497: Formation deduction, breaking the formation with a single sword.

Zixiao Holy Land, Formation Hub.

This was a magnificent hall suspended amidst endless thunder light; in the center of the hall was a giant thunder pool.

Thunder slurry surged in the pool, and a crystal the size of a millstone, crystal clear throughout as if condensed from the purest thunder, was bobbing within.

This was the core of the Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array, the innate thunder soul.

Ancestor Lei Xing and Ancestor Zi Yun were sitting cross-legged on both sides of the thunder pool, their cultivation bases closely linked to the Formation.

At the very moment Shen Yuanmo pointed his finger.

"Pfft!"

Ancestor Lei Xing suddenly opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of purple-gold holy blood.

In his eyes, flickering with thunder light, there was nothing but shock.

"Impossible!"

He roared out in shock.

The spot Shen Yuanmo had just pointed at was exactly the Xun Thunder Position, one of the thirty-six hidden energy nodes of the Formation.

This node was responsible for harmonizing the earth vein Evil Qi and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, making it extremely secretive.

Aside from the successive generations of Holy Masters and Old Ancestors like them who had lived for endless ages, it was absolutely impossible for outsiders to know.

But the opponent not only knew but also struck it with incomparable precision through the Formation.

This strike, though it didn't break the Formation, was like knocking out a crucial rivet on a high-speed operating precision chain.

The energy circulation of the entire Formation stagnated, and its power dropped by ten percent out of thin air.

"How... how could he see through it at a glance! This is a peerless Formation created by the First Ancestor, modeled after Heavenly Tribulation!"

Ancestor Lei Xing was shocked and furious, his Dao Heart shaking violently.

Beside him, Ancestor Zi Yun's withered face had lost all color.

He thought deeper than Ancestor Lei Xing and felt even more fear.

This was no coincidence!

That finger from the opponent seemed casual, but in reality, it contained an insight into the essence of this Formation.

"Senior Brother Lei Xing, quick! Move the node, change the Formation path!" Ancestor Zi Yun shouted hoarsely.

Ancestor Lei Xing suddenly snapped out of it, not even bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

His hands frantically moved into hand seals, attempting to guide the energy of the Xun Thunder Position to other nodes and repair this flaw.

However, outside the Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array.

Shen Yuanmo looked at the violently fluctuating thunder barrier and merely shook his head slightly.

"Thinking of a remedy only now? It's too late."

He raised his hand again, but this time, it wasn't just one finger.

Instead, he flicked his fingers repeatedly.

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

Dozens of Chaos airflows pierced through the sky under the watchful eyes of the crowd.

At inconceivable angles, they continuously bombarded different positions of the Formation.

Some of these positions were blazing with thunder light, some seemed ordinary, and some were even in the Void Realm.

To outsiders, this looked like a completely disorganized and chaotic attack.

But in the perception of the two Old Ancestors, Lei Xing and Ziyun.

Every single strike was like the scythe of a death god, accurately severing the fragile lifelines of the Formation.

"The Kan Water Position is broken!"

"The Li Fire Source has been reversed!"

"The Evil Qi of the Kun Earth Vein is out of control!"

"Oh no! The Formation's energy is starting to clash!"

Inside the central hall, the dozens of Grand Elders responsible for guarding various Formation eyes.

One after another, they let out terrified cries, each appearing as if struck by lightning, spitting blood with their auras becoming withered.

A chain reaction!

Every attack from Shen Yuanmo triggered a chain collapse of the entire Formation.

The originally majestic and vast Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array now saw its thunder light flickering frantically.

Flickering uncertainly, sometimes violent, sometimes weak, it was like a powder keg that could explode at any moment.

"That's enough."

Outside the Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array, Shen Yuanmo seemed to have lost interest.

His figure flickered, and under countless horrified gazes, he actually stepped directly into that violent thunder barrier.

He didn't walk fast; his steps were leisurely, as if strolling in a courtyard.

Billions of world-destroying divine thunders, enough to instantly blast even a Half-step Mahayana into dust, frantically struck down at him.

However, when these thunders landed on him, they couldn't even shake the thin layer of Chaos dao rhyme on his body's surface.

