A Girl Dies Every Day in Her Dream Life 220

Chapter 220: The Yudu Clan Attacks, The Clan-Protecting Formation

For some reason, the Beiming clansmen contaminated by the otherworldly demon’s power were uniquely afraid of the flames of the will of immortality, desperately avoiding them.

But unfortunately, directly using the will of immortality against them wasn’t very effective.

To be precise, after being eroded by the will of immortality and contaminated by the otherworldly demon’s power, these unfortunate cultivators had completely degenerated into monstrous beings, possessing a degree of immortality, making them even more troublesome.

Therefore, Nangong Ling couldn’t use the will of immortality to kill the contaminated Beiming clansmen, but could only create a barrier, isolating them.

The Beiming Clan wasn’t completely helpless. They were quite skilled in sealing techniques. It was said that they were even involved in the sealing of the Nangong clan’s ancestral land, and all the otherworldly demonic remains were suppressed with their help.

What Nangong Ling needed to do was use the will of immortality to isolate these contaminated clansmen within a specific area, then the Beiming elders would take over, using their grand sealing technique.

These pitiful Beiming clansmen would be sealed within eternally unmelting ice, confined in another dimension, exiled beyond the Primordial Chaos.

…This was the best solution.

For this, Nangong Ling’s help was essential. Only she had the ability to restrain the contaminated clansmen.

Therefore, the Beiming Clan, despite the risk of offending the Nangong clan, forcibly kept Nangong Ling here.

After Nangong Ling withdrew the flames of immortal will, the Beiming elders in specific locations around them acted simultaneously.

In an instant, the scorching purgatory transformed into a land of ice and snow.

The movements of all the contaminated cultivators slowed down, and their remaining spiritual power, under the effect of the sealing technique, gradually turned into profound ice, ultimately sealing them within.

Nangong Ling, witnessing this, couldn’t help but gasp. This method of converting others’ spiritual power into a seal was astonishing, no matter how many times she saw it.

The ancient clans that had survived from the ancient era to the present were all formidable.

“You flatter me, Miss Ling.” Beiming Hu spoke again, this gentle young man standing beside Nangong Ling’s wheelchair, smiling faintly as he looked into the distance. “But what comes next… is the true battle… This old friend is not easy to deal with.”

“The Yudu Clan?”

Nangong Ling frowned slightly.

“No, no, I’m not referring to the entire Yudu Clan.” Beiming Hu narrowed his eyes. “I’m referring to… Yudu Cheng.”

“…The current Clan Leader of the Yudu Clan.” Nangong Ling was slightly shocked. “Even he has been contaminated?”

He was a top expert at the Sea Crossing Realm, almost a match for Dugu Di without Immortal Slaughter.

Dugu Di was preparing to break through to the Saint Realm, and he had even killed a Saint in his past conquests, undoubtedly the strongest at the Sea Crossing Realm.

Although the Beiming Clan’s situation was critical, no true expert had been in danger so far.

“I don’t think so.”

Beiming Hu sneered. The Beiming Clan and the Yudu Clan were close, and they had interacted frequently in the past, even planting spies within each other’s ranks.

Therefore, Beiming Hu knew more about the Yudu Clan than Nangong Ling did.

Because of this… he naturally knew some of the Yudu Clan’s secrets.

Including… the speculation about Yudu Cheng’s true identity.

Both within the Beiming Clan and the Yudu Clan, some people knew that Yudu Cheng was actually an ancestor of the Yudu Clan who had possessed a descendant’s body, they just didn’t know which ancestor.

Beiming Hu had met with Yudu Cheng many times and knew that he was a cunning old fox, not someone who would make such a reckless mistake.

The only explanation was that Yudu Cheng did this deliberately.

As for his true purpose… although Beiming Hu didn’t know, he was certain it wasn’t anything good.

After all, Yudu Cheng had even sacrificed his own clan’s foundation, disregarding the lives of millions of his clansmen, causing such a disaster.

Beiming Hu didn’t want to see his clan being used. He had to stop the contaminated cultivators of the Yudu Clan from entering the Beiming territory.

“Don’t worry, Miss Ling, as long as you don’t reveal this, the Beiming Clan will reward you handsomely.” Beiming Hu looked at Nangong Ling with a smile. “A favor from an ancient clan… it’s worth quite a bit.”

“I just hope that when I turn to face the enemy, I don’t have to worry about a dagger in my back.”

Nangong Ling’s words were a sarcastic jab at the ancient clans’ betrayal in the ancient era, and also at their current treachery, forcing her to stay here.

“Miss Ling is quite the joker.”

