sinovels Chapter 188 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Three Ancestors, Hongjun and the Oth
Chapter 188 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Three Ancestors, Hongjun and the Oth
Chapter 188 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Three Ancestors, Hongjun and the Other Four Arrive
The First Qilin was also enraged, his benevolent aura suddenly bursting forth with overwhelming killing intent: "So that's how it is! The mastermind behind everything was you! We—we've become pawns in your hands! How laughable! How pathetic! How hateful!"
They finally understood that while the conflict between the three races was inevitable, its brutality and loss of control were entirely due to the machinations of this demon behind the scenes!
Blinded by the aura of calamity and influenced by the demonic seed, they acted like puppets, staging this tragic self-destruction!
However, understanding is one thing, and regret is another; it's all too late!
"You only realize it now? Too late!" Luo Hou sneered, his arms suddenly spreading wide. "To become the sacrifice for the revival of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is your honor! Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation—activate!"
With his command, the four terrifying sword intents behind him suddenly materialized!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword transformed into a blood-red rainbow, hanging in the east, its boundless killing intent locking onto the void!
The Immortal-Trapping Sword transformed into a hazy gray light, hanging in the south, stirring up resentment and devouring all life and hope!
The Immortal-Slaying Sword transformed into a pale, cold light, hanging in the west, radiating an aura of finality and freezing souls!
The Immortal Execution Sword, serving as the core of the formation, stands in the north. Its pitch-black blade absorbs light and exudes the ultimate destructive aura!
The four swords stood at the westernmost point, and in an instant, endless black array diagrams spread out from Luo's feet, instantly enveloping the core area of the entire battlefield.
It includes the three emperors, Zulong, Yuanfeng, and Shiqilin, as well as the top combat forces such as Zhulong who is trying to rescue them from below!
The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is complete!
Within the formation, malevolent energy surged and sword energy crisscrossed! It seemed to form its own world of destruction, severing all connections between the inside and outside.
Those within the formation felt that killing intent was everywhere, and their minds were eroded by endless slaughter, resentment, despair, and deathly silence. Their magical power stagnates, and their supernatural abilities are greatly reduced!
The Ancestral Dragon roared, and the Imperial Dragon Qi transformed into a nine-clawed golden dragon that charged at the sword formation barrier, but it was pulverized by countless Immortal Slaying Sword Qi!
The phoenix cried out, and the Nirvana Divine Fire transformed into a fire phoenix that burned the sky, but it quickly dimmed in the hazy gray light of the Immortal Trapping Sword!
The Qilin roared, and the essence of the Earth element condensed into the phantom of Mount Buzhou to suppress it, but it was frozen and shattered by the pale white light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword!
Zhulong attempted to distort time and find a flaw in the formation, but was forced into perilous situations by the omnipresent Immortal Slaughtering Sword Intent!
Three late-stage Hunyuan Golden Immortals, along with top experts like Zhulong, were trapped in this Heavenly Dao Number One Killing Formation. They could only struggle to hold on and were unable to break out of the formation!
Their strength was rapidly depleting, while Luo Hou, positioned at the heart of the formation, waited patiently, manipulating the Western Sword like a cat toying with a mouse, gradually eroding their vitality and will.
Within the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the murderous aura was as deep as an abyss, and the sword energy was as turbulent as a tide.
Time seemed to have lost its meaning; every breath felt like dancing on a knife's edge, an ordeal of despair.
The majestic imperial dragon aura of the Ancestral Dragon was now like a candle flickering in the wind, and the illusory image of the nine-clawed golden dragon that it had condensed was cut into pieces by countless fine sword energies of the Immortal Slaying Sword.
His massive dragon body was covered with deep, bone-revealing sword marks, and golden dragon blood kept dripping down, but it was swallowed and dissolved by the baleful energy in the formation the moment it left his body.
Yuan Feng's situation is equally precarious.
Her supposedly eternal and inextinguishable Nirvana Flame was compressed to less than three feet around her body under the erosion of the Misty Gray Light of the Immortal-Trapping Sword, which specifically devoured hope and vitality. The flames flickered dimly, as if they would be completely extinguished at any moment.
