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Chapter 327 Zhang Yuanzhu: Do you know what an array is? (Laughable) (4000)

The mountain range stretches for thousands of miles, with waterways winding around it like silver ribbons.

At the confluence of mountains and rivers, a majestic city sits atop, dominating all directions.

One by one, monks dressed in Taoist robes stood on the city wall, vigilantly guarding all directions.

Powerful auras rose from the city.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood atop the mountains, gazing at the pass leading to the Qian Kingdom. Once he passed through this pass, the land would be flat and he could go straight into the Qian Kingdom and then return to his sect.

The young man, his eyes deep, sensed the old man behind him and whispered:

"Senior, step back. The city has been breached, and we are about to leave."

In the blink of an eye, the Thunder Dragon Spirit Mirror rose from his bosom, hovering above his head, and was activated at full power.

Crackling!

Lightning flashed and the light was dazzling, like a great blue sun exploding, displaying the majesty of heaven.

At the same time, the roars of dragons descended from the sky.

Nine thousand-foot-long thunder dragons emerged from the depths of the sky, their heads pointing downwards and their tails stretching out.

Majestic and cold.

Zhang Yuanzhu's expression was indifferent; he raised his arm and gripped the frame of his glasses tightly with his five fingers.

One step forward, and it crashes down with a deafening roar.

roar~
The nine dragons roared to the sky, then swooped down, following the azure thunder sun, and charged toward the majestic city.

It's like nine dragons playing with a pearl, a myth reborn.

Such a grand offensive, such explosive momentum, made the entire pass boil with excitement.

"Enemy attack!"

"It must be that treacherous Zhang Yuanzhu who has come here to fight alongside me."

"Quickly inform True Master Xuanqing, he can't leave."

Long roars shook the mountains and rivers, beams of light rose up, and magical artifacts blasted towards the sky.

Unfortunately, it's useless!
The sun shone brightly, and the thunder dragon looked ferocious.

The shattered light crushed the magical artifacts, shattered the array patterns, and crashed into the city wall.

Boom!

With a deafening roar, the city walls collapsed, cultivators were wiped out in droves, and blinding lightning spread inward, destroying a large number of buildings.

Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward, surrounded by purple lightning rings that rose and fell, making him appear like a god.

In just a few steps, they had already traversed the sky and stormed into the city.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, you deserve to die."

Some of the surviving cultivators roared, while others, wounded Taoists, retreated rapidly, trying to escape.

The young man gripped the long ruler tightly with all five fingers.

brush!
The measuring ruler was swung out, like a beam of immortal light sweeping across, turning groups of cultivators into blood mist.

He summoned back the Spirit Mirror, stepped forward amidst the crimson light, and swept aside the assembled cultivators.

Qi gathering, Qi refining, and even Foundation Establishment cultivation—whoever stands in front of you will turn into blood and bones beneath your feet.

kill!

The spirit mirror trembled, lightning erupted, striking across the sky, and several charred corpses fell to the ground.

He charged forward with all his might, and in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, he had already broken through the pass and was about to leave.

"Thief, die!"

A divine light shone from the right, sacred and majestic, with the faint sounds of prayers from living beings emanating from it.

bang bang bang~
Thirty-four lightning rings exploded simultaneously, yet several still shone brightly, blocking the divine light.

In the next instant, the collapsed lightning ring reappeared, rising and falling, its brilliance as before.

Zhang Yuanzhu turned to the side and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray Taoist robe. The man's face was ugly as he stared intently at the forty-two purple halos.

The young man didn't utter a single unnecessary word, and the spiritual mirror above his head vibrated.

A beam of light, crackling with lightning, burst forth, piercing the sky and striking forward.

He strode forward, the measuring ruler in his palm lashing out like a swimming dragon.

"You thief who stole the sect's magical arts, I will kill you today!"

A middle-aged man let out a long howl, his gray robe billowing.

