264: Chapter 264 Chu Ling shatters the Vajra Formation with one kick, the alliance collapses!

"Have you all washed your necks?"

Su Yang's cold and overbearing voice exploded over the wilderness camp, laced with the terrifying pressure of the Soul Transformation Stage, making everyone's eardrums below sting.

The over a thousand Cultivators were in an uproar. Facing this inescapable net, this kid still dared to speak so insolently!

The Old Celestial Master trembled with rage, pointing his fly-whisk at the giant dragon in mid-air.

"Arrogant brat! You dare to boast even when death is at your doorstep! Today, I shall act on behalf of Heaven and eliminate this demon for the sake of the Dao!"

Su Yang picked his ear, not even giving the Old Celestial Master a direct look.

He turned to look at Mary beside him.

"Foreign bat, there's a bunch of old, weak, sick, and disabled down there. Who do you want to eat first?"

Mary flapped the black bat wings on her back, her crimson eyes scanning the crowd below. She stuck out her red tongue and licked her lips.

"Boss, although these people's cultivation is mediocre, their blood qi is quite vigorous."

"Especially these bald monks in the middle; their blood qi is the most abundant. It'll definitely be satisfying to drain them!"

Hearing this, the Abbot of the Vajra Temple was fuming with rage, his rugged face turning the color of pig liver.

"Prodigy! You dare treat this old monk as blood food! Today, I will certainly cast you into the eighteen levels of Hell, never to be reincarnated!"

The Sect Head of the Emei Sword Sect also drew her longsword and shouted angrily, "Alliance Leader! Why waste words with these demons? Activate the grand Formation immediately and pierce them with ten thousand swords!"

The Old Celestial Master's eyes nearly split from rage as he suddenly held up a shimmering golden command token.

"Disciples, hear my command! Ten Thousand Swords Demon Execution Grand Array, rise!"

Rumble!

Around the camp, hundreds of Formation Flags simultaneously erupted with blinding light.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi within a ten-mile radius was instantly drained by the grand Formation, turning into a terrifying spiritual power storm.

The thousands of Flying Swords suspended in mid-air emitted bursts of ear-piercing sword hums under the infusion of spiritual power.

The sword bodies swelled, transforming into thousands of sharp Sword Qi several zhang long, resembling an airtight net of swords.

"Kill!"

The Old Celestial Master waved his fly-whisk.

Swish, swish, swish!

Thousands of Sword Qi, carrying the terrifying power to tear through the Void Realm, shot towards the Frost Giant Dragon and Su Yang a hundred meters up in the sky like a torrential rain.

Before the Sword Qi even arrived, the sharp, fierce winds had already torn the tents below into shreds.

Standing behind Su Yang, Qin Xueji turned pale with fright, her hands deathly gripping the hem of Su Yang's jacket.

Although she was already at the Foundation Establishment Stage, she still instinctively felt fear facing such a terrifying attack that could instantly level a mountaintop.

Bai Li's purple eyes shimmered as nine fluffy white fox tails slowly unfurled behind her.

She was just about to step forward to block this wave of sword rain.

"A few pieces of scrap metal aren't worthy of you taking action."

Su Yang reached out and pressed down on Bai Li's shoulder, pulling her back behind him.

Facing the thousands of Flying Swords shooting from all directions, Su Yang's hands remained in his casual pants pockets, his figure unmoving.

He only gave a cold snort.

"Break."

Buzz!

A dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire suddenly erupted from within Su Yang's body.

The golden light transformed into a massive semi-circular flame barrier, enveloping the entire Frost Giant Dragon and the five people on its head.

In the next second.

Bang, bang, bang, bang!

Thousands of Flying Swords, each with power comparable to a full-strength strike from the Golden Core Stage, slammed violently against the golden flame barrier.

There was no world-shaking explosion, nor was there a violent clash of deadlock.

The moment the Flying Swords touched the Pure Yang True Fire, it was like ice cubes falling into boiling water.

Sizzle!

The Flying Swords, made of refined steel and engraved with Formation runes, couldn't even last for a single breath; they were directly melted into glowing red molten iron by the incomparably overbearing Pure Yang True Fire!

Thousands of Flying Swords turned into a rain of scalding molten iron in mid-air, pouring down toward the wilderness camp below.

"Ah—!"

"My hand!"

"Help! The fire won't go out!"

The scalding molten iron, mixed with the unextinguished Pure Yang True Fire, rained down indiscriminately on the heads of the over a thousand Cultivators below.

The Protective Aura was useless in front of the Pure Yang True Fire and was instantly burned through.

Molten iron dripped onto the Cultivators, burning right through their flesh to the bone.

Piercing screams rose one after another, and the entire camp instantly turned into a living Hell.

The Sect Heads of various Schools, who had been bursting with confidence just moments ago, were now in a wretched state, frantically circulating their True Qi to block the molten iron falling from the sky.

The Sect Head of the Emei Sword Sect watched as the seventy-two Flying Swords her sect had painstakingly forged all turned into molten iron. Her heart ached so much she spat out blood, her eyes rolling back as she nearly fainted.

One move!

Just by releasing his protective True Qi, he had broken the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Execution Grand Array that the Demon Slaying Alliance had spent countless Top-Grade Spirit Stones to set up!

