blenderwars Chapter 214 The Fallen Saint Formation! The Conspiracy Exposed! (8000 Words)
Chapter 214 The Fallen Saint Formation! The Conspiracy Exposed! (8000 Words)
Chapter 214: The Fallen Saint Formation! The Conspiracy is Exposed! (8000 words)
Wang Xiu did not continue to go deeper and turned back.
He found the main army.
"I need to contact the various Saints in the City of Xinhuo!" He got straight to the point and looked at Luo Hongyi, Chu You, and other outstanding individuals.
He knew that these people must have a way to contact the guardians of each family.
"Here!" Luo Hongyi was slightly surprised but didn't ask why. Without hesitation, he took out a jade talisman and handed it to Wang Xiu.
Wang Xiu took it and infused it with his mana. The jade talisman emitted a faint light.
He transmitted the information he had just learned.
Then he waited for a response.
"What happened?" Everyone finally asked, their faces serious.
Wang Xiu briefly explained the situation.
Everyone was shocked.
The Demon Race had ambitious plans and had actually extended their hands into the Holy Realm.
If they succeeded, the calamity of a thousand years ago would likely repeat itself.
Chu You and other outstanding individuals from the Holy Realm became even more nervous. They used various means to contact their ancestors and report this matter, not daring to delay for a moment.
Suddenly, Chu You remembered something and exclaimed, "If that's the case, isn't the depths of the Abyss Battlefield very dangerous right now? The Young Ancestor is still there..."
Everyone was in an uproar.
The core layout of the Demon Race was in the depths of the Abyss Battlefield.
It was a killing formation aimed at exterminating the Saints.
It was undoubtedly extremely dangerous.
Even if Ye Guhong was a generation's outstanding individual, he was still young. How could he escape if he was deeply trapped?
Especially the group of young people from the Tai Xu Grotto-Heaven, their faces turned ugly.
It took Tai Xu Grotto-Heaven countless years to produce someone like Ye Guhong. Was it going to end here?
Just then, the jade talisman in Wang Xiu's hand emitted a light, indicating a response.
He sensed the information and his expression became serious.
"What's wrong?" People were alarmed by his reaction.
"The person has already entered, but we can't contact them now!" Wang Xiu let out a long breath and rubbed his head.
The fake Saint, who pretended to be corrupted, had already entered the depths of the Abyss Battlefield and met with the people from the Demon Race, preparing to carry out his plan.
However, as soon as he entered, he lost contact.
The prepared runes and methods were now all ineffective.
It was clear that the other party had made preparations in advance.
"Quick, let the Saints take action! Take advantage of the fact that the Demon Race hasn't reacted yet and wipe them out in one fell swoop, then everything will be fine!" Huang Yunchong shouted, looking like a complete fool.
"If we do that, we will probably die even faster!" Po Sanlang sneered. "The Demon Race has set up a killing formation for the Saints. They definitely have means specifically targeting the Saints, and most likely, they are trying to lure us..."
"If we take down the Saints in the City of Xinhuo and rush in, we will probably just fulfill their wishes!"
After he finished speaking, everyone looked at him.
Po Sanlang quickly shrunk his neck and said, "Don't mind me, I'm just talking nonsense, you don't have to take it seriously!"
"You make a lot of sense!" Wang Xiu looked at him deeply and said, "Dealing with these Saints is not their true goal! Their goal is to use the essence of these many Saints as a sacrifice to summon the power of the Demon God... to break through the world barrier and allow the powerful beings of the Demon Race to use the Holy Realm as a stepping stone to enter the Ashen Essence World!"
In this way, the essence of those Saints was extremely important to the Demon Race.
It was a crucial source of energy.
Moreover, the means that the Demon Race could currently use in the Holy Realm were definitely limited. Even if they had methods to kill many Saints, the opportunity would not be abundant. There was probably only one chance to make a move.
Otherwise, why would they go through so much trouble and just directly sweep through the Holy Realm?
Therefore, Wang Xiu speculated that it would be the best choice for those Saints not to enter the Void Ancient Road at this time.
The Demon Race would not easily use their final means without waiting for them.
"If that's the case, the depths of the Abyss Battlefield are safer for us than those Saints..." Li Xuanqi's beautiful eyes shone brightly. She was quick-witted and soon realized this point.