Her magnificent feathers turned charred and curled, and each flap of her wings to resist the sword energy seemed incredibly difficult. Although her phoenix eyes still held an indomitable spirit, they could not hide her deep exhaustion and the weakness of her life force being about to be exhausted.
The phantom of Mount Buzhou, formed by the Qilin's benevolent energy, had already shattered countless times under the pale, cold light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword that ended everything.
His body was filled with scattered earth essence, his Taoist robe was completely torn, revealing the terrifying crisscrossing wounds on his body. His honest face was now ashen, and the light on the Qilin Seal was extremely weak, barely able to protect his vital organs.
Zhulong was in an even more miserable state. He tried to slow down the sword energy attack with the Dao of Time, but under the pure and extreme killing intent of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, time seemed to become viscous and full of murderous intent.
The fragments of time on his body were disordered, large pieces of dragon scales had peeled off, one of his dragon horns had been cut off at the root, and his aura was extremely weak. If it weren't for the other three emperors sharing the pressure from time to time, he would probably have already perished.
Within the formation, only the four of them remained, struggling to hold on. However, their magical power, divine consciousness, and even the essence of their lives were like lamp oil about to burn out, and they could not sustain themselves for much longer.
Luo Hou sat beneath the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, the core of the formation, coldly observing the scene.
To him, the death throes of these three emperors who dominated an era of the primordial world, along with their right-hand men, were the most beautiful sight in the world and the best sacrifices for their rise to demonic power.
However, just as he was about to activate the sword formation to deliver the final blow to these four desperate ones, his scarlet eyes suddenly turned to the outside of the formation, and the demonic flames rippled slightly.
"They've arrived—a little faster than expected."
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, four incredibly powerful auras, each with a distinct Daoist charm, all reached the late stage of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal realm.
Like four dazzling shooting stars, they pierced through the dark and oppressive primordial sky, which was filled with the intertwining of calamity energy and demonic energy, and headed straight for this western battlefield!
In the east, a clear and boundless light shone, orderly and perfect, as if it were the embodiment of the Heavenly Dao itself—Hongjun!
He stood on auspicious clouds, his face was ancient and simple, and a fragment of the Jade Disc of Creation above his head shone with clear light as he deduced the mysteries of the sword formation.
In the south, space slightly distorted, and a transcendent, ethereal figure appeared—it was none other than the Great Immortal Yangmei!
He seemed to walk leisurely, yet each step traversed endless space, and the Daoist aura around him flowed, as if he did not belong to this world.
In the north, the yin and yang energies converge and flow, evolving into the Tai Chi balance. The Yin-Yang Taoist holds the Yin-Yang sword, with the illusory Tai Chi diagram floating above his head, his sharp gaze locked onto the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
In the West, a thick and majestic aura of primordial chaos, in harmony with the five elements, is most striking!
Zhen Yuanzi, dressed in a black Taoist robe, had a calm expression. The aura of the Earth Book around him was faintly connected to the primordial earth. Behind him, the phantom of the Five Primordial Banners appeared, with five colors of divine light—green, red, yellow, white, and black—flowing around, forming a flawless defensive barrier.
Before setting off, he thought it over carefully and did not let Hongyun come with him. Instead, he ordered her to stay at Wuzhuang Temple and rely on the Earth Book Formation to guard the rear in case of any unforeseen circumstances. At the same time, this was also to preserve an important force for the alliance.
Four powerful figures arrived together!
Their appearance was like casting a beam of hope into the darkness of despair, instantly attracting the attention of all surviving beings in the primordial world, as well as those powerful beings who were secretly watching this place!
Luo Hou looked at the Westerners who were waiting in battle outside the formation. A trace of solemnity flashed in his scarlet eyes, but more than that, there was a provoked rage and murderous intent.
"Hmph! Old man Hongjun, old ghost Yangmei, and those two ignorant fools Yin Yang and Zhen Yuanzi!"
"Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish. I'll use the blood and souls of you four Primordial Golden Immortals to perfect my Four Swords of Immortal Slaughter!"
He held nothing back, determined to first completely eliminate the hidden dangers within the formation before focusing all his efforts on dealing with the four powerful enemies outside.
Luo Hou pressed his hands down sharply, and the demonic flames around him erupted, completely merging with the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation!