428: Chapter 428 Formation Destroyed, People Die

On the other side.

Shi Yunyu urged her Spiritual Qi, wanting to step in and help, only to find that the suppressive force still existed, pinning them firmly in place.

Shi Yunyu shouted at Ling Hao: "Hao! Let Young Miss and me join in and help you!"

Ling Hao did not turn back.

Yue Xinlan shook her head, her voice heavy: "It's useless. Among us nine Supremes, Shuofang has the strongest grasp of the Dao of Formations. As long as he is given time to set up a Formation, even if two of us nine Supremes join forces, we still wouldn't be able to take him down."

"Even though this is only his Clone, he has managed to utilize the Hunyuan World-Suppressing Grand Array jointly set up by the two races of White Rock Holy Land! The power of the Formation has ascended to a higher level..."

"This time, unless someone at the tenth level of Mahayana takes action. Or perhaps, if he uses his seventh level of Mahayana combined with Perfection in the Dao of Formations, he might be able to hold on for a while."

Yue Xinlan looked toward the three tornadoes drawing ever closer, her voice lowering: "But once the tornadoes arrive... we'll be beyond saving."

She turned her head to look at Ling Hao again, and suddenly, her pupils contracted.

Ling Hao's lips curled upward, and he slowly raised his right hand.

He raised two fingers and gave them a gentle snap.

"Snap." The crisp sound of the finger snap was exceptionally clear amidst the howling wind.

On the eastern horizon, the Formation patterns flickered violently.

That scarlet tornado suddenly stalled, then collapsed with a boom.

The wind pillar transformed into blood mist that filled the sky, only to be dispersed by the sunlight.

The Formation patterns receded like the tide, spreading from east to west. Wherever it passed, the earth returned to clarity, the erosion qi dissipated, and the vegetation revealed its original colors.

The second tornado—collapsed.

The third tornado—collapsed.

Between heaven and earth, everything was clear. The sunlight was bright, and the wind and waves were calm.

Qu Pingwei stood frozen on the spot.

His mouth hung open, his eyes wide as saucers, and the expression on his face shifted from smugness to shock.

"Impossible!" he roared hoarsely, "This is impossible! How did you do it?! When, when did you alter my Formation?!"

Ling Hao withdrew his hand and stood with his hands behind his back, a smile on his lips: "You want to know?"

He paused, his smile deepening: "But I won't tell you."

Qu Pingwei's complexion alternated between pale and livid, his chest heaving violently.

This was the Formation he had painstakingly created! It was also his trump card!

The three demon ancestors looked at each other, their eyes filled with shock.

You Ruo blinked and said in a low voice: "On the way here, we often saw him doodling on tree roots, stones, and even broken altars..."

Jin Linger nodded: "Right, he even squatted on the ground and carved many runes."

Hua Lian added: "Every time we walked a distance, he would stop to draw for a while..."

The three demon ancestors suddenly understood.

And Yue Xinlan, after hearing the explanation from Shi Yunyu and Yue Xinxi, also understood. She looked toward Ling Hao, her eyes filled with surprise.

This man... so mysterious, so powerful.

Behind them.

Liu Ruyan gazed at Ling Hao infatuatedly, clutching her chest with both hands, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with intoxication.

"So handsome... and so capable..." She muttered to herself, her whole body trembling: "Ah..., I can barely hold myself back..."

Ji Xuanming slumped on the ground, his face deathly pale, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"Impossible... impossible... how is it possible for him..."

He muttered, clutching his head with both hands, his fingers digging into his hair, his entire body trembling.

"Fifth level of Mahayana... broke a Formation of the eighth level of Mahayana... how is this possible..."

He suddenly raised his head and shouted at Qu Pingwei: "Right Supreme! Kill him! Hurry up and kill him!"

Qu Pingwei ignored him.

He stared at Ling Hao, a flash of wariness in his eyes.

"As an ancient Supreme, you do indeed have some strength. It's a pity..."

Ling Hao shook his head, silently thinking: You happened to run into me, a cheater.

He raised his eyes, a smile curling at the corner of his lips: "I've let you have two moves, now it's my turn!"

Before the words had even faded, Ling Hao raised his hand and struck with a sword!

Under the augmentation of Myriad Streams Returning to Origin, the sword light poured down like a galaxy from the Nine Heavens, dazzling and bright, illuminating the entire Forbidden Abyss!

Within that sword light, countless Laws were contained.

Perfection in the Sword Dao, Perfection in the Metal Dao, Perfection in the Water Dao, Perfection in the Fire Dao, Perfection in the Wood Dao, Perfection in the Earth Dao, the Law of Light, the Law of Space...

With a single sword strike, ten thousand Daos resonated in unison!

Even though Qu Pingwei was knowledgeable and experienced, at this moment, he was completely bewildered.

"Perfection in the Sword Dao... Perfection in the Metal Dao... Perfection in the Water Dao... Fire, Wood, Earth... Light... Space..."

