King of Creation Chapter 1980 - 1965: Ten Thousand Spirit Cavern Delusion

The nights at Tu Mountain are actually rather tranquil.

Even with the standoff between the Bear Clan Dao Realm and the Fox Clan Dao Realm, it is still quite peaceful.

The only one who couldn’t calm down was Grand Young Master Tu Jinggao. While cultivating under Tu Fu’s close protection, he would intentionally or unintentionally glance toward Hu Qingtong’s small courtyard.

Tu Jinggao was well aware that Ye Zhen, who had obtained the Passing Formation Talisman of the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation, would definitely leave Tu Mountain quietly tonight.

The only issue is that at least six Dao Realm experts are watching that area, and any slight disturbance might reveal itself.

However, paradoxically, Tu Jinggao didn’t hope for Ye Zhen’s escape to be discovered; he preferred they leave unnoticed, like ghosts leaving under the cover of darkness.

Until dawn, the area near Xuanjia Hill where Hu Qingtong resided remained quiet.

This left Tu Jinggao slightly worried. Had Ye Zhen left or not?

In the morning, as the sunlight sparkled on dew on the green grass of Tushan Hills, three Bear Clan Great Saints, who had monitored the area throughout the night, swept their Divine Senses toward the cabin shrouded by the Candle Tear Vine as if routinely.

When the Candle Tear Vine made a dense crackling noise like raindrops, the Divine Senses of the three Bear Clan Dao Realms scanned the scene inside the cabin with a somewhat shameless stance.

Zhu Hong was sleeping deeply, Ye Zhen and Hu Qingtong were cultivating, and the tiger and Hur Chimei remained closely nestled together, making their senses retreat quickly and uninterestedly.

They dared not linger long, knowing that angering Ye Zhen might lead to a fearsome retaliatory strike from his Primordial Spirit.

Yes, everything seemed normal, as usual, with no opportunity to make a move.

This was their report to the Great Saint of the Giant Spirits.

The Giant Spirit Saint, who had just awoken from cultivation, barely thought twice about this report.

After all, they’ve been receiving similar daily reports for over ten days and had grown accustomed to them.

In such circumstances, Hu Qingtong’s courtyard in Xuanjia Hill continued its serene morning without drawing attention.

Moreover, since the entire cabin was covered by the Candle Tear Vine, they couldn’t discern the occupants’ actions inside.

Several Dao Realm experts from the Fox Clan wanted to inspect the cabin’s condition.

However, Supreme Third Elder Tu Che had issued strict orders forbidding them from spying with their Divine Senses.

The reason was simple: using Divine Sense to probe others is considered malicious among Martial Artists.

While the entire clan made overtures to Hu Qingtong, neither Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng nor Tu Che wanted to create any discomfort for Hu Qingtong over such trivial matters.

Time continued to pass as the meticulous plan personally devised by Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng began implementation.

At noon, Supreme Elder Hu Jun took personal steps, instructing Supreme Third Elder Tu Che before venturing beyond the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation to meet with two impatient Monkey Clan Great Saints.

Meanwhile, Supreme Third Elder Tu Che, after lengthy deliberation, sent a carefully worded letter to Hu Qingtong.

With the Bear Clan’s Giant Spirit Saint watching like a hawk, they had to conduct their business discreetly.

However, upon sending the Talisman Communication, Supreme Third Elder Tu Che was stunned.

The Talisman Communication meant for Hu Qingtong floated in mid-air like a drifting Ghost Soul, until its energy depleted and crumbled into dust without any response.

Supreme Third Elder Tu Che was dumbfounded; this situation only meant one possibility.

The individual meant for contact, the Talisman Lead, either wasn’t within this realm or had departed beyond fifty thousand miles.

Either possibility left Supreme Third Elder Tu Che with a daunting headache.

Yet, having weathered many storms, Tu Che did not hurry to report to Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng.

Instead, calmly sent his Divine Sense toward Hu Qingtong’s courtyard.

In an instant, the Candle Tear Vine’s crackling sound erupted like raindrops.

Normally, upon detection, one would retreat immediately, but unable to reach Hu Qingtong, Tu Che stubbornly continued probing with his Divine Sense.

The Candle Tear Vine crackling incessantly, but inside the room, Ye Zhen, Hu Qingtong, Zhu Hong, Hur Chimei, the kitten, and the vigilant Ling Qianbi showed no reaction, breathing as steadily as before, unfazed by any intrusion.

If Mirage Dragon Primordial Spirit Achou were present, it could alter the illusion, but without its guidance, the illusion remained static in its initial form.

Witnessing this scene, a chill surged from Tu Che’s feet straight to his brain.

Despite his slow realization, Tu Che understood that Ye Zhen’s group had departed through some unknown means.

Though Ye Zhen’s group had left, they left the Fox Clan with a massive mess, one that even Supreme Third Elder Tu Che would have difficulty handling.

"Hold steady!"

Tu Che urged himself before leaving Hu Qingtong’s courtyard as quietly as he had arrived, subsequently racing toward the core holy land, Qingqiu Tomb of the Fox Clan in the shortest time.

Qingqiu Tomb stands as its own realm, blocking direct contact with Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng, requiring entry to establish communication.

"What?"

Upon receiving Supreme Third Elder Tu Che’s report, Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng was shocked to the point of speechlessness.

With six Dao Realm experts watching and surrounded by the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation, how could Ye Zhen’s group fly away without a trace?

At this juncture, Tu Zheng could no longer bother with concealing his tracks.

He hid within Qingqiu Tomb largely because, inexplicably, Ye Zhen and Hu Qingtong discovered his presence in the manor, putting him in a passive stance.

To ensure no slip-ups, avoiding detection by Ye Zhen’s group, and preserving Hu Qingtong’s trust, he wisely hid within Qingqiu Tomb.

Once he hides in Qingqiu Tomb, among the Ten Thousand Worlds, only a few can trace him.

"No rush. Although using methods akin to Golden Cicada Shedding might let them slip under Bear Clan Dao Realm’s nose, they cannot pass the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation. At best, they’re still in Tu Mountain, hiding somewhere."

Tu Che voiced his worry, "But Tu Mountain isn’t overly large nor overly small. Should they possess an artifact creating its own realm, then it could..."

Tu Zheng reassured, "It’s alright. Our Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation has endless utility. As long as they remain encircled by the formation, as long as they haven’t left Tu Mountain, they’ll never escape my grasp!"

With a sinister grin, Tu Mountain urged his Divine Sense, producing a multicolored Nine-Tailed Jade Fox shimmering in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Spirits march on, Evil-breaking Illusion Technique!"

With a low exclamation, a drop of golden blood dripped into the multicolored Nine-Tailed Jade Fox, instantly releasing barely visible golden ripples centered at Qingqiu Tomb, dispersing in all directions.

Simultaneously, at the outskirts of Tu Mountain, the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation burst with invisible golden ripples, converging from all directions toward Qingqiu Tomb’s center.

Inside Tu Mountain, the Great Spirit Saint, savoring his delicious meal, abruptly sat upright, with a look of befuddlement as the golden ripples swept past.

His Primordial Spirit flickered briefly and, finding nothing, redirected his attention to the feast before him.

As the golden ripples unified, Great Clan Leader Tu Zheng’s complexion inside Qingqiu Tomb turned extraordinarily pale.

"No one!"

Within Tu Mountain, none of them registered their aura, nor did any self-contained realms or worlds unlinked to Tu Mountain exist.

Could they have left Tu Mountain? But with the Ten Thousand Foxes Returning Heart Formation present, how could that be possible?