Bonus 2 Part 2

Among the demon clans, the best at battlefield formations were the Nightmare demons. Before the human and witch clans joined forces to create protective barriers, they were most afraid of encountering the Nightmare demonic beasts on the battlefield. A Nightmare clan member who was skilled in formations could trap an entire army of human soldiers.

Even if they broke free, the remains of the battlefield would linger for years like landmines, requiring a human formation expert to specially seal and handle them.

After thousands of years, perhaps due to geological changes or the unknowing construction of later generations, the seal of the human race had been broken.

The excavator digging the foundation had completely broken it with one shovel.

However, the things left behind by the Nightmare clan were still there.

Recently, the resurgence of the Chiyuan had injected new power into the formation in the ruins, causing it to "come alive" again.

Xiao Zheng was stunned after hearing this. "Can a formation relic be preserved for thousands of years?"

"It's not an ordinary demon formation," Sheng Lingyuan said, without greeting anyone.

He walked into the ruins alone, and his figure was quickly swallowed by the thick fog.

Only the bird feathers tied to his hair shone slightly, emitting a flame-colored light that was not dazzling but had strong penetrability. It easily penetrated the thick fog, like a guiding fog lamp.

"If I remember correctly..."

Xuan Ji hurried to catch up, "Hey, wait, slow down!"

Xiao Zheng immediately called out to the search and rescue team, "Bring the park map and follow me!"

Outside the amusement park, there was clearly a commotion from the field agents and onlookers, but as soon as they entered, there was complete silence, making their skin crawl.

One of the search and rescue team members checked their equipment, "No signal on the phone, and the energy detector isn't responding."

"That's strange, but we were able to reach Old Wang on the phone," Xiao Zheng said,

"Our communication tools are working fine, and we can even track their location from outside. But they're not answering the phone, and the communication device isn't responding. The people who went in to find them are now trapped inside."

"This formation is not a high school exam site, it doesn't have signal blocking function," Xuan Ji said. "But once you enter, your five senses no longer belong to you, you can't hear the outside sounds - speaking of which, Lingyuan, the aura in this Nightmare clan's remnant formation is so familiar."

Sheng Lingyuan looked at him helplessly.

"Have I been here before?" Xuan Ji tried to recall. "What was this place before in the Yong'an South City area..."

"Jiaoyang City, north of the Water Cloud Bridge, have you forgotten?"

Xuan Ji was first stunned, then suddenly realized: "I remember now! It was the time when I came back from the Northern Plains, right?"

At that time, the Emperor of Humanity had just ascended to the throne, and the Heavenly Demon Sword had only recently been able to separate from him.

The Sword Spirit found everything fresh and was not yet accustomed to the world outside. He didn't even know how to read a map.

During that time, Sheng Lingyuan took him wherever he went, and he was confused about his own location and the route he was taking.

Adding to the confusion was the difference in geography between ancient and modern times, so he couldn't react for a while.

Xiao Zheng hesitated for a moment and asked, "Is it the Battle of the Water Cloud Bridge?"

"You know about it too?" Xuan Ji was a little surprised. "I remember this knowledge point is quite obscure. You really live up to your reputation as an old cadre who doesn't play with his phone and reads books during meals, young master!"

The knowledge about the "Battle of the Water Cloud Bridge" is indeed limited, as it is only briefly mentioned in historical records with just one sentence buried among a series of straightforward battle reports.

It states that rebels attempted to assassinate Emperor Wu at the Water Cloud Bridge, and after a three-day standoff, reinforcements arrived and the rebels were defeated.

Despite its small scale, the significance of this battle remains unknown after all these years because historical records do not specify that the rebels were of the demon race and the reinforcements were the witch people.

For the first time, the witch people participated in the war and successfully killed the leader and two elders of the Nightmare beast clan, causing the downfall of the Nightmare clan.

Afterwards, the witch people joined forces with the humans to create the "Windproof Stone," which eliminated the advantage of the demon clan in military formation. Although there was still a huge gap in individual combat ability between the humans and demons, with the assistance of formations and talismans, the humans were no longer powerless on the battlefield and the endless struggle finally saw a glimmer of hope.

That year, the missing heir of the human race returned and declared himself emperor. The Dongchuan witch clan boldly chose their side, causing a stir throughout the world. The scattered human clans, like finding a lighthouse, came rushing in, even the Northern people who had been hiding in the glaciers for years sent troops to join.

The demon race was shocked, and set up an ambush on the road from the Northern Territory to the Central Plains. The demon clan's top experts gathered, and even their leader personally came, determined to take his life.

Sheng Lingyuan was trapped in the demon formation for three whole days.

Xuan Ji was momentarily stunned - this was also the first true participation of the Heavenly Demon Sword in battle.

"It's okay," Sheng Lingyuan said, "it's been many years, and the killing intent has been smoothed out. Maybe the seal was too shoddy and was accidentally broken. Once we find the breach, I'll patch it up again - where did they say they were doing construction just now?"

"South Half Park," said Xiao Zheng quickly. "I think Old Wang and the others are located near the construction site."

Sheng Lingyuan murmured something under his breath, and suddenly a sharp whirlwind appeared in his palm, splitting open a gap in the surrounding white mist and revealing the path through the amusement park.

"Don't be afraid, lead the way," the emperor nodded at Xiao Zheng, then casually asked, "By the way, what is an 'Escape Room'?"

When it came to playing games, Xuan Ji, who couldn't find his way around in serious matters, became an expert and explained all the escape rooms he had played in a flurry.

"When it's built, I'll take you to play - oh, what was the theme again?"

"It hasn't been promoted yet," someone next to him answered, "but it should be a horror theme."

"What?"

"That's right, the advertisement for the South Half Park is 'Creating the First Screaming Zone in Asia'," a colleague said.

"They bought a lot of classic suspense and horror IPs, it's a huge haunted house. I even came here during the trial operation in October."

Xuan Ji: "..."

It was a Nightmare formation in the midst of a group of haunted houses.

"We're only fifty meters away," at this moment, Yan Qiushan, who was leading the way, suddenly tilted his ear.

"Huh...what's that sound?"

A chilly breeze blew through, blowing the mist onto everyone's faces.

Faintly, a strange laughter could be heard in the wind.

"I don't know if it's the first screaming zone in Asia," Xuan Ji said dryly, "but Wang Ze is definitely the unluckiest black carp in Asia."