kingnovel Chapter 469 Finding a Way to Break the Formation
Chapter 469 Finding a Way to Break the Formation
Led by Liu Yanran and Shen Nan, the disciples of Shenlei Palace, amidst flashing lightning, formed a battle formation, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
Under the command of several true disciples, the disciples of Jade Void Palace formed a continuous expanse of clear light, displaying a solemn and awe-inspiring Daoist ritual.
Although most of the disciples of Chaoyin Pavilion were female cultivators, not one of them retreated at this moment. Their icy blue spiritual energy intertwined into a net, exuding a chilling aura.
What's even more moving are the spectators from all sides and the disciples from ordinary sects.
They may have their own schemes in ordinary times, and they may feel inferior to the disciples of the Daoist lineage, but at this moment, facing this desperate situation of betraying the Great Xia, colluding with foreign enemies, and wanting to use them all as sacrifices, their courage and backbone were completely ignited.
"Damn it! I've cultivated for decades and I've never seen such shameless bastards! Let's get them!"
"Great Xia cultivators would rather die standing than live on their knees!"
"Fight them!"
Countless rays of spiritual energy shone forth, though they were mixed and varied in strength, they converged into a mighty torrent, merging with the aura of the three Nascent Soul experts.
Like a hundred rivers flowing into the sea, they withstood the terrifying pressure brought by Lin Xuantong and the Shadow Snake Group.
At this moment, there are no distinctions between sects, no differences in cultivation level, only the resolute and tragic determination of all human beings to fight against foreign enemies.
Even among the Taixu Palace disciples who had initially been filled with fervor, many now showed signs of struggle and hesitation.
The roars of their fellow disciples, the ferocity of the external enemies, and Leng Hanyue's words just now struck their minds like heavy hammers.
Yun Chen stood in front of the crowd, looking at the figures behind him who, though fearful, remained upright, and at their eyes burning with anger and determination, a fiery power seemed to surge within his chest.
A century ago, our ancestors built lines of defense with their blood and flesh, driving the invaders out of our land.
Now... these cultivators have once again stood up, united in their hatred of the enemy.
For thousands of years, the essence of the Great Xia bloodline has never changed.
The people of Daxia have never lacked courage.
"Fellow Daoists, Lin Xuantong has betrayed the human race and colluded with the Japanese. His crime deserves to be punished!"
"Today, we are not fighting for our own lives, but for the backbone of the Great Xia cultivation world and for the dignity of the Great Xia cultivators."
Yun Chen took a deep breath and spoke loudly. His voice was not loud, but it clearly carried throughout the entire venue, carrying a strange power of comfort and encouragement.
"Gentlemen, join us in punishing the traitors and vanquishing the foreign enemies!"
These six simple words seemed to carry immense power, instantly igniting everyone's emotions to their peak!
"Slay the traitors! Slay the foreign enemies!"
"Slay the traitors! Slay the foreign enemies!"
The roar, as loud as a mountain and as powerful as a tsunami, shook the surrounding area, even causing the blood-red light shield that enveloped the square to tremble.
The will and killing intent of countless cultivators converged, forming an invisible and immense power that soared into the sky.
Elder Lei, Mu Bingyun, and True Person Yu Shu felt the overwhelming fighting spirit and conviction behind them, and their spirits were lifted.
They exchanged a glance, both seeing a mixture of resolve and a glimmer of hope in each other's eyes.
Lin Xuantong looked at this scene with disdain, and even a mocking smile appeared on his lips.
"Ants gathered together are still ants."
His voice was not loud, but it carried a chilling coldness, clearly suppressing the earth-shattering roar: "Since you are so eager to offer up your blood souls, I will grant your wish."
Without further ado, he stomped his foot and formed an extremely strange and complex hand seal. His spiritual power surged wildly towards the core of the array beneath his feet, and he uttered obscure and ancient incantations.
"boom--!"
A black altar slowly rose in the center of the square.
The dark red light flowed like solid blood, and the twisted runes on it flickered wildly, emanating an evil suction that sent chills down one's spine.
The crimson light shield that enveloped the entire square instantly shrank inward by one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters).
At the edge of the light barrier, dozens of cultivators standing slightly ahead, whether disciples of a Daoist lineage or a sect, didn't even have time to scream before their bodies withered and crumbled instantly, like ice and snow thrown into a raging fire, turning into wisps of pure blood-red energy that were greedily devoured by the altar.
"Back off carefully!"
Elder Lei's eyes widened in fury upon seeing this.
He roared, and the purple lightning dragon roared out, not to attack Lin Xuantong, but to crash into the shrinking blood-red light shield, trying to block it.
"Frozen for thousands of miles!"
Mu Bingyun gently patted her jade hand, and the extremely cold air spread forward like a tide. Wherever it passed, even the air was frozen, and the contraction speed of the blood-red light shield obviously slowed down.
Master Yu Shu swept his whisk, and thousands of clear lights, like sharp swords, slashed at the energy channels connecting the light shield and the altar.
The three leaders went all out, just to give their disciples a chance to survive!
"kill!"
Almost at the same time that the three leaders made their move, Lin Xuantong's cold command also resounded throughout the square.
"Hahaha--!"
The black-clad monks of the Shadow Serpent Group burst into laughter, their figures blending into the surrounding shadows like ghosts.
The next moment, they would mysteriously emerge from the weak points or shadows of the battle formations of the disciples from various factions.
Poisoned kunai, chained scythes, and eerie talismans in their hands poured down on the crowd like a sudden rain of death.
The Taixu Palace elders and disciples who had defected, though struggling, had no choice but to grit their teeth and activate their magical artifacts and spells to attack their former comrades under Lin Xuantong's accumulated power and certain control methods.
"Form the formation! Control the lightning!"
Shen Nan roared, ignoring the reopening of his rib wound, and drew lightning into his longsword, connecting it with the spiritual power of the other Divine Thunder Palace disciples, transforming it into a lightning net that blocked several incoming attacks.
Liu Yanran's figure moved like smoke, her short blade slicing through deadly arcs, specifically targeting the Shadow Serpent Group cultivators who attempted to ambush her. Each flash brought forth a spray of blood.
"Yun Chen!"
Zhao Xiruo was firmly protected behind Yun Chen, her face was ugly, but her expression was unusually calm.
"We must find a way to break the formation, otherwise... we will all die."
The current situation was clearly something that Lin Xuantong and the Japanese had planned long ago.
Although they had long been wary of the Japanese, they never expected Lin Xuantong to be a traitor.
Therefore, the previous preparations are useless in the current situation.
They must find a way to leave this altar as soon as possible, otherwise their life force will be devoured before long.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chen understood. He repelled one of the attacking Japanese cultivators and then immediately sent a telepathic message to Elder Lei.
"Elder Lei, is there any way to break the formation?"
Elder Lei's expression changed upon hearing Yun Chen's telepathic message.
He turned to look in Yun Chen's direction and instantly understood what he meant.
"The only way to break the formation right now is to open the passage to the Meteor Ruins and use its spatial power to tear apart this blood sacrifice formation. However, opening the passage requires a massive amount of spiritual energy. At this moment, we are suppressed by the formation and have to focus on fighting the enemy, so it will probably be difficult for us to gather enough spiritual energy."
Upon hearing this, Yun Chen's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately asked, "Is it possible to force it open as long as there is enough spiritual power?"
“Theoretically, yes, but right now Lin Xuantong will definitely not sit idly by; he will do everything in his power to stop it,” Elder Lei said solemnly.
Upon hearing this, Yun Chen stopped replying and turned to look at Zhao Xiruo beside him.
"Ruoruo, come with me!"
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