The True Lord has arrived

Chapter 304 Unparalleled Dharma Formation, Breaking Formations with Formations

Above that magnificent pavilion, pure Geng metal primordial energy gathered and transformed into an extremely tall form. Upon closer inspection, it was clearly the appearance of the Golden Heavenly King, the signature divine power of the fourth-grade realm of various lineages.

The malevolent energy of Geng metal gathers and flows, illuminating that entire area of ​​heaven and earth.

The shockwave radiated outwards from that point in all directions.

The two Taoist priests from Qingcheng Mountain couldn't withstand the residual power and were knocked to the ground, rolling around. Jiang Sinan stared in astonishment at the activated Dharma body, the sword he had picked up pressed against the ground, the child still in his arms.

"True form of Dharma body, fourth-grade supernatural power?!"

"This, this is-"

Zhou Yan pressed the Dragon Gallant Silver Spear against the ground, his pupils gleaming with light. With his Enlightened Eye Divine Power, he saw through the light and glimpsed that in the distance, the Golden Heavenly King's 'spear' was firmly pressed against the core node of the massive formation.

The innate Geng metal energy circulated and transformed into an enormous spear, tens of feet long.

Within the Dharma Image, a divine general in silver armor and white robes wielded an ancient Taoist sword, which he activated with innate Geng metal energy. Streams of sharp and menacing sword energy transformed into a storm, constantly tearing and bombarding.

Every move and stance is a unique and unparalleled swordsmanship skill.

Ye Chenying stared, mesmerized.

Jiang Sinan asked, "Is he... is he breaking the formation?"

The timid Taoist priest frantically held and comforted the child while watching the flow of primordial energy in the sky. His voice held a sliver of hope. He was very timid and usually only practiced breathing exercises on the mountain. He had never seen such a great calamity before.

Now, when something happens, my subconscious wish is for things to turn out well.

Hopefully, this unknown powerful figure who suddenly appeared and attacked the enemy's core area is one of their own, here to help break the formation and resolve the disaster.

Zhou Yan had already seen through the truth. Jin Tianwang was using his divine will and sword techniques to break through the layers of array nodes, but this was not destruction. After breaking through the array nodes, he was guiding these arrays to reconverge with himself as the center.

This is not about breaking through the formation, but about seizing power.

The Golden Heavenly King valued the life force of 300,000 people absorbed by this great formation, hoping to use it to heal the injuries he had sustained in the continuous battles, and even to condense it into a seed of a magical treasure.

"There are wolves in front and tigers behind, none of them are easy to deal with."

Zhou Yan sensed that the Golden Heavenly King, who was constantly seizing the formation, was glancing in his direction. Immediately, the void trembled, a sharp sound of air being torn apart exploded, and a sword aura crossed the distance of more than ten miles, heading towards them.

Ye Chenying's expression changed drastically.

He immediately made a sword gesture, leaped into the air, and kicked his master in the shoulder.

Jiang Sinan was in a terrible state. He was kicked and rolled on the ground, hiding to the side. Ye Chenying also used this basic sword technique, the "flying through flowers and flying leaves" movement, to forcefully avoid it and land to the side.

Zhou Yan turned his hand and unleashed a spear technique called "Azure Dragon Crossing the River," striking the sword energy with a thunderous crash. It seemed like brute force, but the moment it touched the sword energy, it vibrated and hummed, tearing and shattering it. He then took a half-step forward, gripped the spear with both hands, and spun around.

boom! ! !
The sword energy was torn apart and landed on the left and right sides.

The attack tore two extremely deep and long trenches into the ground on both sides, and dust billowed out. Zhou Yan pressed his spear against the ground, and Jin Tianwang said in a long voice, "Zhou Yan, not bad. Consider this move as a greeting."

"I'll take the treasures here first."

"If you have the ability, come here and see who can take more."

"Afterwards, I will surely behead you!"

While breaking through the formation and seizing the vital energy, he was also able to wield his sword. His moves were already extremely exquisite, and his control over the vital energy was unparalleled in his time and rare in the world. In this long roar, there was both a chilling killing intent and a sense of solemnity.

Strangely enough, his words and attitude conveyed a sense that only enemies worthy of his killing were truly recognized, like a tiger facing a dragon, where hostility and murderous intent were the most sincere form of equality.

There is another possibility: that this great city of Langzhong, this blessed land, is merely a hunting ground for him and Zhou Yan, two powerful figures, to plunder and plunder at will; their arrogance and disdain are self-evident.

Those who heard the sound were first terrified.

All one could sense was the ruthlessness of this person's killing intent and the extraordinary skill of his moves, which were rarely seen in the world.

