nyslfriends Chapter 1706 A Shocking Array: The Struggle for Power
Chapter 1706 A Shocking Array: The Struggle for Power
Not bad!
To obtain this extraordinary array, originating from a powerful being, one needs partial access to its core components...
It's absolutely impossible to achieve this overnight!
In the art of formations, the level of precision and complexity increases dramatically with each higher grade.
Controlling such a grand formation is like controlling the workings of a world; the complexity of the transfer of authority is far beyond what can be accomplished with a mere imprint.
This undoubtedly requires a deep connection and control that progresses layer by layer!
This is an ironclad rule understood by almost every formation master in the cultivation world with even a little knowledge of it.
Even if Cheng Buzheng had the complete array diagram and wanted to seize control, even just a portion of it, it would be like peeling away layers of silk or pulling teeth from a tiger's mouth—every step would be extremely dangerous!
at the same time!
Just as Cheng Buzheng's first golden light imprint broke through layers of barriers and forcefully struck the area where the golden light was at its peak—
That area, seemingly far from Cheng Buzheng, but actually distorted by a strange array:
Inside that massive array of light, filled with surging chaotic energy and emanating a devastating, despairing aura!
The high priest, clad in a scarlet robe, his face contorted in a rage, appeared to be driven to a frenzy by boundless hatred and fury.
Its figure was frantically unleashing a secret technique to bombard the light barrier...
Suddenly!
It was as if an invisible, cold needle had pierced my heart, causing me to suddenly stop!
His face, illuminated by the blood-red light like that of a demon god, froze instantly, and his muscles twitched as if in spasm!
The calm lake, seemingly filled with endless rage yet as cold as ancient ice, deep within those scarlet pupils, was shattered for the first time by a trace of surprise and uncertainty!
"not good!"
A thought struck His mind like a bolt from the blue:
"My core control over this formation... is being eroded!"
A foreign object forcibly intervened and usurped the rights?!
Beyond the shock came a profound and incomprehensible confusion:
"...How is that possible!"
That nobody?
Aside from myself and that dead old ghost who moved islands, is there anyone else in this world... who possesses the inherited methods left behind in this world by the great master of Langya?
No...not possible!
Within the ruins that day, I and the island-moving crew searched through all the jade slips and spirit patterns dozens of times, and there was absolutely nothing missing!
But if it's not like that..."
The high priest's mind raced, instantly deducing countless possibilities:
"...Could it be...the legacy left behind in this world by the great master Langya? A cunning rabbit has three burrows, not just one?"
The moment the thought arose, He captured it!
Only this explanation makes sense!
With such a meager foundation of array formations in the lower realm, how could anyone possibly bypass Him, the controller, and understand even a fraction of it without the core inheritance?
Not to mention directly seizing control?
Absolutely not!
Although the encroaching power at this moment is far less than His authority and seems insignificant, like a small insect biting a giant beast.
Under normal circumstances, with a single thought, He could trigger the backlash of the great array's power, which would be enough to crush that filthy mark into dust in an instant!
however--
At this moment, He is trapped in the enemy's trapping and killing formation!
Their connection with the outside world has been severed and isolated, and their control over this world-shaking array has been reduced to a minimum!
Like a kite with a broken string!
Therefore, He had no way of actively controlling that world-shaking array to remove that sudden "stain"!
He could only watch helplessly as that hateful figure outside the "glass" slowly chipped open cracks in his "homeland" and painted it with unfamiliar marks, like a wild beast imprisoned in a glass cage!
And the stain is spreading at a dangerous rate!
"We must...at any cost!" The last trace of hesitation and calculation vanished from the high priest's eyes.
The original plan—to wear down the opponent, wait for an opportunity, and then strike with lightning speed—was instantly and completely abandoned by Him!
"Break the formation immediately!"
A mad and cruel voice roared from the depths of His soul.
"For this... any price... is worth it! Okay!"
The resolute thought transformed into a cold will that pierced through the void!
Faced with the chaotic waves that roared and surged forth from all directions like ancient beasts, powerful enough to annihilate stars...
The high priest's withered hand, hidden beneath his blood-red robe covered in strange runes, suddenly rose, no longer holding back its power, and with a gesture that shook its very essence, flicked its fingers!
A forbidden seal, seemingly pulling the chain of life, suddenly took shape!
"Heaven and earth... are one furnace!"
Blood God...turn!
"Boom—Buzz—!"
In an instant!
