the most painful experience I've had since my soul transmigrated here!"

Gritting his teeth, he continued to write incorrectly while trembling, channeling profound energy into the "pure" divine character in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It shone brightly in Wang Yan's mind, releasing a soft, pure white light that purified the gray-black poisonous gas that kept emanating from his body.

"We cannot allow the battle at Flying Eagle Mountain to fail; those wounded and lost comrades must be rescued!"

"I really pulled off a big win this time, making it into the top five in all three categories. I reckon that after this battle, I'll be able to enter Shenwen Peak as an inner disciple, even before Di Nan. Hmph, when that time comes, I'll definitely make Erdan and Di Nan experience the taste of being poisoned too. We'll share the good times and the bad. As for Lin Yue, forget it, she's a girl, she can enjoy preferential treatment."

As Wang Yan wrote the character "神" (god) with trembling hands and a crooked mouth and slanted eyes, his mind was filled with fragmented thoughts.

Meanwhile, Qin Bilian, Zhou Yaowen, Qiu Xuankuang, and Ding Miaolan, who were waiting on the first floor of the Divine Script Hall, watched him on the screen with trepidation, their faces changing expressions due to the stimulation of poison and evil.

Each time the condition changed, Zhou Yaowen would murmur in horror, "The flesh is rotting! The skin is ulcerated, this is definitely poison!"

"My God, his jaw is corroded so badly the bone is showing! Doesn't he feel pain?"

"He actually laughed! His laugh was so sinister! Could the word 'evil' be in this divine text?"

"Pus! He's got pus!"

"No, no, no, when I wrote the character for 'Poison God,' it wasn't like this. It was like this when I wrote the character for 'Evil God.'"

Qin Bilian and Qiu Xuankuang both had solemn expressions, with some worry in their eyes.

Qin Bilian's gaze swept over Zhou Yaowen's mouth several times, then over Ding Miaolan's face, his eyes narrowing slightly, but in the end he did not silence Zhou Yaowen.

So, after nearly half a cup of tea, Qiu Xuankuang, unable to bear watching any longer, looked away and asked Zhou Yaowen, who looked anxious and wished he could take Zhou Yaowen's place, "Can he hold on?"

Zhou Yaowen clenched his fists, his eyes filled with both reluctance and helplessness: "Writing the character 'Divine' can't rely on others; if you can't bear it, you have to give up. Besides, even if others could help, once that room is locked, even my master can't get in, let alone me!"

Ding Miaolan had handed the pills to Qin Bilian early on, and now she anxiously rubbed her left hand against her right: "Grandmaster, you, you really can't get in?"