The Demon Race has grand ambitions and is highly likely to be unwilling to use excessive force. The final means will definitely be left for those Saints to deal with. What they need to face are the powerful beings in the Holy Realm who have been corrupted by the Demon Race.
"It's not us!" Wang Xiu corrected Li Xuanqi's statement. "Currently, everything is speculation, there is too much uncertainty. If too many people go in, unnecessary casualties are likely to occur!"
Even if everything goes according to their plan.
What they need to face are opponents who are Nascent Soul and Astral Projection cultivators. Most of the geniuses present are simply unable to cope with them, and sending in more people would only be sending them to their deaths.
"Wang Xiu is right, we don't need too many people to go. Just a few of us will do," Li Xuanqi said.
"And you don't need to go either!" Wang Xiu thought it would be best if he went in alone.
"I have to go!" Li Xuanqi was very firm this time.
She spread her arms, and a silver moon appeared behind her, casting a holy and beautiful light that made her look like a Divine Maiden. Her waist was slender, her chest was high, and her curves were extremely captivating.
The sun, moon, and golden wheels revolved around her, radiating divinity and infinite brilliance, revealing an extremely powerful aura.
"I used to be the top of the Gold Core ranking, and the younger generation of the South State respected me... Now that I have reached Nascent Soul, even if I am no longer at the top of the Venerable ranking, my name will be among the top three sooner or later..."
She was extremely confident, radiating divine light. Her jade face shone brightly, extremely captivating. She lightly opened her red lips, "I will go with you, I will never hold you back!"
"And me too!"
Zhang Yuge also stepped forward, thunder flickering all over his body, like a thunder god descending to earth. He took out a stack of talismans from his spatial ring, "I brought these talismans from home. I've only used a few of them. Big brother, I'll go with you. I won't let those bastards off!"
"I'm going too. I have mastered the Sword Scripture and I want to test my skills. I'll use those demons as practice..." Li Zuoyue was full of spirit, and the Heavenly Timing Sword Case opened, with twenty-four flying swords flying out and forming a circle behind her. The sword aura was chilling.
Luo Hongyi crossed his arms, his legs straight and slender, leaning against a stone wall, his chest high, his voice calm, "No need to look at me, my cultivation level is higher than all of you. If you don't go, I will!"
Their attitudes were all resolute, one after another.
Wang Xiu was helpless.
He had no choice but to agree to let them go together.
"If you all go, then I'll go too..." Huang Yunchong wanted to join in the fun, but was stopped by Pu Sanlang.
"Don't join in the fun, do you even know how much you weigh? Are you going to cause trouble for Senior Brother Wang Xiu?"
In the end, the members of the expedition were decided.
Luo Hongyi, Chu You, Li Xuanqi, Zhang Yuge, Li Zuoyue, Xiang Tiange, Zhuge Changsheng, Qin Guangling.
Plus Wang Xiu, a total of nine people.
They were all the cream of the crop among the geniuses, most of them had already killed Nascent Soul cultivators when they were in the Gold Core stage. After breaking through, they condensed seven or eight-colored Nascent Souls, greatly increasing their combat power.
Zhuge Changsheng's formations and Qin Guangling's music would be extremely effective against a larger number of enemies.
Either their cultivation level was very high and their combat power was strong, like Luo Hongyi and Chu You who were both at the Nascent Soul Eighth Layer or above.
Beitang Feng had not yet formed his Infant Formation, so he could only stay behind.
There were also Tianjiao like Sima Yulong who wanted to follow, but they were rejected by Wang Xiu.
Ji Zidian and Jiang Linger were also left behind for the same reason. The two little girls were sulking, hating for the first time that their cultivation progress was so slow.
Of course, Wang Xiu did not take away all the top combat power among the geniuses.
Some people needed to stay here, just in case.
For example, the Saint Child of Qingzhou and the like from the Divine Flame Grotto-Heaven.
After all, the Tai Xu Ancient Road was not safe.
...
Wang Xiu informed the Saint Ancestors and others of their action plan through a jade talisman.
Afterwards, Wang Xiu left a divine soul incarnation outside.
To prevent the jade talisman from becoming ineffective after entering the Abyss Battlefield, he could contact the Saint Ancestors of Xinhuo City at any time.
The Saint Ancestors quickly sent back a message.
- Be cautious!
They set off!
In fact, the purpose of Wang Xiu and his group this time was very simple.
To understand the situation.