He took out a golden lamp from his bosom and placed it in front of him.

The eight spiritual platforms trembled simultaneously, and streams of magical power surged forth.

Boom~
The wick burned, and golden flames rose, like a golden mist floating forward to meet the thunder.

In an instant, the pillar of light burned out, and the thunder shattered.

The golden flames continued forward, engulfing the charging figure.

Zizzi~
The lightning rings shattered one after another, burning out before they could even form, while the golden candlelight continued to approach his body.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained unmoved, seemingly unaware of the flames approaching his body, and strode forward, rapidly closing in on the gray-robed Taoist.

He took seven steps in quick succession, entering within a hundred meters of the Taoist priest. Only two rings of lightning rose and fell around him, about to dissipate.

"At most three breaths, the Boundless Body Protection Technique will be destroyed, and the flames will engulf your body, leading to certain death!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest had a cold expression as he exerted all his strength to activate the magical artifact.

The golden flames burned fiercely, and the temperature grew increasingly intense.

Zhang Yuanzhu grinned, took a step, and his blood and qi surged, his muscles, bones, and internal organs generating tremendous power.

Within his dantian, the three spiritual platforms trembled slightly, and streams of magical power surged forth.

Deep within the soul, the following characteristics are simultaneously activated: Mountain Moving, Vajra, and Giant Transformation.

In an instant, he was already at his strongest.

Then, the spirit mirror above his head trembled slightly, and patterns and runes appeared on its surface, with invisible ripples spreading outwards.

The gray-robed Taoist's cultivation level dropped at a visible rate, approaching the third level of Foundation Establishment.

Ignoring the enemy's panic and disarray, and ignoring the figures attacking from afar.

The young man leaned slightly forward, raised his left arm, opened his palm, and formed an ancient fist seal.

It seemed like a prayer, or perhaps a knock on a door.

A vast and mighty aura, magnificent and fierce, rose up, carrying the heroic spirit of defeating all enemies and ascending to the Great Dao.

A majestic gate appeared, towering and sacred, its divine power immense.

"Killing you won't even take a breath."

He shouted, and he threw a punch.

The fist flashed brilliantly, and the gate trembled.

The overwhelming light of the fist engulfed and destroyed everything.

The golden flames and the middle-aged man vanished without a trace.

The world is vast, with only the surging blood energy, the dazzling fist light, and the gate that connects heaven and earth.

I don't know how much time passed, but the light from the fist dissipated, my qi and blood calmed down, and I looked around.

Amidst the ruins, only a golden lamp lay among the rubble.

Zhang Yuanzhu waved his hand, put away the lamp, and strode towards the outside of the pass.

Huo Lao, who was closely following behind the boy, didn't care about being shocked by the punch just now. He quickly caught up and rushed out of the pass.

The moment they left the pass, Zhang Yuanzhu grabbed Huo Lao's shoulder and pushed off with his foot.

Boom~
The ground beneath them cracked and split open, and two figures shot out.

His inner energy surged, and he exerted all his strength to increase his speed.

At the same time, one after another, the refined corpses carrying Zhang Yuanzhu's aura, dressed in black robes, scattered and fled.

Even at the very end, the few remaining Xuan Kong Platforms were used without hesitation.

From dawn to dusk, and from dusk to night.

For ten days and ten nights straight, Zhang Yuanzhu did not stop for a moment, leading Huo Lao to bypass roads and travel to remote places.

Finally, on the evening of the tenth day, they left the border of Yan and entered Qian.

The bright moon hangs high, the ancient trees stand silently, and rays of moonlight filter through the branches and leaves, falling on the two figures.

Zhang Yuanzhu's robes were stained with blood, his hair was disheveled over his shoulders, and his face was covered in blood and dust.

The moment he stepped into the Qian Kingdom, he stopped in his tracks, looking at the old man beside him with a gentle yet earnest expression.

