300: Chapter 294 Ren Quanxu Unleashes His Power: Personal Array Formation, Double Layering

The atmosphere had frozen to the extreme.

Below in the basin, the four Golden Luo Spider Kings stood like four insurmountable golden fortresses.

Cruel and greedy glimmers flickered in their sixteen compound eyes.

And behind them.

The massive Spider Queen, though motionless, seemed like the monarch of this dark world, radiating a suffocating pressure.

Looking at the edge of the basin.

The four—Zhang Xing, Daoist Master Xu Wen, True Lord Shenhuo, and Chen Zhiwen—appeared to stand side by side, but in reality, each harbored their own ulterior motives.

Faced with such a disparity in combat strength.

The scales in everyone's hearts were swinging wildly.

No one was willing to exhaust their own cultivation base for the sake of others' interests.

"Everyone."

Four transparent flying knives in Zhang Xing's hands vibrated gently, emitting a mournful sound that only he could understand.

His eyes flickered, and his figure retreated a barely perceptible half-step.

"That Ren fellow is nowhere to be found; the current situation is likely a dead end."

The corner of his eye constantly monitored the path of retreat behind him.

"If the situation becomes impossible, even if it means breaking our agreement, I, Zhang, will have to take my leave first."

True Lord Shenhuo also let out a cold snort.

The ball of originally restless flames in his hand was now being forcibly suppressed in his palm.

"Although this old man has a fiery temper, I am no fool."

His crimson eyebrows were tightly knitted together, his gaze scanning back and forth across the several Spider Kings.

"Five Fourth-Stage Yao Beasts are enough to swallow us alive."

"Without that Formation Master Ren Quanxu to keep the Spider Queen in check, this battle is impossible to fight."

Although Daoist Master Xu Wen did not speak.

But the whisk in his hand had already been retracted into his sleeve, clearly having prepared to use an escape technique at any moment.

Chen Zhiwen watched this scene expressionlessly, but his heart was crystal clear.

This was a temporarily assembled Alliance.

It seemed powerful, but in reality, it was like loose sand.

When disaster strikes, everyone flies in their own direction—this is the eternal truth of the cultivation world.

But he did not Move.

Because his Divine Sense had keenly captured a trace of unusual fluctuation.

Just as everyone was in a panic, even intending to break through in different directions.

"Fellow Daoists, I have kept you waiting."

A gentle voice, tinged with a hint of apology, suddenly rang in everyone's ears.

This voice came without warning.

As if it had seeped directly out of the Void Realm.

Everyone was startled.

They whipped their heads around.

They saw a figure slowly emerging from the yellow mist behind them.

It was Ren Quanxu, who had been missing for a long time.

He did not look as disheveled as everyone had imagined.

On the contrary, his clothes were neat, and he was calm and composed.

Only his refined face bore a hint of paleness from excessive consumption of mana.

"Ren Quanxu!"

Rage erupted in True Lord Shenhuo's eyes, and he almost threw the flames in his hand at him.

"Where did you hide, you old brat?"

"Did you leave us here as bait while you hid away to watch the show?"

Zhang Xing's expression was also gloomy.

The flying knives in his hand buzzed, clearly struggling to suppress the urge to attack.

"Fellow Daoist Ren, you need to give us an explanation."

"If the explanation is insufficient, then today's matter of eliminating the Yao Beasts will be over, and we will have to settle this account properly."

Facing the questioning and anger of the crowd.

Ren Quanxu did not show the slightest panic.

He just smiled faintly.

The folding fan in his hand snapped shut with a crisp sound.

"Everyone, please remain calm."

His gaze passed over the crowd and looked down at the restless group of Spider Kings below, his eyes gradually becoming sharp.

"I did not flee from the battle; rather, I went to prepare a grand gift for you all."

"Since we are to hunt Fourth-Stage Yao Beasts, without foolproof preparations, how could I, Ren, dare to easily gamble with your lives?"

After saying this, he did not wait for the others to react.

He reached out and wiped the storage ring at his waist.

"Go!" he shouted softly.

A dozen streams of light shot out from the storage ring.

These were not Magic Treasures.

But a dozen snow-white Formation Flags.

Each of these flags was only the size of a palm, and the flag surface was made of some unknown white animal hide.

Complex and obscure runes were embroidered on them with silver thread.

As soon as they appeared.

The originally dry and sultry air around them dropped several degrees instantly.

A bone-chilling cold emanated from those Formation Flags.

They did not land.

Instead, as if they possessed sentience, they began to slowly rotate around Ren Quanxu's body.

The speed became faster and faster.

In the end, only a circle of white light could be seen.

Chen Zhiwen had been watching coldly from the sidelines.

Only at this moment did his pupils shrink slightly.

Deep in his eyes flashed a trace of imperceptible surprise.

