Immortality Cultivation: I Farm in the System Space

``` Following a series of "thunderous clangs," the attacks from the Magical Treasures upon the Formation were directly repelled. And the light curtain of the Formation merely rippled without displaying any significant effect. However, with a subsequent "boom" came a loud sound. A wave rippled across the light curtain of the Formation, spreading outwards, and the whole light curtain showed a slight fluctuation at this moment. Their attack turned out to be a few degrees stronger than that of the two Demonic Beasts.' Turns out, it was the Flawless Sword that had followed closely in attack. Seeing his own Flawless Sword being deflected, the confident Red-Robed Cultivator was momentarily stunned. He was very familiar with his Flying Sword. When it came to attack power, there was no other Magic Artifact that could match it, yet it couldn't even break through this Defensive Array. This left him in disbelief. Of course, had he witnessed the scene of the Demonic Beasts besieging the Formation earlier, he probably wouldn't have felt this way. But... This attack also made Lin Jing's heart skip a beat. Because their attack caused the Array Plate to tremble, and the Spiritual Power in the Spirit Stones atop it had suddenly diminished greatly. Indeed... Cultivators are smarter than Demonic Beasts, knowing how to utilize the combined strength of many to attack. If such an attack were to continue five or six times, these Spirit Stones would likely need to be replaced immediately. The Red-Robed Cultivator frowned, staring at the Formation, not willing to believe it and determined to try again. After thinking for a while, the Red-Robed Cultivator spoke up: "I don't know if everyone noticed, but the Formation just reacted." "If we all put in more effort, one more time, we will definitely break through the Formation." No sooner had the words left his mouth than someone immediately echoed: "Good, let's do it again, this Formation might be strong, but it surely can't withstand our continuous attacks." "Okay." "I refuse to believe that so many of us can't break a single Formation." Everyone else expressed their agreement. Quickly, they were ready, with various kinds of Magic Artifacts rising above their heads. "Everyone, don't hold back, give it your all, and let's break their Formation in one go this time," said the Red-Robed Man to the crowd. As soon as these words were uttered, the Magic Artifacts above their heads glowed even brighter, clearly having increased the output of Spiritual Power. Seeing this, Lin Jing also had to be cautious. Taking advantage of their preparation time, Lin Jing immediately took out five new Medium Grade Spirit Stones and switched them in. As soon as the new Spirit Stones were in place, the Formation seemed to brighten up. However, at this moment, the group was only paying attention to the Red-Robed Cultivator, with no one noticing Lin Jing's actions. "Attack," commanded the Red-Robed Cultivator. The group manipulated their Magic Artifacts, attacking the Formation with a "boom, boom, boom" that was incessant to the ear; this attack was clearly much stronger than before. Especially the last strike with the Flawless Sword by the Red-Robed Cultivator, producing a "bang" whose sound carried very far. And upon the Defensive Array's light curtain, an even larger ripple appeared. All observers were dumbfounded, staring blankly at the Defensive Array. Such a powerful attack and yet the Formation remained unharmed; what kind of Formation was this? It was way too strong. The expressions on everyone's faces varied, all remarkably lively. However, while the attack did not break the Formation, it attracted something even more lethal. "Screech..." A cry of a Demonic Beast came from afar, sounding somewhat blurred as if at a great distance, yet it was heard by all. Upon hearing this, the Red-Robed Cultivator looked up toward the direction the sound came from. But saw nothing. "What Demonic Beast makes such a call?" Someone immediately asked, clearly, none of this group had seen a Black Kite before. The Red-Robed Cultivator frowned and said: "By the sound of it, it's some Demonic Beast coming this way." "We better hurry up." Lin Jing and his peers, of course, recognized the all too familiar call. Having been stifled for so long, Yan Xiong felt extremely refreshed at this moment. "You bunch of brats, better run fast, or you'll lose your lives if you don't flee now." "Hahahaha..." ``` "What did you say?" the man in the black robe bellowed angrily. "You just wait..." "Once we break through this damned formation, I'll make sure you pay dearly." After giving Yan Xiong a fierce look, the black-robed man turned anxiously to the red-robed man and asked, "Big Brother, what should we do next?" "Take to the skies." "We'll attack from the top of the formation; it should be relatively weaker there." "Everyone, as my big brother just said, let's all take to the skies and attack from the top of the formation." Then, they all took to the skies, including the red-robed cultivator. The few within the formation were stunned. The Black Kites were about to arrive, and yet these people dared to ascend? Truly, ignorance knows no fear... Yan Xiong had already warned them, but these people not only disbelieved him, they were also intent on breaking the formation. "Self-inflicted disaster, beyond help..." Lin Jing couldn't help but sigh, quietly waiting for the arrival of the Black Kites. Warning them? That was out of the question... "Screech..." The sound that came this time was already very clear. Upon hearing this sound, the red-robed cultivator's face instantly turned ashen, and without giving a thought to what others might think, he quickly withdrew his Flying Sword and descended from the sky. The man in the black robe looked on in confusion. "Big Brother, why did you go down?" "You go ahead and attack the formation; I'll be right back." Before the words were even finished, the red-robed cultivator had taken out two Body Shaping Talismans and slapped them onto his body, then started to sprint away at full speed. Watching the red-robed cultivator's retreating figure, everyone else was still puzzled. The black-robed man didn't think much of it and turned to order the others to attack the formation. But he saw a small black dot behind them, rapidly approaching with great speed. It wasn't long before it stormed into the midst of the people. Then, a scream resounded. "Ah..." A cultivator in the sky suddenly let out a scream and then tumbled from the sky. Afterward, there was a second scream... And a third... And a fourth... ... ... There were even those who didn't manage to utter a sound before losing consciousness and falling from the sky. Only then did everyone grasp the situation. They saw a shadow as fast as lightning weaving through them, and each time it passed through a person's body, that person's chest would be left with a huge bloody hole. Afterward, each would plummet directly from the air. "It's the Black Kite!!!" "We've been tricked, he used us as bait..." Someone recognized the shadow and shouted in terror and anger, but it was too late. The next moment, that shadow passed through his body, leaving a huge blood hole in his chest. He fell straight down just like the others. However, his shout had alerted the others. Upon hearing the fearsome name of the Black Kite, it was clear they knew something, and they hurriedly descended toward the ground. But it was already too late. By the time they reached the ground, only a few scattered people were left. How could the Black Kite possibly let them go? No sooner had these people landed than each was chased down and killed by the Black Kite. Not one escaped. And, the last to die was none other than the man in the black robe. In his final moments, the black-robed man still raged towards the direction in which the red-robed cultivator had fled. "You will not die a good death..." However, no sooner had he uttered these words, he died under the beak of the Black Kite. As he died, his eyes were still full of resentment, staring fixedly towards the direction the red-robed cultivator had escaped. He never closed his eyes even in death.