The Old Celestial Master stood on the Command Platform, holding his fly-whisk, completely stunned.

He couldn't understand how the True Qi in a person's body could be so overbearing that it could instantly melt refined steel Flying Swords!

"Old bald donkey! It's your turn! Quickly activate the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle!" the Old Celestial Master roared frantically at the Abbot of the Vajra Temple, his voice carrying an irrepressible tremble.

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple was drenched in sweat, but he knew there was no retreat now.

"Martial monks, hear my command! Form the Formation!"

The Abbot pressed his palms together, his entire body erupting with blinding golden light.

Three hundred Arhat martial monks in yellow monastic robes quickly sat cross-legged in front of the Command Platform and chanted scriptures in unison.

Three hundred streams of fierce and powerful martial monk blood qi intertwined and gathered in mid-air.

Boom!

A golden Arhat phantom, dozens of zhang tall and emitting sacred Buddha light, rose from the center of the camp.

The Arhat phantom glared with wide eyes, holding a massive golden Demon Subduing Pestle, emitting a terrifying pressure that suppressed everything.

This pressure had even faintly touched the threshold of the Nascent Soul Stage.

"Evil demons! Die!"

The Abbot roared. The golden Arhat phantom raised the several dozen-meter-long Demon Subduing Pestle and slammed it down violently toward the Frost Giant Dragon in mid-air with the force of Mount Tai.

Before the Demon Subduing Pestle even arrived, the terrifying sonic boom had already caused many low-level Cultivators below to bleed from their facial orifices.

On the dragon's back.

Su Yang didn't even spare a glance at this so-called golden Arhat.

"Chu Ling, I'll leave this to you. Tear down this scrap metal statue, but don't make too much dust," Su Yang ordered casually.

"As you command, Boss."

A cold killing intent flashed in Chu Ling's icy blue eyes.

Today she wore an icy blue off-the-shoulder long dress, her fair and slender legs partially visible beneath the hem.

Without using any flashy Spells, Chu Ling's figure flickered, and she leaped directly down from the hundred-meter-high dragon head!

Facing the golden Arhat phantom, which was over a hundred times larger than her and emitted terrifying Buddha light, Chu Ling's beautiful face was full of disdain.

She was an Unmelting Bone in her true form! Her physical strength was enough to withstand heavenly lightning!

"Get back!"

Chu Ling gave a soft shout. In mid-air, she suddenly twisted her slender waist, her right leg bringing a bone-chilling, extremely cold Yin wind. Like a long whip, it slammed violently against the massive golden Demon Subduing Pestle that was crashing upward!

Boom!!!

An earth-shattering explosion that shattered eardrums erupted in the sky over the wilderness.

A delicate woman's body went head-to-head with a golden Arhat phantom dozens of zhang tall.

Under everyone's horrified gazes.

Crack!

The golden Demon Subduing Pestle, claimed to be indestructible and formed from the blood qi of three hundred martial monks, actually shattered inch by inch under the strike of Chu Ling's fair and tender leg!

And it wasn't over yet!

After kicking the Demon Subduing Pestle into pieces, Chu Ling's momentum didn't decrease. Her figure turned into a streak of icy blue light, kicking directly into the chest of the golden Arhat phantom.

Bang!

The extremely cold Origin of the ten thousand year profound ice marrow surged frantically into the Arhat phantom's body through Chu Ling's toes.

The massive golden Arhat was instantly frozen into a deep blue ice sculpture.

Then, with a "boom," the entire ice sculpture completely shattered in mid-air, scattering as a sky full of ice crystal dust.

"Pfft—!"

The Formation was forcibly shattered with brute force, and the three hundred martial monks sitting cross-legged below simultaneously suffered a fatal backlash.

All three hundred people spat out a mouthful of blood in unison, their faces turning as pale as paper. Their auras withered to the extreme as they fell to the ground, howling in pain.

The Abbot of the Vajra Temple was even knocked back over a dozen steps, falling onto his buttocks on the Command Platform, his golden Buddhist beads scattering all over the ground.

He stared wide-eyed at the icy blue figure floating back onto the dragon's back, his heart nearly stopping.

One kick!

With just one kick, she had shattered the Vajra Temple's guardian grand Formation!

What kind of monster was this?!

In less than five minutes.

The two great killing Formations the Demon Slaying Alliance was so proud of, the Ten Thousand Swords Demon Execution Grand Array and the Vajra Demon Subduing Circle, were completely crushed with the purest violence by a man and a woman!

The entire wilderness camp fell into a deathly silence.

Only the "sizzling" sound of molten iron burning flesh and the painful groans of the Cultivators echoed.

The Dao Heart of the over a thousand Cultivators completely collapsed at this moment.

They had thought they were a righteous army coming to eliminate demons for the Dao, but now they realized they were just a bunch of ignorant ants who had come to die.

The Old Celestial Master trembled all over, his fly-whisk already dropped on the ground.

He finally understood exactly what kind of terrifying, peerless god of slaughter he had provoked.

On the back of the Frost Giant Dragon.

Su Yang pulled his hands out of his casual pants pockets and cracked his neck.

He walked to the edge of the dragon, looking down at the despairing Old Celestial Master from above.

Su Yang tapped his toes lightly on the dragon scales.

His entire being turned into a streak of golden light, falling straight down from a height of a hundred meters.