125: Do you think you're the only ones with magic arrays? I have one too!

Chen Nian's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly pierced through the roar of the Formation's operation and the heavy breathing of the cultists, carrying a heart-palpitating coldness and mockery.

Hearing Chen Nian's words, the man in the dark gold robe's face instantly became extremely unsightly.

"Death is at your doorstep, yet you still dare to speak such arrogant words!" he barked sharply, trying to use his momentum to suppress the unease in his heart.

"This is our cult's Secret Grand Formation, driven by the power of a hundred elites. It's enough to trap and kill a Rank Six powerhouse. No matter how great your abilities are, don't even think about escaping today. Suppress him!"

He suddenly pressed both hands down, the dark gold light around him surging as he channeled the Formation's power with all his might.

"Buzz—!!!"

The grand Formation's power was instantly pushed to its limit!

Countless pitch-black runes wriggled like living things, turning into twisted Soul Chains that emitted endless resentment and wails, coiling toward Chen Nian from all directions.

These Soul Chains were not physical entities but attacks directly targeting the Soul Origin.

Once entangled, they would continuously corrode the Divine Soul and devour Spiritual Energy until the person was turned into nourishment for the grand Formation.

At the same time, an unimaginably massive pressure descended from the sky as if the entire heavens had collapsed, pressing down hard on Chen Nian's body, intending to crush him into powder.

The ground of the plaza groaned under the terrifying pressure, and cracks spread rapidly with Chen Nian as the center.

Seeing this, the surrounding Eternal Life Cultists showed expressions of cruelty and excitement.

"It's a success! The Secret Grand Formation is running at full power!"

"He can't move! Haha, no matter how strong he is, he's just an ant before our cult's grand Formation!"

"Drain his Divine Soul, refine his Origin!"

"Make him pay the price for his arrogance!"

A cruel arc also curled at the corner of the Gold-Robed Man's mouth, as if he could already see the scene of Chen Nian being devoured by ten thousand Souls and wailing in pain.

However, in the next instant, the curves of their mouths completely froze, and their pupils suddenly contracted to the size of needlepoints.

Chen Nian, at the very center of the storm, actually slowly raised his head in the face of the terrifying attack that was enough to make a Rank Six powerhouse's Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering.

On his face, far from showing any pain or struggle, there was instead a listless expression.

It was as if this world-destroying scene before him was just a boring fireworks display.

"A Secret Grand Formation? Sounds quite intimidating."

Chen Nian spoke indifferently, the contempt in his tone almost overflowing.

"A pity it's all flash and no substance."

The moment his words fell, he didn't make any complex movements at all.

He simply narrowed his eyes.

"Boom—!"

A violent golden energy erupted like a storm, centered on his body.

Wherever the golden energy passed, space distorted and vibrated violently, like the surface of water after a stone had been thrown in.

"Crack! Crack, crack—!"

The rapidly approaching pitch-black Soul Chains directly snapped, crumbled, and dissipated the moment they touched the golden energy.

They turned into the most primitive Yin Qi and were completely purified.

And the terrifying pressure descending from the sky, enough to crush mountains, was easily shattered like fragile glass before this golden energy.

"What?!"

"This is impossible!!"

"Our secret Formation... was actually resisted by him?!"

"Such powerful energy! What's with this golden energy? Even our Secret Grand Formation is no match for him!"

However, the Gold-Robed Man clearly didn't intend to stop there; he shouted loudly:

"Cut the crap! Keep increasing the power! I don't believe that with so many of us, we can't beat just one of him!"

Hearing this, the surrounding Eternal Life Cult elites also regained their senses.

Gritting their teeth, they continued to increase the power in their hands.

The speed of the Blood-colored Formation's operation suddenly accelerated, and an even more powerful force began to erupt.

Clearly, they had made up their minds to suppress and kill Chen Nian within this Formation.

However, feeling the rising power around him, Chen Nian still gave a contemptuous smile and shook his head helplessly.

"Buffoons!"

"A deathbed struggle!"

He said indifferently and directly stomped down.

"Bang—!"

A dull thud of extreme intensity, as if an ancient giant god had struck a war drum, suddenly erupted from beneath Chen Nian's foot.

"Crack! Crack, crack—!"

Immediately after, the sound of shattering glass followed; the Blood-colored Formation on the ground actually began to crack inch by inch.

"Boom—!"

Then, with a loud explosion, the entire Formation could no longer hold and blew apart.

Powerful blood-colored energy erupted instantly, spreading in all directions like a tide.

The Formation was forcibly broken, and the backlash force struck instantly.

"Pfft—!"

Over a hundred Eternal Life Cult elites who were channeling the Formation with all their might felt as if they had been struck by a heavy hammer.

They all spat out a large mouthful of blood, their bodies flying backward uncontrollably and crashing heavily onto the edge of the plaza, their auras instantly withering.

The light of the entire grand Formation dimmed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and those complex runes quickly extinguished as if they had never been activated.

Just one stomp!

