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153: White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Formation
The battle was on the verge of breaking out.
Ling Xian pulled out the autumn moon blade, using it for the first time.
"Attack together!" the First Elder shouted.
But Ling Xian executed the Cloud Dragon Transformation, walking through the sky as he attacked the crowd of powerful enemies.
At this moment, the sharpness of the autumn moon blade made it seem like a divine weapon; it could sever anything it touched.
"Ah!"
Several Grandmasters didn't even have time to scream before their limbs were hacked off, and some were even sliced in half at the waist.
The autumn moon blade was even more powerful than Ling Xian had imagined.
The only drawback was that it couldn't be infused with True Qi, but that was also an advantage; while it lacked the benefit of long-range attacks, it gained the capacity for sustained combat.
"Too terrifying!"
Everyone was horrified, trembling and not daring to step forward.
Before this King of the East Sea, Grandmasters were like vegetables being sliced, completely powerless to fight back.
Rumble!
The Sorcerers of Medicine King Valley began casting their spells one after another.
For a moment, fireballs, ice arrows, wind blades, and more flew across the sky.
The varying power of these spells reflected the differences in cultivation among the Medicine King Valley Sorcerers.
Ling Xian formed a protective barrier of Astral Qi around his body and returned the autumn moon blade to his storage ring, while simultaneously taking out snow falls without trace and drawing the bow.
The bone arrows shot out and instantly exploded, scattering cold energy and causing the spells to dissolve into nothingness.
The aftershocks of the bone arrow explosions sent many Fifth-Rank Martial Artists and Sorcerers flying.
"King of the East Sea, you've gone too far!" The First Elder's eyes nearly burst with rage as he pulled out a yellow talisman and ignited it.
"That's a thunder talisman from the Celestial Master Sect!" someone cried out in shock.
The thunder talisman was a single-use consumable of immense power, enough to heavily injure a Grandmaster.
This was the First Elder's trump card.
He only had three of them in his possession.
Thunder roared down, and the surrounding environment changed with it.
Rumble!
Thunder rolled and lightning flashed, weaving together in a web of electricity.
"Good timing!" Instead of being afraid, Ling Xian showed a look of excitement.
Among the techniques he cultivated was a method to use heavenly thunder to enhance Spiritual Power.
He had never found an opportunity to use it; although this lightning wasn't true heavenly thunder, because it came from the Celestial Master Sect, it was somewhat close.
"Whew—"
In the flash of a moment, Ling Xian looked as if he had actually been charred by the electricity, exhaling white vapor.
But far from feeling a threat of death, his spirits were bolstered, and his body craved more.
"Strong! Too strong!" Seeing that the King of the East Sea wasn't even afraid of the heavenly thunder summoned by the Celestial Master Sect's thunder talisman, the First Elder's legs began to shake.
He felt that this King of the East Sea was more of a Grandmaster than he, who had cultivated for many years.
Seeing the lightning subside, Ling Xian took out the autumn moon blade again and charged into the group of elders.
The elders' morale collapsed; they had no will left to fight and scattered to flee, waiting to be harvested.
"Stop!"
The voice fell softly; though it came from a hundred meters away, it sounded as if it were right next to the ear.
"He's here," Ling Xian laughed. "The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley."
"King of the East Sea, my Medicine King Valley is not naturally inclined toward slaughter. Why must you be so aggressive and make things difficult for the younger generation?"
The newcomer wore a grey Taoist robe and floated in the air, a foot off the ground. He had a white beard and hair, with a complexion as ruddy as a baby's; when he opened his eyes, they were as clear as a child's.
"Valley Master!" The elders and Consecrated Experts were moved to tears upon seeing their savior.
The Valley Master of Medicine King Valley had been trying to break through to the Eighth Rank for many years but had never been able to make any progress.
If it weren't for the fact that Medicine King Valley was in such a dire state this time, he wouldn't have bothered to intervene.
To allow Medicine King Valley to truly establish itself in the Martial Arts World without needing to hide, they needed an Eighth Rank expert to preside over them.
