121: Chapter 121 A Mighty Army Presses In

Yunmeng Great Marsh, Abyssal Trench.

The sky had completely collapsed.

"Crash..."

As far as the eye could see.

Tens of thousands of deep-sea Yao Beasts.

Among them were 'Deep Sea Thunder Eels' over a hundred zhang long, wrapped in blue lightning, and 'Iron-Armored Poison Octopuses' as large as small mountains, spitting acid.

At this moment, these ferocious creatures that usually killed each other had lost their sanity, driven by the supreme Bloodline pressure of the Sea-Covering Evil Flood Dragon.

"It's over, it's all over..."

On the main ship of the Cold-Rock Zhao Clan, the one-armed Zhao Clan Grand Elder collapsed onto the deck.

"Where is the Canghai Sect?"

"Where is the treasure ship supervising the battle?"

"Why haven't they acted yet?"

High above the Nine Heavens, the Canghai Sect's third-tier treasure ship still radiated a piercing golden light.

It coldly watched the ants below about to be swallowed up.

Just as the defensive lines of the five great families were about to collapse, at the life-and-death moment when the Cultivators were preparing to scatter and flee...

"Buzz!"

A flying boat hovered directly in front of the five great families' fleet.

Standing at the bow of the flying boat was a middle-aged male Cultivator wearing the robes of a Canghai Sect Deacon.

"Decree from the Canghai Sect's Golden Core Old Ancestor."

"The counterattack of the monster tide is the death struggle of the Abyssal bastards. You vassal families have been protected by the Sect for a hundred years; today is the time to show your loyalty."

He swept his wide sleeves forcefully.

"Swish."

Five streaks of piercing blue light flew out from his sleeves and landed on the decks of the five families' main ships.

It was a Black Ice Formation Plate. As soon as the Formation Plate landed, it emitted a wave of Spiritual Pressure.

"This is the second-tier High Grade defensive grand array, the [Water-Covering Sky Screen Array]."

The Canghai Sect Deacon looked down from above, gazing at the pale faces of the various Clan Chiefs.

"The Old Ancestor commands: the remnants of the five clans are to immediately use these five Formation Plates as Formation eyes to form a water curtain defensive line."

"No one is permitted to retreat a single step."

"Stay pinned here for me and exhaust the momentum of this beast tide. Anyone who dares to retreat even half an inch will be executed without mercy."

The decree was as heavy as a mountain, making everyone present unable to breathe.

Aboard the Linghu Lin Clan's flying cloud wave-breaking ship.

The Old Patriarch Lin Zhenhai, wearing his Purple-Gold Python Robe, stared at the [Water-Covering Heavenly Curtain] Formation Plate at his feet, which radiated second-tier High Grade fluctuations.

His fists clenched inside his sleeves until they cracked; his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't even notice the blood dripping down.

"How ruthless, this Canghai Sect..."

Seventh Great-Uncle the Instructor, Lin Zhenyuan, stood by his side.

"Patriarch, this [Water-Covering Sky Screen Array] is indeed second-tier High Grade with astonishing defense."

"But it doesn't draw upon the Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi at all; it forcibly extracts the blood-qi and true essence of the Cultivators manning the Formation!"

"With tens of thousands of frenzied sea monsters crashing into it, how violent will the Formation's backlash be?"

"They intend to use the tens of thousands of elites from the five great families as living Spirit Stones for the Formation."

"They're going to drain us dry and use our flesh and blood to cast a wall of meat to block the monsters."

Lin Zhenyuan's eyes brimmed with old tears.

How was this a protective Formation being bestowed?

It was clearly handing over a butcher's knife.

"To defy orders is death; to guard the Formation is to be sucked dry until death..."

The Grand Elders of the Zhao and Xue Families also saw through the malice of the Formation.

The Foundation Establishment families, who were usually high and mighty, were now reduced completely to bait.

"Form the array."

Lin Zhenhai closed his eyes.

He suddenly snapped his eyes open, drew his Magical Artifact longsword, and let out a roar.

"Disciples of the Lin Family, hear my command! Inject your true essence into the Formation Plate. To live for one more breath is to live."

"Buzz!"

The Cultivators of the five great families injected their internal dharmic power into the five Formation Plates.

A deep blue inverted water curtain, a hundred zhang high and stretching for dozens of miles, rose with a roar at the edge of the Abyssal Trench.

"Rumble!"

Flesh and blood exploded; the Formation wailed.

...

High above the Nine Heavens.

Piercing through layers of wind, snow, and obscuring dark clouds, the Canghai Sect's third-tier treasure ship hovered amidst the astral winds.

Inside the grand hall on the top level of the treasure ship, there wasn't a trace of the blood and despair from below. In the center of the hall, a purple-gold inlaid incense burner burned ten-thousand-year dragongris incense.

The Canghai Sect's Golden Core Grand Elder—Great Elder Gu Cangyuan—was sitting cross-legged on a cloud bed carved from Top Grade warm jade.

His face was withered and his silver hair was disheveled, but within his half-closed eyes flowed a Golden Core pressure that made heaven and earth tremble.