The small space centered around the Blood-Robed High Priest suddenly collapsed and contracted inward!
A terrifying aura, far surpassing anything it had previously displayed, erupted like a savage beast breaking free of its shackles!
Soaring!
Soaring straight to the sky!
It even caused the chaotic array that was sealing Him to tremble violently and groan under the strain!
The crimson light swirling around Him was no longer a symbol of rage, but had transformed into a frenzied madness before pure destruction.
Like the core of a supernova about to explode!
His body, which had been shrouded in a blood-red robe, began to change drastically. Dark red veins, like molten lava, surged and pulsated beneath his skin, and his bones emitted a muffled, thunderous roar.
That was a sign that the true [Blood God's True Body] had been fully activated!
Its oppressive power was so strong that it caused the surrounding chaotic airflow to suffocate.
It was as if time itself had frozen for a moment.
Outside the great formation...
The void seemed to solidify into ink, with only Cheng Buzheng's figure suspended alone within it.
His hands transformed into two streaks of light, countless intricate and profound hand seals appearing and disappearing like stars at his fingertips, moving so fast that only afterimages remained, causing the surrounding chaotic spiritual energy to swirl around him.
at this time,
A violent and incomparable pressure, filled with destructive aura, erupted without warning from the depths of the chaotic light curtain that was sealed by the [Chaos Tribulation Array], like an invisible tsunami!
"not good!"
Cheng Buzheng was deeply shaken, as if pierced by a cold spear. His face turned pale, then became solemn.
"This old monster really does have some hidden tricks up his sleeve; he can even temporarily and forcibly boost his power!"
His eyes flashed with a fierce light, not from fear, but from a frenzied fighting spirit ignited by a life-or-death crisis.
The hand seals didn't falter at all; instead, the immense stimulation unleashed a potential that surpassed its limits—
The afterimages of the dancing fingertips suddenly lengthened, and the frequency of the hand seals changed strangely by another ten percent!
The bones emitted a faint but unsettling crackling sound...
That was the groan of muscle fibers struggling under excessive strain.
At that moment, his mind was as clear as a mirror, and he instantly made a precise deduction:
The power unleashed by the High Priest at this moment shook the entire Dao Tribulation Array base!
The great formation that had trapped the enemy was emitting a mournful wail under the impact of its ferocious power.
Breaking out of the formation... is no longer an unattainable possibility.
Even... in the blink of an eye!
"quick!
Faster!
This thought burned like a raging fire deep within his soul, almost tearing his chest apart and bursting out.
His anxious shouts were silent, yet they stirred up a raging storm in the ocean of his consciousness.
hum!hum!hum!
Before him, spiritual light converged, and enormous nets of light woven from pure golden runes instantly solidified.
Then, under the pull of the mighty divine thought, it suddenly contracted and collapsed, condensing into ancient imprints containing strange power!
The moment the brand took shape, it transformed into blinding golden meteors, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the void...
Without hesitation, they charged headlong towards the core of the array, which shone as brightly as the divine sun in the sky!
call out!
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh——!!
Countless golden streaks of light shot out from in front of Cheng Buzheng, forming a dense and resolute river of light that rushed toward the core of the great formation.
He became the sole source of this golden rainbow river, pouring forth wildly.
At this critical moment——
Rumble——! ! !
It was like a thunderclap from the heavens exploding in my ears!
The void not far from Cheng Buzheng's side began to tremble violently!
The chaotic light barrier that imprisoned the high priest was like a cage being torn apart by a giant beast, suddenly bursting out with blinding light and continuous deafening roar!
The raging chaotic air currents formed a visible storm vortex, raging and crashing wildly inside the light curtain.
The entire chaotic light curtain, like a glass bottle on the verge of shattering, violently expanded, contracted, twisted, and deformed!
The blinding light flickered thousands of times in an instant.
Each flicker was accompanied by an even more violent spatial tremor, and the violent energy ripples spread wildly, forming an incomparably terrifying storm that swept outwards!
The Chaos Tribulation Array is on the verge of collapse!
The unparalleled killing formation, centered around four Chaos Tribulation Swords powerful enough to annihilate gods and demons, was now emitting a mournful cry of unbearable strain.
It felt as if it would be torn apart and completely disintegrated by that terrifying entity inside at any moment!
"not good!"
The sudden turn of events caused Cheng Buzheng's pupils to shrink to pinpoints in an instant!
The hand seals in his hands were activated to the point of almost burning, and the golden meteor shower of marks became even more powerful.
