Controlling the Five Thunders and the Two Worlds

Chapter 307 Divine Power of the Array: A Thousand Years of Cultivation Lost in a Single Day
The next moment, six figures appeared on the top of Black Rock Mountain. The leader was dressed in a black robe embroidered with emerald flames. His eyes were filled with a deathly stillness as he coldly looked at the true qi that enveloped the sky.

This light and natural Qi aroused in him an instinctive sense of disgust.

Upon seeing this person appear, all the cultivators throughout Black Rock Mountain prostrated themselves on the ground, "Greetings, Great Netherworld Flame Ancestor!"

The Great Netherworld Flame Ancestor is the title of the Netherworld Flame Cult Master.

The Lord of the Netherfire Sect, his body radiating ominous ghostly flames, looked up at the sky and coldly uttered three words, "The Great Luo Palace?"

"The Great Luo Palace?" The Crimson Flame Venerable standing beside him was taken aback. "The Great Luo Palace actually has so many experts?"

"waste."

The Netherfire Cult Master's voice was calm, but the Crimsonfire Venerable was so frightened that he immediately knelt on the ground. "Ancestor, please forgive me! This subordinate truly did not know that the Great Luo Palace harbored such wicked intentions and acted so recklessly!"

The leader of the Netherfire Sect snorted, "I've read all the information about the Great Luo Palace that my disciples collected, but you haven't?"

The Crimson Fire Venerable bowed his head to the ground, not daring to raise his head.

The Lord of the Netherfire looked up, a hint of ferocity and distortion flashing in his eyes before he regained his composure and smirked, “They connected their auras, and the eight of them almost created a world of their own. What a fine formation.”

Crimson Flame Venerable also looked up, "But even the best formation can be broken!"

"Of course." The Netherfire Cult Leader nodded, his gaze sweeping over the people around him. "Break the formation!"

"Yes!"

The five people, including Venerable Crimson Fire, immediately soared into the sky.

Crimson Flame Venerable charged ahead, his mouth almost 180 degrees open, and then a burst of crimson flames mixed with thick corpse energy spewed from his mouth towards the east.

Venerable Poison Fire charged westward, his body wreathed in jet-black flames, emitting black poisonous mist and smoke. Without hesitation, he rolled away into the sky filled with five-colored thunderclouds.

Yin Huo Zun Zhe's eyes turned into a gray mist, and a wisp of formless and intangible Yin fire merged into the air, evolving into strands of spiritual energy that coiled towards the great sun in the north.

Venerable Heartfire hovered in the sky, his right fist clenched, striking his heart. Then, a series of heartbeats echoed southward, accompanied by exploding sparks, probing the weaknesses of the formation.

There was another Venerable of Fiery Eclipse who was the most ambitious. He actually shot straight into the sky, took out a porcelain bottle in his hand, and released black flames to protect himself as he rushed straight to the top.

"boom!"

The crimson flames in the east were swept away by countless sword lights, the poisonous fire in the west was dispersed by thunder before it even got close to the five-colored thunderclouds, and the gray yin fire was burned away by the great sun halfway. The heartbeat of the burning flames had no effect on the southern sky.

As for the Venerable Fire Erosion in the very center, before he even got close to the sky composed of endless true qi, he seemed to sink into a quagmire. No matter how he tried to activate his magic power, his own power seemed to be sucked away from all directions and scattered into the surrounding sky, having no effect whatsoever.

The Five Fire Venerable's expression changed drastically.

They had already gone all out, but the opponent's formation seemed to be completely unaffected!
How can this be?

They had just seen clearly that although the eight people were very strong, the five of them were equally strong. Even though they were at a disadvantage in a five-on-eight situation, it was impossible for them to be completely unable to have any impact on the other side.

But judging from that one exchange, the opponent didn't seem like eight people working together, but rather like eighty people working together!
Standing atop Black Rock Mountain, the Netherfire Cult Leader's eyes narrowed. "What a fine formation!"