Immediately, there was astonishment again, wondering who Zhou Yan, whom this expert who had activated his true form and bombarded the formation, was.

Ye Chenying's expression changed, and he vaguely remembered it.

But then Prefect Wang suddenly made a move—

At this critical moment, taking advantage of everyone's attention being drawn, he used the techniques of a fifth-grade military lineage to rush towards a side courtyard. Although Zhou Yan was looking at Jin Tianwang, he flicked his wrist, and his spear, like a coiling dragon, thrust straight forward.

Ye Chenying was about to give a warning when she saw a flash of silver light. The prefect's arm had been pierced. The latter let out a roar, his face contorted, and he struggled. His movements remained unchanged, and his body was filled with energy and magic power.

tear-

The sound of bones being torn apart by a sharp blade sent a shiver down the spines of those who heard it. Prefect Wang, with sheer ferocity, endured the excruciating pain and used the blade of the spear to tear open his own arm, then slipped into the shadows and disappeared without a trace.

Only one arm lay in the dust, the arm was thick, and the fingers were still unconsciously curling up.

Ye Chenying's expression hardened slightly.

Extremely ruthless.

Is this the kind of killer who has been forged in the crucible of battle?

Jiang Sinan hesitated and said, "He's also a man with a tragic fate..." Zhou Yan sheathed his spear, watched the staggering Prefect Wang flee, then looked away and said, "This humble Taoist will first escort the two of you to a safe place."

Ye Chenying asked, "Aren't you going to hunt down this fiend, Master?"

Jiang Sinan was stunned. He hadn't expected that his young, intelligent, and usually rather proud disciple would speak with such unspoken respect and admiration. Just as he was wondering if his disciple had changed his personality, Ye Chenying lightly elbowed him in the waist.

"Teacher, the Supreme Master of the Louguan Temple who slew the demon in the Jialing River."

Jiang Sinan then realized that he had been too frightened and had panicked. He hurriedly cupped his hands in greeting. Zhou Yan returned the greeting, his eyes looking in the direction where Prefect Wang had gone, and said softly, "Pitiful, regrettable, tragic, pitiful, and hateful."

“He may also be killed.”

"His plight in those chaotic times was naturally pitiful and tragic. I am not heartless, and of course I feel moved. But what wrong have the people of Langzhong done? The sins he committed are also real."

"There is no reason why one's actions can be forgiven simply because of a tragic past."

His words were clear and insightful, and hold great wisdom for posterity.

Divided up cleanly—

I think your past experiences are lamentable, and I think you deserve to die—these are two different things and have nothing to do with each other.

This was originally the view of many people in later generations, but it was quite different in this era. In addition, his Taoist robe was stained with blood, he held a long spear, he had just defeated a hundred people in formation, and he tore apart the Golden Heavenly King's sword energy with a single spear, which gave him a profound air.

Zhou Yan changed the subject, saying, "However, he cannot escape this calamity."

"Let him go back first, and see his daughter before he dies."

Jiang Sinan agreed, saying, "The True Man is compassionate, truly compassionate."

He then said, "I wonder who that is..." He stretched out his hand and pointed to the figure that had activated its Dharma form, emitting boundless golden light, which could be clearly seen even in broad daylight.

Zhou Yan said, "It was the previous generation's True Lord of the Western Peak." Jiang Sinan said, "Oh, it was the True Lord of the Western Peak..."

"Wait?! True Lord of the Western Peak?!"

His scalp tingled. He watched as the gentle-looking young Taoist priest nodded, and his head buzzed. He murmured, "...Dream, blessed land, Kunlun immortal herb, Supreme Master of the Tower, former True Lord of the Western Peak."

"It's all over, it's all over."

Jiang Sinan smiled bitterly, feeling that he shouldn't have come down the mountain.

He felt even more fear towards the young Taoist priest before him.

The Supreme Pavilion of Taoism truly deserves to be called the foremost Taoist sect in the world.

Zhou Yan lowered his eyes slightly, protecting the two as they returned to the antique shop. He glanced at them one last time, then activated his true form as the Golden Heavenly King, lost in thought.

Like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, being surrounded by three forces means that rashly entering the game is not a good idea.

This Prefect Wang is, in any case, at the fifth rank.

After returning, we can at least wear down the Golden Heavenly King and keep him in check. The battle between the Golden Heavenly King and the enemy will only deplete the lives of the people. This must be interrupted and stopped.

Besides——

Prefect Wang clutched his shoulder, staggering forward. Half of his arm had been severed, the knuckles stark white, blood flowing uncontrollably. His face was deathly pale, and beads of sweat poured down his face.

Leaning against the wall, blood continued to flow from the severed arm. If this continued, even a fifth-rank Xuan official would die from blood loss. Prefect Wang looked at the faded sachet in his hand, his face contorted.

