254: Thirty-Six Heavenly Generals Bronze Men Formation

Ji Wuchang had no idea how much trouble his small action had caused for that Demon Race man.

He simply felt that since these people were dead, it was inappropriate to leave their bodies in such a place; it was better to burn them clean so they could be reincarnated sooner.

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and his eyes instantly lit up.

“System, Check-in!”

“Ding! Check-in at the Purple Flame Venerable's tomb successful. Reward: twelve years of cultivation base, luck points +12.”

Hearing the System's voice, Ji Wuchang's eyes shone; this place was indeed a treasure trove.

“System, use twelve years of cultivation base to Cultivate Wind-Thunder Void Step!”

[Ding! During the host's twelfth year of cultivation, the understanding of the Shrinking Ground to an Inch Profound Truth has further deepened. Shrinking Ground to an Inch can now be performed within Ten thousand feet!]

[Wind-Thunder Void Step is approaching Major Achievement. Speed is further enhanced, and the sound of flying thunder gradually disappears when the technique is performed.]

As the System's voice faded, countless insights flooded into Ji Wuchang's Divine Soul and Sea of Consciousness, leaving him both shocked and delighted.

He could clearly feel that his understanding of the Wind-Thunder Void Step had reached a terrifying level.

Ripples surged beneath his feet; with just a thought, he could vanish instantly.

At this moment, he felt even more confident in his ability to protect himself.

One step, Ten thousand feet—what a terrifying speed. In the future, even if he couldn't win a fight, his escape skills would definitely be top-tier.

With such incredible speed, he estimated that even those in the Dao Severing Realm might not be able to catch him.

He decided to Cultivate the Wind-Thunder Void Step to Major Achievement in one go. In the world of martial arts, only speed is invincible!

Just then, a pitch-black blade light appeared silently, heading straight for Ji Wuchang's throat at an incredibly high speed.

The pitch-black blade light pierced directly through Ji Wuchang's throat. The one holding the blade was one of the two black-robed men.

A cold look appeared in the black-robed man's eyes, but his expression suddenly changed drastically because the Ji Wuchang he had pierced through actually dissipated.

“An Afterimage!”

The Black-clothed man's face turned grim. Before he could react, Yu Ling arrived in front of him, her cold eyes filled with killing intent.

Yu Ling threw a punch, and mountain phantoms emerged—it was the Mountain Fist.

The Black-clothed man reacted extremely quickly, striking out with his left palm to collide directly with Yu Ling's fist.

With a loud bang, the Black-clothed man let out a muffled groan as his body was sent flying. His form gradually faded, as if about to dissipate.

At that moment, Ji Wuchang appeared beside the Black-clothed man, his eyes cold and his right fist clenched, flickering with thunder light.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ji Wuchang struck out with all his might, his fist slamming directly into the transparent phantom.

A miserable scream echoed from the phantom. Wisps of green smoke rose from the Black-clothed man's transparent body before he vanished without a trace.

Ji Wuchang frowned. He swept his Divine Soul over the area but truly could not find any trace of the Black-clothed man.

His heart chilled. That strike from the Black-clothed man just now had been terrifying. If he hadn't grasped the Profound Truth of Shrinking Ground to an Inch and vanished instantly, he would have died today.

The Black-clothed man had used some unknown method to approach them silently, leaving their Divine Souls without the slightest perception of him.

Seeing that Ji Wuchang was unharmed, Yu Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. That blade strike just now had been far too sudden.

If the Black-clothed man had aimed at her, she could have used Teleportation to escape instantly.

But if she had to use Teleportation to save someone else, there was an extra layer of difficulty.

Most importantly, the Black-clothed man must have used a special Secret Technique, making it almost as if he were standing right next to them.

At the end of the tunnel, the Black-clothed man reappeared. His right hand was scorched black, with lightning flickering upon it.

A trace of fear appeared in his eyes. He glanced back at the tunnel, his body gradually fading until he vanished.

Ji Wuchang and Yu Ling became increasingly cautious. They discovered another corpse, which Ji Wuchang again burned clean, before finally reaching the end of the tunnel.

Ji Wuchang knew that past the Barrier at the end of this tunnel lay a small square containing many bronze men, forming a terrifying Bronze Men Formation.

This Bronze Men Formation was extremely formidable; in his previous life, he had seen many skeletons within it.

In fact, whether one took the left or right tunnel, they would both lead to this small square.

The only difference was that the left tunnel had no traps, while the right tunnel was filled with them and even had a bronze man guarding it.

Reaching this small square from the right side required paying a price.

Without hesitation, the two stepped through the Barrier and emerged on the other side.

Just as Ji Wuchang remembered, it was a small square with thirty-six bronze men guarding every direction.

This Formation was precisely the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits Grand Formation, which shared the same subtle brilliance as the Thirty-Six Constellations Grand Formation that Wu Caojun had previously set up!

As soon as the two appeared, over a dozen gazes turned to look at them.

These people were divided into several groups. Among them, Wu Caojun, Tian Huafeng, Ma Xinsheng, and Wang Chunmian stood as a group on the far left at the front.

Wang Chunmian's face was pale, and blood was seeping through his chest; he was clearly seriously injured.

Two black-clothed men stood in a row on the far right at the front.

Seeing Ji Wuchang and Yu Ling, a flash of killing intent crossed the eyes of one of the black-clothed men!

In the center at the very front stood the people from the Demonic Paths First Hall. When they saw Ji Wuchang and Yu Ling, their eyes were unfriendly.

As for the Jiang Family led by Jiang Shifei, only nine people remained, including him.

Jiang Shifei's expression was grim, and when he looked at the two black-clothed men, his eyes were filled with fear.

Ji Wuchang and Yu Ling's gazes swept over the people present, their faces devoid of any expression.

Yu Ling stared at the two black-clothed men not far away, her gaze deep. A surge of killing intent rolled within her eyes, making her Aura even colder!

Ji Wuchang's eyes also flickered with killing intent. He felt that these two black-clothed men were even more dangerous than the people from the Demonic Paths First Hall.

“Hehe, everyone is finally here. Can we break the Formation now?”

One of the black-clothed men spoke with a cold expression, his eyes fixed on Wu Caojun with murderous intent.

Wu Caojun's gaze swept across the area, then he nodded calmly and said, “We can begin breaking the Formation.”

“However, this is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Spirits Grand Formation. It cannot be broken by one person. We need to attack from six directions simultaneously to have a chance at breaking it.”

“Therefore, to break this Formation, we need to select six people to follow my command.”

After Wu Caojun finished speaking, he fell silent and looked at the others present.

Hearing this, the rest of the people all frowned simultaneously.

If six people were needed, they naturally wouldn't all come from a single team. This meant every team would have to contribute someone.

One of the black-clothed men scanned the crowd and then spoke, “There are five teams here. Each team provides one person; there's nothing more to say about that.”

“As for the remaining one, they will come from the team with the most people. How about this arrangement?”

After the Black-clothed man finished speaking, his eyes fixed intensely on Jiang Shifei with a ferocious glint. Clearly, his last sentence was specifically directed at him.