Chapter 401 Unlocking The Trapping Formation


    On the vast virtual live disy suspended in the air, the members of the Shadow Hunter Association observed the giant and Alexander as they halted at the outskirts of the Heaven Trapping Array Formation, overhearing their conversation. Given the giant''s seemingly meager power, they anticipated that he would retract, fearing for his life. To their astonishment, the giant audaciously epted the trial.


    "What a disy of false bravado," scoffed Jagoi, holding the fifth rank.


    "I concur," added Pickrum, ranking eighth among thedies. "Unless he ns on spending several centuries consolidating his strength, he stands little chance of passing the Trapping Trial."


    "Look, Alexander is about to activate the formation. My bet is he''ll unlock no more than a Thousand Steps Foot Lock," Drax, ranking sixth, spected.


    "Nay, that''s excessive for one of his caliber in the Purple Rank realm," Rasmita, the ninth-ranked member, interjected. ording to the organization''s grading system, they categorized strength levels in ascending order as Green (weakest) < Blue < Purple < Yellow < Red < Silver < Gold < tinum < White < ck Rank (ultimate).


    She continued, "If Alexander still possesses some semnce of reason within his peculiar mind, he''ll probably unleash no more than Six Hundred Steps Foot Lock." However, her assumptions were quickly proven wrong when they witnessed Alexander channeling his energy to activate his movement technique, leaving her momentarily speechless. The others shared her sense of awe.


    Breaking the silence, Olivia''s mellifluous voice rang out, thawing the ice of surprise. "Considering his degree of maniption, it seems Alexander intends to employ the Wind Gliding Movement Technique to its fullest extent. The ssic Pathfinder Alex, what could be his intention?"


    Subsequently, they witnessed Alexander''s form flickering, multiplying into ten thousand lotus-shaped copies. "This Alex is utterly unhinged. Should we intervene to halt this madness?" Jagoi eximed.


    "I''ve always suspected he harbored some bizarre fascination with a sadistic worldview. But unlocking Ten Thousand Steps Foot Lock? That''s a sheer absurdity," spat Rogger, ranking seventh.


    In the following scene, Alexander materialized inside the hall. "This madman has truly pushed the Trapping Formation to its highest capacity," they murmured in astonishment. Most of them questioned Alexander''s decision to unlock all ten thousand steps of the Foot Lock. However, Alexander paid them no heed, upying the tenth throne. His gaze lingered intriguingly on the first throne for a moment before shifting to the screen.


    Unbeknownst to the others, the instant Alexander activated the Wind Gliding Movement Technique, a pair of cyan eyes materialized just above the vacant First Throne. This urrence coincided with Damien briefly opening his Third Vertical Eye for a fraction of a second.


    As if taken aback, Olivia, the third-rankeddy, and Luther, the second-ranked member, cast nces toward the solitary pair of cyan eyes hovering above the First Throne. Yet, they remained silent, their intrigue piqued by this enigmatic development.


    "Oh, he appears to be meditating or something," Pickrummented brusquely, averting her gaze.


    Initially, they watched Damien with keen interest, but after two hours of waiting, their curiosity waned, and their attention turned to the pair of Cyan Eyes, now belonging to Luther and Olivia Quinelly.


    Meanwhile, beyond the Heaven Trapping Array Formation''s boundary, Damien rose from his meditative posture, generating a pair of formidable lightning bolts that crackled with a spectrum of colors—shifting from white to ck, purple, green, and back to white in a mesmerizing cycle. He then executed a series of intricate hand seals and muttered, "Fusion Ninja Lightning Step, activate!" In an instant, his form blurred and surged forward. The thunderous p of the lightning spread like roots, and suddenly, there were ten thousand lightning clones of Damien, each stepping into a precise position. Under his masterful control, they replicated his movements with exacting precision. "Lightning Return!" hemanded, and as if obeying his will, all the clones exploded, converging into a thick torrent of lightning bolts that shot toward the original Damien, who stood at the far end.


    As the potent lightning beam merged into his body, Damien harnessed its momentum to add the necessary force, vanishing from the ind.


    Back in the cavernous hall within the superstructure, everyone present was astounded by Damien''s astonishing disy of power.


    "To unlock the Ten Thousand Steps Foot Lock with the power of a Purple Rank, this Giant is quite remarkable," Ruthe was the first to voice her admiration. "Since he upies the twelfth position, just behind me, it only makes sense that I oversee the final phase of the trial." To earn membership in the Shadow Hunter Association, one had to pass two trials set by two current members, and Damien had one more trial awaiting him.


    "Keep dreaming, I should be the one to test him this time," Rashmimita argued.


    "No, allow me. Leave him in my capable hands," Jagoi interjected. The hall erupted in a heated debate as they jockeyed for the privilege of conducting the final trial. Even Luther and Olivia joined the fray. After they announced their decisions, others reluctantly conceded, leaving the verbal duel between them to persist.


    "Brother Luther, please, grant me this opportunity. Next time, I''ll let you take the lead. Additionally, I''ll permit you a full day of ess to my library," Olivia Quinelly sweetly suggested.


    "Hmm, as much as I would cherish the opportunity to spend a day in your library, talents like him don''t often fall from the sky. So, I''ll conduct the final trial instead," Luther, the second-ranking member, firmly declined her offer. Given their ranks, his decision would ultimately hold sway. However, just as he was poised tomence the trial, a melodious voice resonated, "He''s mine." It was none other than the voice connected to the pair of cyan eyes that had hovered above the first throne.


    The eyes vanished, and simultaneously, Damien reappeared within a colossal hall. The walls seemed imposing, and the ceiling resembled an infinite expanse of twinkling stars. The floor appeared to be crafted from an advanced, unfamiliar form of concrete, an intriguing sight for Damien. Employing his Devil Ocr Eye Technique, his eyes radiated a golden hue as he scanned his surroundings. "I know you''re here. Reveal yourself!" he dered, his voice resolute.