"To deploy a formation with a Qilin, one can summon heavenly thunder!"
"If any demonic entities descend, they can then be annihilated."
Seeing their confusion, Zhang Tian explained.
Previously, he was unaware of how to set up this formation, nor how to do so. But after passing the Ten Great Marshals,
Zhang Tian gained a deeper understanding of formations.
Perhaps, he could utilize Zhang Qilin's bloodline to set up a simple Qilin formation.
Of course, this was contingent on the little brother's agreement.
Zhang Tian was not someone who would force others; he was quite reasonable.
Furthermore, setting up a formation might also allow Zhang Qilin to better understand his own bloodline.
"Boss, you can already set up a Qilin formation?"
Hu Bayi exclaimed in surprise.
Was Zhang Tian's talent that formidable? He could set up a formation after simply glancing at it?
It had only been a few months since he acquired the Nine Gates Divine Scroll.
Zhang Tian shook his head, believing his own talent was not exceptionally strong.
After all, there was always someone better.
"The chance of me successfully setting it up is not very high, and I will also need Qilin's blood for it."
As Zhang Tian spoke, a flicker of doubt crossed Zhang Qilin's eyes.
"Don't worry, it won't take much, just a single drop."
Zhang Tian said. Zhang Qilin didn't say much more, as a single drop of blood was insignificant to him.
Zhang Tian nodded, then took out his peach wood sword.
"If it were before, I absolutely couldn't set up formations or draw talismans. But now that I understand the principles of formation arrays, I can give it a try."
Zhang Tian began to attempt setting up the formation according to the array diagrams of the Taoist Marshals.
Zhang Tian found a stone and used it to draw the formation's model on the ground.
Soon, the Four Sacred Beasts were drawn in the east, west, north, and south corners.
On each of the Sacred Beasts, Zhang Tian placed one of the four stone talismans from the Marshals.
The stone talismans were for wood, earth, fire, and water. In the center of the Four Sacred Beasts, there was a Qilin pattern.
Zhang Tian finally placed the thunder talisman on the Qilin.
A Thunder Qilin, thus, had its offensive capabilities fully maximized.
The Four Sacred Beasts provided support, while the Thunder Qilin attacked, forming a formation that was both offensive and defensive.
However, it was a pity that Zhang Tian's abilities were insufficient, and he could only use the stone talismans from behind the Marshal statues to set up the formation.
A true Qilin formation did not require this; it was naturally formed, drawing upon heavenly power to establish a grand array.
It wouldn't even need the little brother's Qilin blood. But unfortunately, Zhang Tian had not reached that level.
When Zhang Qilin dripped his blood onto the Qilin's head, everyone was astonished to see the Qilin's patterns begin to glow.
"Holy cow, it actually works! Awesome, I want to learn!"
Fatty exclaimed in shock.
Zhang Tian ignored him and continued,
"This formation is merely a rudimentary prototype of a Qilin formation."
"I'm not entirely sure how powerful it will be, but it should be able to hold them off."
As Zhang Tian spoke, Hu Bayi nodded gently.
"As long as it can hold them off, we should be able to resolve this."
Hu Bayi said. Zhang Qilin gazed at the Qilin pattern on the ground, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.
"I can feel a resonance between myself and this Qilin."
His voice was soft, but tinged with slight wonder.
"It's because you share the same bloodline."
Zhang Tian replied simply, then looked into the distance.
"Since the rear is secured, let's go ahead and investigate."
Zhang Tian said, and the group immediately headed towards the stone tablet.
"Huh, boss, the tomb's owner is quite narcissistic. Even in death, they had to place a mirror."
Fatty grumbled, looking at the mirror on the stone tablet.
Zhang Tian's gaze also fell upon the stone tablet.
"Item: Ghost-Capturing Mirror"
"Item Ability: Can mesmerize the viewer, inducing hallucinations, and possesses soul-nurturing properties."