Standing beside him was his direct grandson, that overbearing True Disciple from Yunshui Lake City, Disc_Gu Changfeng.

"Grandfather, the ants of the five clans below probably won't last three hours before being completely drained."

Disc_Gu Changfeng swirled the luminous cup in his hand.

"Using the blood-qi of tens of thousands of Cultivators to sate that beast's fury—only you, Grandfather, could lay out such a grand scheme."

Great Elder Gu Cangyuan opened his eyes, his gaze locking onto the massive, crazily thrashing dark-gold phantom at the very bottom of the Abyssal Trench.

The Sea-Covering Evil Flood Dragon.

"Changfeng, do you know why I would rather endure the suspicion of those other old fellows just to forcibly take on this task of suppressing the Abyss?"

Great Elder Gu Cangyuan's voice was low and hoarse.

"The Abyssal Demon Whale King is nothing more than a stupid creature."

"The Sect wants it, so I will capture it for the Sect. But this Sea-Covering Evil Flood Dragon is different."

"Within this creature's body is a trace of extremely pure Primordial True Dragon Bloodline."

"Its Golden Core, tempered for nearly a thousand years, is a supreme treasure dreamed of by anyone in the world who Cultivates Thunder and Water dual-attribute Cultivation Techniques."

He turned his head and looked at his grandson.

"Your Imperial Thunder Canghai Art has already reached a Bottleneck. If you wish to forge a flawless Top Grade Golden Core Dao Foundation, you must have this kind of True Dragon Bloodline to cleanse your marrow and refine your essence."

"My time is nearly up, and I have no hope for the Nascent Soul stage in this life. But before I pass away, I must push you onto the throne of the Canghai Sect's next Sect Master."

Upon hearing this, Disc_Gu Changfeng hurriedly bowed in salute.

"Your grandson will certainly not fail your great expectations, Grandfather."

"But that Sea-Covering Evil Flood Dragon is a Primordial Variant at the Golden Core Great Perfection. Coupled with this endless beast tide, how are we to hunt it?"

"Hunt it?"

Great Elder Gu Cangyuan gave a cold laugh and swept his wide sleeve.

"I never fight a battle I'm not sure of winning."

"Did you think I bestowed the [Water-Covering Sky Screen Array] just to let those vassal families act as meat shields?"

"Beneath those five Formation Plates, I have long since secretly carved the sub-array runes of the [Spirit-Severing Dragon-Locking Array]."

"When the tens of thousands of elites from the five families have their last drop of blood-qi drained by the Formation, and when that evil flood dragon leads the beast tide to tear through the defense line and charges out..."

"The soaring resentment and Death Qi of those tens of thousands of people will completely activate the killing trap I have set."

"At that time, the Death Qi will turn into chains. Even if it were a True Dragon reborn, it would still have to submissively let me skin it and pull its tendons in my killing array."

Great Elder Gu Cangyuan stood up.

"A bunch of watchdogs. To be a stepping stone for my Gu Family's hundred-year foundation before they die is their supreme honor."

...

Beneath the Abyssal Trench, the sounds of killing shook the heavens.

Inside the core bottom cabin of the Linghu Lin Clan's flying cloud wave-breaking ship.

Lin Ze, dressed in green robes, sat cross-legged in the center of the Formation eye.

Floating before him was the physical Formation Plate of the Major Achievement stage Canglang Sword Array, which The Old Patriarch had spent his heart's blood to create.

At this moment, Lin Ze's eyes were slightly closed.

"Heh..."

Inside the quiet room.

Lin Ze opened his eyes.

"What a fine second-tier High Grade defensive grand array."

"What a fine Golden Core Old Ancestor, killing with a borrowed knife."

In the eyes of ordinary Cultivators, that was a life-saving light curtain.

But in the eyes of Lin Ze, who possessed Major Achievement in both [Formation] and [Artifact Refining Technique], combined with the 'Microscopic Analysis' ability of his panel...

"Treating us as flesh and blood sacrifices to offer to your Dragon-Locking Grand Array, wanting to monopolize the providence of that Golden Core evil flood dragon?"

Lin Ze slowly stood up.

"Canghai Sect, you have been high and mighty for too long—so long that you think the rules of this world can only be set by you."

Lin Ze raised his hand and joined his fingers like a sword, lightly tapping on the Canglang Sword Array plate in front of him.

"Using my Lin Family as bait?"

"Then I will completely flip this chessboard right under your noses."

"Buzz..."

"Major Achievement Pure Water Art, removing the Formation eye imprint."

"Limit-Breaking Heavy Water, altering the spiritual power circuits."

Lin Ze not only cut off the Formation's forced extraction of the Lin Family Cultivators' blood-qi, but also transferred the core control of this Formation Plate to the Canglang Sword Array in his hand.

"You want to set a killing trap?"

"Purple Thunder!" he shouted lowly.

"Roar!"

"Xiao Xuan, Cold Shadow."

Deep underwater, the Black-Armored Water-Seeking Turtle, transformed into a giant black mountain shield, and the Green-Scaled Cold Shadow Fish opened their eyes at the same time.