"Portable Formation?"

He mused to himself.

A portable Formation was an extremely advanced and niche technique in the Dao of Formations.

Ordinary Formation setting required relying on geographical advantages, burying Formation bases, and was time-consuming and labor-intensive.

A portable Formation, however, used the Cultivator's own body as the Formation eye.

Connecting the Formation Plate with flesh and blood.

This achieved the goal of shortening the time to set up the Formation, or even achieving instantaneous deployment.

The previous "Flying Star Shadowless Formation" was already a masterpiece among Fourth-Stage Formations.

Ren Quanxu had used himself as the Formation eye to maintain it until now, and the burden on his mana and Divine Sense was definitely not small.

"Right now, he has actually taken out another set of Formation Flags."

Chen Zhiwen's gaze was fixed tightly on those rotating small white flags.

His assessment of this Elder of Tian Yin Pavilion was raised another level in his heart.

"Could it be that he wants to set up a second Fourth-Stage Formation in an instant while maintaining the Flying Star Shadowless Formation?"

"Using one mind for two tasks, dual Formation overlay."

"This not only requires a massive amount of Spiritual Qi support but also requires Grandmaster-level control over Formations."

"If there is the slightest carelessness, the Spiritual Qi of the two Formations will clash, the Formation eye will backlash, and the one setting the Formation will instantly explode to death."

Just as Chen Zhiwen was secretly shocked.

Ren Quanxu moved.

He did not pay attention to the gazes of others, which were either stunned or skeptical.

At this moment, his expression was focused to the extreme.

It was as if only he and those dozen Formation Flags remained in the world.

"Explode!"

Another low shout, but it carried a sense of determination.

Suddenly, the dozen streams of white light rotating around him shot into the sky.

They all hovered above the original layer of yellow mist.

Immediately after.

Under the incredulous gaze of the crowd.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dense explosive sounds rang out.

Those incredibly precious Fourth-Stage Formation Flags actually self-detonated at this moment.

There was no heartache.

There was no hesitation.

Following the explosion of the Formation Flags, no destructive shockwave was produced.

Instead, it released waves of vast and extremely pure Ice-attribute Spiritual Qi.

That Spiritual Qi presented a pure, deep blue color.

Like a tangible ice crystal storm, it circled frantically in the air.

"Condense!"

Ren Quanxu's hands formed seals rapidly, his fingertips leaving trails of afterimages.

He guided that violent Ice-attribute Spiritual Qi.

He did not let them scatter and overflow.

Instead, following some profound and mysterious trajectory, he fiercely pressed them downward.

"Boom!"

That surging cold current was like an icy river descending from the sky.

It instantly poured into the yellow mist cluster below, which had originally been used to conceal their Aura.

The originally calmly flowing yellow mist instantly seemed as if it had been boiled.

It began to roll violently.

The heavy earth-yellow and the deep blue extreme cold.

Two completely different forces underwent a wonderful reaction at this moment.

The mist was no longer a dead object.

It seemed to have been endowed with life.

"Roar—"

Vaguely, everyone seemed to hear a Dragon roar from ancient times.

Within the rolling mist, it seemed as if a giant flood dragon had been conceived.

It was overturning rivers and seas within it, roaring wantonly.

In just the time it took to blink.

The yellow mist, which had originally covered only half a mile, seemed to have taken a powerful tonic and suddenly expanded in volume.

Ten zhang.

One hundred zhang.

One thousand zhang!

At this moment, the sky and earth changed color.

The yellow mist mixed with frost, like a bursting flood, poured toward the basin, covering the sky and earth.

The speed was so fast that it gave the Yao Beasts no time to react.

In the blink of an eye.

The entire huge basin, along with the swamp, seawater, and those five terrifying Fourth-Stage Yao Beasts below, were all shrouded in this strange mist.

Sight was cut off.

Divine Sense was suppressed.

Even the originally heart-palpitating Yao Beast Aura was weakened by more than half at this moment.

"This... what kind of Formation is this?"

Daoist Master Xu Wen's eyes widened, and he almost lost his grip on the whisk in his hand.

He could feel that the surrounding Spiritual Qi environment had completely changed.

Originally, this was the home field of the Yao Beasts.

But now, within this mist, it was filled with viscous Earth-attribute binding force and bone-chilling Ice-attribute lethality.

"A Formation within a Formation, the Five Elements generating each other."

Zhang Xing took a deep breath, feeling the power of the Formation around him, which did not reject him but instead vaguely boosted him.

The heart that had been hanging finally relaxed.

He glanced at Ren Quanxu, whose face was pale but whose eyes were still bright.

A trace of admiration and deep wariness flashed in his eyes.

"It seems Fellow Daoist Ren is indeed prepared."

