Ten breaths was not an arrogant promise that Ning Fan made. Instead, it was a guarantee that he made after some deliberation.
He had comprehended the Eastern Sky Ancestor Emperor's secret 'Power' character and could see through the flow of the formation.
The ferocious formation before them used sand as a formation that was compatible with the earth element. It was divided into three formations: blood sand, black muslin, and yellow sand. The Yellow Sand Formation was the weakest, while the Blood Sand Formation was the strongest.
The source of the formation's power was the eight stone pagodas in the Blood Sand Formation.
Within the three-layered array, momentum flowed like the ebb and flow of the tide. Every ten breaths, the momentum of the array would be at its weakest, and it was also the best time to break the array.
The only thing that made Ning Fan fearful was the scarlet word 'Seal' on the eight stone pagodas.
That 'seal' seemed to contain a power that came from ancient times. It was as if everything in this world would be sealed by that power.
Under the power of the seal, the entrance to the Gate of Death was gradually sealed. It became a place where one could only enter and not leave. Some cultivators tried to use their divine abilities to fly out of the Death Gate, but they found that they couldn't.
Many old monsters gradually realized that unless they destroyed the formation here, no one would be able to leave …
As Ning Fan's voice spread out, many human cultivators spread out their spirit sense and probed into the depths of the fearsome formation.
No one could believe that Venerable Wisdom Words was trapped in the Death Gate. Unfortunately, many human experts recognized Venerable Miao Yan's aura and could confirm that the woman trapped in the formation was Miao Yan …
"What?! Venerable Wisdom Words is actually trapped in this ominous formation! "
"This isn't good, this isn't good. How powerful is this ominous formation that can even trap Venerable Wise Words? It's too difficult for us to destroy this ominous formation …"
"But I've already entered this place. If I don't destroy the ominous formation, I won't be able to leave. I can only brace myself and continue!"
"Speaking of which, if we can destroy this ominous formation, not only can we protect ourselves, but we can also save Venerable Wise Words. It can be considered as a great contribution …"
The sounds of discussion rose everywhere.
As soon as Ning Fan gave the order, the crowd of cultivators instantly fell silent.
"Now that we're trapped in the realm of the Death Gate, none of us will be able to leave if we don't destroy this ominous formation! If you want to escape from this place, then attack together with me! Destroy the formation and save Venerable Wisdom Words! "
As soon as Ning Fan gave the order, his voice immediately resounded across the vast sky, reaching the ears of every cultivator on the broken continent.
He leaped into the air with the army of 200,000 savage beasts following behind him. They charged toward the fearsome yellow sand formation with an indomitable aura, as though nothing could stop their footsteps!
His eyes were filled with burning battle intent. The force of the Battle of Yin and Yang was fully unleashed at this moment, causing all the battle intent between the Heavens and Earth to form a connection with him!
Any cultivator who heard his words would inexplicably feel a surge of courage in their hearts, and it was as if they had received a great encouragement. Their will to fight rose sharply, and when they looked at the dangerous formation again, they actually didn't feel afraid anymore.
Ning Fan's words kept echoing in the ears of the cultivators. His voice was like hypnotizing, bewitching, enlightening and enlightening. Their gazes gradually became blank, but soon after, they revealed unswerving determination and fearless expressions.
Be it the cultivators who were in trouble on the Devil Essence Ark, the members of Zi Chou's Combat Division or the cultivators whom Ning Fan had saved previously, none of them could resist the influence of Ning Fan's battle intent as long as their cultivation base was lower than the Shedding Void Realm. All of them soared into the sky and followed Ning Fan closely, dashing toward the yellow sand grand formation!
"We are willing to follow behind Senior Zhao and destroy the fearsome formation to save Venerable Wisdom Words and escape with our lives!"
If they want to live, they must destroy the fearsome formation together!
The shouts of the cultivators resounded through the clouds. Their voices were filled with overwhelming battle intent. Their auras were all indomitable.
