252: Myriad Races: I can’t stand it anymore!

At this moment, not only the God Race, but almost all Martial Artists of all races received the news at the same instant.

Afterward, the Myriad Races made the same decision.

Dispatch troops to Tai Xuan Sect!

They absolutely could not allow Tai Xuan Sect to have one more Emperor Realm Expert.

Originally, just one Su Changqing was already difficult to resist.

Although he was killed by the Myriad Races and his corpses were long gone, it was precisely because of this that they had to prevent Ancestor Xuan from achieving a Breakthrough.

Because all Myriad Races harbored enmity with Tai Xuan Sect.

If he successfully achieved a Breakthrough, it was feared that the entire Myriad Races would not know peace.

Therefore, countless Martial Artists of all races tacitly set off together for Tai Xuan Sect, attempting to interrupt Ancestor Xuan's Breakthrough.

However, Su Changqing had long foreseen all of this, and within a ten-mile radius of Tai Xuan Sect, he had arranged countless Ten-Rank Formations, densely packed, numbering several hundred.

Perhaps the opponent had just broken one Formation and hadn't even moved forward before encountering the next killing Formation or illusion Formation.

Even if dozens of Ten-Rank Formation Masters attacked together, it would likely be impossible to break all those Formations in a short time.

"Changqing, are the Formations ready?"

Mo Ming saw Su Changqing return and asked with some curiosity.

Su Changqing nodded:

"It's finished. Within a ten-mile radius of my Tai Xuan Sect, hundreds of Ten-Rank Formations have been set up."

Hundreds of Ten-Rank Formations?

In just half a day?

Mo Ming's face couldn't help but show a hint of shock upon hearing this.

Su Changqing's Dao of Formation had actually reached such a level; it was truly terrifying.

"Good, good!"

"If Ancestor Xuan successfully achieves a Breakthrough before the Myriad Races arrive, then my Tai Xuan Sect will be able to exert its dominance over the Heavenly Martial Continent."

Mo Ming's face twitched slightly, and his eyes gleamed with intense excitement.

If Ancestor Xuan successfully achieved a Breakthrough, Tai Xuan Sect's prestige would surely reach its peak.

Su Changqing smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Between heaven and earth, countless Spiritual Qi were still gathering.

Thunder rumbled above Tai Xuan Sect, and countless Spiritual Qi gathered frantically, clearly reaching the critical moment of Breakthrough.

As time passed bit by bit, this imposing aura grew even more terrifying.

Su Changqing sat cross-legged outside the main hall, closing his eyes to rest, anticipating a major battle ahead.

But not only did he show no fear, he even felt a subtle excitement.

Now, with his cultivation and physique both having achieved a Breakthrough to the Saint Realm Late Stage, his combat power was terrifyingly immense, and coupled with that Great Dao Sword Intent, even if all Myriad Races arrived, he would not fear them in the slightest.

Half a day later!

Su Changqing's eyes suddenly opened, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards, revealing a smile.

"The Martial Artists of all races have finally arrived."

He remained seated in his original spot, his body still.

There were still hundreds of Formations outside; he was quite interested in watching the show.

"Heavenly Saint Divine King, you've come too. Does your God Race still possess enough strength to be called a top-tier race?"

Bai Ze Demon Saint of the Yao Race sneered, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

The conflict between the Yao Race and the God Race was also considerable; if not for Tai Xuan Sect's overwhelming strength, they would not have allied.

But every time they met, naturally, a few sarcastic remarks were exchanged.

Heavenly Saint Divine King snorted coldly:

"How my God Race fares is no concern of the Demon Saint, but I believe the Yao Race has also suffered no small losses, have you not? I wonder how many of the Ten Great Demon Saints still remain?"

As soon as Heavenly Saint Divine King finished speaking, the killing intent in the eyes of Bai Ze Demon Saint and the other Demon Saints almost solidified.

Hateful!

