Yu Huan's face turned solemn, "No matter how formidable he is, he's still a demon person of the Netherworld Hall."

Wen Zhu looked at Yu Huan and sneered coldly, with undisguised contempt in his eyes. This fool, so eager for achievement, completely underestimated how valuable those versed in array formations were.

As the saying goes, heroes appreciate heroes.

Wen Zhu, seeing Mo Xiao's remarkable skill in array formation, felt a sense of admiration and kinship.

Unfortunately, he belonged to the Netherworld Hall, incorrigibly stubborn.

"Mo Xiao, though you and I belong to different camps, the art of formation transcends factions. How about you and I exchange a few tricks?"

Mo Xiao's gaze slightly darkened, but he only heard Qin Yi's voice transmitted: "Agree to him."

Mo Xiao nodded slightly, "Very well, let me witness your array formation techniques."

Wen Zhu said, "Earlier I set the formation, and you broke it. Now, you set the formation, and I will break it."

Mo Xiao was stunned; he didn't understand array formations at all.

Qin Yi's voice again: "Agree to him."

Mo Xiao looked at Wen Zhu, "Alright."

Yu Huan grew anxious, "City Lord Wen, delay brings change. Wouldn't it be better to capture him now and interrogate him about his array formation skills?"

Wen Zhu was furious, "What do you know? The skill of formations only grows rapidly during exchanges. Interrogation is an insult to a grand master of formations."

Yu Huan's face turned even grimmer.

Wen Zhu frowned, "If you can't wait, you can leave. Come back before dawn to seize him."

Yu Huan was startled, before dawn? What if Mo Xiao escaped? Although he didn't understand formation arts, he knew formations were unpredictable, with ghostly powers.

"Since City Lord Wen is so inclined, we will accompany you."

Wen Zhu snorted coldly, "Then shut up, and don't disturb our sparring."

Yu Huan almost ground his teeth to powder in anger.

After speaking, Wen Zhu no longer paid attention to Yu Huan and looked at Mo Xiao, "Please begin."

Mo Xiao took out several Earth Spirit Stones, scattering them, letting them float around Wen Zhu.

Wen Zhu did not avoid them.

Mo Xiao pretended to start sealing.

Wen Zhu tried hard to discern something, but saw nothing of substance, because Mo Xiao was merely waving his fingers aimlessly, not actually sealing.

In the room, Qin Yi sealed with one hand, flicked his fingers lightly, and several beams of Purple Light shot out, flashing in the air before dissipating.

"Buzz!"

The Earth Spirit Stones vibrated slightly, then burst out with dazzling purple radiance, enveloping several hundred meters around.

Wen Zhu's face changed slightly, as the purple light engulfed, Mo Xiao disappeared before him, as did Yu Huan and the rest.

He immediately recognized it as an Illusion Array.

Yu Huan's face drastically changed; in his eyes, Wen Zhu vanished, and where Wen Zhu had been, stood Mo Xiao, smirking disdainfully at him.

Yu Huan was furious, "Demon of the Netherworld Hall, you can't escape today, yet dare act arrogant."

Mo Xiao sneered and turned to leave.

"Where do you think you're going?" Yu Huan charged up, raising his hand with power sweeping towards Mo Xiao.

Mo Xiao snorted coldly, turned and struck against Yu Huan head-on.

"Boom!"

The forces exploded, storming violently, with Yu Huan coughing up blood and flying backwards, arms brutally lacerated with countless injuries.

Yu Huan's old face changed drastically in fright, how did Mo Xiao suddenly become so formidable? Had he been hiding his true strength all this time?

But Wen Zhu's face was even more somber.

Previously, Mo Xiao, Yu Huan, and others had vanished, yet with just one step, they all reappeared. But what infuriated him was that Mo Xiao had already been taken down by Yu Huan, nearly lifeless.

It wasn't easy to meet someone who knew formations, and Yu Huan dared interrupt their duel.

However, before he could speak, Yu Huan suddenly charged at him.

"Courting death." Wen Zhu was furious.

Yu Huan also roared furiously, "Everyone attack together."

Instantly, shadows interwove, and cultivation surged in the air, battling intensely and shaking the heavens and earth.

Meanwhile, the real Mo Xiao stood bewildered in his original place, not understanding why Wen Zhu and Yu Huan began fighting suddenly.

"Mo Xiao."

Mo Xiao heard the voice, looked over, finding a window opening, with Jing Wuyan calling him.

"Young Master." Mo Xiao hurriedly flew over, entering through the window.

Jing Wuyan looked worried, "How are you, alright?"

Mo Xiao shook his head, "Thank you for the concern, Young Master. I am fine."

He then noticed Qin Yi and Yun Mengyao beside, quickly bowing, "Mo Xiao thanks Young Master Qin for the life-saving grace."

Qin Yi smiled, "You're welcome. I took your young master's money, so I ought to help dispel calamities."

Jing Wuyan eyed the skyward battle, "Brother Qin, what method did you use to actually make them fight each other?"

"It's just an Illusion Array."

Mo Xiao was greatly shocked, finally understanding it was Qin Yi's doing.

Qin Yi stretched lazily, walked over to close the window, "Alright, everyone rest early. Tomorrow morning we head to Haoyue City."

Jing Wuyan asked in surprise, "Brother Qin, since they're fighting, shouldn't we quickly leave?"

"No need to trouble, Yu Huan and others aren't Wen Zhu's match, they'll soon settle the fight. Once they regain consciousness, they'll think Mo Xiao has escaped. Everyone rest; sweet dreams." Qin Yi said while walking to the door, opened it, and left.

"Good night!"

Yun Mengyao waved and also left.

Leaving behind Jing Wuyan and Mo Xiao, both masters and servants utterly bewildered.

"Young Master, talk to Young Master Qin, I think we should leave quickly. If they search the inn, we'll miss the best chance to escape."

Jing Wuyan thought for a moment, "Let's trust Brother Qin."

Mo Xiao was deeply worried; he wasn't concerned about his safety, but if the Sword Sect found Jing Wuyan here, it would indeed be troublesome.

"City Lord Wen, spare me, it's me, it's me..."

Hearing Yu Huan's frantic, panicked voice outside, Jing Wuyan and Mo Xiao exchanged glances, then quietly approached the window, opened a slit, and peeked out.

Yu Huan and others severely injured could not match Wen Zhu's cultivation, with Wen Zhu's palm pressed on Yu Huan's forehead. If not for Yu Huan's sharp scream, his head would have been shattered.

Wen Zhu paused, looked up, but Mo Xiao, who had been nearly lifeless, was gone.

"Where is he?"

Yu Huan, mouth full of blood, utterly bewildered, "Who is City Lord Wen talking about?"

"Who else but Mo Xiao? Yu Huan, even if you're from the Sword Sect, you can't interrupt our duel. Do you know how rare an opportunity it is to spar with a formation master?" Wen Zhu believed Yu Huan had hidden Mo Xiao.

But Yu Huan was completely bewildered, "City Lord Wen, what are you talking about? When did we interrupt your duel? Besides, I was clearly dealing with Mo Xiao just now, how did it become you?"

Wen Zhu suddenly froze, then his eyes flashed, looking around, saw those floating Earth Spirit Stones already turned to dust, "Not good, we've all been trapped by Mo Xiao's formation. The formation just now was an illusion, and we all fell for it."