nyslfriends Chapter 1936 The Probe Fails, the Myriad Immortals Sect is Destroyed!
Chapter 1936 The Probe Fails, the Myriad Immortals Sect is Destroyed!
Even if the power of this formation were to double...
But even this power, when faced with the might of a Nascent Soul cultivator, would inevitably crumble and be utterly vulnerable.
That being said,
The only pity is that this trump card, which the president specially bestowed upon us, was intended to be saved for a greater crisis.
It's truly a waste to waste time here now.
Everyone nodded in agreement. Although they felt a sense of regret, they knew they had no other choice at the moment.
They stared at each other in silence for several breaths...
The group of semi-saints finally withdrew their gazes from the great formation, their expressions returning to their cold and stern demeanor, and began to discuss countermeasures.
"All right!
Since the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect still has die-hard members who are stubbornly resisting and refusing to surrender,
Then we don't need to wait that so-called fifteen minutes any longer. Let's break the formation directly. What do you all think?
"Can!
"Break through the formation quickly and complete the mission; there's no need to waste time here."
"I second that!"
But wait, let me take action myself first.
"It wouldn't be too late to use the jade talisman after testing the true strength of this formation and understanding its details."
No one objected, and they all nodded in agreement.
next moment,
Among the crowd, a half-saint level expert dressed in a yellow robe, with a profound and restrained aura, and surrounded by the spiritual light of magical treasures, suddenly flickered.
It left only a faint afterimage behind it before disappearing instantly from the deck of the warship.
When it reappears...
He stood alone a thousand miles in front of the Myriad Immortals Sect's dark green array, his aura calm and composed.
He was none other than the renowned Spirit Treasure Half-Saint of the Cultivator Association, skilled in manipulating various spirit treasures.
Its combat power ranks among the top of all the semi-saints.
see,
The assembled cultivators from the association stationed around the outer perimeter of the formation immediately bowed in salute, their voices ringing out in unison and echoing through the void:
"We pay our respects to Lord Lingbao!"
"Greetings, Your Excellency!"
Lingbao, the half-saint, waved his hand dismissively, his tone calm and unwavering:
"You may all leave now."
"Away from the range of the great formation, this place can be left to me alone."
Upon hearing this,
The members of the association dared not disobey in the slightest, and immediately bowed, clasped their fists, and responded in unison:
"We obey!"
As soon as the words fell...
A series of multicolored streaks of light shot out instantly, rapidly retreating towards the warship.
In a short while, the void became empty again, leaving only the solitary figure of Lingbao Half-Venerable, standing before the dark green array that stretched from the sky to the earth, radiating overwhelming and ferocious power.
Face this terrifying, awakened formation head-on.
Within the core hub of the grand formation...
Through the array's light barrier, the ruddy-faced elder of the mountain clearly saw the lone Spirit Treasure Half-Venerable.
A hint of undisguised mockery and disdain flashed deep in his eyes, followed by a cold sneer:
"A mere half-Venerable cultivator dares to come alone to provoke our sect's protective formation, attempting to feign resistance."
They are truly ignorant of their own limitations and overestimate their abilities.
"Fine!"
Today, I will show you, you cowards of the Cultivator Association, the true power of the Myriad Immortals Sect's protective array.
Let me show you the consequences of provoking a top-tier immortal sect!
As soon as the words fell...
The Elder of the Mountain Guardian abruptly changed his hand seals, his fingertips rapidly shifting between profound hand gestures. The previously surging dark green array instantly became violent.
An aura of unparalleled tyranny swept across the heavens and the earth.
The surrounding vast emptiness trembled.
Then,
Within the vast array that stretched across the heavens and earth, endless, eerie green light surged wildly, rapidly converging towards the center of the array.
In the blink of an eye...
A magnificent pagoda, thousands of feet tall, with a dark green sheen and resembling an ancient bronze casting, slowly solidified in the void.
The pagoda has nine levels, each inscribed with eerie spirit-devouring runes. Its spire points straight to the sky, and it is surrounded by a terrifying aura that suppresses all things.
The moment it took shape, it carried an aura of world-destroying destruction, crashing down directly upon the Spirit Treasure Half-Saint.
The space itself was compressed and distorted.
The moment this green pagoda appeared...
Lingbao, the half-saint, showed no fear whatsoever. Instead, a look of extreme excitement and amazement flashed in his eyes as he thought to himself:
What a profound formation! It can actually unleash the power of formation to such an extent!
That's incredible!
He knew that although most formations in the cultivation world possessed the wonder of solidification and could conjure various phantoms to attack enemies, their essence remained purely the power of formations.
It also lacks the spirituality and practical application of magical artifacts;
But this green pagoda completely shattered this limitation.
It possesses both the immense power of an array and the spirituality and durability of a top-tier magical treasure.
It is almost indistinguishable from a true high-level magic weapon.
