427: Chapter 427 Hunyuan Suppressing Realm Array

The three Demon Ancestors on the side were equally shocked.

Xuan Ji's vertical pupils constricted slightly, Yin Lan's tiger ears perked up, and Fei Yan's enchanting face was filled with disbelief.

The three little ones gazed at Ling Hao with sparkling eyes.

You Ruo tugged at the corner of Yin Lan's clothes and whispered, "Old Ancestor, between him... and you, who is stronger?"

Yin Lan was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "Even if I were to recover to my peak strength... I would still not be as strong as him."

You Ruo's eyes widened, revealing her little tiger teeth. A strange light flashed in Jin Linger's vertical pupils, and Hua Lian let out a soft "Wow."

They hadn't expected that the good-looking male who gave them candy was actually stronger than the Old Ancestor!

Qu Pingwei sneered on the surface, but his heart was already in turmoil.

"You have some strength," he said indifferently, raising his hand to draw in the Void Realm.

In an instant, countless Formation patterns appeared within a radius of a hundred miles, layer upon layer, intertwined like a spider web, trapping Ling Hao in the center.

Every Formation pattern radiated the power of Dao Rhyme at the Mahayana Eighth Layer, echoing each other to form an airtight cage.

"This is my Grade 9 Formation, the Nine Heavens God-Trapping Array."

Qu Pingwei stood with his hands behind his back, his tone arrogant, "Below the Mahayana Eighth Layer, no one can break it!"

The three Demon Ancestors and Shi Yunyu and the others retreated one after another, exiting the range of the Formation.

"This Formation..." Xuan Ji's expression was grave, "The Dao Rhyme it contains is too deep; even in our prime, we would not be able to break it."

Shi Yunyu clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms. Yue Xinxi bit her lower lip, saying nothing.

Qu Pingwei didn't care about them at all. The only person he cared about was the one before him.

As long as he killed him, the others would be nothing more than ants.

Ling Hao looked around, his expression calm.

"Oh? This Formation... is a bit interesting."

A cold sneer curled the corner of Qu Pingwei's mouth: "It's not too late to beg for mercy now."

He still quite enjoyed watching his enemies beg for mercy and break down.

"Heh." Ling Hao chuckled, "Are you stalling for time so that the Formation can fully form?"

Before the words had faded, Ling Hao's figure vanished from where he stood. The next instant, he appeared somewhere in mid-air and stomped his foot!

"Boom—" The Formation patterns trembled violently, and that part of the Formation pattern immediately collapsed, dissipating into specks of spiritual light.

Qu Pingwei's pupils constricted sharply: "Impossible! How do you know the location of the nodes?! Even if you found them, without Perfection in the Dao of Formations, you wouldn't be able to break that Dao Rhyme!"

Ling Hao smiled and said unhurriedly, "Your Formation uses the Seven-Star Spirit-Locking layout, and the nodes are in the Seven Luminaries positions."

Qu Pingwei sensed it carefully, his face turning ashen.

"You... you are actually also at Perfection in the Dao of Formations! Mahayana Fifth Layer, and you've comprehended a Dao principle to Perfection? There is no one in the entire Central Province like you."

He took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart.

"I have to admit, you truly have the grounds to be arrogant."

Ling Hao did not answer, his figure disappearing again.

At another spot, he stomped his foot—the Formation pattern shattered.

The third spot—shattered.

The fourth spot—shattered.

Qu Pingwei's expression grew uglier and uglier. He finally understood. The man before him wasn't just a blind cat stumbling upon a dead mouse; he truly had the strength.

Gritting his teeth, he simply raised his hand and put away the Formation that hadn't finished being set up.

The Formation actually hadn't finished being set up, though this Grade 9 Formation could technically still be used.

But the opponent was coming directly for the Formation nodes, so the Formation couldn't exert any effect at all. Rather than having it dismantled one spot at a time, it was better to save some energy.

"You are very good." Qu Pingwei's face was ashen, fury gushing from his eyes as he sneered, "But when it comes to the Dao of Formations, I am the truly formidable one. When I was studying the Dao of Formations, you hadn't even been born yet."

"This one, I have already finished setting up. Can you still break it?"

Before his words had faded, he formed hand seals!

His fingers flew, and obscure runes flew from his fingertips, merging into the Void Realm.

In an instant, countless Formation patterns lit up on the ground and in mid-air, continuously extending outward.