"Senior has already arrived in Qian Kingdom. You will leave first to return to your lineage. I have some matters to attend to, but I will catch up with you soon."

The young man instructed the old man to tell him several suitable routes home.

Huo Lao opened his mouth but didn't say a word. After hesitating for a moment, he headed towards the Qian Kingdom.

The old man didn't know what his disciple wanted to do, but he knew that staying put would only make him a burden.

Zhang Yuanzhu watched Huo Lao's departing figure.

He turned around and looked at the Yan Kingdom, his eyes cold and filled with murderous intent.

The chase wasn't over yet, so how could he be willing to leave?

At the very least, we must make Xuanqing Temple feel the pain! Lost in thought, he strode forward and began to observe the surrounding terrain.

He sped across mountains and rivers, finally stopping above a great river.

My gaze fell across the river to the riverbed.

"This terrain is quite interesting."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered, stepped forward, and observed every inch of the ground, not missing a single detail.

After observing the entire riverbed and surrounding terrain, I had already made my decision.

They landed on the ground and took out pieces of spirit ore, spirit ink, and spirit silk.

The young man stretched out his palm, and wisps of crimson-gold flames were generated, beginning to melt the spirit ore and refine array plates and array flags.

The array-setting artifacts, crafted according to the unique terrain, can utilize the entire landscape to the fullest extent.

He moved extremely fast, and finished the refining in less than two hours.

Then, as they walked along the river, array plates were buried one by one, array flags were planted in the ground, and array patterns were generated with each step.

Finally, we stopped at the shore.

Zhang Yuanzhu stretched out his palm, and a cyan-gold iron armor appeared. He gently tossed it, and it landed in the array's core.

Boom~
The entire formation was activated in an instant, and then disappeared.

"This kind of formation should be enough."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

Then, no longer concealing itself, it unabashedly released its aura.

He sat cross-legged, took out a golden lamp, and leisurely examined it.

Rub your five fingers together and feel the sensation carefully.

"A high-grade spiritual weapon, not bad at all."

Zhang Yuanzhu chuckled.

In the blink of an eye, the lamp in his palm disappeared.

Deep within the soul, the mirror formed by the intertwining of red, blue, and purple divine light undergoes subtle changes as it is manipulated.

Control: [Level 2] Golden Spirit Lamp (Trait: Blaze)

"Blazing flames?"

Zhang Yuanzhu frowned slightly as he carefully sensed the changes in his body.

Raise your palm, spread your fingers, and a wisp of flame will bloom from your palm.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature soared, and the river water evaporated.

He never used any magical power or vital energy from beginning to end.

'【Characteristic】Fire, does that mean it generates flames?'

Zhang Yuanzhu was somewhat helpless. Such a "characteristic" was not even worth mentioning to him; it was of no use.

With hands clasped together, the flames dissipated, and a golden lamp appeared, which was then stored in the storage bag.

Then, he closed his eyes, sensed the flow of five thunderbolts through his five internal organs, and perfected the Five-Colored Thunder Technique.

Time passed by, and the sky gradually brightened.

A figure in a green robe, wearing a half-wooden mask, appeared at the edge of the world.

Master Xuanqing, carrying a long sword, arrived leisurely, gazing at the young man sitting cross-legged on the shore:
"This place is not far from the Qian Kingdom. At your speed, young friend, you can leave in time."

A pair of blue eyes scanned the surroundings, observing the mountains and rivers, and then a sneer rang out:
"You want to use formations to contend with a True Immortal?"

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly opened his eyes, as if lightning was about to strike. He stood up and patted his robes.

Without answering Xuan Qing's question, he spoke directly:
"Today, I will kill you."

Although the voice was soft, it contained absolute confidence.

"Haha~, kill me?"

"Is it relying on this great formation, or your so-called True Lord Talisman?"

Master Xuanqing chuckled, losing all interest in idle chatter.