This demonstrates the profound foundation of the Ten Thousand Immortals Sect's grand formation.
The green pagoda, carrying an incomparably domineering aura, rapidly pressed down upon them.
Then, Lingbao Half-Venerable let out a low shout, his fighting spirit surging:
"Good timing!"
As soon as he finished speaking,
Instead of avoiding it, he unleashed his full magical power, summoning his natal magic weapon, which shone brightly as he charged straight towards the pagoda.
Obviously.
Lingbao, a half-saint, wanted to confront the formation head-on and test its limits.
next second!
"boom!!!"
A deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth and resounded for thousands of miles suddenly erupted.
Endless, dazzling green and gold light intertwined and erupted wildly, the shockwaves swept in all directions, and the void crumbled inch by inch.
A figure was instantly sent flying by the immense force.
Like a kite with a broken string, it flew backward at high speed, leaving behind specks of blood in its wake.
Everyone stared intently...
The once formidable Spirit Treasure Half-Saint is now in a sorry state:
The top-grade robe he wore, capable of withstanding a full-force attack from a Nascent Soul cultivator, was now tattered into strips and in a sorry state.
A streak of bright red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth.
His aura was extremely chaotic, fluctuating wildly, and his cultivation level was fluctuating violently.
It seems as if one could fall from grace at any moment.
Clearly, with just one strike, he was severely injured, losing most of his fighting strength.
If they were to withstand another blow...
It is highly likely that they will be suppressed by the pagoda on the spot, their souls scattered.
Just as Lingbao was knocked away...
The green pagoda, suspended in mid-air, spun rapidly once in the void, its green light surging, transforming once more into a sharp green streak of light that charged forward.
Clearly, they wanted to press their advantage and completely suppress and annihilate Lingbao Banzun, leaving no future trouble.
Having witnessed this scene and personally experienced the terrifying power of the grand formation, the half-saint Lingbao understood completely:
This formation is extremely ferocious and cannot be broken without the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator.
Even if one is an ordinary half-saint, it's just a pointless death.
Therefore, he had no intention of fighting back head-on. Using the force of being knocked away, he changed direction and activated all the remaining magic power in his body. His figure flashed rapidly, and he quickly escaped the attack range of the great formation.
They dared not linger for even a moment.
The green pagoda chased to the edge of the great formation, only to emit a reluctant hum before slowly transforming into a sky full of green light, scattering in all directions, and flowing back to converge into the dark green formation light screen, restoring calm.
Soon,
A figure staggered and appeared out of thin air, instantly appearing on the deck of the warship. It was the Lingbao Half-Saint whose aura was disordered.
He immediately took healing pills, quickly straightened his clothes, and forced his complexion to regain its rosy hue by circulating his internal energy.
However, the extremely unstable and near-collapsed aura surrounding him could not deceive the assembled half-saints.
Everyone knows...
The journey to becoming a half-saint of Lingbao is far from as easy as it appears on the surface.
The instant that Lingbao's half-spirit appeared,
The group of semi-saints on the deck stepped forward, their faces full of concern, and asked questions one after another.
"Fellow Daoist Lingbao, how are your injuries? Are you alright?"
"···"
“Fellow Daoist, I have a top-grade Purple Ginseng Pill here, which has miraculous effects on internal injuries and stabilizing cultivation. Please take it first.”
Lingbao, the half-saint, waved his hand, politely declining everyone's kind offers, his voice slightly hoarse:
"Thank you all for your concern. My injuries are nothing."
A period of seclusion and recuperation will allow him to recover without affecting his subsequent actions.
Then,
He abruptly changed the subject, his expression turning serious, and began to recount his genuine feelings after personally testing the great formation.
This is also the core issue that all the semi-saints present are most concerned about.
Although they had witnessed the entire fierce battle, they ultimately hadn't personally experienced the oppressive power of the formation.
The difference between perception and reality is enormous.
Only by personally testing it can one truly understand the intricacies of the formation.
As Lingbao, the half-saint, clearly described the power, ruthlessness, and limitations of the grand formation, along with his own experience in combat, word by word…
The brows of the semi-saints on the deck furrowed unconsciously.
His expression grew increasingly grave.
The entire venue fell silent once again.
A moment of silence...
A semi-venerable one broke the silence first, his tone decisive and without the slightest hesitation:
"Since Fellow Daoist Lingbao has already personally tested it, even with our combined strength, we have no hope of breaking this formation."
It could even result in the loss of manpower.
"Then I believe there's no need to waste any more time. Let's directly use the Nascent Soul Jade Talisman personally bestowed by the Guild Master to forcibly break the formation."
With this remark,
This immediately drew a chorus of agreement, and no one raised any further objections.
"good!
Since we'll eventually have to use the jade talisman bestowed by the guild leader, breaking the formation should be done sooner rather than later, lest things get complicated.
"That makes sense."
