298: Chapter 298 Setting up the formation! Using arrogance to defeat arrogance

Chu Sheng flew out of Tianmo Mountain, the golden light behind him in hot pursuit.

Arrogance's speed was neither fast nor slow, like a cat toying with a mouse, deliberately hanging back.

Chu Sheng gritted his teeth, fully activating Fuyao Ninety Thousand Miles, his figure turning into a dark golden stream of light, sweeping across the ten-thousand-mile snowfield.

But Fuyao Ninety Thousand Miles was not a true Divine Ability after all.

The wind and snow howled in his ears, ice crystals carving bloody marks on his face, but he dared not stop.

If he stopped, he would die.

He looked back; Arrogance's figure was looming in the wind and snow, like a moving golden mountain.

The scepter in his hand emitted a piercing light, illuminating the entire snowfield.

Chu Sheng's heart sank.

He knew that running like this was not a solution.

His Spiritual Qi was being consumed rapidly, while Arrogance was strolling leisurely.

He had to think of a way.

As he flew, Chu Sheng summoned the four zhu xian swords from his Dantian.

The swords circled around him, dark golden Sword Qi flickering in the wind and snow.

He began to set up a Formation.

Not in the air, but on the snowfield.

Every time he flew a certain distance, he would strike the Sword Qi of one of the swords into the snow, burying a Formation mark.

Four swords, four Formation marks, weaving into a giant net.

He deliberately buried the Formation marks very deep, so deep that even Divine Sense could hardly detect them.

Arrogance chased from behind, a trace of contempt always hanging on his lips.

He was not afraid of Chu Sheng playing tricks.

What kind of waves could a mouse stir up?

Chu Sheng flew to an open snowfield and stopped.

He turned around, facing Arrogance, and stopped running.

Arrogance also stopped, standing a hundred zhang away, looking down at him condescendingly.

"Not running anymore?" His voice carried a hint of a smile.

Chu Sheng panted heavily, looked at Arrogance, and suddenly smiled.

That smile was very provocative, carrying a kind of deliberate, arrogant defiance.

"Why run? You are nothing but a clown. If you have the ability, come in and catch me."

He raised his hand, and the four zhu xian swords broke out of the snow, unfurling a curtain of dark golden Sword Qi around him.

The embryonic form of the Formation appeared, with Sword Qi like a tide, pushing back the wind and snow.

Chu Sheng stood in the center of the Formation, arms crossed, chin held high, like an arrogant God of War.

Arrogance looked at him without moving.

Chu Sheng laughed, "Dare to come into the Formation and have a showdown with me?"

His gaze swept over the Formation, without a ripple in his eyes.

"Mouse, do you think I am a moron? Or like that brainless thing, Wrath?"

His lips curled higher, "You dare to show off such cheap tricks in front of me?"

Chu Sheng's smile stiffened for a moment.

This plot wasn't right; shouldn't Arrogance feel invincible and come directly in to fight him?

Arrogance continued, "Your Formation looks intimidating, but it's actually fragile. I can break it with one move. But I won't."

He put away his scepter, sat cross-legged on the snow, placed his hands on his knees, and closed his eyes.

"Maintaining a Formation requires massive amounts of Spiritual Qi, right? I will just wait for your Spiritual Qi to be exhausted. By then, you won't even have the strength to crawl."

He opened one eye, looking at Chu Sheng, his eyes full of mockery.

"What can you do to me?"

Chu Sheng's face turned very ugly.

He gritted his teeth, activated the Formation, and sent Sword Qi blasting toward Arrogance.

Arrogance raised his hand, a golden barrier blocking his front, deflecting the Sword Qi.

He remained motionless, the smile on his lips deepening.

"Mere parlor tricks."

Chu Sheng blasted a few more times, but they were all blocked.

His Spiritual Qi was consuming rapidly, and the light of the Formation began to dim.

Fine sweat appeared on his forehead, and his fingers were trembling.

Arrogance looked at him, the mockery in his eyes growing stronger.

"A mouse is just a mouse." He stood up and brushed the snow off his body, "I have changed my mind. You were disrespectful to me just now, so I have decided..."

He paused, a cold glint flashing in his golden pupils.

"To torture you first, then kill you."

Chu Sheng lowered his head, his shoulders trembling.

It looked like he was afraid.

But Arrogance did not see his face.

There was no fear on his face, only a smile of success and relief.

He had been acting the whole time.

From the moment he stopped, he had been acting.

That Formation, those blasts, those panicked expressions were all fake.

The real Formation had been set from the moment Arrogance stepped onto this snowfield.

Not four swords, but five.

There was one more, the broken sword left to him by the Heavenly Demon Ancestor.

Arrogance had walked over it without noticing.

Because Arrogance was too arrogant.

He trusted his own perception, believing that a mouse could not escape his palm.

He did not expect that a mouse would also bite.

Chu Sheng raised his head, looked at Arrogance, and the panic on his face vanished completely.

He smiled, very relaxed.

"Senior, do you know where you are standing?"

Arrogance frowned slightly.

He looked down at the snow beneath his feet, probed with his Divine Sense, and his expression suddenly changed.

Beneath the snow, a massive Formation was operating.

Not four swords, but five.

The zhu xian sword Qi wove into an airtight net, shrouding the entire snowfield.

And he was standing right in the center of the Formation.

"You—" Arrogance's voice carried a hint of surprise, but no fear.

Chu Sheng looked at him, his lips curling up.

"Senior, didn't you say the Formation was fragile? Then walk out."

Arrogance did not move.

His Divine Sense swept over the Formation, trying to find the core.

But he found that the core of this Formation was not inside, but outside.

On Chu Sheng.

As long as Chu Sheng did not die, the Formation would not break.

Arrogance's face sank.

He did not expect to be schemed against by a mouse.

Chu Sheng looked at him and smiled even more happily.

"So you can feel fear too."

Arrogance's pupils shrank.

He was not afraid; he was just surprised.

But Chu Sheng's words stung his self-esteem.

As a dignified Demon Lord, he was actually forced into this state by an ant.

Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and the scepter turned slowly in his hand.

"Do you think this broken Formation can trap me?"

Chu Sheng said, "It can't trap you. But it can drag you down. Drag you down until your Spiritual Qi is exhausted."

Arrogance laughed, a cold laugh.

"My Spiritual Qi is not something you can afford to consume."

He raised his scepter, golden light gathering at the head of the staff, and blasted toward the wall of the Formation.

The Formation shook, but did not break.

Blood spilled from the corner of Chu Sheng's mouth, but he gritted his teeth and did not fall.

He activated the Heavenly Venerable Duobao, and colorful light poured into the Formation, neutralizing Arrogance's attack.

Arrogance frowned deeper.

He did not expect this Formation to be so resilient.

Chu Sheng looked at him, with no fear in his eyes, only a kind of near-insane determination.

"Senior, let's wear each other down. Let's see if your Spiritual Qi runs out first, or my life runs out first."

Arrogance did not speak.

He raised his scepter and struck again.

The Formation shook again, and Chu Sheng spat out another mouthful of blood.

But he did not fall.

He stood there, looking at Arrogance, with a smile still hanging on his lips.

Arrogance's face became increasingly ugly.

As a dignified Demon Lord, he was actually dragged down by a mouse.

If this news got out, where would he put his face?