Those Formation patterns were dense, intertwined like a spider web, covering half of the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest.

Every Formation pattern radiated a scarlet light, greedily devouring the erosion qi in the air, gathering, compressing, and transforming it.

The heavens and earth changed color!

The clear sky for ten thousand miles was instantly swallowed by dark clouds, everything turning a deep red.

From three directions, three scarlet Dragon tornadoes rose from the ground, shooting straight into the sky! Each tornado was hundreds of zhang thick, with lightning flashing and thunder rolling within the wind pillars, and erosion qi churning like a bloody mist.

Wherever the tornadoes passed, the Erosion Beasts in the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest had nowhere to escape.

Erosion Pythons at the Undergoing Tribulation Stage were swept up, struggling and letting out shrill roars, instantly ground into meat paste; Erosion Tigers at the Void Refinement Stage tried to flee, but were sucked in by the wind pillars, dragged into them bit by bit, and turned into blood mist.

Erosion Beasts at the Body Integration and Soul Transformation Stages had even less power to resist, swept away like ants.

Countless flesh and blood turned into scarlet energy, merging into the tornadoes, making the wind pillars thicker and more violent.

Those three tornadoes echoed each other, slowly converging toward the center, destroying everything in their path.

Qu Pingwei laughed wildly, his voice filled with smugness.

"Even if you can see through the mysteries of the Formation, so what? This Formation has 108,000 nodes, spread across ten thousand miles; how many can you destroy?"

He spread his arms wide, as if embracing the sky.

"The main body of this Formation is actually the Hunyuan World-Suppressing Grand Array that your two races in Baiyanzhou jointly set up back then! Using it to deal with you now is truly a perfect match!"

"Absorbing so much Erosion Beast flesh and blood, along with the energy of the erosion qi, no one below the Mahayana Tenth Layer can stop it!"

"You—are dead!"

The three Demon Ancestors' expressions changed drastically.

Xuan Ji's vertical pupils constricted, her voice trembling: "This... how is this possible! Wasn't the Hunyuan World-Suppressing Grand Array already destroyed by us?"

The Hunyuan World-Suppressing Grand Array was connected to the main altars of the three races' main cities, extending downward to multiple small altar nodes, and further connecting to every blade of grass and tree in the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest.

The original intention at the time of design was that if many nodes were not destroyed all at once, the grand array could maintain its suppressing power.

However, first the Niding Alliance caused destruction, then the small altars were destroyed hundreds of years ago, and the main root system suddenly erupted with power, sweeping through the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest.

The grand array also suddenly activated and lost control; when many members of the Yao Race were fleeing outward, it turned around to block their hope of survival.

The three races had no choice but to destroy all the large and small altar nodes, and it was precisely because of the destruction of the Hunyuan World-Suppressing Grand Array that the erosion-corrupted members of the Yao Race surged outward, forming the Erosion Beast Tide.

She looked sharply at Yin Lan: "Yin Lan, what is going on? How can the grand array still be operating?!"

Yin Lan looked bewildered, his tiger ears drooping.

"I... I don't know either! Back then, we clearly had already destroyed all the large and small altar nodes."

Fei Yan gazed at Qu Pingwei's figure, her voice icy: "It is very obvious, this is the handiwork of this Supreme Shuofang. From beginning to end, our Yao Race has been within his calculations."

The three Demon Ancestors fell silent simultaneously. They finally understood.

The reason the Yao Race of the Ten Thousand Miasma Demon Forest had fallen into their current predicament was this person before them!

The Formation activated, sweeping through half of the Demon Forest. How many Erosion Beasts were there in the Demon Forest? At this moment, they had all become the Formation's nutrients.

The three tornadoes drew closer and closer; the roars and wails coming from within the wind pillars, mixed with the sound of flesh and blood being ground to pieces, were hair-raising.

The three little ones were trembling all over with fear. You Ruo hugged Yin Lan's leg tightly, her small face deathly pale: "Old Ancestor... are we going to die?"

Jin Linger bit her lip, her vertical pupils filled with fear. Hua Lian buried her face in Fei Yan's skirt, her small body shivering.

Yin Lan crouched down and pulled You Ruo into his arms: "No, we won't. That male who gave you candy just now, what was it, Moon Shadow Sect Master? If he could defeat him once, he can defeat him a second time!"

Xuan Ji also nodded, her gaze falling on Ling Hao: "Now... we can only rely on him."