342: Array Power

In the sky, nine phantom images of the sun shone brightly, as if nine actual blazing suns were hanging high. Following this, a ripple of Spiritual Qi surged and spread, actually covering half of the Rain God Continent.

Ghost Book looked up at those sun phantoms, and a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart. He instinctively felt that the hanging star shadows were getting closer, as if they would crash down upon him in the next moment.

Boom—

A deafening roar suddenly exploded. In the blink of an eye, a golden meteor the size of a human head slammed into the head of a Deity Transformation Realm Yao Race Cultivator. Flesh and blood splattered on the spot; the Yao Race member didn't even have time to scream before his Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering, leaving not a trace of life behind.

Subsequently, one meteor after another fell in succession, dense like a golden rainstorm pouring from the entire sky, covering the fields in every direction.

As the rain fell upon the world, thousands of Cultivators across the Rain God Continent looked up to watch.

"What on earth is going on..."

Ghost Book's pupils constricted. Spiritual Qi suddenly gathered in his hand as he threw a palm strike at the whistling meteor above him. His majestic spiritual power instantly ground the meteor into dust.

But before he could even catch his breath, in the next moment!

With a sharp whistle, under the brilliant radiance of the sun phantoms, a layer of eerie pale purple flames abruptly ignited around Ghost Book—it was the "Baleful Fire" formed from the power of suppressing malevolence by the Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation.

This fire did not burn the Physical Body but specifically consumed spiritual power. As soon as it touched him, Ghost Book felt the spiritual power within him draining away frantically like a receding tide. The Meridians through which his spiritual power flowed sent waves of piercing pain, as if being burned by countless fine needles and snapping inch by inch. Even though he forcibly suppressed his internal breath and stopped actively circulating his cultivation, the Baleful Fire remained like maggots on a bone, continuously and forcibly stripping away his spiritual power Origin.

Meteors continued to crash down one after another. Demon Race Cultivators screamed repeatedly, and corpses littered the ground.

Ghost Book forcibly destroyed several more meteors, only to see even more of them locking onto the Yao Race army as if they possessed intelligence. Meanwhile, the Baleful Fire around him burned even more fiercely, and the spiritual power in his body plummeted at a rate visible to the naked eye. His heart sank: if he continued to resist like this, he would just be waiting for death!

"Retreat! All forces retreat!" Ghost Book ordered sharply.

But just as the Yao Race army turned to flee, those golden meteors acted like maggots on a bone, following the star trajectories in hot pursuit. No matter where they fled, they could not escape this deadly curtain of rain.

Screams rose one after another. Yao Race members were constantly hit by meteors, either dying on the spot or having their spiritual power exhausted after being entangled by the Baleful Fire, falling to the ground as lifeless corpses.

The pale purple Baleful Fire spread among the fleeing Yao Race, intertwining with the golden meteors to form a lethal net.

In just a short moment, nearly a quarter of the tens of thousands of Yao Race troops had been lost.

On the plaza of the Zhu Yue Sect, the smoke had not yet dissipated, and the ground was a mess.

Su Yi, the Grand Elder, the Third Elder, and others looked at each other, their hearts still trembling with lingering fear.

Their gazes swept over the Yao Race corpses on the plaza, and they thought back to the Second Elder, who had died miserably like an ant just a few breaths ago.

A sense of relief from surviving a disaster and a feeling of melancholy over the impermanence of the world welled up in their hearts, leaving them speechless for a moment.

After a long silence, the Third Elder was the first to let out a long sigh and said emotionally, "I didn't expect... I really didn't expect that we could actually save our little lives."

He looked at the meteors still falling from the sky, his brow furrowed in confusion. "What is going on with these meteors? Look—" He pointed into the distance. "They seem to only target Demon Race Cultivators and don't affect Cultivators like us at all!"

The Grand Elder blinked her slightly tired eyes and said softly, "This situation doesn't seem like a natural phenomenon; it looks more like... a Formation."

"A Formation?"

Hearing this, the Third Elder's eyes widened. He found it absurd and waved his hands repeatedly. "How is that possible! Who could have such heaven-defying means? To be able to set up the entire Rain God Continent into a single Formation?"

"Is it Tower Master Cao of the Demon Suppressing Tower, or Master Qing Xuan of the Tianque Sect, who is proficient in the Dao of Formations?"