This was the power of the Battle of Yin and Yang. It could weaken the battle intent of others and also inspire the hearts of the cultivators, increasing their courage and making their blood boil.
Gradually, even some Shedding Void Realm old monsters were inspired by Ning Fan and rushed out to join the formation.
As for the Four-Eyed Devil Monarch, Fairy Han Wu and the others who were already familiar with Ning Fan, they had already rushed out. The one who rushed at the front was the smiling Immortal Loli. The one who rushed at the back was Immortal Concubine Zang Yue who was mumbling unwillingly. Even Liu Yan who had a low cultivation base also rushed out and followed closely behind Ning Fan.
Other than Zhao Die 'er and the barbarians of Heaven Barbarian City who could not fly in the sky, almost all the cultivators flew out after being encouraged by Ning Fan!
Mo Yuanzi, Old Ancestor Jin Hua, Teng Nan and Teng Bei looked at each other and sucked in a cold breath.
All four of them were Broken Thoughts Old Monsters. They could vaguely tell that Ning Fan had used some tricks to encourage the cultivators to attack. That kind of trick was too powerful. It involved the Dao Law which was beyond their understanding.
"The way out has already been sealed. Since things have come to this, there's nothing we can do. Let's also take action. The only way out is to destroy the fearsome formation …"
Mo Yuanzi let out a long sigh and flew into the sky together with the other Broken Thoughts Old Monsters, joining the army of destroying the formation. Inwardly, however, he was feeling nervous.
He was the first human Broken Thoughts Old Monster who met Ning Fan. Along the way, he had been doubting the authenticity of Ning Fan's information. He was afraid that he would be tricked by Ning Fan. Now that he was tricked by Ning Fan into a dead end, he could only complain inwardly. However, there was nothing he could do. He could only brace himself and follow Ning Fan.
One breath. Two breaths. Three breaths.
The Yellow Sand Grand Formation was already one thousand zhang * (3.33m per zhang) away from them!
Ning Fan pressed his five fingers forward. Immediately, a rainstorm poured down from heaven and earth. Under his control, the rainwater condensed into a giant palm and slammed down on the yellow sand grand formation.
He was not the only one who attacked. All the wild beasts and cultivators who were close to the yellow sand grand formation launched their attacks at the yellow sand grand formation.
Rays of light of different colors landed on the yellow sand grand formation. Immediately, the desert was riddled with thousands of holes. At the fourth breath, it collapsed!
The first of the three layers of fearsome formations, the Yellow Sand Grand Formation, was broken!
Seeing that the first layer of the fearsome formation was broken, the crowd of cultivators immediately cheered. Their confidence in following Ning Fan to destroy the fearsome formation became stronger!
Tens of thousands of divine abilities paved the way. Ning Fan led the army and rushed forward. His eyes were filled with unstoppable faith.
On the fifth breath, they were close to the range of the Black Sand Grand Formation. On the sixth breath, hundreds of thousands of divine abilities penetrated through the formation. On the seventh breath, the Black Sand Grand Formation was broken!
In front of them, the most powerful Red Sand Grand Formation was finally revealed. Eight strange stone towers that towered into the sky appeared in front of the crowd of cultivators.
Even Venerated Miao Yan would find it hard to destroy the eight stone towers from the inside out.
However, it was not difficult to destroy them from the outside! The key was to find the right opportunity!
At the eighth breath, Ning Fan did not attack.
At the ninth breath, Ning Fan summoned the Ten Swords of Rain and War.
At the tenth breath, Ning Fan suddenly dashed out, directly dashing towards the most dilapidated stone tower among the eight stone towers!
That was the fifth stone tower. It had already been damaged by Venerated Miao Yan's repeated attacks.
At this moment, it was the weakest moment of the Red Sand Grand Formation!
At this moment, Ning Fan gave an order. The divine abilities of the crowd of cultivators immediately attacked the stone tower that he was attacking.