To inform the undercover Saint in the Demon Race of the truth and prevent him from being targeted.
As much as possible, cause trouble for the Demon Race.
And if possible, bring Ye Guhong out as well.
They never thought about overthrowing the Demon Race's layout with their own power, that's unrealistic.
In the end, the final outcome depends on the Saints in Xinhuo City.
...
Enter the Abyss Battlefield once again.
Just like before, it's pitch black, with a heavy gray sky. Occasionally, blood-red light flashes in the distance, eerie and terrifying.
Countless creatures perished here in the past.
Death energy has been nourished for countless years.
There are great dangers everywhere.
"Stay away from those void vortexes, getting sucked in is a dead end!" Wang Xiu reminded, his eyes fixed ahead as they hurried along.
Ahead, there were corpses.
A bull-like creature, as big as a mountain, completely blood-red with magma flowing inside its belly, emitting a desolate aura even in death, making people shudder.
This is a very powerful ancient spirit, killed in an extremely brutal manner.
"There were many people who attacked, and their cultivation levels were very high!"
"This ancient spirit is terrifying, but it was targeted by many people and instantly killed, without even a chance to resist!"
"..."
Xiang Tiange and the others approached, observing the corpse and making such judgments.
"It seems that these demon disciples arrived earlier than us..." Wang Xiu narrowed his eyes.
Those demon disciples originally planned to set up an ambush and lay a trap in the Abyss Battlefield, targeting Wang Xiu and the others.
But Wang Xiu caught them off guard and eliminated a portion of them, ruining their plan.
Now, it seems like they have received new orders and are heading straight for the deepest part of the battlefield.
They are not hiding their movements at all, killing any ancient spirits they encounter on the spot.
Simple and crude.
"We need to act faster..." Wang Xiu had a bad feeling because the Demon Race was making new moves.
He didn't know if something unexpected had happened in the deepest part of the battlefield.
He hoped that the undercover Saint hadn't been discovered yet.
Otherwise, it would be a big trouble.
...
The deepest part of the battlefield.
Corpses were everywhere.
The bodies of countless ancient spirits were torn apart, with heads piled up like small mountains, various colors of blood flowing, forming a river.
Ye Guhong stood proudly on the mountain of corpses, holding a divine spear, radiating golden light, like an ancient war god, overlooking all directions.
Powerful ancient spirits constantly attacked from all sides.
Causing this mountain range to tremble violently.
Ye Guhong's fighting spirit soared, swinging his divine spear, golden thunder striking the air, tearing apart the flesh of the ancient spirits.
But the ancient spirits were like a tide, their killing intent inexhaustible, ready to completely engulf him at any moment.
In the high ground of the battlefield, in the void.
Two figures looked on indifferently at this scene.
"Will your method work?" The demonic figure twisted, faintly revealing crimson eyes, its voice hoarse.
"Of course!" Yun Wuxin's expression was indifferent. "In the Holy Realm for thousands of years, there has only been one Ye Guhong! Those people will never let him die, they will intervene sooner or later..."
The demonic figure said, "But it seems like he can still fight and hold on for a long time..."
Yun Wuxin said, "We've waited for thousands of years, does it matter if we wait a little longer? If you intervene and your actions are discovered, it will ruin everything!"
"Heh..."
Mo Ying suddenly chuckled, with a hint of unknown meaning: "I've been waiting for thousands of years. Whether it's me or Lord Demon, we're both getting a little impatient..."
Yun Wuxin remained silent, a wave of unease suddenly surged in his heart.
He looked to the side and saw a pupil-less girl standing next to Mo Ying. He couldn't help but ask, "Who is she?"
Mo Ying replied, "You don't need to know!"
Yun Wuxin frowned, "At a critical moment like this, an unrelated person appears, and I don't have the right to know? We are cooperating, not superior and subordinate..."
Mo Ying suddenly interrupted, "Who do you think will come first?"
Yun Wuxin was taken aback, his face unchanged as he said, "I'm not sure, but most likely it will be the old men from the Tai Xu Grotto-Heaven. They value this treasure seed the most..."
Before he finished speaking, the void trembled and a figure appeared. With white hair and an air of immortality, he exuded an aura of a Daoist.
"It seems you guessed wrong!" Mo Ying said slowly.
"It's actually you?" Yun Wuxin was surprised. The person who came turned out to be Tao Fan.