Compared to the Five Fire Venerables, his cultivation was higher and his senses were more acute. He could clearly feel that although there were eight people and their methods seemed to be different, their core essence was the same and they were perfectly in sync with each other.

Now, the eight people have formed a spell array, perfectly merging their individual auras together, almost blending into nature, creating an exquisite and perfect formation. Therefore, the power displayed by this formation is not merely the combined strength of the eight people, but at least doubled, making it absolutely impossible for the Five Fire Venerables to break it!

Then the Lord of the Netherfire let out a long roar, raised his hands, and the evil aura and miasma on Black Rock Mountain seemed to boil over, rising in all directions from Black Rock Mountain and rushing towards the formation to assist the Five Fire Venerables.

At the same time, the Lord of the Netherfire also took off, a ferocious glint in his eyes. He then raised his hand and held up a dark green flame, before turning again and rushing towards the southwest direction.

In the Gen position, Daoist Yanling was hidden in the void, holding a jade ruyi in his hand, which emitted boundless seven-colored light.

Upon seeing the sudden appearance of the Netherfire Cult Master, Daoist Yanling raised an eyebrow and couldn't help but smile. "As expected of the Netherfire Cult Master, he spotted the Gate of Life at a glance."

“However…” Daoist Yanling chuckled and turned around.

The next moment, the entire world changed its appearance, with the Bagua (Eight Trigrams) circulating and the Eight Gates (Eight Gates) exchanging.

The seven-colored light in the Gen position was originally the Gate of Life. Although the light was dazzling, it was not enough to kill. But at this moment, the Gen position suddenly transformed into the Gate of Shock, and the seven-colored light became sharp.

"What?" A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Netherfire Cult Leader.

At that moment, not only did the seven-colored light in front of him take on a murderous aura, but the power of the seven-colored light itself also suddenly increased, as if the person in charge of the Gen position had suddenly gained a great deal of magical power, turning from a trickle into a raging torrent.

"No!" The Lord of the Netherfire turned and retreated, but was still affected by the seven-colored light.

In an instant, he felt the Yin and Yang and the Five Elements within his body suddenly become disordered, and an unknown aura invaded his body, causing him to groan involuntarily. He was injured even upon first contact.

Daoist Yansong looked at Gu Zhao, who was standing in the central palace. Just now, it was naturally the sect leader who made the move.

At the same time, the Bagua formation began to change. Not only did the positions of the Bagua begin to shift, but the attributes of the different positions also began to change.

The four cardinal directions—Qian, Kun, Zhen, Gen, Li, Kan, Dui, and Xun—flow continuously.

Rest, life, injury, block, scenery, death, shock, opening—these are all unpredictable changes.

Not only did it dazzle the Netherfire Cult Master, but it also left the Five Fire Venerables, who were in the midst of battle, bewildered.

Just moments ago, Venerable Crimson Fire was facing attacks from countless sharp blades, but in the blink of an eye, three divine prisons descended upon him, and twenty-four blue-faced, fanged demon generals of the divine prisons brandished their swords and spears.

But before he could even fend off the three divine prisons—one icy cold, one scorching hot, and one heavy—a colossal, long-shouldered beast suddenly appeared before him, roaring as it was about to swallow him whole.

"what!"

The Crimson Flame Venerable roared, his crimson flames spreading across the sky and pouring out, but a gust of wind blew by in the next moment, extinguishing the flames he was so proud of.

Immediately afterwards, a five-colored lightning bolt carrying an aura of destruction struck down!

"boom!"

It was just a bolt of lightning, but the Crimson Flame Venerable, whose power had already been greatly diminished, could hardly withstand it. His body was directly shattered, and his divine sense was about to escape when a Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in his remnant soul, turning slightly between black and white.

"laugh--"

After a faint sound that only the divine soul could perceive, the dignified Crimson Flame Venerable, with a thousand years of cultivation, died on the spot.

(End of this chapter)