778: Chapter 777 Destroying the Annihilation Formation!

Seeing this, the weapon spirit waved its hand, and three light spheres flew straight toward Qin Yan. Gray, black, and dark gold—one after another, they sank into the space between Qin Yan's brows.

The moment the light spheres entered his body, Qin Yan felt a thunderous rumble in his mind as a massive, ancient torrent of information flooded frantically into his consciousness space like a river bursting its banks.

The various saber Martial Skills that Venerable Destruction had cultivated throughout his life surfaced first—the Nine Styles of the Destruction Saber. From the first style to the ninth style, every single style contained the essence of destruction power; once the saber was drawn, all things would be destroyed.

The Seven Destruction Absolute Slashes—each slash doubled in power compared to the previous one. It was said that upon cultivating to the seventh slash, one could even split a Small World wide open.

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Right after was Venerable Destruction's proudest Myriad Domain Transformations Domain—the method of condensing the Destruction Saber Domain, how to sublimate pure Destruction Spear Intent into a Domain, and how to change the Domain's form at will. Every single detail was etched deep into his consciousness as if he had experienced it firsthand.

Finally, there was the Legacy of Mental Energy and Spirit Arrays. The methods of constructing various Formations lit up one by one in Qin Yan's mind like a starry sky.

The basic knowledge of a Spirit Array Master—the method of condensing spirit Seals, the techniques of carving Formation lines, and the way to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

There were also the setup methods for various Formations—spirit Gathering Formations, Defensive Formations, Trapping Formations, Killing Formations, and Illusion Formations, ranging from the first grade to the ninth grade, covering everything.

Legacy after Legacy of skills was slowly absorbed and accommodated by Qin Yan.

That information settled in his mind and fused with his memories, becoming a part of him.

Although he could not fully comprehend it yet, it was at least imprinted in his mind, waiting for him to slowly digest it in the future.

Meanwhile, that two-thousandths of the Saber Dao Profound Truth and Destruction Profound Truth also entered Qin Yan's body.

The two Profound Truths, one gold and one gray, exuded a sharp and domineering aura, seeking to take root inside Qin Yan's body and fuse into one with him.

However, the moment the two entered Qin Yan's body, they were wrapped by dark chains.

Those dark chains were completely pitch-black, with dark runes flowing across their surfaces, exuding a strange and profound aura.

They extended from Qin Yan's spiritual world, tightly binding the two Profound Truths.

In front of these dark chains, the Saber Dao Profound Truth and the Destruction Profound Truth were like little brothers seeing their big brother, trembling in fear and not daring to resist.

The aura exuded by the dark chains was that of the Darkness Profundity, an existence far superior to them.

Under the pressure of the Darkness Profundity, the Saber Dao Profound Truth and the Destruction Profound Truth did not even dare to harbor a thought of resistance.

Soon after, they willingly allowed themselves to be sealed by the dark chains, sinking deep into his mind.

They would wait until Qin Yan made a Breakthrough to the Grandmaster realm before being unsealed, absorbed, and fused.

Watching Qin Yan receive the Legacy bit by bit, a look of gratification appeared on the weapon spirit's face.

Decades of waiting, decades of watching, decades of anticipation—today, it had finally come to an end.

"Master, I have finally found a suitable successor for you. I have successfully fulfilled my mission, and now I can depart."

After the weapon spirit finished speaking, his body became even more transparent.

His figure, which was already illusory, was now like a thin mist, as if a gust of wind could blow it away.

His mission was complete.

Then, the weapon spirit looked up at the sky above this area, his gaze narrowing.

This area was the place where his master and Venerable Purple Thunder had fought their great battle.

For decades, the thick destruction mist and the purple sea of lightning had been intertwining, clashing, and consuming each other here.

Between the two forces, his master's power had always held the upper hand.

Now, he was going to bring an end to this area.

Waving his hand, the weapon spirit took out a Formation Plate.

The Formation Plate was completely pitch-black, circular, and the size of a palm, with its surface densely carved with intricate patterns.

A hazy gray light emanated from the Formation Plate, slowly drifting in the Void Realm like mist.

"Go!"

With a low shout from the weapon spirit, the Formation Plate in his hand immediately lofted into the air, flying toward the area where the thick destruction mist and the sea of lightning intertwined.

Meanwhile, high in the sky, the thick destruction mist and the sea of lightning intertwined. Lines of patterns lit up from time to time within the thick mist, and droplets of destruction condensed one by one, falling into the sea of lightning and slowly devouring it.

This was the clash between the powers of Venerable Destruction and Venerable Purple Thunder, a continuation of the two Venerables' wills.

For decades, it had never stopped.

As the Formation Plate reached high into the sky, it shed a thick gray light.

Grayish-black light surged from the Formation Plate like a tide, spreading in all directions.

Wherever the light passed, the thick destruction mist was dispersed bit by bit.

The patterns inside the thick mist lit up bit by bit.

Those patterns had originally been hidden deep within the thick mist, looming indistinctly.

Now, under the illumination of the gray light, they became clearly visible.

Soon, the full view of those patterns appeared.

As it turned out, these were no ordinary patterns, but Formation lines!

Grayish-black Formation lines, dense and layered, covered the entire sky.

Within the Formation lines, the light of spirit Seals faintly flowed.

A massive, gray, circular Formation emerged in the center of the thick mist.

The Formation was circular, with a diameter of several hundred Zhang, enveloping the entire area within it.

Within the Formation, over a thousand gray Formation lines shone brightly.

They intertwined, connecting and supporting one another, forming a complete whole.

This was a ninth-grade killing Formation set up by Venerable Destruction during his lifetime—the Destruction Killing Formation!

Now, the Formation was activated once again, displaying its power once more.

As the gray light of the Formation Plate fell upon this Formation, the Formation instantly began to expand at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Starting from several hundred Zhang, it expanded outward; starting from a circle, it spread in all directions.

Formation lines lit up one by one, layering upon each other and extending outward.

The Formation grew larger, denser, and stronger.

From several hundred Zhang to several thousand Zhang, and from several thousand Zhang to tens of thousand Zhang—by the end, the Formation was already a hundred times its original size!

Its light became brighter, its patterns denser, and its aura more terrifying.

Driven by the Formation, the thick destruction mist instantly condensed into hundreds of black destruction raindrops!

Those raindrops were completely pitch-black, crystal clear, and exuded a dense destruction aura.

They hovered high in the sky like black stars, dense and blotting out the heavens.

High in the sky, the destruction raindrops gathered in increasing numbers and density, growing from hundreds to thousands, and from thousands to tens of thousands.

The entire sky was covered by black raindrops, resembling a black ocean.

Soon after, these destruction raindrops fell toward that purple sea of lightning!

Like a black army, they dived down from high in the sky, launching a charge toward the purple sea of lightning.

Wherever the raindrops passed, space itself was sliced open.

The many Grandmaster experts below suddenly felt the surrounding environment turn cold and overbearingly dominant.