Tens of thousands of divine abilities converged into a ray of dazzling divine light. Within that ray of divine light, Ning Fan used his ten swords to open the way. Like a falling meteor, he directly crashed into the fifth stone tower.
Venerated Miao Yan who was fighting against the stone giants suddenly turned her head and looked at the fifth stone tower.
What she saw was the scene of the fifth stone tower collapsing from the outside to the inside under the attacks of tens of thousands of divine abilities!
The eight stone towers were connected to each other. If one of them was destroyed, all of them would be destroyed. Ning Fan only destroyed one of the stone towers but the other seven stone towers all collapsed at the same time!
The countless stone giants that were attacking Venerated Miao Yan also let out a miserable cry and disappeared altogether.
The Red Sand Grand Formation was broken!
Venerated Miao Yan had broken free!
She turned her head to look. At the tenth breath, she saw a silver-haired man with a ghostly face rushing towards her with tens of thousands of divine abilities.
That man's eyes were so cold and indifferent. She could not see any trace of emotion in his eyes. It was as if destroying the fearsome formation of the Gate of Death to save her was just a trivial matter that should be taken for granted.
Even though it was obviously a cold and emotionless gaze, it caused a ripple in Venerated Miao Yan's heart which had been calm for many years.
Venerated Miao Yan stared blankly at Ning Fan who was rushing towards her. She did not shift her gaze away.
When she was at her most desperate moment, this man disregarded the danger and came to save her …
"Thank … Thank you …"
A bright and beautiful smile suddenly appeared on her pale and weak face.
She had been holding on all the way until now. She was already on the verge of exhaustion and she was only holding on with her willpower.
Now that she was out of danger, she already felt a deep sense of fatigue before she could even see clearly who the person who saved her was.
Her vision turned black and she directly fainted, falling from the sky.
She was very sleepy. She could not open her eyes …
She was very tired. She could not muster up any strength at all …
In a daze, Venerated Miao Yan vaguely felt that she had fallen into the arms of a man.
What she smelled was the scent of the man. That scent carried the smell of blood that could not be dispelled. Before he saved her, this man must have been tainted by too many killings …
Ning Fan's expression became slightly strange. He caught Venerated Miao Yan who was falling from the sky and held her in his arms.
This woman was obviously covered in blood but her body was giving off a faint fragrance. That fragrance was a little sweet. It was the fragrance of the Green Apple Grass …
Even though Ning Fan was holding a warm and fragrant jade in his arms, he could not bring himself to have any other thoughts. After all, he was holding an Immortal Venerated Miao Yan whose cultivation base was still intact …
"She actually fainted … I think she must have exhausted all of her strength to hold on until now …" Ning Fan sighed with emotion.
If he had come a little later, perhaps Venerated Miao Yan would have really died in this ominous formation.
Stepping on a ray of light, Ning Fan carried Venerated Miao Yan and flew back to the broken continent.
This scene made many cultivators who were following Ning Fan widen their eyes. They were speechless.
What did they just see …?
The dignified Venerated Miao Yan was actually carried back by Ning Fan …
...
Her head was dizzy and her Sea of Consciousness was aching faintly. She wanted to open her eyes but she could not …
After sleeping for an unknown period of time, Venerated Miao Yan suddenly felt a pair of hands moving around her body as if someone was taking off her clothes.
She could feel that her clothes were being stripped off one by one. She could feel a chill on her chest. Even her bra was being taken off …
"Who is it?! Who is taking off my clothes?! Could it be that fellow Daoist who saved me from danger?! "
Venerated Miao Yan was both embarrassed and angry. She wanted to open her eyes to take a look but she could not do so.
Suddenly, she felt a cold sensation on her body. She heard the sound of water beside her ears. It seemed like someone had put her into the water.
Then, she felt a pair of hands moving around her body as if it was helping her to scrub her body …
"Who is helping me to bathe?! Could it be him?! "
Ning Fan's figure that was rushing towards her appeared in Venerated Miao Yan's mind. Her face turned even redder.
