flstandardbreds Chapter 430 The Chaos Bell Breaks, Who is the Figure in the Chaos?
Chapter 430 The Chaos Bell Breaks, Who is the Figure in the Chaos?
Chapter 430 The Chaos Bell Shatters, Who is the Figure Within the Chaos?
The guide, his face flushed, watched the figure disappear before him.
He turned around and looked angrily at Yuanshi Tianzun, saying:
"This Tongtian Sect Leader acts so eccentrically, I urge you, fellow Daoist, to devise a plan to break the formation and immediately dampen his arrogance."
Yuanshi Tianzun stood with his hands behind his back, seemingly pondering a solution.
The hands behind his back were clenched tightly together, and he used considerable force to prevent himself from bursting out laughing on the spot.
After a long pause, he said:
"This Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation is arranged according to the 'Li', 'Dui', 'Kan' and 'Zhen' swords. The Zhen Palace is the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, which is extremely powerful. I will personally break it."
The Immortal-Trapping Sword hanging in the Dui Palace can confuse those trying to break the formation, making it even more dangerous. I'll trouble you, Senior Brother, to go personally.
"Hmm." The Supreme Sage nodded.
"The next two palaces are a bit easier. They are just auxiliary swords added to support the Zhuxian Sword Formation. They are not difficult. Fellow Daoists, you can do as you please."
After hearing what Yuanshi Tianzun said, the Guide Daoist could not refute it.
I always felt like I was being labeled a 'filler' by the Primordial Celestial Venerable, but I kept quiet and dared not say a word.
The main problem is that they can't defeat any one of the Three Pure Ones.
But soon, once the Western religion flourishes, their strength will also increase, and they will no longer be inferior to other saints in the slightest.
The four of them took a step and instantly disappeared in front of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation.
At this moment, Yang Jiao, who was in the eye of the formation, felt a surge of excitement. The time to break the formation had finally come!
She sat up straight and steady.
The four swords were positioned in four directions around Yang Jiao, forming a sword formation. However, the most crucial point was actually Yang Jiao herself!
Upon seeing that they had entered, the Tongtian Sect Leader slowly curled his lips and turned his hand upwards with a palm strike.
The immense power shook the entire Zhuxian Sword Formation. Then, the four swords turned, their cold light shining upon the four saints who were breaking the formation.
Jieyin was secretly startled.
Zhunti pursed her lips.
Both of them were relieved; thankfully, they had only gone to break the makeshift swords that were meant to fill the gaps in the battle.
The four of them went in four different directions.
As soon as Yuanshi Tianzun reached the Zhuxian Sword, the sword slashed down directly at his face. Instantly, auspicious clouds surged from his head, blooming into thousands of golden flowers that blocked the Zhuxian Sword, preventing it from advancing even half an inch further.
The Supreme Sage walked up to the Immortal Trapping Sword, and without waiting for the sword to be drawn, he struck it with his flat cane, leaving only the Immortal Trapping Sword constantly trying to emerge with a booming sound, but unable to reveal any of it.
Both sides were easily suppressed.
Jieyin and Zhunti were overjoyed, and the problem of those who were just there to make up the numbers would be much easier to solve.
The two walked to opposite sides.
Before the guide could even stand still, the Immortal Slaughtering Sword flew straight towards him. He hurriedly tried to use his relic to stop it, but the Immortal Slaughtering Sword was extremely fast, with a dazzling golden light. Moreover, a layer of light shield appeared on the sword's edge, which blocked his relic instead.
"How is this going?"
He was greatly alarmed.
Could it be that I am really that much inferior to Taishang and Yuanshi?
It can't even subdue a sword that's just there to make up the numbers?
Immediately, Jieyin hurriedly used all his magical power, swinging out with a bang to prevent himself from being sliced in half by a sword.
On the other side, Zhunti Daoist was not having an easy time either.
The Immortal-Slaying Sword was extremely sharp, and its terrifying sword energy was aimed straight at his head. Zhunti was so shocked that he hurriedly summoned the Seven Treasures Tree to block it, and then he also used all his magic power.
In an instant, the brilliance of four precious swords stretched across the Zhuxian Sword Formation.
The center point of the two intersecting vertical lines is right above Yang Jiao.
Seeing this, she didn't dare to delay. She slowly closed her eyes, placed the Chaos Bell in front of her, and secretly activated the Primordial Purple Qi within her body.
boom!
Once she exerted her power at the heart of the formation, even the Supreme Sage and the Primordial Heavenly Venerable each had to take a half step back.
The two looked at the Tongtian Sect Leader with suspicion:
"Are you really playing?"
He then calmed himself down and used his magic power.
The combined power of the four sages surged and coalesced into a massive sphere at the center of the formation, seemingly capable of obliterating a person.
Yang Jiao raised the Chaos Bell and shouted:
"I've been waiting for so long!"
then.
