"Who is it? To be able to break through Sen's transformation technique, it seems like he's no ordinary person. I'm really looking forward to it. Send someone more reliable. Otherwise, it would be too boring to just sit here and preside over the formation. "Elsewhere, a black-robed man revealed a sinister smile.
"If Sen's soul is extracted by the other party, wouldn't the secret of this formation be exposed? However, Sen is good at soul attacks, so it shouldn't be so easy for his soul to be extracted. "
In another place, a black-robed old man sat cross-legged in the void. He took off his hood, revealing his silver hair and white eyebrows. He frowned and muttered to himself.
"Actually, it doesn't matter if his soul is extracted or not. This formation isn't anything special. After killing one more of you, I can directly charge through."
The space in front of the old man fluctuated slightly, and a mocking voice came. Then, a red light tore through the void and appeared.
The old man's expression changed. His eyes widened as he shouted, "Who are you?!"
The red light spun in the air and slowly descended, transforming into a stalwart figure. Cold light shot out from his eyes, and an incomparably powerful aura instantly erupted and swept over.
The old man hurriedly stood up and similarly released his powerful aura. The two forces collided in the air, creating countless storms that spun in all directions.
The figure sneered and took a step forward. He raised his hand, and the killing array Qi that filled the sky was repelled. A red glow appeared in the world.
The old man's pupils constricted as he exclaimed, "You are …"
The figure said coldly, "Since you already know my identity, you can die in peace."
…
"A few more rats have run in. People nowadays only know how to fight and kill all day. They can't even be quiet for a while. They don't have any public morals at all."
In a quiet space in the universe where everything was silent, a chessboard hovered. Fu Zhen and Di Yi sat opposite each other, each holding a piece.
Fu Zhen gently put down a black piece and said, "Close."
"I've always advocated three principles and four beauties. One of them is hygiene. When you see trash, you have to clean it up. Unfortunately, there's too much trash."
Di Yi put down a white piece and said, "Fly."
Fu Zhen was expressionless. He held a black piece and looked at the chessboard as if deep in thought.
Mister Mi, who was dressed in a black robe, stood behind Di Yi and looked at the chessboard nervously. He held his breath and his hands were already covered in cold sweat.
Fu Zhen put down a piece and said, "Suppress."
When the black piece landed, it made a crisp "pa" sound, and the entire game immediately changed. The white pieces were immediately trapped and were in imminent danger.
Di Yi frowned and turned a blind eye to the dangerous situation of the chess pieces. He placed a chess piece at the place where Fu Zhen had placed the 'pass' and said, "Charge."
Fu Zhen sneered and placed another piece. "Tiger."
The situation on the chessboard changed again, as if forming an unstoppable force that broke out from the chessboard. Countless obscure lights intertwined and flashed in the air, enveloping the two of them.
Di Yi's face darkened. He groaned and blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He was injured.
Mister Mi was shocked and exclaimed, "Lord Di Yi!"
He wanted to go forward but was blocked by the light. He could not move forward at all. He could not help but panic and desperately circulate his vital energy, wanting to attack.
Di Yi suddenly raised his hand and a pocket-sized golden coffin appeared in his palm. He said to Mister Mi, "Give it to that person."
Mister Mi was shocked, "Then Lord, you …"
Di Yi shook his head and said, "I'm fine for now. I'm just at a disadvantage. Fu Zhen can't kill me for now."
Mister Mi took the coffin and suddenly turned into a light, about to break through the air.
Fu Zhen slapped the chessboard and the black and white pieces flew up. They turned into divine emblems in the air like stars and lined up in the air, blocking Mister Mi's path.
Mister Mi grabbed with his right hand and transformed his vital energy into a sword, slashing over.
"Chi!"
The sword light cut through the void.
Those divine emblems all exploded with a blinding light and turned into huge metal bodies in the air. Countless runes and formation patterns intertwined and flashed on their bodies, exploding with a strong power of the stars.
"Human-shaped weapons?!"
Mister Mi was stunned. He shook his wrist and slashed out again.
With one slash, thousands of sword lights were split and enveloped all the divine emblems.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
Sword Qi swept out, but it only left shallow marks on these human-shaped weapons.
Di Yi was shocked, "Star core?"
Fu Zhen nodded and said, "Yes, it is. These human-shaped weapons are all made from star cores. They are the best kind of star cores. The predecessor of each human-shaped weapon is enough to become the main star of a top sect. However, they are still a little weak against Fan Mi. "
Di Yi said, "Since you know they are a little weak, why did you let them out to die?"
Fu Zhen smiled and said, "Firstly, I don't have enough manpower. I can block them for as long as I can. Secondly, I can really test the power of these things. Anyway, the universe is big and there are many main stars. If they are destroyed, I can slowly refine them in the future. "
Di Yi said angrily, "Scum!"
…
In the formation, Yang Xuanzang forcibly searched Sen's soul. The impact on his body was great. His eight-star early-stage Thousand Realms Whirling blood avatar was constantly shattered but quickly reformed. Not only his body, but his soul was also greatly affected.
Fortunately, Yang Qingxuan and Onishi were both talented and had all kinds of strange and mysterious abilities. Otherwise, ordinary people would have been killed by the backlash.
Because his opponent was the Sect Leader, Yang Xuanzang did not dare to be careless. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated. Therefore, he would rather take the risk and try to search Sen's soul.
A few hours later, Yang Xuanzang obtained a large amount of Sen's memories, including the trip to the Primal Chaos Continent and the many mysteries of this killing formation.
In the process of searching Sen's soul, more than half of Sen's soul was consumed. Only a small amount of energy was left, which turned into pure energy and was swallowed by Yang Xuanzang.
Then, he made hand seals and began to heal the injuries on his body.
"This formation has a total of seven people. The person I killed is called Sen. He has the cultivation base of an eight-star late-stage Thousand Realms Whirling expert. He is actually the weakest among the seven. This is troublesome. The other six can easily kill me. Not to mention, there is this formation here. If it wasn't for my luck that I met Sen, I'm afraid the grass on my grave would be a foot tall now. "
After Yang Xuanzang recovered part of his strength, he began to think about what to do next.
But no matter how he thought about it, there was no way. It seemed to be a dead end.
"This formation is the number one killing formation since ancient times. Back then, Fu Zhen used this formation to severely injure Fan Wu. With our strength, we can't break it. However, there is a way to blast open a passage and directly charge through."
A light flashed in the formation, and a white figure appeared in the air.
Yang Xuanzang was startled and seemed to be in disbelief. He cried out, "Xuan Tianji?! You, why are you here? "
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