312: One punch can overcome all techniques!

The flying boat was now surrounded by mountains and covered by dark clouds!

Towering mountains, impossible to climb, reached straight into the Nine Heavens. From within the dark clouds, the roars of malevolent spirits and ghosts continuously echoed, and terrifying demonic remnant souls watched with covetous eyes!

What terrified Saint Son Ning An the most was the several powerful pressures enveloping him from all directions. The flying boat was trapped by the smoke sea illusory realm banner, and strong pressures, like mountains, suppressed it from all sides. He had no escape route!

Trouble!

Wang Gui and Wang Li's faces turned ashen. They stood on either side of Saint Son Ning An, their true essence radiating, ready for battle at any moment!

"He Baichuan, how many people did you bring? How dare you block my path?"

"My Vermilion Bird Prefecture is not Tianyi Pavilion!"

Saint Son Ning An forced himself to calm down.

As a Saint Son of the Vermilion Bird Prefecture, how could he be intimidated by the current situation?

Everyone knew He Baichuan was skilled in Formations. They were in an illusion, and everything they saw or didn't see could actually be non-existent!

If he were truly scared into handing over his treasures by a few words, not only would he lose face for the Vermilion Bird Prefecture, but his own reputation as a Saint Son would be completely ruined!

Moreover, the Vermilion Bird Prefecture was a top power in the Inner Sea. He really didn't believe the other party would dare to make a move here!

"Hahaha..."

"Ning An, you truly won't shed a tear until you see the coffin. Do you really think I'm just bluffing you?"

"Don't try to scare us with the Vermilion Bird Prefecture. Since we dared to set up a Formation to trap you, we naturally came fully prepared!"

"To tell you the truth, someone wants to capture you alive, and the bounty is very high. Accept your fate!"

He Baichuan clearly had no intention of continuing to waste words with him!

For bandits like them, killing one Saint was the same as killing two. They had done such things before!

Vermilion Bird Prefecture?

It couldn't scare them!

Boom!!!

In the sky, a Formation Flag vibrated. In an instant, countless demons, specters, and malevolent spirits surged out from the gloomy dark clouds, rushing towards them!

Millions of specter ghost soldiers, demonic remnant souls!

Their first move was overwhelming!

The ghost Cultivator of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm used cunning and sinister methods, striking ruthlessly, clearly not intending to leave Ning An a way out!

Woo!!!

Ang!!!

Eerie roars and chilling ghost Qi emanated, as endless specters and ghost generals charged forth, instantly engulfing the entire flying boat!

Rumble!

The protective Formation above the flying boat could withstand attacks below the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, Third Layer, but facing the endless specters, malevolent spirits, and demonic remnant souls, it couldn't hold on for a moment!

"Saint, find a way to leave! We'll cover your retreat!"

"Yes, this is so close to Suspended City. As long as the Saint returns there, he'll be safe!"

Wang Li and Wang Gui's foreheads began to sweat. As Prodigies of the Vermilion Bird Prefecture, they also had a chance to become a Saint, but in front of Ning An, they were merely Prodigies!

Even if they were unwilling, they could only serve as a stepping stone for Ning An!

The strict Rank system of the Vermilion Bird Prefecture prevented them from attempting to escape privately.

"Retreat?!"

"Hmph, if it were just one He Baichuan, what would this Saint fear?"

Boom!!!

As his words fell, Saint Son Ning An took a step forward, and infinite flames erupted from his body!

Screech!!!

A sharp bird cry echoed, and in the Void Realm, a colossal Vermilion Bird figure emerged from his body!

Vermilion Bird Dharma Aspect!

This was a secret technique of the Vermilion Bird Prefecture. All Saints who cultivated the Vermilion Bird Sacred Law would condense a Vermilion Bird Dharma Aspect, which was terrifyingly powerful!

Crack! Crack!!!

As the Vermilion Bird Dharma Aspect appeared, the protective Formation on the flying boat finally gave way. Under the relentless attacks of endless specters, malevolent spirits, and demonic remnant souls, it was directly shattered!