"It's time to talk about compensation. I want the entire Medicine King Valley!" Ling Xian said indifferently, not thinking this was excessive at all.
On the contrary, he felt this was a stroke of luck for Medicine King Valley.
"Hmm..." The Medicine King Valley Master pondered for a moment. "King of the East Sea, our Third Elder of Medicine King Valley is dead, the other elders and experts are heavily injured or crippled, and the valley's buildings are severely damaged.
Are you still unwilling to let this go?"
"Haha, let it go?" Ling Xian laughed, his gaze turning cold. "You were the ones who sought trouble with this King, not this King seeking trouble with you. Understand?"
"Living Dead, you and I are both divine physicians of the Martial Arts World. Could you give me some face and discuss this in detail?" The Valley Master looked toward the Living Dead below, hoping to use his influence to resolve the matter.
"Sigh, don't look at me. I'm just his family doctor; I don't have a say. You'd have better luck talking to his woman than to me." The Living Dead was struggling to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth.
At first, the Living Dead hadn't expected the kid Ling Xian to actually push Medicine King Valley to this point.
From a mere Fifth-Rank at the start to a Grandmaster now, the Living Dead was also amazed by Ling Xian's growth speed.
Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, the Valley Master sneered. "King of the East Sea, you are too arrogant. If we were elsewhere, I might fear you a little, but this is Medicine King Valley, the foundation of a thousand-year heritage."
Having said that, he threw out a Pill Cauldron from his hand. "Activate the formation!"
Instantly, seven-colored light flashed, eventually turning into tens of thousands of white beams that enveloped the entire Medicine King Valley.
"White Rainbow Piercing the Sun!"
The First Elder recognized it at a glance as the sect-protecting formation of Medicine King Valley.
This formation had been used for a thousand years, and each time it was weaker than the last; every use was a depletion.
In the beginning, this formation was a legendary existence, with power comparable to the great demons of ancient times.
Golden Eyes! Eye of Detection!
From the original plot, Ling Xian knew that this formation was already dilapidated and would be completely scrapped after Medicine King Valley used it three times for Su Ran.
Therefore, he began to look for weaknesses.
"Not bad, not bad. Whoever laid this formation was definitely a genius!" Ling Xian did a rough sweep and understood the formation a bit.
This formation was actually built using the terrain, formed by borrowing the Spiritual Power of heaven and earth through the foundations of Medicine King Valley.
Unfortunately, the Spiritual Power of the world was weak in this era, and the formation hadn't been repaired in a thousand years.
It was like a bicycle with no lubricating oil and many small problems that were never fixed; if forced into use, it would eventually break down completely after one of those times.
"Haha, King of the East Sea, do you want to live or die?" As the Valley Master spoke, a beam of white light formed between heaven and earth, followed by an approaching storm.
The power of heaven and earth!
"Fight!"
Ling Xian pulled out snow falls without trace and bone arrows, firing at the four foundation points in the east, south, west, and north.
Then, he fired an arrow at a formation node that had existed for a long time but had never been repaired.
He fired another arrow at the Valley Master of Medicine King Valley.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang! Bang!
He put away snow falls without trace; of the eighteen bone arrows Ling Xian had originally made, only one remained.
Ling Xian pulled out the autumn moon blade again, attaching powerful Undead Divine Fire and Spiritual Power to the blade.
With one swing, deep blue flames filled the sky, burning the storm formed by the formation.
"A divine skill!" The Valley Master used his Pill Cauldron to block the bone arrow, unable to hide his horror.
The White Rainbow Piercing the Sun Formation summoned the majesty of heaven and earth; ordinary Grandmasters or even Eighth Rank experts would fear it.
But with the coordination of Ling Xian's Golden Eyes and Eye of Detection, it was merely formidable in appearance but hollow inside; as long as one found the weakness, there was nothing to fear.
"Such a divine skill must consume a lot of energy. King of the East Sea, you are doomed to die." The Valley Master used the formation once more.
"Boring tricks!" Ling Xian intensified his control over the Undead Divine Fire and slashed with the autumn moon blade!
The flames followed the formation toward the Valley Master and the Pill Cauldron.