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399: Chapter 399 Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation

Ji Wujiu's expression was as gloomy as water.

Having watched two battles, he had already reached a conclusion—within the same Realm, there was absolutely no chance of victory.

A thought had flashed through his mind: use his Tribulation Transcendence Stage cultivation to sweep through the seven opponents alone.

But as soon as that thought arose, he extinguished it himself.

That was no longer just shameless; it was brazen.

Then he would suppress his Realm.

Suppressing the Tribulation Transcendence Stage down to the Void Refinement Stage might look fair on the surface, but his insight remained, his comprehension of Dao rules remained, his application of spiritual power remained, and his Lifebound Treasure remained.

How could a mere Void Refinement Stage compare to these things?

He certainly knew that this was still shameless.

But compared to the previous thought, it was much more "decent."

For the sake of winning!

Ji Wujiu's gaze swept over the seven women behind Ling Hao—five at the Void Tempering stage, one at the Body Integration stage, and one at the Soul Transformation stage.

A cold sneer curled at the corner of his lips.

With such a lineup, if he suppressed his own level to the Void Refinement Stage, wouldn't it be easy to grasp?

Shi Qingxuan's brows were tightly knitted, and just as she was about to speak to stop him, Ling Hao raised his hand to gently block her.

"It is fine."

Ling Hao smiled slightly, his gaze falling on the moon-white figure behind him.

"Xiao Wei, you go."

Lin Xiwei stepped out slowly from behind Ling Hao.

Her moon-white merfolk silk dress was like flowing moonlight under the sunlight, her steps light, her skirt hem swaying gently.

She walked to the center of the field just like that, stood still, and raised her eyes to look at Ji Wujiu.

That gaze was as indifferent as frost, untainted by a single trace of worldly aura.

"You do not need to suppress your Realm."

As her words fell—Boom!

An aura of the fourth layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage soared into the sky!

In that moment, the sunlight seemed to dim for an instant.

On the plaza, countless Holy Land Disciples widened their eyes and opened their mouths, but could not make a sound.

On the high platform, the sneers on the faces of the Ji Faction true Disciples, who had been arrogant just a moment ago, instantly froze.

Inside the hall, the Ji Faction Elders rose abruptly, tea cups overturned, and spiritual tea spilled all over the floor, yet they were completely unaware.

In the neutral seating area, those Elders who had been resting with their eyes closed suddenly opened them, their eyes filled with disbelief.

The three Grand Elders of the Ji Faction had their expressions change abruptly.

Shi Qingxuan's pupils constricted slightly, and her fingers gripping the armrest tightened slightly.

Shi Yunyu's eyes, gentle as water, suddenly lit up, but she quickly lowered her eyelids, masking all emotions.

Finally, someone broke the deathly silence.

"Tribulation... Tribulation Transcendence Stage fourth layer? That female cultivator was clearly just at the Void Refinement Stage a moment ago!"

"I know, it is that secret technique! The Moonshadow Sect's secret technique!"

"The Moonshadow Sect has a secret technique personally taught by the Sect Master that can directly raise one by a major Realm, and it has no side effects! I always thought it was a rumor—"

"I heard that this power enhancement only exists under the resonance dao tower and becomes ineffective once one leaves the Dao Tower. But right now..."

That person could not continue.

Because the scene before them clearly told them—this secret technique was real.

It still existed without relying on the resonance dao tower.

Shi Qingxuan turned her gaze to Ling Hao, her eyes complex and difficult to read.

Just how many trump cards was this man, who had been calmly drinking tea the whole time, still hiding?

Shi Yunyu also looked over, light flickering in her eyes, wondering what she was thinking.

Just at this moment, someone exclaimed— "She... she seems to be Supreme Moonshadow's fifth Disciple!"

Fifth?

Only the fifth?

The crowd was like a pot that had exploded.

"That's right, if the fifth in ranking has the combat power of the fourth layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage? Then what about the four ahead of her?"

"Doesn't that mean that just among these seven people, there are five with Tribulation Transcendence combat power?"

"I heard the Moonshadow Sect also has two Deputy Sect Masters, and several Grand Elders... If they can also raise their cultivation by a major Realm..."

"Mahayana?"

"Three? Or five Mahayana?"

Everyone dared not think further.

The image was too shocking, so shocking that people could not believe it.

"Fake! It's all fake!"

A Ji Faction Disciple flushed red and shouted hysterically: "How could there be such a Heaven-Defying secret technique! This Realm must be fake, deliberately used to bluff people!"

"Right! It must be fake!"