Beiming Hu smiled, but despite his seemingly sincere and bright smile, it carried a chilling undertone.

“…”

Nangong Ling didn’t respond, but looked at the sealed Beiming clansmen, watching as they were exiled beyond the Primordial Chaos.

“It seems Miss Ling is tired. I won’t disturb your rest any further.”

Beiming Hu bowed politely, then instructed the maids beside them,

“Miss Ling’s legs are inconvenient. You must attend to her at all times, no mistakes.”

Although Beiming Hu’s tone was gentle, the maids still trembled slightly.

Nangong Ling glanced at them, and Beiming Hu nodded at her with a smile.

“Truly cold-blooded… like a sinister weasel,” Nangong Ling thought to herself. “A dangerous person indeed.”

This was clearly to have these maids monitor her. If she wanted to leave, she would have to avoid them—they couldn’t be ordinary cultivators, they must have some kind of restriction placed on them.

The easiest way to avoid them was… to kill them.

But that would alert the Beiming Clan.

If Nangong Ling found a way to escape without killing them, these maids would still die.

In other words, after being assigned this task, their chances of survival were extremely low.

Although Nangong Ling, a veteran of countless battles, was numb to death, and the lives of a few maids meant little to her, she still felt a twinge of pity.

And Beiming Hu, knowing Nangong Ling’s personality, had given these instructions in front of her.

After confirming that Nangong Ling understood his intentions, Beiming Hu smiled with satisfaction and turned to leave.

Nangong Ling ignored the terrified maids, closed her eyes, and saw the figures of Luo Xue and Nangong Mian.

“I can only hope that you two… upon hearing the news along the way, will return to the clan for help.”

…

“…You should also have sensed it, right?” Luo Xue asked, turning her head.

Nangong Mian nodded seriously. “Yes, that’s definitely Big Sister.”

“What are you talking about?”

Dugu Xue leaned forward and asked.

Although Dugu Xue’s condition had improved considerably, she still needed Xue Ling’s support to walk.

A Lolita-dressed girl, a girl with a “gyaru” style, and a disproportionately tall woman, in this group, Dugu Xue’s presence seemed out of place.

The only normal one seemed… strange.

“Big Sister Ling extinguished the will of immortality. It seems the Beiming Clan is performing some kind of ritual.” Luo Xue said.

“It should be a sealing ritual. The Beiming Clan specializes in sealing techniques, even their Foundation Establishment disciples know a few. Last time I encountered someone from their clan in a secret realm, they sealed my techniques the moment we met.” Nangong Mian clicked her tongue. “And after sealing them, more than ten of them attacked me without saying a word.”

“Ah, then… are you okay?” Dugu Xue asked worriedly.

“I’m fine. I don’t really use techniques anyway.” Nangong Mian shrugged. “I just endured it and beat them up one by one.”

Luo Xue nodded. She could imagine the scene.

Nangong Mian and Nangong Mengxiang cultivated the same technique, and their fighting styles were similar.

Nangong Mengxiang’s fighting style was simple and brutal, easily catching opponents off guard.

“It seems the Beiming Clan’s situation isn’t that bad? There aren’t any guards along the way.”

Luo Xue looked around. They were already close to the Beiming Clan’s territory, but there weren’t many people.

Even the few cultivators they saw were all in a hurry, seemingly ignoring them, despite their strange combination.

“I heard the Beiming Clan has a clan-protecting formation. Once activated, those inside can come out, but those outside can’t enter… They haven’t even activated it, so they should be fine.” Nangong Mian patted Luo Xue’s shoulder.

“A formation? A real formation?”

Luo Xue blinked.

“Yes, one left behind from the ancient era. Almost all the ancient clans have one… Oh, except for the Nangong clan, we don’t really use formations.” Nangong Mian scratched the back of her head. “As for why… you’ll have to ask Ancestor Nangong. Wait, don’t actually ask her.”

“…I’m not that stupid.” Luo Xue’s eyelid twitched.

Just then, a group of guards appeared in the distance, seemingly on patrol.

Seeing Luo Xue and the others, the guards frowned and approached.

“Hey, you three, what are you still doing here?” The lead guard shouted in a low voice. “Go to your assigned formation eyes and stand guard! If the clan-protecting formation collapses, you’ll be held responsible!”

“Clan-protecting… formation?”

Luo Xue was stunned, and so was Nangong Mian.

They hadn’t activated the clan-protecting formation, had they? Why was it active now…

And if it was active, they shouldn’t be able to enter.

“Hmm? Could it be that you’ve been slacking off these past few days?” The guard’s expression darkened, and he waved his hand. “Someone, take them away, send them to Formation Eye Tian.”