These two were both renowned Great Masters of the Dao of Formations. In the entire Rain God Continent, it was hard to find anyone who could stand on par with them.

As the words fell, they all looked up again at the nine brilliant sun phantoms hanging high in the sky.

A thought suddenly flashed through Su Yi's mind. His lips moved slightly as he murmured, "Could it be... that this is the reinforcement from the Dao Seeking Sect?"

Hearing this, a charming smile appeared on the Grand Elder's face. "It seems the Sect Master doesn't need to consider disbanding the Sect anymore."

This sentence, like a spring breeze turning into rain, blew away the gloom in everyone's hearts. Their tense nerves finally relaxed, and relieved smiles gradually appeared on their faces.

This kind of heaven and earth phenomenon wasn't just happening near the Zhu Yue Sect. All over the southern parts of the Rain God Continent, there was a commotion.

Many hidden agents planted by the Yao Race were killed on the spot by the falling meteors without warning, revealing their true Yao forms. Many Cultivators witnessed this and were suddenly struck by the realization of such hidden dangers around them, a wave of post-disaster fear welling up as they secretly felt lucky.

"This... could it be the work of the Dao Seeking Sect?"

"With such range and power, it's definitely no ordinary technique... Those suns emerged from the Demon Suppressing Tower; it must be a trump card left by the Tianque Sect?"

"That's not right!"

Someone immediately retorted, "Look at this situation; the meteors specifically slay the Yao Race while leaving us human Cultivators completely untouched. If the Tianque Sect had such capability, Yaoshi City wouldn't have been breached by the Yao Race back then, ending in the city's destruction and its people's death."

"Junior Brother, I just received news that a Yao Race army is attacking the Zhu Yue Sect. Let's hurry over. We might even get a share of the spoils. If we go late, we might miss the Opportunity!"

"Good heavens! A Deity Transformation Realm Yao core. I didn't expect this celestial phenomenon would let me pick up such a huge benefit for free. From now on, whoever dares to speak ill of the Dao Seeking Sect will have to answer to my, Zhang's, sword!"

Above Earth Spirit City, the astral winds howled.

A group of Cultivators floated above the summit of the City Lord's Great Hall, their gazes all fixed on the nine sun phantoms in the sky and the golden meteors falling everywhere.

The City Lord stood with his hands behind his back, looking at this shocking celestial phenomenon and couldn't help but let out a long sigh: "Truly, things have taken an unexpected turn. It's astonishing!"

"When the news came earlier that tens of thousands of Yao Race troops were heading south with irresistible force, not only had five Sects already met their end, but even the thousand-year Legacy of the Demon Suppressing Tower was razed to the ground. The ferocity of their advance was simply beyond words."

He paused and added, "I thought Earth Spirit City would also be unable to escape this calamity and had already prepared to fight to the death. I didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect that in the blink of an eye, these insufferably arrogant Yao Race members would be beaten into stray dogs by these strange meteors, fleeing in panic!"

The Grand Deacon beside him chimed in, his tone full of satisfaction. He even couldn't help but sneer, "It's laughable. I heard that those fellows from the Tianyan Pavilion and the Qinglan Sect, who claim to be righteous Sects, were scared out of their wits when they heard the news of Yaoshi City's destruction. They hurriedly packed up their Sect foundations and fled overnight."

"Exactly!"

The Second Deacon also agreed, his face carrying a bit of disdain. "They were quite clever, choosing to go to other continents to seek profit and avoid harm, even abandoning the Sect foundations their ancestors worked so hard to build, for fear that they would be swallowed by the Yao Race if they left a step too late."

"Now it's fine. The Yao Race has been routed by these strange suns, and the southern part of the Rain God Continent is safe. I really don't know if they will regret it so much their intestines turn green when they hear about this turn of events later."

The several deacons talked one after another, their words full of contempt for those fleeing Sects.

Listening to everyone's discussion, the City Lord's expression gradually darkened, and he raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"To be able to set up such a supreme killing Formation covering half a continent and accurately slaying the Yao Race... this is a great blessing for our Earth Spirit City and even the entire Rain God Continent. Once this matter is settled, we will set up a high altar and personally thank the Dao Seeking Sect for their life-saving grace!"