Truly hateful!!

Bai Ze Demon Saint wanted to say more, but the Ghost Race and the Asura Race had already arrived, along with other Saint Realm Experts from the Myriad Races, all reaching this place at the same time.

"Everyone, we are here to prevent Tai Xuan Sect from producing an Emperor Realm Martial Artist. If they succeed, our Myriad Races will be in peril. Therefore, everyone must work together with all their might."

"Indeed, indeed, we must all act together."

"That's right, let's handle the main business first!"

"..."

The top experts of the Ghost Race and Asura Race spoke one after another. The God Race and Yao Race also couldn't say anything to each other, merely snorting coldly at one another.

"There are Formations here. It seems Tai Xuan Sect has a Formation Master of considerable skill."

A Ghost King from the Ghost Race spoke.

His Divine Sense probed inward, detecting a killing Formation outside.

"Hmph, Formations are nothing but tricks to deceive people."

Bai Ze Demon Saint snorted coldly.

"With tens of thousands of Saint Realm Martial Warriors attacking together, no Formation can stop us."

As he finished speaking, the surrounding Martial Artists of all races all nodded.

"Indeed, let us attack together."

"Yes, kill, kill, kill!"

"Charge!"

"..."

All the Saint Realm Martial Warriors charged forward.

In an instant.

The grand Formation was activated.

At first, everyone didn't take it seriously.

But when they stepped into it, they were instantly stunned.

"Not good, this Formation is a Ten-Rank Grand Formation!"

"What, Ten-Rank!!?"

"Not good, this is a killing Formation, extremely dangerous."

"..."

The faces of the Saint Realm Martial Warriors changed drastically after entering the Formation.

One must know that this Ten-Rank Grand Formation was terrifyingly powerful; in just a brief moment, seven or eight Saint Realm Martial Warriors perished.

Even a top-tier expert like Bai Ze Demon Saint, who was in the Saint Realm Late Stage, couldn't help but change his expression.

"Let us all attack together."

"Good!"

"..."

Boom!

In an instant, all the Saint Realm Martial Warriors attacked in unison.

Terrifying True Qi swept forth, and the grand Formation instantly shattered.

"Hahahaha, so-called Ten-Rank Grand Formation, it's nothing more than this."

Bai Ze Demon Saint laughed uproariously.

"Exactly, exactly, with our combined efforts, what's there to fear from a grand Formation?"

"That's right, let's charge up."

"..."

But before everyone could celebrate for long, their advancing steps suddenly halted.

"Not good, this... this is another Ten-Rank Formation!"

"Hiss!"

"Something's not right, something's not right. This Tai Xuan Sect, within a ten-mile radius, actually has hundreds of Formations, and they're all at the Ten-Rank level!"

"What? How is that possible!"

"Who on earth possesses such power?"

"No matter who set it up, let's attack with all our might!"

"Exactly, exactly!"

"..."

All the Saint Realm Martial Warriors attacked together, surging towards the direction of Tai Xuan Sect's main hall.

However, the power of those hundreds of Ten-Rank Grand Formations was truly too terrifying; even with the Saint Realm Experts attacking, many still died along the way.

Because Su Changqing's Formations were not simply nested; they even included linked Formations and parent-child Formations, truly terrifyingly immense.

Having only broken half of the Formations, hundreds of Saint Realm Martial Warriors had already perished.

At this moment, the faces of the Martial Artists of all races were terribly grim, a suppressed Qi simmering within them.

At this moment, outside Tai Xuan Sect's main hall, Su Changqing slowly stood up, a slight smile on his face.

The movements of the Myriad Races were all within his grasp.

Behind them, he had left a great killing move, enough to make the Martial Artists of all races suffer.

"Master, the Martial Artists of all races are almost at the Main Peak!"

Purple Yang Immortal reported in a hurry.

Su Changqing smiled faintly, calmly saying:

"I know. I'm just waiting for them to come!"