"This 'Ice-Earth Dual Ultimate Formation' is enough to increase our chances of winning by thirty percent."

True Lord Shenhuo also curled his lips.

Although he was still a bit unhappy, he had to admit that this old brat really had some skills.

"Hmph, if you had brought it out earlier, why would we have had to worry so much?"

Chen Zhiwen stood to the side, silently feeling the power of the Formation.

He had a deeper understanding of the means of a Nascent Soul Cultivator.

"This is the foundation."

"None of these old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years are simple."

"Even the seemingly gentle and refined Ren Quanxu is thunderous and mighty once he makes a Move."

He could clearly perceive that the Aura of the Yao Beasts below, which were shrouded in the Formation, was rapidly weakening.

Their movements became sluggish.

The circulation of Yao power on their bodies also became stagnant.

This was the reversal of the home-field advantage.

Inside the Formation, the strength of the Yao Beasts dropped by at least twenty percent.

Even their senses were severely interfered with.

The originally mortal danger finally showed a glimmer of hope at this moment.

"Everyone."

Ren Quanxu's voice sounded again.

This time, it was no longer as gentle as before, but full of killing intent.

He stood in the center of the mist, his robes flapping loudly.

"The great Formation is complete, and the Yao Beasts have been suppressed."

"If we do not fight now, when will we?"

He turned his head and looked at the crowd, his eyes flashing with the belief in victory.

"Everyone, rest assured and follow me to slay the Yao Beasts!"

"Today, not one of these four Spider Kings will be able to escape!"

Before the words fell.

Ren Quanxu had already taken the lead.

He wanted to use practical action to prove his value and also to completely ignite everyone's Battle Intent.

He saw his right hand slightly bent.

Into a claw shape.

Without any fancy Moves, he directly reached out and fiercely grabbed into the rolling yellow mist in front of his chest.

"Rise!"

With a roar, the surrounding icy cold Qi instantly gathered toward his palm.

"Crack, crack!"

That was the sound of the air being frozen.

In the shocked gaze of the crowd.

Ren Quanxu's arm seemed to reach into another space.

Immediately after.

He impressively pulled out a crystal-clear pagoda from the void mist.

It was an ice power pagoda completely condensed from extreme cold power.

It was ten zhang high.

On the body of the pagoda, countless ferocious ice Dragons were carved, exuding an ancient and vicissitudinous Aura.

Although it was condensed from Spiritual Qi, it gave people a feeling that was heavier than a real Magic Treasure.

Ren Quanxu held this huge ice pagoda with one hand.

His figure appeared somewhat small, but his Aura was as towering as a giant.

"Die!"

He locked his gaze on the nearest Golden Luo Spider King.

Holding the ice pagoda, he performed a simple dance.

There were no exquisite Moves.

It was pure power, pure smashing!

"Whoosh!"

As the ice pagoda swung.

A heaven-and-earth-shaking extreme cold Aura, like a volcanic eruption, sprayed out from the bottom of the pagoda.

The space seemed to be frozen and cracked, and tiny black cracks appeared.

That cold current turned into a huge ice Dragon, roaring and rushing toward that Golden Luo Spider King.

That Spider King was originally circling anxiously in the Formation.

Suddenly, it felt a deadly threat coming from above.

It suddenly raised its head and let out a sharp hiss.

It wanted to dodge, but found that the surrounding soil had become as viscous as a swamp, sucking its eight legs tightly.

That was the binding of the Earth-attribute power in the Formation.

"Bang!"

With a loud noise.

The ice Dragon slammed into the Spider King's abdomen.

Even though the Golden Luo Spider King's golden carapace was extremely hard, comparable to a top-grade defensive Magical Artifact.

Under this blow, it was still as fragile as thin paper.

The sound of the carapace cracking was clearly audible.

"Hiss—!!!"

The Spider King let out a shrill scream.

Its huge body was actually blasted away by this blow.

On its abdomen, a deep bloodstain several feet long appeared.

The green blood had just gushed out when it was frozen into ice dregs by the residual cold air.

The Spider King was in great pain.

The fierce light in its eyes instantly dissipated by more than half, replaced by deep fear.

It ejected itself.

It would rather break a few of its frozen leg hairs than stay near that terrifying ice pagoda.

In those pairs of compound eyes, an extremely anthropomorphic look of wariness was revealed.

It was afraid.

This scene deeply stimulated everyone present.

"Good!"

Zhang Xing couldn't help but shout loudly.

Brilliant light flashed in his eyes.

"Brother Ren is amazing!"

"Since Brother Ren has taken the lead, we cannot fall behind!"

Witnessing Ren Quanxu perform his Formation Dao Divine Ability and easily injure a Fourth-Stage Early Stage Spider King with his own eyes.

This was like an adrenaline shot, instantly injected into the bodies of the Cultivators.