sinovels Chapter 189 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Four Saints
Chapter 189 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Four Saints
Chapter 189 The Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation Traps the Four Saints
"Slay immortals and gods, annihilate all living beings—Activate the formation!!"
Rumble—!!!
At this moment, Luo pushed the power of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to its current limit!
The space within the formation was completely distorted and compressed, as if it had transformed into an independent world of slaughter.
The sword energy was no longer clearly defined, but rather like a surging tide of destruction, crashing down on the struggling Ancestral Dragon, Primordial Phoenix, First Qilin, and Candle Dragon from all directions, from the past and future, and from the level of cause and effect, without any blind spots!
The blood-red light of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword illuminated the formation in a crimson hue, and the murderous intent nearly tore their primordial spirits apart.
The gray light of the Immortal-Trapping Sword devoured their last glimmer of hope for survival;
The cold light of the Immortal-Slaying Sword froze their magic power and bloodline;
The pitch-black sword aura of the Zhuxian Sword carries the ultimate destructive Daoist charm, determined to erase them along with any trace of their existence!
"Not good!" Zulong roared in frustration, his dragon scales peeling off in large pieces under the tide of sword energy.
Yuan Feng's Nirvana Divine Fire suddenly dimmed and almost went out.
The Qilin Seal of the First Qilin emitted a mournful cry, its weight unbearable, and cracks spread.
Zhulong even spat out a mouthful of dragon blood containing fragments of time, and his aura plummeted!
They had reached the final moment, truly exhausted and on the verge of death!
Seeing this, how could Hongjun, Yangmei, Yinyang, and Zhenyuanzi, who were outside the formation, sit idly by and watch Luo succeed?
They knew that if Luo Chenggong were to refine the essence of the three races' emperors and the top-tier existence of the Western Candle Dragon, his strength would increase dramatically, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation would likely reach perfection. At that time, the prehistoric world would never have peace again!
"Make your move!" Hongjun shouted, taking the initiative!
The fragment of the Creation Jade Disc above his head burst forth with an unprecedentedly clear and bright light. Three thousand Great Dao runes cascaded down like a waterfall, not directly attacking the sword formation, but like the most precise calculation rods, frantically deducing and analyzing the trajectory, energy nodes, and fleeting flaws of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!
He was to guide the other three in the direction of the attack!
"Spatial stripping!" Yangmei Daxian made his move simultaneously, raising his hands and grasping at the huge, dark array diagram from afar!
In an instant, the space surrounding the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation began to shift, fold, and even attempt to be forcibly "torn" apart from the primordial main space!
He intends to use his supreme spatial abilities to interfere with or even dismantle the connection between the sword formation and the energy of the outside world, thus weakening its foundation!
"Yin and Yang in disarray, Tai Chi to suppress!" The Yin-Yang Taoist's beard and hair stood on end as he threw the Yin-Yang sword in his hand. The two swords transformed into two black and white dragons, their heads piercing the sword formation barrier!
At the same time, the illusory Taiji diagram above his head suddenly enlarged, like a millstone that encompasses heaven and earth, slowly rotating and emitting a profound Daoist charm that suppresses earth, water, fire, and wind and balances all forces, directly enveloping the core of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the location of Luo Hou, the array eye!
He intends to use the principle of yin and yang balance to forcibly disrupt Luo's absolute control over the Western Sword!
"The Five Elements revolve, and the universe is established!" Zhen Yuanzi dared not be negligent, for he knew the terror of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
The illusory image of the Five Banners of the Primordial Chaos behind him instantly solidified and soared into the sky. It did not attack in a scattered manner, but rather connected end to end to form a huge, slowly rotating five-colored canopy. The five colors of divine light—blue, red, yellow, white, and black—flowed endlessly, generating and restraining each other, evolving into infinite defensive mysteries.
The five-colored canopy did not directly collide with the sword formation, but instead emitted a supreme Daoist charm that stabilized the earth, water, fire, and wind, and solidified the universe, like the most solid foundation.
It forcefully resists the tearing and destructive effects of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation on the surrounding space, providing a relatively stable casting environment for Hongjun's deductions, Yangmei's spatial dismantling, and Yin-Yang's Taiji suppression!
