67: Where the strange phenomenon is, clouds move in all directions

The sky was torn apart by a seven-colored divine light, and a magnificent and vast aura, like a celestial river pouring down, enveloped the entire land.

The source of the light pillar was a solitary valley.

When Jiang Chen's figure appeared above the valley, even though he was mentally prepared, he was still shocked by the sight before him.

Inside the valley, all the vegetation was tinged with a seven-colored halo, and the extremely pure Spiritual Qi transformed into a visible thick mist, swirling within the valley.

And in the center of the thick mist, a figure floated silently.

Nangong Mingyue.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her light blue gauze dress moved without wind, and sacred seven-colored divine light surrounded her, making her already beautiful face appear like a Heavenly God from the Nine Heavens, unstained by a speck of dust.

Her aura was rising at a terrifying speed, and each breath she took resonated with the Laws of heaven and earth.

The Profound Yin Sacred Body was Awakening.

“She certainly knows how to pick a spot.”

Jiang Chen stood suspended in the air, his gaze sweeping across his surroundings, his expression cold.

This valley was open and exposed, practically a live target.

Without a moment's hesitation, with a thought, dozens of Formation Flags flickering with profound runes flew out from his Storage Ring, distributing themselves with extreme precision at various points around the valley.

Immediately after, his hands flew, forming complex seals, and he chanted incantations.

“Heavenly Dipper Big Dipper, seal!”

“Nine Palaces Eight Trigrams, conceal!”

As his last word fell, a brilliant light erupted, echoing the Formation Flags on the ground and instantly connecting them into a continuous expanse.

A massive golden light barrier enveloped the entire valley.

Only after completing all of this did Jiang Chen slightly relax, landing inside the Formation, quietly guarding Nangong Mingyue from a hundred zhang away.

His gaze fell upon her serene face, and just then, Yu Meier and Wen Yan also arrived, panting.

“Saint... Saint, oh my goodness... are you trying to fly?”

Wen Yan leaned on his knees, out of breath.

He looked at the grand Formation covering the valley, feeling the terrifying power it contained, and his eyes nearly popped out in surprise.

This scale of work was too grand, wasn't it?

Yu Meier landed beside Jiang Chen, her beautiful eyes also filled with shock.

She looked at the Formation, then at the woman in the center of the Formation, enveloped by myriad divine lights, and the bitter feeling in her heart became even more pronounced.

She bit her lower lip, but ultimately said nothing, just stood silently.

Before they could catch their breath, streaks of light appeared one after another in the distant sky.

The first to arrive were a clear sword light and a surging black mist, which were Ye Xihe and Mo Yuan.

The two landed not far away, looking at the seemingly ordinary rocky wasteland before them, both frowning.

They both clearly sensed that the source of the anomaly was here, but now they could see nothing.

“A Formation?”

Ye Xihe's gaze swept over Jiang Chen.

Mo Yuan, on the other hand, was observing the Formation laid out by Jiang Chen with great interest, his eyes deep, wondering what he was thinking.

Immediately after, from the western sky, a supremely domineering golden streak of light pierced through the air, and Ao Ya's figure appeared.

When he saw Jiang Chen, his golden pupils instantly constricted, revealing his killing intent.

But his gaze was quickly drawn to the strange atmosphere here, and he temporarily suppressed the thought of acting.

From the south, a peaceful Buddha light shone, and a young monk in a moon-white monastic robe, treading on a golden lotus platform, slowly approached.

His face was handsome, his demeanor solemn, and he was none other than Jing Xin from the Ancient Temple Wuxiang Temple.

He clasped his hands together, bowing slightly to everyone, but his gaze lingered on the Formation laid out by Jiang Chen for a moment, and a hint of surprise flashed in his glass-like Buddha eyes.

In just a short incense stick's time, outside the valley, over a hundred Cultivators had already gathered.

They came from various major forces, both righteous and evil, but at this moment, everyone's eyes were filled with undisguised greed and fervent desire, staring intently at the soaring seven-colored light pillar and the faint figure beneath it.

A peerless Opportunity!

These four words appeared in everyone's minds.

“Saint, this... this situation, it seems we've stirred up a hornet's nest.”

Wen Yan swallowed, feeling his scalp tingle.

Being stared at by so many powerful individuals with covetous eyes, the pressure was simply too great.

Jiang Chen's expression remained unchanged, as if he hadn't seen the people outside.

Just then, three streaks of sword light pierced through the air and landed beside Jiang Chen.

“Saint!”

The newcomers were Xiao Tiandu, Song Ningxue, and Qing Linghe.

The three of them had obviously also been attracted by the anomaly, and seeing Jiang Chen and Nangong Mingyue within the Formation, they immediately understood the situation.

Xiao Tiandu glanced at the situation outside, his brows tightly furrowed, and walked to Jiang Chen's side, asking in a deep voice:

“What's the situation?”

His voice was as steady as ever.

“Mingyue is Awakening her Physique and cannot be disturbed.”

Jiang Chen's answer was concise and to the point.

Song Ningxue and Qing Linghe did not ask further, but silently stood behind Jiang Chen, their long swords tightly gripped, their attitude self-evident.

They were True Disciples of Hongtian Holy Land, and at a time like this, no matter what Jiang Chen wanted to do, they would stand on the same front.

Seeing his own people arrive, Wen Yan finally gained some confidence; he puffed out his chest and stood next to Xiao Tiandu, glaring at the people outside, emboldened by their presence.

The atmosphere outside the valley grew increasingly tense.

Everyone was deterred by the grand Formation laid out by Jiang Chen, and for a time, no one dared to make the first move.

Finally, a figure walked out from the crowd.

“Amitabha.”

Jing Xin was the first to break the silence; he looked at Jiang Chen, his voice gentle.

“Benefactor Jiang, the anomaly here is astonishing; there must be a divine object appearing. Why does Benefactor conceal the heavenly secrets with a Formation?”

Jing Xin's words voiced the thoughts of everyone present.

Before Jiang Chen could speak, another voice came from the crowd.

It was Yuan Haotian.

He had changed into a new golden python robe, and although his face was still a bit pale, his injuries had clearly recovered by more than half.

Behind him followed more than a dozen Disciples of the Tianyuan Divine Dynasty, as well as some Cultivators from Sects affiliated with the Tianyuan Divine Dynasty, creating a formidable presence.

“Jiang Chen!”

Yuan Haotian's voice rang out, “Do you think by setting up this broken Formation, you can monopolize this peerless Opportunity?”

His voice, amplified by spiritual power, spread in all directions, clearly reaching everyone's ears, instantly igniting the fire of greed in their hearts.

“This is a divine object of heaven and earth; those who see it have a share, and those who are fated shall obtain it! Is your Hongtian Holy Land acting so domineeringly that you wish to make an enemy of everyone present, and of the entire world?!”

Yuan Haotian's speech was highly inflammatory, instantly pushing Jiang Chen and Hongtian Holy Land to the opposition of everyone.

“That's right! Why should he monopolize it?!”

“Everyone, let's go together, break this Formation, and the Opportunity will be shared by all!”

The crowd began to stir, and the atmosphere became tense.

Jiang Chen raised his eyelids, his gaze sweeping over everyone present one by one, a slow smile spreading across his lips as he looked at them amusedly.

“Just with your bunch of rabble?”