She could feel that the hands were stroking her back which was as smooth as satin from time to time. At other times, they were stroking her plump and soft chest.
She felt an inexplicable sense of irritation and anger towards that person's boldness and frivolity.
After an unknown period of time, Venerated Miao Yan finally regained a trace of strength and opened her eyes.
She saw herself sitting in a wooden basin. The petals of the Green Apple Grass were floating on the surface of the water.
Beside her, a pair of delicate and small hands were helping her to scrub her body. It was not Ning Fan's hands but the hands of a woman.
"Tong Er? Why are you the one helping me to scrub my body …? I thought it was … "
Only then did Venerated Miao Yan see clearly that the one who had been helping her to bathe was not Ning Fan who was taking advantage of her as she imagined but her maidservant, Tong Er.
She heaved a sigh of relief. Inwardly, she thought that her imagination was running wild. Her question had stunned Tong Er.
She was Venerated Miao Yan's maidservant. Naturally, she should be the one helping Venerated Miao Yan bathe. If it's not her, who else could it be …
"How long have I been unconscious …?" Venerated Miao Yan spread her spirit sense and asked Tong Er at the same time.
"In reply to Master, Master has been unconscious for three whole days …"
"Three days! In other words, four whole days have passed since the blood sacrifice ceremony. Damn it! I've been unconscious for too long! "
Venerated Miao Yan frowned and asked Tong Er many more questions such as the whereabouts of the cultivator who had saved her.
After a series of questions, Venerated Miao Yan's expression gradually changed. Only then did she know that the person who had saved her was called Zhao Jian.
Even Tong 'er was saved by Zhao Jian …
"Zhao Jian, is it …? If it wasn't for this Fellow Daoist who saved me, I would most likely be a dead man now … This is a great favor that I can't forget …" Venerated Miao Yan muttered to herself.
Suddenly, Venerated Miao Yan's beautiful eyes widened as if she had sensed something. She casually pulled a bath towel and wrapped it around her body. With a flash, she appeared in front of the window and looked at the sky of Heavenly Man City in disbelief.
In the sky, there were actually two ancient statues that were approaching her little by little …
Those two ancient statues had actually locked onto her qi and were searching for her all the way here!
...
Three days had passed since Venerated Miao Yan was rescued. For three whole days, Venerated Miao Yan was still unconscious.
Under Ning Fan's control, the broken continent had already flown out of the Gate of Death. However, there was no destination for it to move forward.
When Venerated Miao Yan was unconscious, Ning Fan had also searched through her storage pouch.
He automatically ignored the various undergarments in the pouch. He just wanted to find if there was any communication item that could help him contact Six Unity Immortal Venerated Immortal Venerated Beings.
Unfortunately, Ning Fan did not find what he needed.
The broken continent was flying aimlessly in each of the Gate of Life. The people who were controlling the continent were Mo Yuanzi, Old Ancestor Jin Hua and the other two human cultivators.
Of course, the four of them did not have the same level of divine ability as the Piercing Golden Light. However, with their combined strength and the power of the Space Penetrating Stone, they could still make the broken continent fly slowly.
Since Venerated Miao Yan had yet to wake up, Ning Fan waited bitterly for no result. Thus, he went into the Profound Yin World three days ago and began to deal with some miscellaneous matters. Naturally, it was to further increase his power to protect himself during the great calamity of the Savage Wilderness.
The first thing he needed to deal with was the Inferior Innate Realm Bow Spirit. Secondly, he needed to deal with the massive amount of Joss Flames of Slaughter.
Time returned to three days ago.
In the Profound Yin World, Ning Fan sat in a lotus position in his cave residence in the Western World. Two longbows were placed in front of him.
One of them was a longbow with a dragon horn. It was the form of the Candle Bow Spirit.
The other one was a blood-red iron bow. It was the Inferior Innate Realm Bow Spirit that Ning Fan had obtained from Fan Lianxiu.
At this moment, the blood-red iron bow was constantly emitting evil qi. It was trying to break free from the seal while locking its killing intent on Ning Fan.
