343: Loud thunder

Golden stars fell like rain, smashing the Demon cloud cover into continuous turmoil, while broken bones and shattered armor scattered in the brilliant golden light.

Ghost Book's spiritual power erupted from his palm, condensing into a powerful palm strike that met the descending golden stars head-on, shattering them.

"Faster! Move faster!"

He roared fiercely at the retreating army behind him.

The Baleful Fire around his body grew increasingly rampant, burning relentlessly like a parasitic disease, and no matter how he channeled his Demonic Power, he could not extinguish it.

The Origin of the spiritual power within his body was like a sand dune swept by a fierce wind, disintegrating and draining away at an alarming speed.

The Demon Race Cultivators behind him had long lost their previous ferocity, scattering in panic, their shrill screams rising and falling, echoing throughout heaven and earth.

The golden stars and the Baleful Fire relentlessly pursued them, following the spiritual power fluctuations. Any Cultivator struck by a star instantly melted away in the golden light.

Only wisps of dissolving Demon Souls remained, vanishing into the wind.

Ghost Book's eye twitched violently, his heart burning with anxiety.

He knew that if this situation continued, not only would the army behind him be annihilated, but he himself would likely be unable to escape.

He didn't know if it was due to the rapid loss of spiritual power within him, or if this strange Formation contained hidden mysteries, but he felt that the further he fled, the heavier and more sluggish his body became, with every acceleration incurring a huge cost.

He suddenly looked up, his gaze fixed on the sun radiating dazzling light in the sky.

It was this strange object that continuously generated the falling stars, driving them into despair.

"Since there's no escaping, I'll fight to the death!"

A hint of ruthlessness flashed in Ghost Book's eyes. He gritted his teeth, threw back his head, and let out a long howl that could pierce metal and shatter stone.

The remaining spiritual power within his body surged frantically, the black mist around him exploded, and his body rapidly transformed within the dense black fog.

A pair of furry giant ears were the first to emerge from the black mist, sharp canine teeth pierced the haze, and golden pupils, like two miniature suns, emitted terrifying fierce light.

His four limbs were covered in hard scales, and a thick tail behind him suddenly swept out, whipping several approaching stars away.

Legend has it that in ancient times, there was a rare species called the Sun-Chasing Hound, born with the ability to chase the sun and moon and devour spiritual light.

Ghost Book was naturally not a pure Sun-Chasing Hound, merely a distant relative with a tenuous connection.

The Demon Form he manifested at this moment was a hundred-foot-tall hyena. It let out a long howl toward the sky, Baleful Fire blazing around its body, its golden pupils fixed on the sun, radiating terrifying power.

This sight terrified the Cultivators who were secretly following the Yao Race army, intending to scavenge for Demon Cores, leaving them breathless.

In an instant!

Ghost Book suddenly leaped up, his body continuously expanding in mid-air, finally transforming into a giant beast that blotted out the sky.

It opened its massive maw, concentrating thick, ink-like black mist inside, which formed a huge vortex, seemingly intending to forcibly swallow the sun in the sky.

The next moment!

The sun seemed to sense this, suddenly erupting in a beam of extremely dazzling golden light, carrying the terrifying might of burning the heavens and boiling the seas, and slammed straight into the black mist vortex before the Sun-Chasing Hound's massive mouth.

The black mist couldn't even hold up for half a breath before being shredded by the golden light. The light pillar, its momentum undiminished, fiercely struck the Sun-Chasing Hound's sky-shrouding body.

There was no earth-shattering collision roar as expected.

Only a soft whimper, barely audible like a mosquito, was heard. The giant beast that had just intimidated all directions melted away inch by inch in the golden light, like snow meeting boiling water, leaving not a trace of its remains.

Heaven and earth suddenly fell into deadly silence!

The Cultivators lurking in the shadows froze in place, looking at each other, clearly not expecting such an outcome.

"That beast made such a huge fuss, only to be gone just like that?"

The thunder was truly loud, but no one expected the raindrops to be so small!

In the sky, Chu Haotian witnessed this scene, and his eyelids twitched uncontrollably.

When he saw that Natal Demon Form earlier, he had a bad feeling and immediately rushed over to check the situation, but he never expected to witness such a shocking sight.

Other Cultivators might not perceive it, but he was already nearing the ninth layer of the Void Refining Realm, and had a clear understanding of the power of Integration Realm Cultivators, especially after encountering that Veiled Girl earlier, which made him deeply aware of the terror of this Realm.

Yet, before his eyes, a Great Demon of the Integration Realm, who had deployed his Natal Demon Form, was so easily suppressed and killed on the spot.

Wasn't this Formation set up by Number Six a bit too unreasonable?

Amidst his shock, only relief remained in Chu Haotian's heart.

With this Great Formation protecting them, at least half of the Rain God Continent was safe.

He raised a hand, curled his fingers, and with a pull, an Integration Realm Demon Core, smooth and glistening and containing vast Demonic Power, flew through the air into his grasp. With a flicker of his body, Chu Haotian returned to Chen Xuan's side.

Chen Xuan looked calm and asked, "How is it? You don't need to worry now, right?"

Chu Haotian handed over the Demon Core in his hand and said solemnly, "Senior Chen, this Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation is truly unfathomable! I never expected that even a Great Demon of the Integration Realm who deployed its Natal Demon Form couldn't survive a single move. With this level of Divine Might, the Rain God Continent will no longer need to fear the incursions of those beasts in the future."

Chen Xuan raised his hand to accept the Demon Core, casually putting it into his storage ring. He planned to give this Demon Core to that girl Shu Shichan after returning to the Sect.

"Don't celebrate too soon. That was just clearing the obstacles on the south route. The Formation in the north hasn't been properly set up yet. The main force of the Yao Race is still present; the real critical moment is yet to come."

Ding~

[Received pious Worship from 370 people, gained 3,570 sect prestige points]

[Received pious Worship from 1,421 people, gained 14,210 sect prestige points]

[Received from 1,137 people...]

Chen Xuan conversed with Chu Haotian while reviewing the System notifications in his mind.

Although the worshipers are currently few, he expects a substantial harvest after the Yao Race crisis is completely resolved.

This is largely thanks to that guy Number Eight for helping with the promotion.

"Next, I need to personally go north and set up the final Formation Core. The matter of protection will be entrusted to you."

Chen Xuan turned to look at Master Qing Xuan and Chu Haotian, who were standing quietly nearby.

Hearing this, the two immediately cupped their hands and nodded.

Their eyes shone brightly; they were clearly completely convinced by the Divine Might of the Nine Luminaries God-Suppressing Formation, and their confidence soared:

"Senior Chen, rest assured. We two will certainly defend this place to the death and absolutely prevent any Yao Race members from approaching the Formation Core, securing ample time for you to set up the Formation."

As his voice fell, Chen Xuan's body flickered, transforming into a streak of light that shot toward the northern sky.