282: Chapter 282 The Four Who Regained Their Confidence

However, facing this Primordial Fire God with a monstrous Aura, comparable to a Quasi-Saint, none of the four Chan Sect members showed any sign of panic.

With a flash of light, the four gathered together again.

Daoist Cihang held the Pure Glass Vase in one hand, while Venerable Daoxing carried his Demon-Subduing Pestle on his shoulder. The four of them felt no tension at all.

With their hands behind their backs, they quietly watched the massive Formation that was continuously solidifying, even finding the leisure to critique it right in front of the enemy.

"Tsk tsk, this Formation... it won't do."

Venerable Daoxing raised an eyebrow, examining the Primordial Fire God with a critical gaze, and shook his head with some disdain:

"Without the cohesion of the Law of Formations, it is purely piled up stubbornly using quantity and the Origin of the Formation bases."

The Law of Formations is one of the three major auxiliary Laws in the Primordial World.

Integrating the Law of Formations into a Formation can reduce its mana consumption and significantly enhance its power, making it the premier choice for cross-level combat in the Primordial World.

He continued, "Although it barely reaches the pressure of a Quasi-Saint, it is nothing but an empty shell, full of flaws."

"What Junior Brother says is absolutely correct."

Golden Immortal Samantabhadra smiled slightly, his Wu Hook swords circling at his fingertips, his tone carrying a hint of pity:

"Nine Grand Unity Golden Immortals working together, including two at the Perfection stage, and even with the support of the Flame Crystal Array, the resulting Formation barely rivals the Early Stage of a Quasi-Saint..."

At this point, Golden Immortal Samantabhadra paused, turned to look at Daoist Cihang and Master Lingbao, and teased with a strange tone:

"If the bunch from Jinao Island of the Jie Sect saw this, especially the Ten Heavenly Lords, they would really laugh themselves to death at these people."

"Presumptuous! How dare you insult our tribe's divine Formation! Die!"

The Fire Clan expert at the Perfection stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, located at the core of the Primordial Fire God, was so angry that his three corpses jumped in rage.

The trump card they were so proud of had become a laughingstock in the eyes of their opponents.

This undisguised contempt completely detonated the last shred of reason in his mind!

Karma also invaded his Primordial Spirit at this moment.

Boom! The ten-thousand-foot-tall phantom of the Fire God took a sudden step forward. The magma war spear in his hand turned into a crimson stream of light that pierced through heaven and earth, carrying a Quasi-Saint strike that destroyed everything, and thrust fiercely toward the four Chan Sect members!

The terrifying power carried by the magma war spear caused the Void Realm to be torn apart and melted wherever it passed.

In this Flame Crystal Array, which was already filled with pure fire-type Laws, the power of this strike was amplified infinitely.

The heat wave, which destroyed everything, formed a tangible mana storm, attempting to strangle the four Chan Sect members to death.

"It is nothing but incompetent rage."

Facing this strike capable of destroying the heavens and the earth, Daoist Cihang's expression was calm, like an ancient well without ripples.

She stepped forward, and with a gentle tap of her jade hand, the Pure Glass Vase suddenly bloomed with billions of rays of gentle immortal light.

Immediately after, nectar surged from the vase, rising against the sky.

Boom—! Extreme heat and extreme cold collided in mid-air, erupting into a sky full of white mist.

Those magma divine fires, capable of melting Acquired Spirit Treasures, emitted a teeth-grinding "hissing" sound the moment they touched the nectar, being extinguished and vaporized in large swaths.

The Primordial Fire God's earth-shattering spear strike was forcibly weakened by thirty percent under the nectar of the Innate Spirit Treasure, the Pure Glass Vase!

At the same time, Master Lingbao laughed loudly, and the Dragon-Tiger Seal above his head crashed down.

Like an immortal primordial divine mountain, it suppressed the Void Realm in front of the four of them.

The Dragon-Tiger Seal cast down countless golden lights, forming an indestructible barrier that blocked all the remaining shockwaves outside.

"Junior Brothers, it's your turn!" Master Lingbao said in a deep voice, his sleeves fluttering.

"Alright, Senior Brother!"

With the assistance of Daoist Cihang and Master Lingbao, Venerable Daoxing and Golden Immortal Samantabhadra had the perfect environment for an offensive.

At this moment, both of their mana was pushed to the limit.

Two terrifying Auras surged into the sky.

"Demon-Subduing Pestle, smash it for me!"

A sharp light shot from Venerable Daoxing's eyes; he bent his legs slightly and launched himself forward.

The Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand, infused with mana, grew to ten thousand feet in size, exuding a terrifying pressure heavy enough to crush a Small World.

"Hahahaha! Taste this strike of mine!"

Holding the Demon-Subduing Pestle, he laughed loudly and smashed it fiercely against the incoming magma war spear!

Crack—! A crisp cracking sound echoed throughout the space of the Formation.

In the horrified eyes of the Fire Clan Cultivators, that magma war spear, condensed from the mana of nine Grand Unity Golden Immortals and comparable to a Quasi-Saint strike, shattered inch by inch from the tip the moment it collided with the Demon-Subduing Pestle, turning into countless violent fire fragments that flew everywhere!

"Wu Hook swords, go!"

Almost at the same time the magma war spear shattered, Golden Immortal Samantabhadra, who was beside him, also moved.

He pointed his finger forward fiercely, and the two Wu Hook swords transformed into two golden dragons, flying in an interlaced pattern through the Void Realm, bringing with them a series of piercing sounds of spatial tearing.

These two sword lights were fast to the extreme, heading straight for the waist and abdomen of the massive body.

The sword light was like water, and the Laws were like weaving.

With a "squelch," that ten-thousand-foot-tall Primordial Fire God phantom was actually cut in half at the waist under the strangulation of the two golden dragons!

"Ah—!!"

The divine Formation was broken, and the combined attack technique was instantly and brutally interrupted.

In the core of the battle Formation, the Fire Clan expert at the Perfection stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm, who bore the brunt of the impact, vomited blood wildly, and countless bloodstains cracked open across his Dao body again.

The other eight Fire Clan Grand Unity Golden Immortals also suffered extremely serious backlash from the Formation, their Primordial Spirits shaken, their mana running wild, and they fell from the Void Realm with pale faces.

In just one exchange of coordination, this seemingly powerful Primordial Fire God, comparable to a Quasi-Saint, ended up collapsing under the tacit cooperation of the four Chan Sect members.

The combat power and foundation of the Saint's Disciples were revealed without a doubt at this moment.

"How is this possible? Why is the Quasi-Saint-level Primordial Fire God so vulnerable before them?!"

The Fire Clan expert at the Perfection stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm knelt halfway in the Void Realm, his eyes full of despair and disbelief.

"Mere Fire Clan, a bunch of barbarians, how could you know the foundation of us Saint's Disciples!"

Venerable Daoxing held the Demon-Subduing Pestle, looking down from a high position at the despairing Fire Clan expert at the Perfection stage of the Grand Unity Golden Immortal realm.

A smile curled on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes regained the pride that belonged to a Saint's Disciple from the past.

"Alright, Daoxing."

Daoist Cihang retracted the Pure Glass Vase into her palm, and she turned her head, softly interrupting Venerable Daoxing's proud sneer:

"Stop wasting words with them. The main task is important; let's hurry up and break the Formation!"

Golden Immortal Samantabhadra and Master Lingbao also nodded slightly, echoing, "Breaking the Formation is important; Senior Brother is still waiting outside!"

Upon hearing this, Venerable Daoxing restrained his smile.