Beast Taming Clan: I Have a Jade Book Chapter 979 - 682: The Ancient Treasure Shows Its Might, Capturing the Array (Double-Length)

Aboard the spiritual ship, a handful of cultivators cautiously scanned the deck, from time to time grabbing the compass spiritual artifact for a look, or drawing out spirit talismans to clutch nervously.

A closer look would reveal that these individuals always had one hand poised on their storage bags.

They scanned the nearby environment, perpetually primed to unleash their magical artifacts.

Besides the composed looks on their faces, a palpable tension gripped everything else.

"Everyone, be attentive. We carry many resources this time. If we go a bit further, we’ll reach the outskirts of Fire Peak. The family ancestor can sense the area, so if there are enemies, it can only be around this region!" The leading elder reminded them once more.

Though the Jia Family acted with extreme caution in all things, the elder felt a strange unease at this instant.

The unease of cultivators sets it apart from mortals'; often, it acts as a true omen.

Years back, the Wood Demon broke free from the blood contract. Feigning submission to the blood contract, the Wood Demon struck suddenly, slaying a Jia Family member before fleeing outright.

The Wood Demon was hunted down and killed later, yet the event instilled lasting dread in the elder.

It was the Golden Dust Sandthorn Wood Demon, after all, with clear ties to the Extreme West Desert Sea.

This was especially true now, during the height of sensitivity.

"Yuan An, send the ancestors a transmission again to report our position!" The elder commanded anew.

The cultivator at his side promptly activated the family’s transmission order multiple times.

With the transmission order sent, the elder let out a breath of relief.

Still, he gazed at the dense white clouds and somewhat dreary skies surrounding them.

Suddenly, he issued another order:

"Keep ascending, go higher!"

Climbing to greater heights made Fire Peak easier to spot afar, naturally heightening their safety.

Formations could sometimes block divine sense, concealing presences, but sufficient elevation might reveal traces of spiritual light.

Right as the spiritual ship approached the upper altitudes.

A cloth piece the size of a palm abruptly emerged in the sky, wafting gently in their direction.

This cloth truly resembled a common mortal kerchief, rising and dipping with the wind, drifting aimlessly through the air.

Yet its course clearly targeted the spiritual ship; now visible to several, it struck them like a dire threat.

The elder felt it most acutely.

"Pierce through that cloth for me!"

Instantly, assorted spirit talismans and magical artifacts shot forth, as the elder produced a jade talisman and a decree.

But in that split second, the cloth ballooned thousands of times over, blanketing the spiritual ship and all nearby space in an unavoidable rush.

Just like a universe within a sleeve.

And they were trapped inside this universe.

Those spirit talismans and artifacts merely flashed some spiritual light now, utterly failing to cause any disturbance.

"Scatter and escape!" The elder shattered a token in his grasp.

This token was simply the Jia Family’s sound transmission order, a solid communication tool in the cultivation world.

But he sensed immediately that no transmission went through.

Even the token's bursting spiritual light remained trapped under the cloth, to say nothing of the jade talisman.

"What on earth is this treasure!" The elder's face turned ashen; for all his late Purple Mansion cultivation, he felt helpless like never before.

He deployed treasure upon treasure—spirit talismans, magic swords, spirit towers, blood escape techniques.

Without fail, none broke through the cloth's enclosure.

The Jia Family's entire spiritual ship crew—three at Purple Mansion, four Qi Cultivation, four Foundation Establishment—plunged into utter despair.

Suddenly, mountain prisons condensed from empty air.

Rushing toward them.

With equally breathtaking speed.

"Self-destruct!" The elder bellowed urgently.

Yet they had squandered the chance to self-destruct when the Celestial Secret Cloth first appeared, rendering it impossible now.

A fearsome gravity then manifested overhead.

A colossal earth-yellow palace crashed down upon them.

Belching vast swathes of earth-yellow radiance, amplified by the crushing gravity, their bodies quaked, and the spiritual lights they summoned scattered.

At the same time, innumerable silver needles lanced toward their Dantians.

Eyes bulging wide, veins throbbing across their frames, they poured every ounce of skill into resistance, but couldn't shatter the gravity or mountain prisons.

They could only watch silver needles stab through their Purple Mansion Spirit Platforms one after another.

Ultimately, sealing their flesh.

This time, Ye Jingcheng's Double-headed Turtle Demon King fully unveiled its form.

Against these Purple Mansion Foundation Establishment cultivators, Ye Jingcheng left nothing to chance—even if they managed to escape, the sea vines from the double-headed turtle's wood head would ensnare them tightly.

Triple safeguards for complete certainty.

In reality, any single Demon King could obliterate these three Purple Mansion cultivators in a flash.

Ye Jingcheng seized every one of their storage bags, then sealed them with spirit talismans before hurling them into the grotto heaven.

These captives absolutely could not perish before he acquired the teleportation array.

Moreover, the spiritual ship never halted; Ye Xuefan along with a few Ye Family members hastily adjusted the markings to match the spiritual ship's designations.

In fewer than five breaths, the spiritual ship departed once more, its onboard cultivators and cargo appearing exactly as before, utterly unchanged.

At this moment, Ye Jingcheng had assumed the guise of Elder Jia Yunian, the late-stage Purple Mansion cultivator.

His eyes darted restlessly over the nearby storage bags.

Simultaneously, he pondered strategies for slipping into Fire Peak afterward.