He muttered to himself, his voice trembling more and more, his eyes widening: "So many Laws, and each one has reached Perfection, how on earth did you Cultivate?!"

He suddenly raised his head, staring fixedly at Ling Hao: "Who exactly are you! Could you be the Reincarnation of the Clear Immortal?!"

"No, the Clear Immortal was a woman..." He suddenly shook his head again, "That's not right either, a Reincarnation can also be born as a man..."

For a moment, Qu Pingwei's state of mind was in complete disarray.

"What are you babbling and muttering about?" Ling Hao interrupted him, his tone indifferent.

"I am who I am, a unique smoke... ahem."

He raised his hand and pressed down, and the sword light suddenly accelerated!

Qu Pingwei snapped back to reality and hastily defended, his erosion qi condensing into a pitch-black giant shield before him.

However, in the face of that sword light containing ten thousand Laws, the erosion qi was torn apart like thin paper.

The Chaotic Spiritual Qi shattered the erosion qi, the Perfection in the Sword Dao sliced through the giant shield, the Law of Metal obliterated the Law of Darkness, and the Law of Space sealed off his retreat...

With a single sword strike, all techniques were broken!

"No—!" Qu Pingwei's Clone let out a final roar, his form shattering inch by inch, turning into a sky full of light rain.

Before dissipating, he stared fixedly at Ling Hao, "Don't get cocky! No matter how many Laws you comprehend, they are no match for the Embryo of the Dao! I will wait for you in the Central Province!"

"Bang—" The Clone exploded completely, turning into nothingness.

Ling Hao withdrew his hand, gazing at the empty space, standing with his hands behind his back.

He suddenly had a strong sense of déjà vu—why did that sentence sound so much like "I'll wait for you at XX University"?

Do I have to go to university after coming to this world?

If I have to go, I should go to elementary school...

Hmm, university is fine too, who told me to have such abundant capital. I can afford it!

He shook his head, casting aside those messy thoughts, and muttered to himself: "However, the Embryo of the Dao? Above the Laws... isn't it Minor Dao?"

In the distant Central Province. In a towering palace, Qu Pingwei's true body suddenly opened his eyes.

"Pfft—" A mouthful of blood sprayed out, splattering on the ground. His expression was ferocious, his eyes filled with resentment and disbelief.

"Ling Hao... I have remembered you!" He gritted his teeth, enunciating every word.

...Fifth level of Mahayana fighting the eighth level of Mahayana, victory! And it looked like he still had energy to spare!

At the edge of the Forbidden Abyss. Yue Xinlan gazed at that figure in green robes, unable to speak for a long time.

She turned her head to look at Shi Yunyu: "Xiaoyu... where did you find such a person?"

Shi Yunyu also hadn't expected Ling Hao to be so powerful. Back then, she had merely grabbed the straw of hope before her.

She gazed at Ling Hao's back, a smile appearing on the corner of her lips: "This... is all thanks to Shi Qingxuan..."

If it weren't for her trip to Cangwu, perhaps he wouldn't have come.

"Who is Shi Qingxuan?" Yue Xinlan asked.

Shi Yunyu replied: "She is my disciple..."

Yue Xinlan nodded thoughtfully, not pressing further.

Ji Xuanming slumped on the ground, his face ashen.

The moment Qu Pingwei's Clone fell, his last hope was shattered.

He fell to his knees with a thud, his voice trembling: "Supreme Moonshadow, spare my life! I am willing to be a beast of burden..."

Ling Hao did not look at him, but turned to look at Shi Yunyu: "Yunyu, you decide?"

Numerous gazes instantly converged on Shi Yunyu.

Her face suddenly flushed red.

As the strongest person here, it was normal for him to decide life and death; no one would object to that.

But because this traitor belonged to the White Rock Holy Land, he still considered her presence...

Seeing this, Ji Xuanming immediately turned to Shi Yunyu, kowtowing like a pestle pounding garlic: "Lady Shi Ji! I was forced by her poisoning! I didn't want to betray! The White Rock Holy Land cannot do without me. Losing a Mahayana like me is a huge loss!"

Shi Yunyu glanced at him and ignored him. She said to Ling Hao: "It's better if you do it."

Seeing Yue Xinlan from the corner of his eye, Ji Xuanming had a thought and crawled toward Yue Xinlan, wailing with tears: "Old Ancestor! Ancestral Master! I am still useful—"

Yue Xinlan flicked her sleeve, sending him flying, and said coldly: "As Xiaoyu said, Fellow Daoist, you decide."

Ling Hao nodded.

Handing over someone from one's own Sect to an outsider to deal with, what did that represent? He didn't think much about it, raised his hand, and a sword light swept past.

Ji Xuanming's head flew up, his eyes still retaining terror and unwillingness. His Divine Soul was completely extinguished, with no chance of Reincarnation.

Then, there was one left.

Ling Hao turned around.

Liu Ruyan stood not far away, her fiery red dress fluttering in the wind.