The four late-stage Grand Golden Immortals went all out from the very beginning, holding nothing back!
The clear radiance of the Jade Disc of Creation, the distortion of spatial power, the balancing rhythm of the Tai Chi diagram, and the Five Elements Canopy of the Five Banners—these four forces have vastly different attributes.
However, under the common goal of fighting against Luo, they formed a wonderful complementarity and synergy, which turned into a mighty force that was enough to shake the foundation of the primordial world, and fiercely impacted the Zhuxian Sword Formation!
"Boom—!! Crack!!"
The seemingly indestructible barrier of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation began to tremble violently under the combined impact of these four forces, emitting a humming sound and a faint cracking sound as it struggled to bear the weight!
The surging, destructive sword tide within the formation, which was about to engulf Zu Long and the others, also paused for a moment!
Luo Hou grunted, clearly feeling immense pressure as he sat at the heart of the formation!
At the same time, he had to control the sword formation to refine four dying emperors, and at the same time, he had to resist the all-out attack of four powerful enemies of the same level outside. Even someone as strong as Luo Hou felt that he was not up to the task and his mind was violently shaken!
A flicker of weighing options and a violent decision flashed in his bloodshot eyes.
"Hmph! Four old scoundrels! Since you want to save them, I'll grant your wish! I'll exchange the four of you for the four of them. This deal is my decision!"
Before the words were finished, the Luo Hou Demon Technique changed, and the barrier of the Zhuxian Sword Formation suddenly opened a gap. As if breathing, it threw the Zulong, Yuanfeng, Shiqilin and Zhulong, who were on the verge of death and almost unable to resist, out of the formation like garbage!
Immediately afterwards, the pitch-black array expanded suddenly with lightning speed, and a terrifying suction force erupted, instantly engulfing the four people who were closest to it—Hongjun, Yangmei, Yinyang, and Zhenyuanzi—who were being pulled together by their full-force attacks!
The gate slammed shut!
Outside, only the three races' emperors, who were seriously injured and dying and had fallen to the dust, and the Zhulong, and the Zhuxian Sword Formation, which was sealed again but whose internal baleful aura and killing intent had become even more violent and terrifying due to the change of opponents!
The focus of the survival of the primordial world instantly shifted from the three dying races to the ultimate showdown that would determine the direction of the Heavenly Dao and the rise and fall of the Demonic Dao!
The four strongest Primordial Golden Immortals of this era have faced off against Demon Ancestor Luo, who possesses the number one killing formation of the Heavenly Dao! The true decisive battle has only just begun!
In the primordial western lands, calamity and malevolent energy intertwined, staining the sky a murky dark red.
The three clans of dragon, phoenix, and qilin, who once dominated the world, are now reduced to ruins and the blood of gods scattered across the land, telling the cruel story of the great calamity.
Outside the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the Ancestral Dragon, the Yuanfeng, the First Qilin, and the Zhulong were thrown out of the formation by Luo like discarded shoes, falling heavily among the shattered mountains and rivers.
They had long since lost their imperial dignity, their bodies covered with deep, bone-revealing sword marks. Their very essence had been almost completely drained and obliterated by the sword formation, their auras were so weak that even maintaining basic levitation was a struggle.
The Ancestral Dragon struggled to raise its massive head, its golden dragon eyes surveying its surroundings.
In my perception, the once vast and star-like aura of the dragon race has now been reduced to less than one-tenth, and most of it is as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.
What made him tremble even more was the overwhelming karmic force that was coiled deep within the dragon race's bloodline, almost solidified into a tangible form. Crimson as blood, it exuded an aura of ominousness and destruction, constantly eroding the last vestiges of the race's fortune and vitality.
Dominating the primordial world? Continuing the clan's destiny? At this moment, how ridiculous and ironic they seemed. A great deal of regret and sorrow welled up in his heart, but he knew that this was not the time to wallow in emotions.
Almost at the same moment, Yuan Feng and Shi Qilin also felt the tragic state of their race and the immense karmic force that was enough to suffocate even a Great Luo Golden Immortal.