Mortal Mage

"Ah."

Qi Yuanqinghe raised his hand respectfully and saluted Zhang Mingxuan.

Qi Yuanqinghe is in the initial stage of Qi Refining, not even at the first level.

"Look, Lord Wang."

Qi Yuanqinghe picked up the formation plate and then injected a trace of weak spiritual power into it.

The formation plate was faintly hot and red in Qi Yuanqinghe's hands, and a fist-sized flame was floating on the formation plate.

"His Majesty said that this is a fire array he got when he confiscated the property. If a large amount of spiritual energy is injected into it, a fireball can be produced from it."

"According to my observation, each activation of this array is equivalent to a full-strength attack from the fifth level of Qi Refining."

"Ah! Good stuff! Give it to me!"

Jin'er quickly snatched the other formation plate from Qi Yuanqinghe's hand.

"Jin'er! Put it down!"

Wang Wan'er looked angry.

"Miss, didn't our ancestral family motto say, 'If you want to take away any precious magical instrument, don't hesitate to do so, and then kill someone to avoid disaster.' Now that you see such a good formation plate, why don't you grab it?"

"presumptuous!"

Wang Wan'er was furious. "That was in the upper realm! Now that you are in the lower realm, you are committing evil!"

"Return the formation plate to His Majesty immediately!"

The soft sword in Wang Wan'er's hand suddenly appeared and fell on Jin'er's shoulder.

"Oh, miss, why are you so angry? Just don't snatch them." Jin'er pouted and reluctantly placed the two formation plates on the tray.

"I am a maid who was not well brought up. I hope Your Majesty will forgive me." Wang Wan'er bowed to Zhang Mingxuan.

"Um, it's okay."

"If your family is willing to help, these two array plates can be given to you."

Zhang Mingxuan has five or six test samples of this thing in his study, and he really doesn't care.

"Your Majesty, although the formation is powerful, it only increases the chance of winning by 10%. Even if Jin'er and I can take action, we will still be in danger of death."

There was a glimmer of hope in Wang Wan'er's eyes, but her expression remained calm.

"What if there is a trap formation at Li Xucheng's place?"

"I know that Your Majesty can activate Li Xucheng's trap formation, but that trap formation is only the size of a courtyard, and it is in the Li family courtyard, and that formation can only trap the third level of Qi Refining. Even if you design a trap formation to introduce it, it can't withstand a blow from the sixth level of Qi Refining."

"Although the palace's protective formation can be activated by low-grade spirit stones, it is difficult to maintain it for a long time without medium-grade spirit stones. If the Tianze army surrounds us but does not attack, we will just be fighting like trapped beasts."

Wang Wan'er spoke slowly while thinking.

"What do you think, old man?"

Zhang Mingxuan turned and looked at Qinghe.

"I'm afraid it's as difficult as ascending to heaven." Qi Yuanqinghe replied softly. He paused, stroked his beard and thought for a long time, then shook his head heavily and continued; "Tianze Empire also sold the spirit vein. Now these two people still have 100,000 middle-grade spirit stones. There is no chance of survival in this battle."

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A mountain range that looks like it was cut by a knife or an axe, piercing out of the earth, is daunting.

The mountains stretch for thousands of miles, forming a winding curve.

There are two sword-like peaks in the mountain range, piercing into the clouds and meeting each other higher up in the clouds. Between the two peaks, there is a huge rock sandwiched above the clouds.

Looking up, the mountains are like an iron wall of soldiers standing tall and unyielding, which is chilling.

Looking down from a high place, it looks like a god guarding the gate of heaven. It is as difficult as ascending to heaven for mortals to break through it.

A military wonder created by nature.

A winding stone path, like a path leading to the sky, extends to the foot of the peak. At the foot of the peak, a pass filled with a solemn and murderous atmosphere is stuck in the middle.

Below the city wall of the pass, three large characters were carved on the brick wall in ancient fonts.

"Hanging Stone Pass"

On the pass wall, two soldiers threw a corpse down from the parapet.

The corpse fell rapidly, hitting a sharp stone in the corner of the wall and turning into a pool of blurry blood and mud.

A fist-sized waist badge rolled out from the blood mud, with a row of small characters "Lingyu Guard" engraved on it.