"Item Description: Designed by Wang Canghai, a mirror that can be used as a mechanism."
Seeing the mirror's attributes,
Zhang Tian understood. So, this thing was another trick to confuse people.
It was nothing to be concerned about.
Zhang Tian possessed items for calming his mind and was not worried, but Fatty was different.
Fatty strode forward, his hips swaying, eyes wide.
"Wow, Fatty looks so handsome in there."
"Fatty likes it so much."
Fatty mumbled, twisting his waist and even stroking his hair with his hand.
Gradually, Zhang Tian saw a female ghost emerge from the mirror, her pale face and blood-red eyes staring at Fatty from behind the glass.
Fatty, however, oblivious, continued to comb his hair.
"My dear, my dear, am I beautiful? Am I the most handsome man in the world?"
Fatty whispered. At this moment, the blood jade on his neck shimmered.
Immediately, the soul of the Wang Fei (consort) drilled into the mirror.
As she entered, she cast a disgusted glance at Fatty, clearly unable to tolerate his vanity.
A moment later,
In Zhang Tian's eyes, the Wang Fei was engaged in a fierce battle with the ghost within the mirror.
Well, "fierce" was an exaggeration; it was a one-sided annihilation.
The Wang Fei quickly subdued the entity and then threw it out of the mirror.
The mirror ghost looked at Zhang Tian and the others, its expression grim. It had never expected that among this group, Fatty would be raising a ghost.
Was he not afraid of it draining his yang energy?
"Another Jin Po."
Hu Bayi muttered, looking at the female ghost thrown out by the Wang Fei.
"Why are there so many Jin Po here, boss? Could this be a woman's tomb?"
Hu Bayi speculated.
"I don't know. But I think she might know something."
Zhang Tian said, approaching the Jin Po.
He took out his peach wood sword and the Lu Shang King's sword. With both swords in hand, the ancient tomb was his!
Seeing Zhang Tian's imposing aura, the mirror ghost dared not move, trembling slightly.
Both swords felt incredibly powerful; either one could easily kill her.
"Do you know the map of this tomb?"
Zhang Tian spoke in a ghostly tongue.
The mirror ghost was startled, then replied,
"I don't know. I've been imprisoned in this mirror for who knows how many years."
"And, as soon as I leave the mirror, within a..."
Before she could finish, her body began to dissipate.
"A curse!"
Seeing this, Zhang Tian's brows furrowed.
This female ghost would vanish upon leaving the mirror, which was clearly related to a curse.
The Jin Po here seemed to be under a curse.
"This..."
Hu Bayi showed a hint of pity.
"Alas, it is as it is. No use dwelling on it."
Zhang Tian waved his hand, no longer wishing to elaborate. He walked towards the steps.
As Zhang Tian ascended, above them, on the suspended platform, there was some movement.
A white shadow was perched on the platform, its eyes fixed on Zhang Tian and the others.
Fatty had also recovered from the mirror's influence.
"What the hell was that? Damn, what did Fatty just do?"
Fatty took a step back, trying to put as much distance between himself and the mirror as possible.
"That mirror caused you to hallucinate."
Zhang Tian patted Fatty's shoulder, then looked into the mirror.
Soon, with Zhang Qilin's recollections, Zhang Tian and the others discovered a clue.
"This design is ingenious, using the mirror surface to set up a mechanism. If you don't look carefully, you'd never find it."
"Moreover, if we hadn't eliminated the entity inside, this mechanism might have been difficult to open."
Hu Bayi said. With a push from Zhang Tian's finger, the stone tablet made a clicking sound, revealing a tomb passage below.
"Click, click!"
Just as they breathed a sigh of relief, a sound suddenly came from above.
The sound was neither human nor ghost, a most unpleasant noise.
The sound echoed through the space, and then, a white-furred figure appeared.
"It's a White-Haired Han Ba!"
Seeing this, Zhang Tian quickly retreated with the other three. He knew it couldn't have been that simple to get through.