Chapter 40: Formation Battle against a True Disciple
“Formation, rise!”
Above [Skull Mountain Market], the restored [Hundred-Bones Restoration Grand Formation] rumbled as it rotated, instantly startling Wu Zhichong and Duanmu Yuan causing them to retreat.
Seizing this opening, Lu Yuanchun transformed into blood light and sped past.
The Formation Patterns outside the grand formation parted in response, allowing Lu Yuanchun to pass through. Immediately after, they closed up again. The movement was so fast it didn’t give outsiders even a slight opportunity to exploit.
“Many thanks to Brother Lu for the assistance…”
Landing within the formation, the blood light dissipated, revealing Lu Yuanchun’s sorry state. His deathly pale face still held a trace of panic and uncertainty.
“Brother Lu is actually a Formation Master.”
If not a Formation Master, how could he reorganize the formation and resolve the originally fatal crisis?
“Senior Brother mocks me— I barely reach a Ninth Grade.” Lu Yang smiled faintly. “Only after studying for several days was I able to slightly display the power of this grand formation.”
Lu Yang spoke simply, but Lu Yuanchun’s face was full of solemnity.
Among the Hundred Arts of Cultivation, the Dao of Formations ranks first.
A Late Stage Qi Refining cultivator and a Late Stage Qi Refining Formation Master—the value of the two cannot be mentioned in the same breath. The latter can almost be regarded as equivalent to the Perfection of Qi Refining!
“Having said that, Senior Brother Lu’s harvest this time is not small.”
Lu Yang looked at Lu Yuanchun with a faint smile. Under his gaze, the expression on Lu Yuanchun’s face gradually stiffened, and cold sweat immediately trickled down.
However, in the next second, he regained his composure.
“Brother Lu, I have kept the ‘[Mystic Yin Sacred Jade]’ for you for a long time. Today, it should be returned to its original owner!”
After speaking, Lu Yuanchun directly took out a small box and opened the lid. Inside lay a white jade stone with seven apertures, resembling a human form.
As the saying goes, a wise man submits to circumstances.
Lu Yuanchun was an old disciple of the Saint Sect. He naturally understood that if he didn’t hand over the precious jade now, he would be sacrificed on the front lines of the Righteous-Demonic battlefield later.
Moreover, the Divine Martial Sect had mobilized a Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator. Escaping alive was no longer possible, so Lu Yuanchun stopped harboring illusions. Rather than keeping the treasure, it was better to hand it over publicly. On one hand, it counted as spending wealth to avoid disaster; on the other hand, it could shift the attention of the Divine Martial Sect and others onto Lu Yang.
“[Mystic Yin Sacred Jade]…”
Lu Yang nodded with satisfaction upon seeing this. Then he put the small box into his storage bag, turned around, and looked calmly at the figure that had suddenly appeared outside the market.
It was a handsome young man wielding a spear.
He wore a crown and was clad in scale armor. The long spear in his hand was inscribed with dragon patterns. Rather than a cultivator, he looked more like a general from the mortal world.
“Ninth Grade Formation Master?”
The young man’s gaze was sharp as a knife, as if it could dissect the obstructions of the grand formation and see directly at Lu Yang who was presiding over the formation. “I didn’t expect such an unforeseen variable.”
At the same time, ‘Divine Fist’ Wu Zhichong and ‘Daoist Mountain-Mover’ Duanmu Yuan also gathered around, each bowing respectfully to the spear-wielding young man. “Senior Brother Ouyang, we were ineffective in handling matters and disappointed Senior Brother.”
“No matter.”
Ouyang Haoze shook his head, his expression gentle. “Demons are cunning. It is normal for two Junior Brothers to have oversights. Making up for mistakes with future merits will suffice.”
After speaking, he looked at [Skull Mountain Market] again, killing intent brewing in his eyes.
“Our Sect has planned for many years and cannot tolerate the slightest accident. If possible, it’s better to remove the nails left here by the Demonic Sect first to minimizing the variables.”
In the next second, Ouyang Haoze’s figure flashed, and the aura of Qi Refining Great Perfection was completely released. In an instant, a pure Essence Qi rose straight up while manifesting earth-shaking killing cries with countless armored soldiers seemingly arrayed behind him, bolstering his spirit.
“Break for me!”
The sound of thunder rolled through the sky and blasted directly into [Skull Mountain Market]. A few cultivators with lower cultivation were instantly shocked and vomiting blood.
“Qi Refining Great Perfection…”
Presiding over the formation, Lu Yang’s expression was grave. This pinnacle of the Qi Refining realm in major sects symbolizes not only cultivation but also status.
Any perfected Qi Refining cultivator is undoubtedly a true disciple of their sect!