It's all just a bluff; they probably don't realize that the fake True Lord talisman has already been passed around among the higher-ups of the Boundless Palace.

Ta-ta-ta~
Step forward, across the land.

With each step, it was like a mountain falling, crushing array plates, tearing apart array flags, and even erasing the hidden array patterns.

Master Xuanqing walked to within a thousand meters of the youth, stretched out his hand, and reached out to grab him.

Its palm swelled in the wind, becoming as large as a hill, its five fingers like flawless white jade, blocking all escape routes.

Standing firmly on the ground, Zhang Yuanzhu felt the immense pressure, as vast as the sky and the earth, and chuckled softly:

"Ah!"

"You don't even know what a formation is, you outsider, you're just a laughingstock."

The formation is formed by the heavens, the earth, and nature itself; how could it be destroyed by simply damaging some of the arrangement elements?

He suddenly raised both arms and clenched his fists together.

Boom~Boom~Boom~
Square formations rose up, and banners fluttered in the wind.

Array patterns appeared on the great river behind them, emerged on the shattered earth, and appeared on the fragments of the collapsed array plates and flags, with countless rays of light blooming at this moment.

A massive formation is activated!

Boom!

The river surged towards the sky, reaching out to support the palm that was slapping down.

At the same time, the patterns transformed into chains, wrapping around the real person from all directions.

Everything was done in an instant.

"It's just a junior's trick."

Master Xuanqing was not concerned about the changes in his surroundings.

No matter how many methods you use or how ingenious your arrangements are, weakness is weakness.

Give him a single breath, and he can obliterate the array patterns, extinguish the waves, and crush the seventh member of Immortal Soldier Valley.

Until Zhang Yuanzhu took out a talisman that shimmered with starlight from his bosom and threw it out without hesitation.

Xuanqing Daoist's expression changed drastically in an instant, and the long sword at his waist trembled slightly.

hum~
With a clang of a blade, the array patterns tore apart, and it retreated at lightning speed.

At the same time, the long sword in his hand slashed down with a thunderous roar.

The dazzling sword light reached the heavens and the earth, illuminating the mountains and rivers and dispelling the great formation.

Like a sacred mountain piercing the sky, or like ice freezing all things.

Zhang Yuanzhu remained calm; he had always been clear about this.

Although the formation was powerful and the terrain was impenetrable, it was absolutely impossible to kill Ning Sha Zhenren. All he ever wanted to do was trap him.

Next, it's up to her.

He still had some confidence in Ye Jinxian.

Lower your clasped hands, place one arm on the long ruler, and let the other arm hang naturally. Inhale and exhale.

"kill!"

Before the words could even fall, the talisman burst into flames.

Streaks of starlight fell from the sky, converged and evolved, becoming a sword light as long as the ancient beam of heaven and earth.

The sword light trembled slightly, then shot out, like the midline that divides heaven and earth, blocking the blade light.

There was no stalemate, nor any clash.

Click!

Only the glint of the blade shattered, and the sword energy drowned out all tranquility.

It seemed as if it were meant to be this way, as if it were how it should be.

After an unknown amount of time, the sword light dissipated.

A graceful figure dressed in a sky-blue dress floated in the sky, gazing at the young man.

Their eyes met, and they nodded to each other.

Then, the beautiful figure disappeared.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood with a ruler in his hand, savoring the sword light he had just witnessed.

As expected of Fairy Ye, she had already grown to this level several years ago, and she is probably even more powerful now.

There is a forty-year age gap between him and Ye Jinxian, which will take time to bridge.

Call ~
He exhaled a breath of turbid air.

He shook his head, cutting off the jumbled thoughts in his mind.

They stepped forward and began clearing the battlefield.

The traces belonging to Senior Sister Ye must be completely removed, otherwise it will cause her considerable trouble.

This is also why he never used this talisman to intimidate the enemy, because the woman's identity was too sensitive.

All enemies who have seen this talisman must die.

(End of this chapter)