91: The simplified version of the [Glazed Mountain Array] is complete!

Deep within the Black Miasma Swamp, dead silence was the only theme.

The hazy toxic miasma was thick and tangible, isolating the sunlight. The air was filled with the stench of rot and dampness.

Shen Yuanmo hovered above a black pool, his expression focused.

In front of him, a fist-sized ball of Glazed True Yang Fire burned quietly, its golden flame as scorching as a star, incinerating the toxic miasma within a thirty-meter radius, forming a Domain of absolute purification.

"Hiss—"

A piece of Deep Sea Sinking Silver was thrown into the flame.

There was no violent melting process; this rare Materials, capable of resisting the attacks of Golden Core Magic Treasures, silently dissolved in the Glazed True Yang Fire like ice and snow, turning into a pool of flowing silver liquid.

Shen Yuanmo's hands moved so fast they became blurs.

His Divine Sense was highly concentrated, manipulating the silver liquid to stretch and mold into a palm-sized banner.

Immediately after, a purer flame ignited on his fingertips. Using his finger as a pen, he swiftly imprinted hundreds of profound and complex runes onto the banner.

The entire process was smooth and continuous.

This was already the third day.

Three days and three nights of non-stop, high-intensity refining exhausted even Shen Yuanmo's current Cultivation, leaving him with a deep fatigue originating from his Soul.

His face was pale. The vast, abyss-like power of his Divine Sense in his Sea of Consciousness was nearly seventy percent depleted, causing waves of needle-like pain.

Insight into Origin and Perfect Deduction were Divine Skills, but they were also major consumers of Divine Sense.

The final rune was imprinted.

"Buzz!"

The banner emitted a clear hum, its surface glowing with color, and a dense, solid aura spread outward.

One hundred and eight Formation Flags and twelve Formation Plates were all refined and complete.

Shen Yuanmo let out a long breath. The moment the breath left his lips, it blew open a vacuum channel in the toxic miasma ahead.

He took out a Third-Tier Medicinal Pill for restoring Divine Sense and consumed it. The cool medicinal power spread, moisturizing his nearly dried-up Sea of Consciousness, and the stinging pain slowly subsided.

Next, came the real main event.

"Formation foundation, rise!"

With a low shout from Shen Yuanmo, tens of thousands of Low-Grade Spirit Stones poured out of his Storage Pouch.

Every Spirit Stone's landing point was precisely calculated by Shen Yuanmo. They shot into specific locations in the swamp below with whistling sounds.

Some sank into the black mud, others plunged to the bottom of the water; not a single one deviated even slightly.

In an instant, tens of thousands of light points were simultaneously illuminated across the map of the dark swamp!

"Rumble!"

A muffled sound came from deep underground, indicating that the mixed Earth Veins were being forcefully activated.

Using tens of thousands of Spirit Stones as nodes, a massive Spirit Gathering Formation net instantly took shape.

The entire pool began to boil violently. Dense Spiritual Qi mixed with the venomous miasma, forming a massive, visible gray-black energy vortex.

"Go!"

Shen Yuanmo joined his fingers like a sword and waved forward.

One hundred and eight Formation Flags transformed into streaks of light and shot toward the perimeter of the vortex.

As each Formation Flag landed, it was like a nail, firmly pinning the violent energy vortex within a ten-li radius, and began absorbing and converting the power within it.

Having finished all this, Shen Yuanmo lifted the most crucial Central Formation Plate.

He took a deep breath, actually drawing the surrounding toxic miasma into his body.

The deadly poison, potent enough to dizzy a Golden Core Cultivator, was instantly incinerated upon entering his body by the magnificent Qi and Blood Furnace activated by the Vajra Glazed Body.

He carefully analyzed the venomous characteristics of the miasma, and the Glazed True Yang Fire on his fingertip changed form, allowing him to engrave the Formation Plate's reverse side again.

He intended not only to utilize the Earth Veins here but also to transform this natural deadly poison into the most vicious component of the Killing Formation!

Finally, at the core of the Formation Plate, he imprinted a strange groove whose shape, size, and rune structure were exactly identical to the chest core of his glazed vajra battle armor.

This was a backup plan, a trump card that could elevate the power of the glazed vajra battle armor.

"Glazed Ten Thousand Peaks Array, Simplified Version, Coagulate!"

He slammed the Formation Plate into the center of the vortex.

Boom—!!!!

As if a Sea-Stabilizing Divine Needle had slammed into a raging sea, the entire turbulent swamp paused instantly.

The next moment, a sky-piercing earthen-yellow light barrier shot up, yet in one ten-thousandth of a second, it retracted all its brilliance, perfectly merging with the Earth Veins, miasma, and space.

From the outside, the area still looked like the dead silent swamp, calm and undisturbed.

But Shen Yuanmo knew that from this moment on, this place had become a Death Trap.

He slowly descended to the center of the Formation, sat cross-legged, and spread his Divine Sense out like mercury. Feeling the immense power completely under his control, his heart settled.

He closed his eyes and began recovering his depleted Magic Power and Divine Sense.

But in his perception, the world was not truly peaceful.

Three familiar malicious presences belonging to Netherworld Path Assassins were quietly lurking in different directions a hundred li away, like maggots attached to bone.

Their aura was more restrained than three days ago, and they were full of patience.

Time passed in the dead silence of waiting.

The night grew deeper.

When the Hour of Zi arrived, the concentration of Yin Qi and miasma in the swamp reached its peak.

In the pitch-black darkness, where one couldn't see their own fingers, even the sound of the wind vanished, leaving only the occasional popping sound of bubbles rising from the mud.

The three malicious presences belonging to the Netherworld Path moved.

They were like three Ghost Shadows merged with the darkness, silently flanking the center of the Formation from three directions using an extremely professional tactical Formation.

Their movements were as light as a cat's, stirring up no ripples, perfectly avoiding all dry branches and puddles that might make a sound.

Shen Yuanmo could see them approaching.

Five li, three li, one li... they stopped at the edge of the Great Formation, seemingly conducting a final investigation and preparation.

Shen Yuanmo remained seated and motionless, his breathing steady and long, as if he had truly entered deep Cultivation, completely defenseless.

He could feel that the three Murderous Intentions had locked onto himself.

A certain type of sinister energy was being activated on their bodies. The three forces echoed each other, seemingly preparing a thunderous Combined Strike.

It was now.

The moment before they were about to unleash that fatal blow.

A voice, calm to the point of coldness, suddenly sounded simultaneously in the minds of the three Assassins without warning.

"The three of you, I have been waiting a long time."

What?!

The murderous intent in the hearts of the three Assassins was instantly replaced by boundless terror!

Not good! It's a trap!

The three reacted extremely quickly. Without thinking, they turned and attempted to retreat violently, transforming into three streaks of Escaping Light.

But, it was too late.

"Since you have come," Shen Yuanmo's voice echoed throughout the space like a divine judgment, "then all of you shall stay."

He didn't even stand up.

He simply and lightly snapped his fingers.

"Boom—!"

Heaven flipped, Earth overturned!

At this moment, the entire world seemed to change color.

The flat swamp instantly transformed into an Abyss Ten Thousand Fathoms Deep.

The calm pool turned into a Mountain of Blades and a Sea of Fire.

In the sky, the phantom images of ten thousand mountains descended with a crash, blocking all paths of retreat!

The Glazed Ten Thousand Peaks Array, activated!