They were assimilated and dissolved, failing to stir even a single ripple.

Immune to all Laws, indestructible through all tribulations!

"Brat! How dare you!"

Seeing Shen Yuanmo walk into the Formation so contemptuously, Ancestor Lei Xing's already collapsing Dao Heart was completely ignited.

He abandoned all thoughts of stabilizing the Formation, his eyes blood-red, looking like a madman.

"Since you seek death, this seat will fulfill your wish!!"

He slammed his chest, spitting out a large mouthful of life essence blood, which splashed into the thunder pool below.

"In my name, draw all thunders into one! Slay the demon!"

Boom!!!

The entire thunder pool instantly boiled, and that innate thunder soul burst with brilliant light.

At this moment, the out-of-control energy of the entire Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array was forcibly gathered into a single point by Ancestor Lei Xing at the cost of his life essence blood.

A ten-thousand-foot-long Spear of Judgment, composed entirely of destructive thunder.

It condensed above the Formation, locked onto the strolling Shen Yuanmo, and stabbed down.

This strike gathered the residual power of the entire Formation, along with the desperate strike of a Mahayana Late Stage Holy Sovereign.

Its power was enough to instantly inflict heavy injuries on any Cultivator of the same rank.

However, facing this world-destroying strike.

Shen Yuanmo didn't even look up.

In his Sea of Consciousness, the Formation authority he had already deduced countless times was used effortlessly.

He simply gave a gentle tug toward another earth vein Formation base diagonally below.

"Rise."

Boom!

That Formation base, which should have been steadily transporting earth vein Qi, was triggered in reverse by Shen Yuanmo at this moment.

All power instantly spiraled out of control, turning into an equally violent torrent of earthy yellow energy, surging upward.

The ten-thousand-foot Spear of Judgment, from top to bottom.

The earth vein torrent, from bottom to top.

Two out-of-control forces, originating from the same source yet possessing conflicting attributes, collided fiercely within the Formation!

There was no earth-shattering roar, only a blank void.

Space was annihilated, and Laws were disintegrating.

The terrifying energy storm, in an unreasonable manner, swept back, fiercely washing over the Formation hub.

"No!"

Ancestor Lei Xing let out a desperate roar.

He watched helplessly as his full-power strike was detonated by the opponent using his own power.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Under this destructive energy backlash, the dozens of Grand Elders maintaining the Formation were struck as if by billions of heavy hammers, their protective divine light shattering instantly.

One by one, they spat blood and were sent flying like kites with broken strings, instantly suffering heavy injuries, their lives hanging by a thread.

Only Ancestor Zi Yun and Ancestor Lei Xing, relying on their deep foundations as Mahayana experts, barely managed to withstand it, but their hair was disheveled and they were bleeding from their facial orifices.

Amidst the Chaos, Shen Yuanmo's figure flashed, and he appeared in the Formation hub before that boiling thunder pool.

Looking at that innate thunder soul bobbing in the energy storm, a hint of approval finally surfaced in his eyes.

"Not bad, it's a good item."

"It's mine."

Shen Yuanmo summoned that dark and simple great evolution immortal slaying sword.

Seeing this sword, Ancestor Lei Xing's pupils shrank sharply as he recalled the scene when the Holy Master fell; endless fear overwhelmed him.

Shen Yuanmo didn't look at him, simply holding the long sword.

He gave a gentle swing toward the connection point between the innate thunder soul and the ninety-nine earth vein Dragon Qi below.

"Dao Slash."

This sword had no edge and no Sword Qi.

An invisible grey sword mark, as if it didn't exist in this world, flashed and vanished.

It didn't strike the innate thunder soul, nor did it strike the earth vein.

What it severed was the connection between this Formation and this world.

Buzz... a mournful cry that seemed to come from ancient times.

That innate thunder soul trembled violently.

Then, all light retracted into it, and it turned into a plain, unremarkable stone, falling from the thunder pool.

In the sky, the thunder barrier that covered millions of miles, like a lamp that had lost its power source, saw all its thunder light extinguished in an instant.

The Purple Cloud Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Grand Array collapsed without even being attacked.