"I should be the one saying that... Fellow Daoist Yun, as a senior of the Dragon Tiger Grotto-Heaven, with such high prestige, how could you have fallen to become a lackey of the Demon Race?" Tao Fan stared at Yun Wuxin, his face filled with sorrow and disappointment.
"Hmph, what does high prestige matter? Aren't we all endlessly trapped in this cage?" Yun Wuxin sneered, his gaze suspicious. "So, is it just you who came?"
"I alone am enough to deal with you!" Tao Fan remained calm and composed.
"Arrogant!" Yun Wuxin immediately made a move. The chains of the laws around him surged, countless runes filled the sky, transforming into endless divine thunder, instantly piercing through the vast void.
The thunder turned into a domain, enveloping him and Tao Fan, terrifying thunderous explosions, and brilliant lightning engulfed the area.
No movement inside could be captured.
"Why is it just you? Why did you come now? Where are the others?" Yun Wuxin transmitted his divine sense, pretending to be powerful, using the overwhelming thunder to conceal his true intentions.
Everything was different from the plan.
Not only was the number of people wrong, but the timing was also wrong.
It made him uneasy.
"They... will come soon!" Tao Fan's reaction was strange, with no expression on his face. He raised his hand and the runes turned into endless chains, striking the sky, shattering the void with astonishing momentum.
Yun Wuxin's pupils contracted. This attack was real, without any reservation, making him feel a chill in his heart.
Has this old guy gone crazy?
Is he really acting?
Just then...
A voice pierced through the void, imprinting itself in Yun Wuxin's perception.
"Senior, be careful, the plan has been exposed, the person in front of you is a true demon, you have been exposed!"
As soon as these words were spoken, Yun Wuxin's face changed drastically.
He stared at Tao Fan in front of him.
That originally gentle and immortal face indeed carried an unprecedented sense of ruthlessness.
He reacted quickly, instantly exerting all his strength. The endless thunder turned into an abyss of thunder in front of him, blocking the opponent's attack.
Boom!
In an instant, the void collapsed on a large scale.
Silence enveloped the heavens and earth, without a trace of light, everything was swallowed up.
On the ground, countless desolate spirits were swept away by the aftermath of this attack, turning into ashes and scattered all over.
Two figures confronted each other in the void.
"How dare you betray!" Yun Wuxin was furious, his hair flying, countless thunder turned into a sea of thunder, thunderous dragons and pythons churned beneath his feet.
"It is you who has betrayed, Fellow Daoist Yun! I am here to uphold justice!" Tao Fan smiled, still gentle, but it made people's hearts tremble.
"You damn traitor! Can you justify yourself to the ancestors of your Shu Mountain Immortal Gate?" Yun Wuxin's body trembled with anger.
"For the sake of your own sense of justice, and for my freedom, it has nothing to do with anything else. We are both not wrong..." Tao Fan was very indifferent, as if he had thought through everything.
"If I remember correctly, you voluntarily entered the Holy Realm and became a guardian!" Yun Wuxin stared at him and said.
"Yes!"
Tao Fan does not deny it, his gaze is deep, and his body is filled with swirling runes: "But now I regret it! When I was young, I didn't understand. I thought as long as I contributed to the human race, I wouldn't be afraid of death!"
"But later I realized that there is something in this world that is even more terrifying than death!"
"That thing is to live, to live without hope..."
"Is this your reason for betraying the human race?" Yun Wuxin sneered.
"How could I betray the human race?" Tao Fan smiled, "Everyone will soon know that I am the guardian of justice. I have plenty of evidence that you betrayed the human race!"
"Don't waste time talking to him, take him down first and prepare to activate the Fallen Saint Formation..."
In the distance, the demonic shadow spoke, urging for a quick battle.
Tao Fan stopped talking, his mana surged, and he seemed to transform into a world, exerting immense pressure to suppress Yun Wuxin on the spot.
"Do you think you can kill me?" Yun Wuxin erupted with astonishing momentum, a surge of thunderous waves, transforming into countless thunder dragons, tearing through the heavens and earth, not inferior in the slightest.
"Your cultivation is inferior to mine, let alone now?"
Tao Fan was very confident, a demonic pattern suddenly appeared on his forehead, like a vertical eye, slowly opening.
Boom!
