Otherworld Advance Team
Chapter 1740 - 1733: Dragon Trapping Array

Chapter 1740: Chapter 1733: Dragon Trapping Array

The man released his grip, and the two soldiers fell straight to the ground, eyes wide open, with an expression of dying with unresolved grievances.

Even though it was only a chance encounter, seeing these two soldiers die right before his eyes, Cheng Ziang felt an inexplicable anger.

In his anger, he was desperate for Liseya to appear and kill this guy in front of him. But what puzzled him was that no matter how he wished or silently called, Liseya did not respond to him, as if last night’s battle had also drained her energy.

Of course, Liseya, being a demigod, logically didn’t need to rest. Thus, Cheng Ziang couldn’t figure out what was wrong with her.

Cheng Ziang looked at the man expressionlessly, then finally said, "What else is there to say now."

"We respectfully invite the Saint, hoping the Saint will come with us," the man said coldly, no longer being polite.

"Did the Wu Family send you?" Cheng Ziang asked instinctively.

"Hmph!"

The man didn’t answer, but snorted coldly, evidently acknowledging.

"Get out, I don’t like you, and the Saint won’t go with you, don’t embarrass yourselves," Cheng Ziang said, taking a deep breath.

"It’s not up to you; today, you’re either coming with us or we will make you," the man said without any hint of retreat.

"So there’s nothing to discuss," Cheng Ziang snorted coldly.

The man did not respond but smiled faintly and made a gesture with his hand. Following his gesture, a cultivator burst out from the crowd, charging straight at Cheng Ziang, evidently intending to use force.

Without thinking, Cheng Ziang immediately drew his gun and fired. A loud bang followed, and the attacker, caught off balance by the momentum, staggered to the ground, clutching his stomach and groaning in pain.

"If you don’t want to die, stay still," Cheng Ziang said, aiming his gun at the crowd.

"Just as I expected."

But what surprised Cheng Ziang was that the man didn’t seem shocked; instead, there was a sense of satisfaction.

"You roam the martial world, relying not just on your Nascent Soul but on these despicable taboo skills." The man spoke, showing a smug smile.

"What do you call justice, is slaughtering the innocent justice?" Cheng Ziang retorted, not understanding.

"Don’t think a single trick will work everywhere; this is Kyushu, and we have plenty of ways to deal with you." The man said leisurely.

"Oh, really? Then I will have to see for myself." Cheng Ziang said.

Although that’s what he said, Cheng Ziang felt a chill on his scalp, a sense of foreboding.

Just as he was wondering if he should act immediately, he suddenly heard Fulajie’er’s voice in his mind: "Cheng Ziang, be careful, they’ve already surrounded the inn; not sure what they’re up to."

"What do you mean?" Cheng Ziang tilted his head, instinctively asking.

"Not sure, seems like they’re setting up a formation..." Fulajie’er’s words abruptly stopped.

Understanding Fulajie’er, Cheng Ziang now felt a little panicked. He knew Fulajie’er wouldn’t stop speaking for no reason, something must have happened.

"It’s just a Nascent Soul, how could it be a match for the Dragon Trapping Array." At this time, he heard the man’s triumphant voice.

"The Dragon Trapping Array, what’s that?" Cheng Ziang asked in surprise, eyes wide open.

"Go, take the Saint away!" the man ordered, no longer verbose with a wave of his hand.

With his command, the cultivators behind him immediately dispersed, all rushing towards Cheng Ziang.

Cheng Ziang gritted his teeth and pulled the trigger, but to his shock, his Yuanzi pistol malfunctioned at this critical moment. No matter how hard he pulled the trigger, it was in vain; he could only watch as those people lunged at him.

At this critical moment, two figures suddenly flew out of the inn, sweeping past Cheng Ziang’s left and right, actively intercepting those cultivators.

After a rapid exchange of blows, both sides withdrew at the same time. Only then did Cheng Ziang notice that the two were Feng and Xing Hu.

