Mortal Cultivation: Portable Space

"Huh...! What's going on? Why is it that even after Brother Wu broke the illusion, the swarm of insects is still there, and we have to get rid of them separately?"

Xiahou Jian was baffled by the scene and asked in surprise.

Huangfu Sheng and Madam Yan looked over with similar confusion.

"Didn't Brother Wu and I already say that this is a mixed restriction formation? It contains both restrictions and formations, with the formation being the main one, covering the entire mountain. The restriction patterns filling the void in the illusion were just to stabilize this illusory space. Only after Brother Wu breaks the restrictions and destroys the illusion can he find the attacking restriction runes and easily break through."

Wu Fan was about to explain, but Gong Yugan preempted him.

However, at this moment, his eyes were filled with admiration when he looked at Wu Fan.

"Oh, I see, I understand!"

This simple and easy-to-understand explanation immediately enlightened Xiahou Jian.

The other two also understood the mystery. Only then did they finally understand why Wu Fan had said that as long as they found the key, breaking the restrictions would be easy in the future.

Because they had long heard that there were countless restrictions on this mountain, but only one illusion formation. In the future, when entering an illusion, they wouldn't be as clueless as they were just now.

However, what the others didn't know was that Wu Fan was able to find the key thanks to the power of the Heavenly Demon Eyes. Otherwise, he would have had to forcibly break the formation, which wouldn't have been as easy.

After understanding what was going on, the others were naturally delighted, but Wu Fan was already shuttling through the jungle, leading the way towards the top of the mountain.

However, after running only a few dozen feet upwards, his figure disappeared again.

The others were stunned by this sight and didn't dare to delay. They quickly followed, and then similarly disappeared, as if they had entered another space.

The next moment, the group appeared in the middle of a vast ocean, standing on a huge black reef, about a dozen feet in size, three feet above the sea. All that could be seen nearby was the vast sea, nothing else.

However, Wu Fan was standing at the edge of the reef, observing the surrounding void.

The others wanted to gather around him, but at that moment, waves suddenly appeared in the nearby sea, and then silver shadows shot out from the water, like spirit snakes, flying towards them quickly, with bursts of air-piercing sounds along the way.

This scene startled the others, who quickly adopted defensive postures while carefully examining the situation.

What they saw were sea beasts similar to saber-toothed fish, each over three feet long, with wings on their backs and a sharp, sword-like spike on their foreheads, shimmering with a cold light. There were as many as several thousand fish in the swarm.

"Protect me!"

Wu Fan didn't even look at the fish swarm. Instead, his eyes flashed with black light as he carefully examined the surrounding void.

Hearing this, Huangfu Sheng and the others immediately rushed forward, surrounding Wu Fan in the middle, while manipulating their magical treasures to kill the fish swarm.

At this time, Wu Fan finally took action, rapidly forming hand seals, and then raising his arms towards the sky. Immediately, dense restriction patterns shot out, disappearing into the surrounding void.

As a result, the same scene as before appeared. This space began to twist and deform, and finally shattered like a mirror, piece by piece. In less than three breaths, the ocean illusion completely collapsed, replaced by the previous dense forest.

Wu Fan curled his lips and began to look around, finally locking his gaze on a rock. He waved his right hand, and a restriction rune shot out, accurately hitting the rock.

With a "bang", the rock shattered into powder. At the same time, the fish swarm flying from all directions turned into spiritual energy and disappeared.

"Let's go!"

Without delay, Wu Fan waved his arm at the others behind him and quickly rushed up the mountain along the dense forest.

Huangfu Sheng and the others smiled at each other and immediately followed closely.

This time, breaking the formation took less than thirty breaths, which could be said to be lightning fast, filling the others with confidence.

Before long, the group appeared in a swampy area, surrounded by lush trees and colorful exotic flowers and plants, but the air was filled with a pungent, rotten smell.

The others were jointly killing crocodile-like demonic beasts, while Wu Fan was rapidly forming hand seals….

Before long, the space shattered, and Wu Fan led the others to continue running towards the top of the mountain.

This time, breaking the formation only took twenty-five breaths.

In this way, Wu Fan and his group moved quickly. In just an hour, they had already reached the halfway point of the mountain. It was believed that reaching the summit would only take another hour or so at most.

But while Wu Fan's group was full of excitement, the others in another place were feeling depressed.

In a vast expanse of ice and snow, the faces of Ming Qianzong and his group of six were dark as they argued while killing the white bear monsters that were besieging them.

"I say, Fellow Daoist Pan, can you break this formation or not? It's been an hour already. If this continues, Wu Fan and the others will get there first. Didn't you say it wouldn't be difficult to break the restrictions outside?"

Lai Cangyou whipped away a white bear, then turned his head and roared at the fat Pan, his face full of anger.

"That's right, you were so confident before, but now you look so worried. Don't tell me we're going to be trapped here."

Madam Xiao's face was also livid as she sarcastically complained.

"Who says otherwise? You're already stumped by the first illusion. What will happen in the future?"

Tian Fan rolled his eyes and said unhappily.

Just as Tantai Yi was about to say something, Fat Pan, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, examining the surroundings with a green light flashing in his eyes, suddenly darkened his face and turned his head to roar impatiently:

"Alright, alright, stop urging me. How would I know that this is a mixed restriction formation? I thought it was just an ordinary restriction. Aren't I trying to find the key now?"

As soon as these words came out, the others became even more furious and were about to angrily retort again.

But before they could speak, they were interrupted.

"Alright, everyone, urging him is useless. Let him try to figure it out first. But Fellow Daoist Pan, tell us the truth, can you break this illusion or not?"

Ming Qianzong waved his hand to stop the others, then turned his head to look at Fat Pan and asked.

Although he was also angry, he was not an ordinary person after all. He knew a little about this mixed restriction formation and knew that Fat Pan was not holding back.

But if they continued to delay like this, he would be really anxious, because if they were not careful, Wu Fan and the others would take the treasure first and then run away.

Not to mention anything else, although the transformed monsters here did not pose a threat to them, constantly killing them would really consume their true essence and mana. No one could stand it for long.

"To be honest, Fellow Daoist Ming, breaking the restrictions here is indeed not difficult for me. As long as I cooperate with the formation to forcibly break it, it will only take a while to get out, but this will take too much time. To reach the top of the mountain, I estimate it will take at least a day."

Facing Ming Qianzong, Fat Pan was still somewhat restrained, patiently explaining. Judging by his serious appearance, he didn't seem to be lying.