In an instant, demonic energy surged, transforming into an ancient country, the phantom of the ancient Rakshasa Demon Country descended upon this void.
Tao Fan's aura skyrocketed, like an invincible demon god.
With a flip of his palm, the entire void collapsed, countless thunder dragons instantly disintegrated.
Yun Wuxin's pupils contracted, he opened his mouth and spat out a golden snake spear, emitting divine light, surging thunder and lightning, transforming into golden mountains, bombarding the phantom of the ancient country.
The heavens and earth shook, the stars lost their radiance.
On the ground, countless mountains shattered, countless desolate spirits were swept away by the aftermath, turning into dust, leaving only a faint spiritual essence dissipating.
The strength of the two Saints was extremely terrifying.
The power of the Dragon Tiger Saint's thunder technique was even more astonishing.
But the demonic pattern on Tao Fan's forehead obviously had an extraordinary origin, greatly enhancing his strength, ultimately suppressing Yun Wuxin more and more.
"Accept your fate, stop struggling!"
Tao Fan boasted, his hair wild, no longer the gentle appearance from before, bursting with demonic light, his heart had already fallen into darkness, his saintly heart had long collapsed.
The terrifying demonic country surged, crushing the void, suppressing downwards.
Yun Wuxin's face turned pale.
He couldn't resist this attack.
Just at this moment.
A chanting sound erupted from the ground below.
"Do not be arrogant, Emperor Realm, celebrate the success of Jade's true form.
Now, the ninety-eight transformations are hidden, the saintly power is felt, boundless imperial virtue, praying to the Innate Human Emperor, the ancestral emperor of the human race, appear now
- Suppress the demons!"
The chanting sound was like a tidal wave, rolling and approaching, resounding through the void.
As if an ancient god was whispering in one's ear.
"This is... the Human Sovereign's seal?"
The demonic shadow was greatly shocked, filled with incomparable fear, looking down in horror.
In an instant.
The entire land was covered in golden light, endless mysterious light gathered on a figure.
It was Ye Guhong!
His face was pale, devoid of color, as if this short incantation had exhausted all his vitality, he could collapse at any moment.
But his eyes were bright.
Majestic golden light condensed behind him, transforming into a completely transcendent emperor's shadow.
The golden light swept across the sky like a vast ocean.
For a moment, the surging demonic energy retreated like encountering a natural enemy.
Tao Fan's face changed even more, that Dao Emperor's shadow seemed to hold the fate of the heavens, as if with a single glance, he could determine life and death.
"Human Sovereign Seal, hasn't it been lost for a long time? Why would he..."
Under the golden radiance of the Dao Emperor's shadow, the demonic pattern on Tao Fan's forehead dimmed at an astonishing speed, and the demonic energy was suppressed.
His aura was no longer invincible.
The power of this attack also instantly withered, caught by Yun Wuxin.
"Well done..."
Yun Wuxin was excited and was about to take advantage of his weakness to launch an attack.
But he found that the Emperor's shadow had disappeared, and Ye Guhong collapsed pale on the ground, obviously unable to continue.
"Cough..."
Ye Guhong gasped for breath, a helpless expression on his face. "My cultivation is still not enough!"
He had only used the seal for less than two breaths, suppressing the demonic energy on Tao Fan for less than a breath.
His entire body's spiritual power had been drained.
If it weren't for the surrounding desolate spirits, which had already been swept away by the aftermath of the battle between the two saints, he would have been in danger.
However, the demonic shadow had set its sights on him.
"Kill him!" The demonic shadow roared, and a large number of figures rushed out from the darkness, they were demonic disciples, with more than twenty Astral Projection experts and hundreds of Nascent Soul cultivators, surrounding Ye Guhong.
"The Human Sovereign Seal must not have successors in this world..." He was hysterical, and his distorted spiritual light was filled with fear and dread.
As if remembering something incredibly terrifying.
Just at this moment.
Dozens of golden figures appeared in front of Ye Guhong, emitting golden light all over their bodies. Some held bone clubs, some held golden dragon spears, spewing divine flames, blocking the demonic disciples.
"Young Ancestor!"
Chu Youluo landed and checked Ye Guhong's injuries, feeding him pills.
"Why are you here?" Ye Guhong frowned.
"Not only me, Senior Brother Wang Xiu and the others are here too!" Chu Youluo hurriedly said.
"Wang Xiu?" Upon hearing this name, Ye Guhong suddenly raised his head and looked ahead.
