Reincarnation Of The Strongest Spirit Master

"As if you can stop me!" William evilly laughed, while his sense was cautiously following the masters around.

The entire situation felt off. These masters came prepared, knew what to do to get in here, capture his friends and guild members, and awaited him.

And they knew his technique and fighting style, something that only the close friends and regular guild members fighting alongside him would know.

"You think you can outrun my guards? Let's see…" while he was busy jumping and pushing forward, the voice of that lady echoed in his mind.

It was spirit telepathy, and that told him she was very confident about these masters' ability to stop him.

"Bring it on!" yet he never flinched, accepted the challenge and welcomed it head on. As he expected the masters to come at him with something new, they all suddenly retreated.

"This…" in front of him, the masters drew a distance of a few kilometres before they finally stopped. Each and every one of them stood in their places motionless, closing their eyes, and holding a flagpole in their hands.

The flagpoles held red triangular flags. There was a turtle drawn on them. And the moment they were taken out, a weird surge of power emanated from these masters.

"A sealing spirit formation?!! How come such advanced formations appear in this world?!!!" William instantly recognised the formation and knew what would happen next.

"Impressive! To know our clan's secret weapon by a single look, very impressive. However… There is no point in trying to get away now, hahaha," the lady laughed shortly, shaking her head as if William's fate was sealed.

"This formation seals my movement indeed," William didn't show the look that the lady imagined. Instead of feeling puzzled, or fear, he simply crossed his arms as if he ruled everything.

"Are you trying to act tough? Hmph, let's see how you'll keep that silly smile on your face in the end," her voice echoed again in his head. And yet, he kept his calm.

His eyes were moving right and left, while in his mind he kept tracking the movement of the masters around. "You heard the lady, we'll get him alive, but with missing limb and few teeth," one of them laughed, and then everyone moved.

They walked in slow motion, step by step, as if they were acting slow. Yet William knew this was all thanks to the sealing formation he was in. If anything, it could even twist and pressure the spirit sense, making it miss the speed things were happening with.

In fact, these masters were normally walking. So, William ignored what his eyes and spirit sense were sending to his brain and kept counting silently in his mind.

"Ten… Nine… Two… One… Now!" The moment he finished the countdown, he started to act.

"Too late!" one of the masters evilly smirked when he saw what William was trying to do. Yet what William took out made all of them puzzled.

"Get them for me!" William waved, and his body seemed as if it was frozen in place. And yet what he took out was his flying weapons.

He got a large number of these weapons. So, when he'd take them out, they'd scatter around him for tens of metres distance. What he was counting actually was to determine the remaining distance these masters were away from him. And that to make his weapons appear outside the reign of the sealing formation.

This formation wasn't simple at all. It might look as if the flagpoles were controlling it. And yet what was really controlling it was the masters themselves. The poles acted as points of relaying spirit power between masters, to synchronise and unite the different spirit power emitted from them.

The formation worked by suppressing everything under its cover, including spirit sense and even time. There was no way out of it. Even using techniques would take much longer time to execute and would take way longer to arrive to hit the target.

By then the ones controlling the formation would shift their positions and evade any incoming attack. Or even use a defensive array on top of the formation.

The only weakness of this formation was that it reacted only to a moving target. Normally when someone got entrapped inside, he'd try his best to get out or attack. And yet that'd end up with him falling deeper into the enemy's trap.

Unlike that, William stood motionless in his place, and waited for his moment to act.

William had one way to get out of this situation, which was by using his thousands of flying weapons. He lost many already, but he got enough to stumble and attack a few of those masters.

"Damn!"

"Don't lose your positions!"

"Stay focused!"

"Rotate!"

Many shouts came, but it was too late to stop William's weapons. It wasn't enough to kill or severely harm any of these masters, but William only needed to distract them.

And the moment he felt they got distracted, William dashed forward. If it was before, they'd have controlled the formation and slowed down his movement. But now they were blocking the weapons and couldn't stop him in time.

One dash was all he needed, and then he activated his Holy Sword technique. It was over the moment the technique linked.

"Got out, hahaha," William didn't stop for a single moment further the moment he went out of the formation area. He kept dashing forward, while the masters around pushed forward, trying to catch him.

This time he didn't hold back or play with them. He didn't just run but kept dashing forward one jump after another. They were fast, but he still kept his distance thanks to his initial push ahead of all of them.

He already recalled his flying weapons, as they lost their value for now. He wasn't that far off from that mysterious lady, and so he managed to get to her in less than five minutes.