The Divine Martial Sect was located in the Northern Frontier. Although its scale was far inferior to the Saint Sect, it possessed several world-shocking Great Divine Abilities that only True Disciples could cultivate.
“If he has mastered a Great Divine Ability, I will abandon the formation and run immediately…”
Lu Yang prepared to flee while moving to the edge of the formation to confront Ouyang Haoze across the barrier. “I am Lu Yang. May I know Fellow Daoist’s name?”
“You are not worthy of knowing this seat’s name.” Ouyang Haoze sneered. “If you know what’s good for you, surrender quickly. In that case, this seat might be lenient and only abolishing your demonic cultivation without taking your lives. If you choose to resist stubbornly, the day the formation breaks will be the day no one are left alive!”
“When will retribution ever end?”
Lu Yang’s smile remained unchanged, his tone gentle. “Although our two sides are separated by Righteous and Demonic paths, we’ve never interfered with each other. Why not give me some face?”
“Give you face?”
Ouyang Haoze laughed loudly, mocking, “Such arrogance! A mere Qi Refining Eighth Layer. Even if I don’t give you face today, what can you do?”
“Alas…”
Lu Yang shook his head. “Since that is the case, then please come and break the formation, Fellow Daoist.”
“Seeking death!”
Killing intent flashed in Ouyang Haoze’s eyes. The energy formed by the Blood Qi around his body retracted completely. He clenched his fist and struck. At first glance, it seemed like mere mortal martial arts.
However, Lü Yang’s expression turned solemn upon seeing this, not daring to be careless.
He immediately summoned the Blood Sun Sword Pellet, merging with the sword light to slash at Ouyang Haoze.
In an instant, fist and sword clashed, peerless sharp Qi and fist force exploded everywhere, blossoming like flowers of sparks in mid-air.
Ouyang Haoze’s figure was like lightning— in the blink of an eye, hundreds of punches were thrown.
The Divine Martial Sect was different from other cultivation sects, emphasizing body cultivation, with most divine abilities focusing on fists and kicks.
Their close-combat speed even surpasses that of sword cultivators!
“Chaotic Arrow Strike!”
Ouyang Haoze spread his arms as if drawing a great bow. Then, fist shadows flew like arrows. In the blink of an eye, they submerged the position where Lu Yang was.
Rumble!
Amidst the explosions, Lu Yang felt as if the spiritual energy around him was completely drained, replaced by endless fist shadows attempting to grind him into powder!
A thousand strikes in an instant, leaving no room for counterattack—clearly a superior divine ability!
Although Ouyang Haoze spoke arrogantly and didn’t put Lu Yang in his eyes, once he really started fighting, he wasn’t careless in the slightest. He went all out completely.
Instantly, explosive waves of air rolled and churned.
Under his fist shadows, Lu Yang lasted less than ten seconds before being pounded to pieces. The sword light shattered, transforming into sky-filling withered bones and debris in the blink of an eye.
The fist momentum stopped abruptly. Ouyang Haoze stood in the air, frowning slightly.
On the other side, above the market, the [Hundred-Bones Restoration Grand Formation] operated. A figure turned from virtual to real and strolled out. It was shockingly an unharmed Lu Yang.
“Fellow Daoist’s fist might is peerless. This humble one admires it.”
Ouyang Haoze didn’t respond. He punched again, still the “Chaotic Arrow Strike.” Lu Yang still resisted stubbornly, and still was beaten to pieces after persisting for more than ten seconds.
However, in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Haoze saw Lu Yang’s corpse turn into withered bones and debris, while an unscathed Lu Yang strolled out of the formation again. His large sleeves fluttered, his demeanor unchanged. Even his True Qi hadn’t been depleted in the slightest. He cupped his hands in a salute— “Does Fellow Daoist want to fight again?”
“…[Hundred-Bones Restoration Grand Formation], indeed living up to its reputation.”
Ouyang Haoze’s expression was grave.
As far as he knew, this formation ranked at the Seventh Grade and contained a hundred Skeleton Soldiers. When a cultivator was within the formation, they could borrow the body of a Skeleton Soldier to manifest one hundred percent of their main body’s combat power.
In this way, it was equivalent to the Skeleton Soldier fighting in place of the main body.
Winning was a joy for everyone— dying had absolutely no effect on the main body. Moreover, as long as the formation continued to operate, the Skeleton Soldiers could recover quickly even if consumed.
Thus, no matter how fiercely he attacked, it was futile and merely useless effort. This was only because he was outside the formation and didn’t advance rashly.
Otherwise, once he enter inside the formation, Lu Yang could summon all the Skeleton Soldiers to gang up on him directly.
At that time, even a Qi Refining Great Perfection cultivator would still have to shed a layer of skin!
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