Dressed in white.
Standing proudly in front of countless demonic disciples.
Radiating divine light, surrounded by rosy clouds, like a divine being, standing firm against the demonic tide.
Although his face looked young, he seemed like a young Supreme.
His elegance was world-shaking.
"It's you!" The demonic shadow exclaimed, instinctual fear appearing in his eyes.
"Last time you escaped... this time, you won't get away!" Wang Xiu's gaze was sharp, runes covered his body, emitting divine brilliance, his hair fluttering like a deity.
"Arrogant!" The demonic shadow's voice was icy cold. "You came just in time, today... neither of you will escape! Kill!"
At his command, numerous demonic disciples rushed forward.
Countless spells struck the sky, causing chaos in this mountain range, shaking violently.
"Zhuge brother, set up the formation!"
Wang Xiu's words were powerful and resolute. After speaking, he charged forward, intending to disrupt the formation of the demonic disciples to prevent them from surrounding him.
He activated the Desolate Ancient Heaven Fighting Scripture to the extreme.
His physical body was nearly thirty feet tall, covered in golden light, his blood and qi were like dragons, every punch he threw could kill several Venerables.
He was like an ancient fierce beast.
This area was in chaos.
The group of Astral Projection stage demonic disciples were furious, but they didn't dare to use all their means, afraid of hurting their own people.
They could only fight with Wang Xiu.
But Wang Xiu had no scruples, every move he made was full force, his armor integrated with his body, countless runes, divine light shining, every strike could shake the heavens and earth.
Thirty-six puppets followed Wang Xiu, protecting him.
His physical body was tough enough to withstand a lot of damage for Wang Xiu.
The divine flames spewed by the golden dragon were enough to make Nascent Soul Venerables fear, and even Astral Projection experts had to be cautious.
Wang Xiu was not satisfied and added fuel to the fire. With a hand gesture, he released the [Flame of the Candle], a divine fire that burned everything in its path. Once it was touched, it was difficult to extinguish. With the help of those Venerable-level disciples, the surroundings turned into a sea of fire.
At that moment, the powerful Astral Projection stage experts hesitated to take action, feeling restricted and frustrated.
Wang Xiu, however, was like a war god. The Shura Heaven Annihilation Sword appeared, and with a swing of the holy sword, it transformed into a Shura Blood Sea, devouring everything in its path. In an instant, the demonic energy surged, and corpses covered the ground.
"Damn! Junior Brother Wang Xiu is so powerful!"
Li Zuoyue was stunned. The Twenty-Four Swords were already unsheathed, but he forgot to attack and stood still.
He was not the only one. Li Xuanqi, Zhang Yuge, and other outstanding talents were also amazed.
They all knew that Wang Xiu had just reached the Nascent Soul stage, yet he was able to kill Venerable-level disciples with ease, cutting through them like chopping vegetables. Even the Astral Projection stage experts couldn't withstand his attacks.
Is he really invincible? Could it really be him?
Ye Guhong looked at Wang Xiu's figure, recalling something, deeply moved. He struggled to sit up but couldn't due to exhaustion.
To be able to kill opponents of the same level as if slaughtering chickens and dogs, to easily defeat enemies of higher cultivation levels. In his impression, there was only one person.
Clang!
The sound of a qin (Chinese musical instrument) resonated.
It was soul-stirring and passionate.
Qin Guangling held the qin and played a magnificent song of battles and rivers.
In an instant, everyone's fighting spirit soared, and their mana surged.
Their combat power increased again and again.
"Attack!" Li Xuanqi was the first to react. With graceful movements, a silver moon appeared behind her, pure and holy, like the goddess of the moon, standing gracefully.
The sun and moon golden wheels emitted divine light, sweeping through the void.
Sharp divine radiance struck, instantly filling the sky with runes and unparalleled sharpness.
Many Venerable-level disciples retreated, and anyone who touched the divine radiance died instantly.
Even the Almighty-level experts in the Astral Projection stage had to avoid its sharpness.
Shu Mountain Saintess, Innate Primordial Origin Sacred Body, lived up to her reputation.
"Charge! Don't embarrass Junior Brother!"
Li Zuoyue also became excited. The Twenty-Four Swords were unsheathed, their sharpness unmatched, transforming into countless sword shadows.