As for the longbow with a dragon horn, it was constantly trying to flatter Ning Fan. Its purpose of flattering Ning Fan was none other than to devour the other blood bow spirit.
"Master, do you know how much Xiao Gong respects you in his heart? Other than the previous master, Xiao Gong has never respected anyone else! No, compared to you, Little Gong's previous master is practically worthless! "
"Master, please do me a favor and let me devour that Innate Realm Bow Spirit!"
"Master, how can you bear to see me keep begging you and being so lonely …?"
The noisy voice of the Candle Bow Spirit echoed in Ning Fan's ears.
Ning Fan ignored the Candle Bow Spirit. His eyes moved back and forth between the longbow with a dragon horn and the blood-red longbow. His brows were slightly furrowed from time to time as if he was struggling to make a decision.
There were five grades of weapon spirits: Mortal Grade, Immortal Grade, Acquired Grade, Inferior Innate Grade and Innate Grade.
In the Four Heavens and Nine Worlds, the weapon spirits of most of the magic treasures in the hands of cultivators were only at the Mortal Grade. Only a small number of Second Step old monsters were qualified to possess an Immortal Grade weapon spirit.
Acquired Grade weapon spirits were extremely rare. Usually, only Thought Fragmentation Realm old monsters could possess a Acquired Grade weapon spirit.
A Inferior Innate Weapon spirit was almost as rare as an Innate Magical Treasure. Basically, only Immortal Emperors were qualified to possess such a high grade weapon spirit.
As for an Innate Weapon spirit … Ning Fan had only heard about it in ancient books. He had never heard of any powerful cultivators in the Four Heavens who possessed an Innate Weapon spirit.
The rarity of an Innate Weapon spirit was far beyond that of an Innate Magical Treasure. Not even an Immortal Emperor was qualified to control a weapon spirit of that level …
The five sword spirits in Ning Fan's sword pouch were only at the Mortal Grade when he first met them. Although Ning Fan bestowed them with five immortal swords and nurtured them together, gradually raising their grade to the Immortal Grade, it was still a long time before they could advance to the Acquired Grade.
The difficulty in raising the grade of a weapon spirit could be seen from this.
The function of a weapon spirit was to increase the power of a magical treasure.
If Ning Fan had a Twelve Nirvana Houtian bow type magical treasure and added a Sub-Xiantian treasure spirit into the bow, the power of the magical treasure would be able to surpass the limits of the Houtian realm and compete with a true Xiantian magical treasure!
Weapon spirits of the same type could devour each other to increase their grade.
The Blood Bow Spirit was a Inferior Innate Grade. The Candle Bow Spirit was also a Inferior Innate Grade.
If the Candle Bow Spirit could devour the Blood Bow Spirit, even if it couldn't advance to the Innate Realm in one step, it could still greatly increase its power.
Similarly, if the Blood Bow Spirit devoured the Candle Bow Spirit, it would have the same effect …
The thing that Ning Fan couldn't decide was which Bow Spirit to keep and devour the other Bow Spirit.
The Blood Bow Spirit was ferocious and uncontrollable; the Candle Bow Spirit was noisy and annoying, and often had the intention to betray him.
If Ning Fan had a third obedient Bow Spirit, he would definitely feed the two Inferior Innate Bow Spirits in front of him …
"Blood Bow! Let me ask you, if I give you a chance to devour this Dragon Horn Bow, are you willing to submit to me? "
Ning Fan pointed at the Blood Bow and slightly unlocked the seal on it. The Blood Bow immediately turned into a blood-red youth.
The youth's eyes were cold and emotionless. He didn't answer Ning Fan's question and didn't even bother to look at the Candle Bow Spirit.
As soon as he revealed his human form, he immediately revealed a cruel smile, revealing his fangs and tried to bite Ning Fan.
Ning Fan shook his head and pointed at the youth, causing him to let out a muffled groan and turn back into a bow.
