I stormed down the mountain, took down all the big shots in the city, and the female CEO dragged me

"How did he get up there?"

The two people next to Wang Qiang rubbed their eyes hard, thinking they must have seen wrong.

They are professionally trained soldiers who don't believe in gods or immortals at all.

What just happened completely overturned their common sense about science.

He just jumped and landed right on top of the tree. Was this a scene from a TV drama?

Wang Qiang looked at Xu Yuan standing on the treetop and swallowed hard, unsure how to explain it.

Although his superiors had warned him before he arrived, telling him not to be surprised by anything he saw and not to tell anyone.

He was mentally prepared to see something outrageous, but he never expected it to be this outrageous.

The three Qingzhen people didn't react much, as they had already witnessed the methods used to make wishes.

"Everyone step back."

With a simple wish and a reminder, he stood with one hand behind his back, stepping on the branches of the treetops as if a celestial being had descended.

He pointed his sword to the sky, muttering incantations, and the clear blue sky was gradually obscured by dark clouds, turning day into night.

"What's going on?"

The Qingzhen people looked up at the sky, their expressions extremely serious.

Wang Qiang moved closer to Qingzhen: "Daoist Master, why has the sky changed?"

"Senior Brother Xu Yuan, it's time to fight them." Qingzhen's gaze was fixed on Xu Yuan, unblinking.

"Senior brother, does Senior Brother Xu intend to fight them all by himself?" Qingxuan was shocked.

Wang Qiang and his group were unaware of the intricacies of the situation, but Qingxuan knew that dealing with the formation set up by Yuanmu and his group was not something that could be resolved by one person alone. It would require at least nine skilled experts, positioned in nine different locations, to fight against it.

It's impossible for Xu Yuan to break the formation by himself.

Even if you're lucky enough to win, you still won't live if you make a wish.

At the entrance to the cave, Lu Da looked up at the sky, which had suddenly darkened, and gazed towards the mountain ridge.

"Are they really going to break the magic array with just the three of them?"

"Is this guy crazy?"

Click...

Suddenly, a streak of purple lightning ripped across the sky, seemingly threatening to fall to this spot.

Standing atop a tree, the wishing sword points skyward: "Nine Purple Heavenly Fire, lightning descends, thunder...strikes..."

The sound echoed through the valley, and the purple lightning bolts in the sky seemed to hear a summons, snapping down before his eyes.

stab...

The nine stone towers that had been built by people in the previous wish were instantly enveloped in lightning, and then connected together to form a purple lightning array spread across the ground.

In the distance, the leaves that had been tossed into nine different directions by the wish suddenly burst into purple flames, illuminating the entire mountain forest.

"Is it a dragon vein?"

Looking at the purple flames leaping in different locations on the distant mountain ridge, Qingzhen immediately recognized the pattern of their arrangement.

Rumble...

The thunder grew louder and louder, and a bolt of lightning tore through the night sky, like a celestial dragon roaring in the air.

Sitting in the middle of the stone tower, Mori stared in disbelief at everything that was happening. He wanted to get up and leave, but he couldn't move his feet, as if he were chained.

He looked up in horror at the wishing figure on the treetop: "What...what did you do to me?"

A bolt of lightning illuminated Xu Yuan's calm face, revealing his unwavering confidence.

"To break your formation, I need a Thunder Heart."

"You are possessed by evil spirits, making you the perfect target for thunder. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you for now."

Mori didn't understand immediately, but when he saw the nine stone towers around him, he realized what was happening and started cursing at the wishing tree on the treetop.

"You bastard, you bastard!"

"You never intended to save my life. From the very beginning, you were only thinking about breaking the formation?"

"Otherwise what? Do you think I'm really that kind?"

Everything has a cause and effect. If you are destined to die here, I will not defy fate for you.

As the wishing voice faded, the sword pointed, and the purple flames in the distance grew even more intense, while the stone tower formation beneath their feet became increasingly interconnected.

"Senior brother, what is Thunder Heart?" Qingxuan asked curiously.

Qingxuan looked at the lit stone tower array: "Thunder Heart is like the wick of a candle."

"A candle won't light without a wick."

The same principle applies to Thunder Chip.

Wang Qiang listened silently from the side, feeling that it was cruel, but also curious about what would happen next.

"Captain, is this even human?" The subordinate beside him whispered, glancing at Xu Yuan and swallowing hard.

"Just watch and don't say anything more," Wang Qiang instructed, then said no more.

Such a breathtaking scene is something most people can't witness.

The logs in the distant mountains saw the continuous falling lightning and immediately realized that something had begun to happen on the mountain.

Instead of waiting to die, Yuanmu sat cross-legged, lit three incense sticks and placed them in front of him, muttering incantations. The next moment, flames enveloped countless black evil energies and soared into the air.

The black mist, wreathed in flames, rose like clouds and drifted rapidly toward the mountain ridge.

Upon seeing this, the apprentices whom the log had arranged to leave separately all sat cross-legged in their fixed positions, chanting incantations as they swung the ropes around their waists.

Nine strands pierced into nine wisps of black mist, and the ropes, upon contact with the central flame, instantly transformed into chains of fire.

"What is that?" Wang Qiang was the first to notice the anomaly.

Qingxuan, Qingzhen, and Qingben suddenly turned their heads to look: "Yuanmu has activated the Dragon Battle Formation. He wants to absorb the fortune from the dragon vein."

"We can't let him succeed."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qingxuan, Qingzhen, and Qingben sat together, holding hands, and began to set up a small formation, activating it towards the dragon's head.

When the formation encountered the fire chains, fine beads of sweat appeared on the foreheads of the three people, and they looked extremely exhausted.

The wisher on the treetop remained calm, having already seen the log that had made its move. The two were currently at a distance, engaging in a battle of wits from afar.

With a mere flick of his wrist, a branch shot out and instantly severed a red chain of fire.

puff…

The fire chain was severed, and the wooden apprentice who had thrown out the rope spat out a mouthful of blood. He was devoured by the black energy and instantly turned into a cloud of black energy that merged into the black clouds on the horizon.

"There's still a backup plan."

Xu Yuan noticed this and muttered to himself, a barely perceptible worry flashing in his eyes.

I underestimated the value of logs.

He summoned lightning again, and this time the lightning struck Moriji directly. Moriji was instantly ignited in the center of the stone tower, and bursts of purple energy rose up.

"ah…"

As Mori's wailing rang out, Wang Qiang and the others instinctively looked over, their faces showing unbearable pain; it was too cruel.

But thinking about what they were doing, I instantly felt relieved.

As Moriji's body burned and tempered, he was providing nourishment for the array that Xu Yuan had set up, and the flames and lightning grew even more intense.

"What's going on? Why did it suddenly get dark up ahead, and why is it thundering?"

On a plane heading to this location, the pilot, after assessing the situation ahead, had to slow down.

"Old Yun, there seems to be a thunderstorm ahead."

An elderly man in a white robe looked out the window, a hint of worry flashing in his aged eyes.

"It's not a thunderstorm; someone is using heavenly lightning to fight."

"It seems they've already begun."

The bespectacled middle-aged man next to the white-robed elder frowned: "Master, is Junior Brother Lu Da alright?"

The old man remained silent: "It seems the opponent is quite skilled; we must get there as soon as possible."

"Where can we land next?"