"Are you okay, Manor Lord!" Xing Hu raised his sword and asked without turning his head.

"I’m fine, but what’s exactly happening? Why does everything feel so strange?" Cheng Ziang said in confusion.

"It seems magic can’t be used anymore." With understanding of magic circulation, Feng volunteered to explain.

"Magic can’t be used?" Cheng Ziang was greatly surprised.

"To be precise, the magic in the air can’t be mobilized," Feng said without turning his head, "Both of us can still harness the magic within ourselves, but Sister Moumou cannot mobilize the magic in the air no matter what."

"So this is the Dragon Trapping Array, no wonder they aren’t afraid of Nascent Souls!" Cheng Ziang couldn’t help but exclaim.

Whether it’s magic or Yuanzi weapons, including Nascent Souls, or even demigods, they essentially rely on the magic in the air.

The Western Continent’s magic, as a circulation method, essentially mobilizes the magic in the air to cast spells, and Yuanzi weapons also need to decompose the magic yuanzi in the air as ammunition. Even demigods need to rely on components formed by the magic in the air to exist in a concrete form.

So once the magic in the air can’t be mobilized, not only magic and Yuanzi weapons can’t be used, but demigods would disappear due to lack of magic.

Fortunately, demigods are called demigods mainly because they have a root, so even if the magic can’t be mobilized, it doesn’t kill them. Of course, if a true god encounters such an environment, they might genuinely perish.

The fact that the magic in the air can’t be mobilized is likely related to the Dragon Trapping Array that person mentioned. But Cheng Ziang was surprised to notice that even if the magic in the air couldn’t be mobilized, those cultivators could still operate the magic within themselves for combat.

The essence of the East Continent’s cultivation system is magic storage methods, a unique magic that can be cast without relying on external magic. In other words, the Dragon Trapping Array targets the Western Continent’s magic system, which relies mainly on circulation methods.

And as for the Yuanzi weapons being limited, it’s entirely because the headquarters’ weapon developers didn’t consider various combat environments, which is an unintentional oversight.

Researchers at the Otherworld Research Center believe that Yuanzi weapons, when used in a magic environment, do not need to consider ammunition energy issues and can directly utilize the magic in the air as ammunition energy.

However, they overlooked a scenario where if the magic world’s magic cannot be mobilized, the Yuanzi weapons they developed would stall.

Developers believed that the inability to mobilize magic existed only on Earth, and it was natural that Yuanzi weapons couldn’t be used on Earth because the magic operation mechanism couldn’t work there. But facts prove that even in the Otherworld, situations might arise where magic can’t be mobilized.

Actually, the solution to this situation is simple: enabling mineral magic as a backup ammunition source. But unfortunately, the batch of Yuanzi weapons that the Advance Team was equipped with could only use mineral magic for cooling devices and not as backup ammunition, causing today’s awkward situation.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ziang was slightly relieved, but then immediately tensed up again. Because if the magic can’t be mobilized, then the Advance Team, whose main means are Yuanzi weapons and circulation magic, would instantly lose combat power.

Because of logistical considerations, the Advance Team wasn’t equipped with many live ammunition weapons. Moreover, in an environment like the East Continent, equipping live ammunition weapons wouldn’t pose a deadly threat to cultivators, especially Ba Path cultivators.

Now that their dependent demigods were offline, and the Advance Team’s combat power was severely weakened. Currently, they could only rely on Feng and Xing Hu, these two new cultivation talents.

Two cultivators facing dozens of cultivators, even someone as confident as Cheng Ziang, wouldn’t dare say they have the advantage.

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, how did it end up like this!" Cheng Ziang gritted his teeth, showing a rare look of panic.

"You retreat back; leave this to us." Feng said without turning his head.

"Can you hold on?" Cheng Ziang asked worriedly.

"It’s just a minor disadvantage." Feng said lightly, showing no hint of panic.

"Don’t worry, Manor Lord. As long as it’s not someone from the Nine Streams, I still have the power to fight, no need to worry." Xing Hu said confidently.