Knife Back in The Scabbard Chapter 129

This night was full of storms and everything changed in a blink of an eye.

Not long after Lucas Chu left, Duan Heng sat cross-legged on the spot with his eyes on his nose and his nose on his heart. He seemed to be as still as a mountain, but in fact he was paying attention to the movements around him.

For the person who sets up the formation, every blade of grass, every piece of soil, every stone can be a trap. He treated the forest as a chessboard, and he laid out the chess pieces with black pieces first. The stakes of the Soul Burial Palace became the tightly entangled white pieces. One side was in the light, and the other side was in the dark. The stakes became headless flies, unable to find a way out. They walked past Duan Heng several times, with murderous intent, but they did not notice the old Taoist priest who was so close.

But as time went on, these people became more and more impatient, and sweat appeared on Duan Heng's forehead.

Adapting to circumstances is easier said than done. Duan Heng knew that it was impossible for him to trap these desperate criminals for a whole night. He gritted his teeth and was about to change his formation when he suddenly heard a loud noise from the bottom of the cliff, shaking the ground and startling the birds in the forest, making a series of sharp cries.