His back was soaked with cold sweat.
He knew with absolute certainty:
If the great formation breaks down, and one fails to seize the core authority in the blink of an eye enough to save one's life or even launch a counterattack...
Faced with this terrifying old monster whose strength has increased in a bizarre and sudden way, there is only one fate awaiting me—
They were instantly suppressed and annihilated, their bodies and souls destroyed!
There is no need to take any chances.
Only by exerting all our strength to seize even a partial control of this formation can we avoid being suppressed and devoured by this indiscriminately devastating formation.
Only with that faint glimmer of hope could one continue to plot against this incredible opportunity, only then could one... find a way to survive!
"Seize the formation! Seize the formation! Seize the formation!"
The thought surged and boiled in my mind like lava.
All distracting thoughts and concerns were instantly dispelled, and all attention was focused on the golden mark that was constantly taking shape in front of him.
The power of the spirit was squeezed to the limit, and every wisp of divine thought was like a taut steel wire.
The formation and firing of each imprint represents a deepening of his understanding and penetration of control over this chaotic array.
His authority climbed upwards with difficulty and tenacity under this suffocating oppression.
One in one!
One to two!
15%!
...
suddenly!
In the depths of Cheng Buzheng's exhausted and almost unfocused eyes, a light and joy that was almost impossible to suppress finally emerged!
"It's done!
The core control over this astonishing array... has finally reached one-tenth!
In an instant, a faint yet incredibly clear connection was established in his mind, like finding a lifeline in a raging sea.
He could vaguely sense parts of the formation's structure, the flow of its nodes, and even the state of its core, the chaotic golden sun!
This limited authority, though far from sufficient to control the overall situation, let alone confront the High Priest, signifies that a foundation has been laid.
It's like carving out the first crack leading to a treasure!
However, this wave of joy was barely rising before it was instantly extinguished by a cold and cruel shadow—
He clearly "saw" the other side of the scales of authority:
The High Priest's imprint of immense, stable, and even slowly growing authority—
Thirty percent!
A full 30%!
It felt like three heavy mountains were pressing down on his heart, instantly extinguishing any trace of joy, and his face turned as pale as paper once more.
"One percent... is far from enough to be safe!"
It merely granted them a slight exemption from being specifically targeted by the formation.
Alarm bells rang in his mind.
"It must reach at least 30%, to be on par with the High Priest."
Only then can we truly escape the deadly threat of being suppressed at any moment!
"This level of access is still too weak and too dangerous!"
The sense of crisis is like a leech, not weakened by increased authority, but rather made heavier and more intense by a deeper understanding of the opponent's strength.
Cheng Buzheng's heart was pounding wildly in his chest, as if it were about to burst out of his chest at any moment, and his fingertips were almost sparking from the rapid changes in his movements.
His hand seals moved at a terrifying speed, and sweat streamed down his forehead, soaking his Taoist robe, only to be instantly evaporated by the magical power flowing around him, leaving behind a faint mist of white vapor.
Each withdrawal of divine consciousness and each condensation of the imprint is accompanied by excruciating pain on the spiritual level, like being cut by a knife or axe—the price paid for forcibly pushing beyond one's limits.
Fortunately, the booming, precarious [Chaos Tribulation Array] seemed to sense the perilous struggle for power among the intruders, and unleashed a final, tenacious effort.
They actually withstood the high priest's destructive onslaught, which was as overwhelming as a tidal wave!
Although the chaotic light curtain was distorted to its extreme, its flickering light resembled a dying candle flame.
Each violent expansion and contraction was terrifying to watch, as if it would completely collapse at any moment...
Incredibly, it stubbornly maintained that thin barrier, trapping the high priest who was about to break free!
support!
It's still holding up!
They were fighting for that precious, critical moment for Cheng Buzheng!
But Cheng Buzheng saw this "persistence" like a candle flickering in the wind more clearly than anyone else.
"This is just a last gasp before death!"
The base of the formation has cracked, and collapse is imminent!
Maybe in the next second!
The countdown to death ticked in my ears, and each heartbeat felt like a step towards the abyss.
In this suffocating torment, the imprint of divine thought was frantically injected into the core of that ancient formation.
Like a spring painstakingly drilled through parched, barren land, it is slowly and persistently increasing its volume, drop by drop.
Eighteen percent!
19%!
When his control finally broke through with difficulty, reaching the minimum expected "20%"—
...(End of this chapter)