Bang!
The spirit orb swallowed her whole.
The two Western Saints were far weaker than the Three Pure Ones in terms of cultivation level, and at the moment they had no mind to worry about anything else, only anxiously fighting against the Immortal Sword.
The Supreme Sage sensed Yang Jiao's presence in an instant.
This Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation not only blocked the visit of Hongjun Ancestor, but also isolated his spiritual consciousness.
In an instant, the usually calm and collected Supreme Sage glared angrily at the Tongtian Sect Leader.
How dare you?
"That is my disciple!"
He never called himself superior in front of his fellow disciples, but in his rage he used the words "this one".
The might of a sage is far beyond what a mere Golden Immortal like her could withstand.
The Supreme Sage used his crutch to knock the Immortal Execution Sword back to the peak, and quickly flashed to Yang Jiao's side, only to be suddenly pulled back by the Tongtian Sect Leader.
He swung his cane backhand and struck his junior brother's waist, shouting angrily:
"If anything happens to my disciple, you just wait."
The Tongtian Sect Leader raised an eyebrow, only to realize that his senior brother was so biased towards Yang Jiao.
Xuan Du had been disciplined by him quite a bit after becoming his disciple, but the senior brother never got angry or lost his composure like he did today.
He rubbed his aching lower back and muttered:
"Since I dared to let her in, I have already given her the means to save her life. What's the rush, senior brother? You'll have to thank me after this is done."
Yet the Supreme Sage still could not find peace of mind.
Yang Jiao is still too weak.
It contains not only its own saintly powers, but also those of three other saints.
His brow furrowed deeply.
Yuanshi Tianzun also sensed Yang Jiao being enveloped by his magical power shortly afterward. Greatly alarmed, he flashed to the center of the formation and solemnly said:
"Junior brother is too bold!"
The Master of Heaven continued in a low voice:
"Senior Brother, helping the butterfly break free from its cocoon will only bring disaster."
"She has her own path, a path that is higher than ours."
The Supreme Sage gradually calmed down, giving Tongtian only a warning glance:
"My apprentice must not be harmed."
On the other side, Jieyin and Zhunti, while struggling against the Immortal Sword, could only exclaim in surprise:
"This sword formation is strange!"
Zhunti Daoist felt as if his Heavenly Dao power was being absorbed by something, slowly flowing out like a stream.
But right now, they dare not be weak in the slightest, lest they be struck by the immortal sword.
They could only watch helplessly as their magical power slipped away.
The combined power of the four sages, along with all the magical power that resisted the Four Swords of Zhuxian, was reflected back at Yang Jiao by the immortal swords.
With a loud bang, Yang Jiao's hand went numb, and then a trace of blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.
She endured the excruciating pain of her body about to explode, and looked up as the Chaos Bell absorbed the powerful magic with all its might.
Click.
Click.
Click.
A soft cracking sound rang out.
It sounded like dry leaves being gently crushed.
The rust spots on the Chaos Bell spread into spiderweb-like cracks.
"It worked, the Chaos Bell...it's broken."
As Yang Jiao spoke, as if blowing a breath onto a swollen dandelion, the patterns covering the Chaos Bell exploded and disappeared before it even hit the ground.
The Master of Heaven spread his sleeves, frowned, and sniffed:
"How could there be the smell of the Ancestral Witch's blood?"
The rust on the Chaos Bell wasn't rust at all; it was sealed by the blood of the Ancestral Witch.
It was broken open by the power of the Four Saints.
Yang Jiao only heard a sound beside her ear:
【Ding. 】
[Congratulations, host, on breaking through the Chaos Bell! Reward: 20 Card Draw Tokens.]
[Number of unused tokens remaining: x36]
Before she could even feel happy, four strange plumes of smoke rushed into her body, clashing and fighting with her own Primordial Purple Qi.
Yang Jiao felt that the spiritual energy she couldn't absorb before had opened up at this moment.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth was pushed out, while the power of sages surged forth.
then,
Bang!
The spiritual energy within her body spread out, causing the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation to tremble.
The whistling sound was gone, and not a breath of wind could be felt; the atmosphere had completely changed.
Yang Jiao slowly opened her eyes, and what she saw was a chaotic scene. There was nothing here, not even yin and yang had been separated.
She exclaimed in surprise:
"Where was this delivered to?"
Ahead, a gigantic figure began to move, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Yang Jiao wanted to retreat, but she seemed to be frozen in place. She could only watch helplessly as the figure got closer and closer to her, but she couldn't see the face clearly. It was as if her eyes were covered by a veil.
She could only vaguely make out that the giant was holding an axe and was walking towards her with a booming voice:
"This is the chaos, the time before heaven and earth were created."
A sense of impossible suspicion arose in Yang Jiao's mind. Just as the name was about to slip out, she was startled by her own thought and hesitated before asking:
"Who are you?"