In an instant, the world underwent changes. Sometimes it snowed, sometimes the sword light turned into scorching sun, causing the demonic disciples to howl in agony. Sometimes it turned into autumn wind, with a chilling killing intent, killing without shedding blood.
Li Zuoyue, who had mastered the Heavenly Time Sword Sutra, was enough to compete for one of the top positions among all the outstanding talents in the South State.
Xiang Tiange refused to be outdone. He directly discarded his heavy armor and dropped his halberd. His body swelled, blood and qi surged, transforming into nine dragons and two tigers, charging into the battlefield to kill the enemy.
"Formation!"
Zhuge Changsheng shouted, placing the jade flute near his mouth and blowing it. Runes filled the sky, enveloping the surrounding space.
A grand formation quietly rose.
In an instant, the mountains crumbled, magma erupted, floods surged, thunder roared, and the scorching sun burned the sky...
It was precisely the renowned masterpiece of the Zhuge family - the Eight Formation Diagram of Mountains and Rivers!
Under the blessing of the formation, Wang Xiu and the others became even more determined.
Meanwhile, the demonic disciples found their living space squeezed again. Although they still had the numerical advantage, they were clearly being suppressed.
"Damn it, a bunch of useless people..."
In the sky, the demonic figure was furious, jumping up and down in anger.
The situation was gradually getting out of control.
He never expected that this earth-shattering layout would be messed up by a group of little guys.
"Tao Fan, don't waste time with him, use that thing!"
Upon hearing this, Tao Fan, who was engaged in a fierce battle with Yun Wuxin, suddenly stopped his movement, his eyes filled with resentment. "It's because of you that I have to use this thing... It was never meant to be used on you..."
He flipped his wrist.
A purple ancient ocarina appeared, very old, about the size of a palm.
The entire body was covered with mottled patterns, ancient runes emerged one by one, emitting a terrifying aura.
He activated it with his mana.
The ancient ocarina immediately swelled up, covering the sky, dark clouds rolled, as if it could turn this world into a demonic land.
This was an extremely powerful demonic weapon. The Demon Race had spent unimaginable effort to bring it in.
It could instantly devour all the essence and spirit of a strong individual, turning them into a demonic cocoon.
It had limited uses.
Originally, it was intended to be used on the remaining Saints who posed the greatest threat, but now the plan had changed, and they needed to quickly deal with the troublesome person in front of them.
Yun Wuxin's face changed.
He felt an unprecedented crisis.
The ancient ocarina enveloped him, a terrifying suction force erupted, devouring everything from flesh, to mana, to runes, to divine soul...
Everything seemed to be directly swallowed up, impossible to resist.
Just at this moment, a dragon scale suddenly appeared in front of Yun Wuxin, continuously growing larger, emitting an unimaginable divine light, transforming into a towering divine dragon shadow, blocking the attack of the ancient ocarina.
Roar!
The dragon's roar shook the heavens, dispersing the demonic aura.
It rolled back.
"What?" The demonic shadow was shocked, never expecting this to happen.
What was that thing just now?
It could actually withstand the destruction of the God-Extinguishing Ocarina!
And it seemed to have a strong restraint against the Demon Race.
Where did these little brats come from with so many divine objects and methods that didn't belong to their level?
Crack!
The dragon scale blocked the attack, then fell directly and returned to Wang Xiu's hand.
It became extremely dim, the runes faded.
It would be difficult to activate it again in a short period of time.
Wang Xiu sighed inwardly, fortunately, it didn't cause any major damage, otherwise he would be heartbroken.
Yun Wuxin descended and looked deeply at Wang Xiu.
His gaze was extremely complicated.
"Elder, are you alright?" Wang Xiu asked with concern.
Yun Wuxin snapped out of his thoughts and shook his head.
Wang Xiu quickly transmitted a divine thought to Yun Wuxin.
There were too many crucial pieces of information.
It would be too troublesome to explain in words.
In an instant, Yun Wuxin understood the cause and effect, showing a look of realization, then his expression became serious. "It was right for them not to come in. In this area, there is a formation called the Fallen Saint Array..."
"It is formed by twelve ancient demon bones as the core, capable of severing the connection between Saint Manifestation experts and the laws of heaven and earth, specifically targeting Saints!"
"When I received the information, it was already impossible to transmit it out."
"If they all fell into it, it would be troublesome!"
(End of this chapter)