"Kill!!!"

Wang Gui and Wang Li roared, their bodies beginning to transform.

Both were descendants of great demons, possessing ancient Bloodlines and extraordinary talent.

Boom!!!

The weapons in their hands whirled, their massive bodies reaching dozens of feet tall. Their Dharma Aspects appeared, and the weapons in their hands emitted endless divine radiance, slashing towards the myriad specters and malevolent spirits!

In the long sky, Saint Son Ning An's eyes were like the moon, countless runes shimmered, and enveloped in flames, he pointed a finger.

"Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame!!"

Golden light spewed from his mouth, like a command.

The Vermilion Bird Dharma Aspect unleashed terrifying flames, sweeping towards the depths of the dense dark clouds!

Although these endless specters and malevolent spirits were terrifying, and those demonic remnant souls were even more powerful, they were utterly powerless against the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame, which was their natural bane!

As long as he destroyed the eighteen smoke sea illusory realm soul banners deep within the dark clouds, He Baichuan's methods would be broken!

He wouldn't be able to stop him at all!

This was Saint Son Ning An's confidence. He was a Cultivator of the Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, Fourth Layer. How could he put a mere He Baichuan in his eyes?

Puff puff puff!!!

Flames surged around Wang Li and Wang Gui as they fought desperately against the dense specters and malevolent spirits, unable to spare a thought for anything else. Being able to protect themselves was already good enough!

If Saint Son Ning An couldn't break this Formation, they would only have one path: death!

"Petty tricks, and you think you can break my Formation?"

He Baichuan, deep within the heart of the Formation, sneered. Waving his hands, endless ghost Qi poured out, and behind him, colossal demonic remnant souls, like mountains, reappeared!

"Alright, your Divine Soul power is completely countered by him. Let me handle this!"

Suddenly, a deep voice rang out, and a figure as sturdy as a mountain emerged from the boundless dark clouds.

Boom!

The burly man threw a punch, his figure like a streak of light. Within that punch, it seemed as if he controlled a Major Thousand Worlds, annihilating all things in the world!

"Chen Xuantong!!! It's you!"

Saint Son Ning An recognized the burly man at a glance!

Chen Xuantong, that killing god, was here too?

Compared to He Baichuan, the person he least wanted to see was Chen Xuantong!

This guy was a terrifying existence on the verge of Breakthrough to Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, Fifth Layer, whose brute force could break all methods!

Rumor had it that he could tear apart all secret arts and Divine Abilities; even Dharma Aspects could not harm him!

"You still have some discernment, but unfortunately, you won't be leaving today!"

Rumble!

As soon as Chen Xuantong made a move, it became clear what a dimensionality reduction strike meant!

Even though he hadn't yet stepped into Heavenly Phenomenon Realm, Fifth Layer, dealing with Saint Son Ning An was effortless for him!

After a terrifying Protective Aura punch blasted out, heaven and earth trembled. The entire flying boat was instantly pulverized into dust, and the surrounding illusion shattered with a roar!

Screech!

The Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame couldn't even ignite a spark before it was extinguished by his punch Qi Protective Aura!

Puff!!!

Saint Son Ning An spat blood, his blood raining down from the sky, his black hair flying. His body suffered severe injuries, splitting open with terrifying gashes!

The sky cleared, and He Baichuan wore a wry smile.

As soon as Chen Xuantong made a move, even his Formation was almost crushed. Fortunately, he withdrew it in time.

However, Wang Li and Wang Gui, those two Prodigies, had been directly taken into the smoke sea illusory realm banner and trapped.

"You... you can't kill... me!"

The fear in Saint Son Ning An's heart at this moment was inexpressible, losing his former arrogance.

The terror of Chen Xuantong, this fierce man, was even more dreadful than he had imagined!

In one encounter, all the tendons and bones in his body were shattered!

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Someone paid for your life!"

Chen Xuantong sneered, a trace of fear unconsciously flashing in his eyes, then said: "You are not the first, and you will certainly not be the last. Others will come to join you!"