Chapter 351: Arrival of the Qixin Sect

Five hundred miles east of Chenyang City lies a forest; this forest is desolate, with no one walking through it all year round.

But today, this forest welcomed a group of uninvited guests.

"Sect Master, this is the location we chose according to your requirements," Yang Shu said respectfully to Qin Ming.

Qin Ming nodded and asked, "How much longer until the Qixin Sect's team arrives nearby?"

"According to our intelligence, if there are no accidents, they will arrive in the vicinity in one hour," Yang Shu said.

"Hmm." Qin Ming looked at Jue Wuya next to him. "Wuya, I will leave it to you to lead them into hiding."

"You must be careful yourself." Jue Wuya nodded solemnly, waved his hand, and the Disciples of the Feather Transformation Sect followed him away.

Qin Ming stepped forward, found a spot, and began to set up a Formation.

The Formation he wanted to set up was the second-grade Dragon Trapping Formation.

Qin Ming had already considered that even if he set up an exquisite fourth-grade Formation, it absolutely would not be able to trap the mysterious Black-Clothed Martial King.

Qin Ming had already witnessed the strength of that Martial King from the Qixin Sect; he was powerful and no ordinary person. Or rather, any Martial Artist with a scorpion pattern on their back was very strong among their peers.

Furthermore, once a fourth-grade Formation was set up, there was no way to hide it; the Black-Clothed Martial King would notice it instantly.

If a fourth-grade Formation were discovered, the Black-Clothed Martial King, along with a few Martial Spirits, could likely break it instantly. Since that was the case, Qin Ming simply decided to set up the second-grade Dragon Trapping Formation instead.

The second-grade Dragon Trapping Formation was merely an auxiliary Formation; without careful observation, even a Martial King would find it hard to detect.

Qin Ming took out some Spirit Stones, walked around the forest a few times, and quickly completed the setup of the Formation.

"Dragon Trapping Formation, activate." Qin Ming carefully sensed the Dragon Trapping Formation. Now, the Spiritual Qi inside the Dragon Trapping Formation was equivalent to the Spiritual Qi outside; there was absolutely no discernible difference between the inside and outside of the Dragon Trapping Formation.

Qin Ming took out a jade bottle from his bosom and poured out all ten Heartbreak Medicinal Pills. "Pill God Physique." A purple flame appeared in his mouth, and Qin Ming directly vaporized all the Heartbreak Medicinal Pills, letting the poison from these pills drift into the air.

In fact, even without the flame from Qin Ming's Pill God Physique, it would still be possible to force the poison from these Medicinal Pills into the Formation, but using the Pill God Physique flame made it much faster.

After all of this was set up, Qin Ming sensed the Dragon Trapping Formation and found nothing unusual, so he felt relieved.

An hour passed quickly, and noisy sounds came from the distance. Qin Ming, who had been sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes and looked into the distance.

The mysterious Black-Clothed Martial King was whistling past with a group of people. Black mist was still emitting from the Black-Clothed Martial King's body, swirling around so that the Black-Clothed Martial King's true face could not be seen.

Behind the Black-Clothed Martial King followed five Martial Artists walking side by side. If the intelligence was correct, these five people were the Martial Spirit Experts of the Qixin Sect.

Behind these five people followed about a hundred others, who should all be Martial Ancestors.

The group in the distance also discovered Qin Ming. The Black-Clothed Martial King sensed Qin Ming's aura and found it was only at the Grand Martial Master Realm, so he didn't pay much attention.

"Are you the honored guests from the Qixin Sect?" Seeing that the Black-Clothed Martial King and his group were about to pass by, Qin Ming shouted aloud.

The Black-Clothed Martial King waved his hand, and the entire team stopped. He slowly walked toward Qin Ming.

Qin Ming stared at the Black-Clothed Martial King, his heart pounding wildly. "Closer, a little closer."

"How did you know we are from the Qixin Sect?" the Black-Clothed Martial King asked suspiciously, his voice weathered and harsh, like the sound from someone who had been sleeping for a thousand years.

Qin Ming smiled slightly and slowed his speech slightly. "Of course I know; I was waiting for you right here."

"Oh?" The Black-Clothed Martial King's eyes narrowed. His movements were a secret; even within the Sect, most Disciples did not know. How did this kid know?

Moreover, he also said he was here waiting for them. Why was that?

The Man in Black did not stop his steps, bringing this group of people even closer to Qin Ming.

Seeing the Man in Black's steps, Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. "Finally, they've entered. The task now is to stall for time; the longer, the better."