This youth only submitted to Fan Lianxiu alone. He really had a backbone. Unfortunately, he couldn't be used by Ning Fan. In that case, there was no room for him to leave …
The Blood Bow Spirit did not respond to Ning Fan's words, but the Candle Bow Spirit did!
When the Candle Bow Spirit heard that Ning Fan actually had the intention to keep the Blood Bow and sacrifice himself, its body trembled uncontrollably. Half of it was because of anger and the other half was because of fear.
Ning Fan was actually willing to use it to feed the Blood Bow! How could he even think of such a wicked idea?!
"Master! You can't have this idea! Little Bow has been following you for tens of years. How can you feed Little Bow to a little Bow Spirit that has just come to you?! You are liking the new and hating the old! "
"Master, at least Little Bow has taught you the Reverse Spirit Technique. Even if it doesn't have any merits, it still has its hard work. Y-Y-You … How can you treat me like this?!"
Seeing Ning Fan's unmoved expression, the Candle Bow Spirit's heart was filled with fear. It was thinking of a way to change Ning Fan's decision.
No matter what, it did not want to be eaten by other Bow Spirits …
"The Blood Bow is useless. I can only keep the Candle Bow …"
Ning Fan shook his head. He bent his finger and touched the Candle Bow, slightly undoing the seal on it. The Candle Bow Spirit shook its body and immediately turned into an extremely wretched hunchbacked old man.
"Candle Bow! Let me ask you. If I give you the chance to devour the Blood Bow, how will you repay me?! What benefits can it bring me?! "
As soon as the Candle Bow Spirit heard this question, the hunchbacked old man immediately knelt on the ground with a thud and cried tears of joy!
Ning Fan asking this question meant that he still had a chance to live. To him, this was simply great news!
"M-Master! This little one is much more useful than that silly bow. I can bring you many more benefits! The amount of Joss Flames of Slaughter that master kept in the purple gourd is huge. This little one has already sensed it. This little one can help you refine those Joss Flames of Slaughter into Joss Flame Arrows! These aren't ordinary Joss Flame Arrows but the 'Seven Coloured Incense Flame Arrows' that my previous master taught me! "
"With the grade of my Bow Spirit, the success rate of refining the Six Coloured Incense Flame Arrows is almost 100%. It won't be difficult for me to kill an Early Thought Fragmentation Realm expert with one arrow!"
"Master, do you know that the success rate of refining the Seven Coloured Incense Flame Arrows is also 10%! Once the Seven Coloured Incense Flame Arrows are fired, even an ancient Immortal Venerable would be severely injured! If master is willing to let this little one devour the Blood Bow, hehe, this little one has the confidence to increase the success rate to 20%! "
At the end, the hunchbacked old man wiped his tears and said disdainfully while pointing at the Blood Bow.
"An ordinary Inferior Innate Bow Spirit like this can at most refine an Joss Flame Arrow that can kill a Void Being. It definitely won't be as powerful as this little one …"
Ning Fan's expression changed as he recalled the scene when he fought with Fan Lianxiu.
When Fan Lianxiu had the body of an ancient statue, the power of the Joss Flame Arrows he shot out had the power of an Immortal Venerable. However, once he lost the body of an ancient statue and lost the power of the ancient statue, the Joss Flame Arrows would only have the power to kill a Void Being.
What was powerful was not the Joss Flame Arrows condensed by the Blood Bow Spirit but Fan Lianxiu …
The power of the Six Coloured Incense Flame Arrow that the Candle Bow Spirit mentioned was already above the Blood Bow Incense Flame Arrow.
If the Candle Bow Spirit could really refine the so-called Seven Coloured Incense Flame Arrow and severely injure an ancient Immortal Venerable with one arrow, Ning Fan might be tempted by it.
However, the authenticity of the Candle Bow Spirit's words still needed to be verified.
"First, refine a Six Coloured Incense Flame Arrow for me to see. I'll use this arrow to prove whether what you said is true or not!"
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