'Father…'

He suddenly gripped the sachet, gasping for breath, his eyes blazing with fury.

[Supernatural Power - Beacon Tower]!
A low, angry shout.

The magic power shifted, igniting flames that twisted and burned his wounds anew. The air was filled with the acrid smell of burning flesh and blood. Prefect Wang's face paled even more. He put the sachet in his bosom, stood up, and staggered forward, leaning against the wall.

But he didn't find it.

A tiny white hair had appeared on my body.

It was exactly the same as the one on that young Taoist priest.

........................

Zhou Yan, however, had already used his incarnation technique to place a strand of his white hair on the body of Prefect Wang and carried it away. In this way, he could restrain King Jin and infiltrate the enemy's core territory without anyone noticing.

However, to do such a thing, one must also say things against one's conscience.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but chuckle to himself.

I will gradually begin to use methods similar to those of Fuxi.

Along the way, Zhou Yan rescued more Taoist disciples, as well as the Dan Ding Sect disciple whose sword had been stolen by Jin Tianwang. In addition, there was also a drunken young man.

He was dressed in blue cloth, with a gourd of wine at his waist, and his whole body reeked of alcohol.

He claimed to be a brewer from Luzhou named Li Su, who came here to investigate the turbidity of the water system. He ended up in Langzhong by mistake and became drowsy. The reason he wasn't drawn into a dream was quite simple.

The winemaker drank himself into a stupor every day, sometimes to the point of death, and would only open his eyes after a day or two. He rarely dreamed, and his sober days were few and far between. His soul was so drunk that he could not be drawn into that dream world.

What is this? As long as I knock myself unconscious first, you can't hurt me?
Jiang Sinan was stunned when he heard this.

The group returned to the antique shop, where Shen Cangming had already come out. Looking at the Dharma image in the distant pavilion, Zhou Yan recounted what had just happened: Xuan Zhuzi had been healing someone.

He sent his thousand soldiers to bring all the people from the surrounding houses. Upon hearing this, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed, "This... this Golden King is interfering. What if he starts fighting with the prefect's side?"

"Then, the head of the prefect's side borrowed the formation to recover from his injuries."

"Those who died and were injured were all ordinary people."

"Putting everything else aside, the innate Geng metal energy, which is said to be the sharpest among the Five Sacred Mountains, would probably shorten the lifespan of the 300,000 people in this formation by several months with just a few strikes."

Pei Xuan Niao said, "Even if we go and fight our way in, with both of them occupying certain positions within the formation, only ordinary civilians will get hurt. If General Shen and Zhou Yan also charge in..."

Everyone felt it was a tricky situation.

In this situation, the more fiercely and ruthlessly they kill, the more domineering and extraordinary their moves and abilities become, the greater the injuries and damage they inflict on their opponents, and ultimately the more fiercely the people's vitality is drained away.

If we don't fight, we'll just have to watch helplessly as two forces vie for the livelihoods of the people.

If we fight, it will be ineffective if we don't use any means, but if we do use means, it will be like slaughtering the people. Thinking about it carefully, it's as if all the people in the city have become hostages of the two sides. Fighting is not an option, and not fighting is also not an option. It's really a tricky situation.

They didn't have much time to think; they would eventually have to make a decision.

Everyone chimed in with their own opinions, but faced with this situation, with limited time and a high cost, none of them had a solution. They felt their scalps tingling, and even the arrogant and unruly Pei Xuan Niao had cold sweat dripping down his forehead.

Just then, a voice suddenly came.

It is Li Zhiwei.

She first clenched her fist, then her face turned pale, and she gritted her teeth.

"I have a way I can try."

At the same time, Zhou Yan also said:

"If that doesn't work, then we'll do it my way."

The petite Miss Li looked at Zhou Yan. She had been quite nervous, but somehow she suddenly felt at ease. She smiled slightly and said, "I wonder if Master Zhou has any wonderful methods?"

Zhou Yan exhaled and said, "There's no time for riddles."

"If the formation cannot be broken in a short time, then we have no choice but to replace it, or rather... place another formation in the middle of this life-absorbing formation to interrupt its original function."

Since you can't open the lock, just add another lock on the outside of your lock.

Li Zhiwei's eyes widened, and she laughed, "We've come to the same conclusion."

Pei Xuan Niao said, "But what use are ordinary formations?!"

Zhou Yan said, "Now that things have come to this, we can no longer hesitate."

He and Li Zhiwei spoke at the same time.

"Let's switch to the [Grand Sacrifice to the Lord of Mount Tai]!"

"Let's change it to the [Humanity's Fortune Array]!"

(End of this chapter)