The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1061: Mountain Spirit’s Help

Chapter 1061: Chapter 1061: Mountain Spirit’s Help

Soon, Ning Fan arrived at the location of the back mountain.

He had already used his spiritual power to locate everyone, knowing they were all imprisoned at the back mountain.

Avoiding the patrolling disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect, Ning Fan smoothly made his way to the back mountain, and from a distance, he could see the people who were imprisoned together.

"Sect Master!"

"Sect Master, you’re here!"

"Sect Master, be careful, there’s a formation here!"

Hearing everyone’s warnings, Ning Fan concentrated and soon saw a transparent curtain of light not far ahead.

He cautiously approached, placing his palm tentatively on the formation.

Spiritual power surged within him, tentatively charging the formation.

After a moment, he withdrew his hand, "No use, this formation is stronger than I anticipated; I can’t break through with my current level of power."

Vice Sect Master Zhuang Peng stood inside the formation, "Sect Master, this is a formation set up by Sect Master Zhai Yonghui and the elders of the Flying Immortal Sect. Forcibly breaking it would definitely alert them,"

Ning Fan, having sneaked in, naturally did not want to attract attention, hence he abandoned the idea of forcibly breaking through the formation.

"How are you all doing?" he asked.

"We’re all right, no serious injuries, but Brother Huo Erba and Miss Shuang’er..." Zhuang Peng looked distressed, "Both of them are severely injured, and if they don’t get treated soon, I’m afraid they won’t last three days."

"What?!"

Ning Fan’s expression darkened, and a strong intent to kill suddenly radiated from him.

Even through the formation, Zhuang Peng felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his body hairs standing on end.

"Everyone, step back, I’m going to break through the formation forcefully!"

Without hesitation, he began to channel his spiritual power, ready to shatter the formation directly.

Just then, a faint sigh came from the depths of the forest.

"Boy, with such an attitude, how can you compare to your father from back in the day?"

Following that, a vast white fog surged from the deep forest, covering the formation.

Miraculously, the formation enveloped by the white fog visibly began to melt.

"This is... Elder Mountain Spirit!"

Ning Fan was overjoyed; having Mountain Spirit assist would greatly increase their chances of success.

However, Mountain Spirit seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and its ethereal voice spoke again.

"Boy, don’t count on this old man to help you anymore. I’ve waited for your father for so many years, and my power has nearly run out."

"If those ordinary disciples come here, I could still take care of them for you, but those sect masters and elders, I can’t handle."

"What I can do now is only leave you a way out and deal with some minor soldiers along the way."

At his peak, Mountain Spirit was undoubtedly extremely powerful, possibly even slightly superior to Zhai Yonghui.

Hearing this, Ning Fan was not disappointed; having the formation dissolved was already a tremendous help.

"Thank you, Elder Mountain Spirit, you have been of great help. I will definitely come to thank you in person in the future!"

Ning Fan bowed towards the mist and then rushed into the formation, arriving at Shuang’er and Huo Erba’s side.

Seeing the injuries on the two of them, his expression instantly grew grim, a turbulent killing intent stirring in his eyes.

"Damn them! Zhai Yonghui, Flying Immortal Sect, you’re courting death!"

In Ning Fan’s heart, these two were not only his disciples, but also his close friends.

The potent killing intent surged within the formation, making everyone feel as though a terrifying beast had set its sights on them.

Without delay, Ning Fan took elixirs and silver needles from the Qiankun Ring and began treating the two.

As the elixir was administered, their wounds began to recover, and with silver needles, Ning Fan treated their internal injuries.

A moment later, when the treatment was over, the two also slowly regained consciousness.

"Master!"

Upon waking, Shuang’er immediately grabbed Ning Fan’s arm, her face full of joy.

Huo Erba also nodded at Ning Fan, scratching his head with a goofy smile.

His intelligence had almost normalized, but it seemed his speaking ability still needed time to recover gradually.

"You two need to stop being so reckless, there could have been other ways," Ning Fan sighed, "Next time something like this happens, you must protect yourselves first."

He had already learned from others that the two had almost taken on the Flying Immortal Sect’s people alone, nearly getting killed.

Then, Ning Fan distributed healing elixirs to everyone, instructing them to take them for their injuries.

"Let’s go, I’ll take you out now."

The measure he had left on Su Qingcheng had never been triggered, so Ning Fan knew that the so-called Fourth Elder probably hadn’t returned yet.

They should be able to safely lead everyone out using the same path they came in.

As they followed Ning Fan and left the back mountain through the melted part of the formation,

the moment they stepped out, an invisible force suddenly surged from their bodies.

"Not good!"

Ning Fan’s expression changed, and instantly, several sword lights condensed in his palm, slashing towards the invisible force.

Though the force was shattered, it still scattered in all directions and disappeared from everyone’s sight at an astonishing speed.

Everyone was a bit puzzled, not knowing what that was.

Only Ning Fan’s expression turned ugly as he gritted his teeth, "This is another formation, triggered the moment you step out of the back mountain’s bounds."

He had been preoccupied with the external formation and had forgotten to check if anything had been left on them.

As the formation was triggered, several powerful presences suddenly arose from afar!