"If she really were at the fourth layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, why didn't she just attack earlier? Why wait until the Grand Elder said he would suppress his Realm to reveal it? It's clearly because she's guilty!"

"Who are you trying to fool!"

The Ji Faction Disciples echoed one after another, their voices getting louder and louder, as if the louder they shouted, the more they could convince themselves.

But no matter how loud they shouted, they could not suppress the growing unease in their hearts.

Ji Wujiu stood on the spot, his face shifting between green and white.

What those Disciples could think of, he could naturally think of as well.

What fake or real—he was standing right in front of this female cultivator, at a distance of mere inches, could the pressure rushing towards him be fake?

Fourth layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage, authentic pressure!

Even one layer higher than his own.

He was suddenly incredibly grateful, grateful that he had not carried out that "most shameless" thought just now.

Otherwise, right now, he would not even dare to stand here.

But even so... he secretly sized up Lin Xiwei, calculating frantically in his heart.

So what if she is at the fourth layer of the Tribulation Transcendence Stage? It is just a castle in the air.

He had cultivated step by step, one footprint at a time; how could her Foundation, built by relying on secret techniques, compare to his?

Moreover, this kind of Heaven-Defying secret technique must have a time limit.

As long as he drags it out...

Lin Xiwei raised her eyes to look at him, her tone as calm as water: "Attack."

That gaze was as if looking at an ant struggling on the verge of death.

Ji Wujiu's heart burned with anger.

Going too far!

He flipped his hand and took out a long sword.

The sword body was pitch black as ink, the hilt engraved with complex ancient patterns, and faint eerie light flowed on the blade—a High Grade Dao Artifact, the Black Abyss Sword.

The moment the sword was unsheathed, a pressure as deep as an abyss spread in all directions, and the sounds of ghosts wailing and gods howling faintly echoed in the Void Realm.

Ji Wujiu swung his long sword, and black light shone brightly from the sword body!

The Dao rules of Darkness, approaching Major Achievement, surged crazily, and wherever the sword light passed, light was swallowed, turning into a pitch-black rift that slashed towards Lin Xiwei!

"The Grand Elder has attacked!"

"That is the Black Abyss Sword! The Grand Elder's Lifebound Treasure!"

"With such power, let's see how that little girl can still be arrogant!"

The cheers of the Ji Faction Disciples had just rung out—Lin Xiwei raised her hand.

She tapped lightly.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock · Open!"

In an instant, countless rays of mysterious light shot out from her fingertips, like flowers scattering from the heavens, instantly enveloping a radius of one hundred zhang!

On the ground, streaks of Formation patterns appeared out of thin air, swimming, interlacing, overlapping, and entangling like living things.

Every line contained profound Dao rhythms, and every node shone with blinding light.

In less than three breaths.

A great Formation was formed.

Ji Wujiu's sword light, which was enough to swallow light, slashed into the Formation—like a clay ox entering the sea.

It disappeared without a trace.

His expression changed, and just as he was about to withdraw his sword and retreat, the scene before his eyes suddenly changed!

The towering hall disappeared.

The crowd watching the battle disappeared.

The sunlight overhead also disappeared.

Replacing it was a piece of Chaos Void Realm.

All around were vast mists, unable to distinguish north, south, east, or west, unable to probe up, down, high, or low.

An illusion Formation?

Ji Wujiu sneered, urged his spiritual power, and slashed a sword towards the Void Realm!

The Black Abyss Sword slashed out, carrying the Dao rules of Darkness, which were approaching Major Achievement, and the mist churned violently, like a curtain being torn—but in less than three breaths, the mist closed again, returning to as it was.

His expression changed slightly, and he unleashed several killing moves in succession!

Sword Qi traversed, Dao rules roared, blasting in all directions—still like a stone sinking into the sea.

Outside the Formation, everyone watched, dumbfounded.

The cheers of the Ji Faction Disciples were as if their throats had been pinched, stopping abruptly.

Whispers of suspicion and uncertainty arose.

"The Grand Elder... is he slashing randomly at the air?"

"What kind of Formation is this? Why have we never seen it before?"

Only to see inside the Formation, Ji Wujiu charging left and right, sometimes roaring, sometimes swinging his sword, sometimes cursing at the Void Realm.

His hair was disheveled, his robes were torn, and he was in a sorry state.

Where was half a point of the Grand Elder's dignity left?

Lin Xiwei stood outside the Formation, her moon-white skirt swaying gently in the wind.

She raised her hand and formed a hand seal.

"Eight Gates Golden Lock · Rest · Life · Injury · Obstruction · View · Death · Surprise · Open — Rotate!"

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