A casual, effortless stomp!

The Secret Grand Formation that the Eternal Life Cult had spent so much effort to set up, and which a hundred elites had jointly driven—confident it could trap and kill a Rank Six Peak powerhouse—was broken just like that?

The entire field fell into a dead silence.

One could hear a pin drop.

All the cultists collapsed on the ground, clutching their chests and looking at the figure in the center of the plaza as if looking at a monster; their minds were blank, and even their thoughts had stopped functioning.

The Gold-Robed Man staggered back a few steps before barely stabilizing himself; blood leaked from the corner of his mouth, and his face was filled with unbelievable shock and fear.

"You... what kind of monster are you? Why are you so powerful?!" His voice became sharp and distorted due to extreme fear.

This had completely exceeded the scope of his understanding!

This was simply not a power that a human could possess!

Chen Nian slowly withdrew his foot and brushed the dust off the corner of his clothes.

He looked up, his gaze calmly sweeping across the field, finally settling on the pale-faced Gold-Robed Man.

He just gave a contemptuous smile and said indifferently, "Is there a possibility that it's just that you are all too useless?"

Hearing this, a flash of anger crossed the Gold-Robed Man's face.

But he knew very well that in the face of such an absolute power gap, anger was futile.

"You forced my hand!" he roared hoarsely, his hands rapidly forming a strange and complex hand seal.

He muttered incantations, and dark gold light erupted around him.

"Boom—!"

In the next second, the space behind him made an overburdened tearing sound, and several pitch-black cracks were forcibly torn open.

The inside of the cracks was dark and deep, emitting terrifying hisses and chaotic roars; a thick, inseparable evil aura poured out like a tangible tide.

In the next moment, Demonic Evils of various forms—all emitting violent, chaotic, and powerful auras—swarmed out of the cracks like an opened floodgate.

Their power levels were uneven, but their numbers were staggering, instantly turning the entire plaza into a living hell.

The Gold-Robed Man changed his hand seal and pointed at Chen Nian, shouting sharply, "Go! Tear him apart!"

The Demonic Evils' crimson eyes instantly locked onto the relaxed Chen Nian, surging toward him like a tide.

They had no reason, only the instinct for destruction.

After doing all this, the Gold-Robed Man didn't dare to linger for a moment.

He roared at the surrounding cultists, who were also scared out of their wits by the aura of the Demonic Evils:

"Don't just stand there dazed! These Demonic Evils won't last long, but they're enough to stall him. Take this chance and scatter!"

The Eternal Life Cult members snapped out of it, and their faces were instantly filled with the wild joy of surviving a disaster.

"The Elder is wise!"

"Run! Get out of this hellhole!"

"Let these monsters tie him down, let's retreat quickly!"

For a moment, the remaining cultists channeled their remaining power, turning into streaks of light and desperately fleeing in all directions of the plaza.

The Gold-Robed Man also forced a breath, dark gold light flashing on his body as he prepared to use a secret technique to flee thousands of miles away.

The scene was extremely chaotic, with the roars of the Demonic Evils, the cries of the cultists, and the sound of escaping lights cutting through the air all intertwined.

However, Chen Nian stood in place, not even glancing at the surging, terrifying Demonic Evils.

He just looked at the Eternal Life Cult members scattering like birds and beasts, a cold and contemptuous curve curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Fleeing?"

"Did I give you permission to flee?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Nian's eyes narrowed.

Xuanzhen Qi Sha Formation, activate!

"Buzz—!"

A peerlessly powerful golden force erupted from Chen Nian as the center.

In the next second, a massive and powerful Formation completely enveloped the entire plaza.

Within the Formation, countless profound runes flowed like stars, emitting an awe-inspiring baleful Qi that suppressed and purified everything.

Those Eternal Life Cultists who had just flown out, no matter who they were or how fast they were, all seemed to crash into an invisible wall of bronze and iron.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull thuds rang out, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones breaking and shrill screams.

All the cultists who tried to escape were bounced back, crashing heavily to the ground.

Even the strongest Gold-Robed Man was shaken by the pale gold light barrier, his blood and Qi churning and his spiritual power dissipating.

The entire plaza instantly transformed from a chaotic escape scene into a massive, indestructible death cage.

"This... what is this?"

"A Formation? Such a powerful Formation, even more powerful than our Secret Grand Formation!"

"We're doomed! We can't break through; we can't break through this Formation at all!"

The Eternal Life Cult members, who had been ecstatic just a moment ago at the hope of escape, were now all ashen-faced and slumped on the ground, with nothing but boundless fear and despair in their eyes.

Meanwhile, Chen Nian stood in the center of the Formation, surrounded by golden light like a deity.

His tone was calm, yet it carried the weight of a final judgment:

"You thought you were the only ones with a Formation? I have one too!"

"The game should end now. You'd better just wait for death obediently."

At this moment, whether it was the Eternal Life Cult members or the Demonic Evils that had just emerged, they had all become turtles in a jar.

All that awaited them was total destruction.