Currently, all teams within the association are engaged in the crackdown on heretical sectarian groups; time is of the essence and the task is arduous.
If we linger here any longer, our battle achievements will definitely fall far behind those of the other squads.
"It will be difficult to report back to the chairman then."
quickly,
The group of half-saints inside the warship reached a complete consensus and immediately decided to use the Nascent Soul Jade Talisman without further hesitation.
next moment,
On the deck, the half-spirit treasure twisted its wrist, palm facing upwards.
A white jade talisman, about the size of a palm, shimmering with mysterious light and adorned with intricate patterns, slowly floated above his palm.
It was a fifth-tier jade talisman personally bestowed by Guild Master Cheng Buzheng...
It contains the full power of a Nascent Soul cultivator's attack.
This is the association's ultimate trump card in this cleanup operation.
Then,
All the half-gods on the deck stood still, their magical power erupting without reservation.
A series of dazzling beams of magical power, each unique in color and exquisitely refined, rapidly converged towards the jade talisman floating in the center, continuously pouring into it.
As the magical power of the assembled demigods continued to pour in...
This originally restrained jade talisman, like a terrifying beast that has been sleeping for thousands of years, is slowly awakening.
An unparalleled and terrifying aura, surpassing even that of a half-saint, overlooking all living beings, belonging to a Nascent Soul Venerable, gradually spread out, sweeping across the entire world.
The vast emptiness seemed to freeze, and even the air appeared to stand still.
Even the distant City of Ten Thousand Immortals could clearly feel this deadly pressure.
All the cultivators in the city lay prostrate on the ground, trembling with fear.
You should know...
To activate this fifth-tier jade talisman containing the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the magical power of a mere half-Saint is far from sufficient.
It requires the combined full power of several semi-saints to awaken the dormant divine power within and unleash this ultimate trump card.
Time slipped away, bit by bit...
The jade talisman, suspended in mid-air, emitted an increasingly dazzling light.
It transformed from pale white to blazing gold, and the oppressive aura it unleashed continued to surge, becoming increasingly terrifying.
Just as the jade talisman reached its zenith and was about to dissipate...
Lingbao, the half-saint, suddenly narrowed his eyes, flicked his finger lightly, and uttered a low shout:
"go with!"
In an instant, the jade talisman hovering in mid-air trembled slightly, and an invisible wave of energy erupted, directly blasting away the group of half-venerables who were pouring all their magical power into it.
The group staggered back several steps before managing to regain their balance.
Then,
A golden sword light, piercing through heaven and earth and blazing intensely, shot out from the jade talisman with a thunderous roar.
Where the sword light passed...
The void crumbled inch by inch, and dark spatial cracks spread rampantly.
The terrifying recoil caused the giant warship beneath their feet to retreat thousands of miles, its hull trembling violently.
A sharp "click" sound suddenly rang out.
Everyone looked down...
This guild warship, forged with countless spiritual materials and possessing unparalleled sturdiness, now has its surface riddled with deep, jagged cracks.
Its brilliance dimmed, teetering on the brink of complete collapse and obsolescence.
He suffered such a fate merely from the recoil of a mere wisp of the Nascent Soul Sword Light.
This demonstrates the terrifying power of the Divine Transformation.
The golden sword light, carrying the supreme and majestic aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator, moved at a speed exceeding all limits, tearing through the sky and slashing down directly towards the dark green array light screen that stretched across the heavens and earth.
It seemed as if the great formation was not given the slightest chance to resist.
The group of semi-saints on the warship suddenly felt a bright light before their eyes, with dazzling golden light filling their entire field of vision.
next moment!
A deafening roar, as if it were about to overturn the sky, exploded in my ears.
"boom--!!!"
An endless burst of dazzling golden light...
A blinding white light completely enveloped the entire airspace, so bright that everyone could not open their eyes.
It was as if only this devastating golden light remained in the world.
After several breaths, the golden light slowly dissipated.
Everyone stared intently...
The sight before them caused everyone to gasp in shock, their faces filled with astonishment:
The once formidable and indestructible dark green protective array had vanished without a trace, leaving not even a wisp of spiritual light.
It was completely wiped out by the light of the Divine Transformation Sword.
Within the original grand formation, the continuous palaces, pavilions, flying platforms, and spiritual veins, as well as all the buildings and landforms, were completely crushed by the sword light.
The earth was completely melted by the high temperature, turning it into a glassy color, emitting wisps of blue smoke, and transforming into a desolate and boundless ruin.
Barren land, devoid of all life.
As for the remaining cultivators of the Myriad Immortals Sect guarding the great formation...
Whether it's Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core True Person, or Nascent Soul True Monarch,
Even the peak late-stage Nascent Soul elders of the mountain were completely crushed by the power of the Divine Transformation Realm, their souls scattered and their bodies left no trace.
No one escaped; all were utterly wiped out.
...(End of this chapter)