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In terms of cultivation base, Yan Zhaoge was not the highest amongst the Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners who had attacked the Wang Family ancestral manor this time.
However, in terms of understanding of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation before them, there was no one who could match him.
Advancing, Yan Zhaoge was instead the fastest to approach the golden tower at the centre of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation.
On the golden tower, red light currently flickered, condensing to form a door of light, projecting downwards.
Lines of runes wrapped around the golden tower like black chains. The runes extended towards the Devil Qi in all directions.
However, as Shi Tie had said, not waiting for the Devilish Domain Grand Formation to completely form, they would destroy it.
Yan Zhaoge and the others arrived extremely quickly. At this moment, the Devilish Domain Grand Formation had only just been established, yet to truly circulate.
The golden tower, as well as the numerous spirit patterns entangled on it, also appeared illusory and ethereal, not completely condensed yet. Even that door of light formed of red light appeared extremely weak. While it was projecting downwards, it was only in its embryonic form.
However, as time passed, that terrifying aura of the Nine Underworlds that bewitched one's heart grew stronger and stronger.
Yan Zhaoge rushed towards the tall tower, Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Pan-Pan and a portion of the other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners following him.
At this moment, Feng Yunsheng had already dismounted from Pan-Pan's body, a black sabre that did not emit light was grasped stably within her hands.
As her sabre rose and fell, a fallen practitioner had already fallen beneath her sabre.
In the distance, an opponent held a massive wheel in his hands, close to two metres in diameter.
The edges of the wheel were all curved sharp blades, resembling the teeth of a saw.
The opponent roared loudly, his aura-qi shaking as he raised this wheel and threw it towards Feng Yunsheng and the others!
As that wheel rotated, the sharp blades disappeared, only golden light could be seen flickering at its edges, the wheel's diameter seemingly having suddenly expanded several times over. Even more ferocious and terrifying.
The massive wheel spun over with a shocking momentum, wanting to hack Feng Yunsheng and the other ten-odd people into two in one go!
The other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners hurriedly evaded.
A Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioner with a higher cultivation base than Feng Yunsheng. He leaped into the air and accurately tapped the center of the wheel with the tip of his foot.
His eyesight, judgment, and speed were all extremely exquisite. He successfully dodged the roulette and rushed toward the man who threw the roulette.
Evading the enemy and attacking the enemy was completed in a single move. People couldn't help but cheer when they saw it.
Feng Yunsheng, on the other hand, seemed to be in a daze as she stood rooted to the spot.
Just as someone was about to cry out in alarm, they saw Feng Yunsheng suddenly raise the black long saber in her hand!
The next moment, the saber fell!
A sharp and ear-piercing sound of friction rang out, and then the roulette suddenly split into two, brushing past both sides of Feng Yunsheng's body, flying far away, and then smashing onto the ground.
After Feng Yunsheng swung her saber, she pushed off the ground lightly and soared into the air. Then, it fell like a meteor!
In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of an opponent. The violent and sharp blade was like a hot knife through butter, chopping down from the top of the opponent's head, and then going all the way down, directly splitting the opponent vertically in half!
Such a brazen momentum coming from the hands of a beautiful woman, the strong contrast caused everyone to raise their eyebrows.
However, after Feng Yunsheng's blade fell and killed this enemy, she did not care in the slightest.
It was as though she was used to it. She turned, not hesitating in the slightest as she rushed towards another opponent.
Pan-Pan followed closely behind Feng Yunsheng, even though his current strength was actually greater than Feng Yunsheng's. However, seeing this scene, his two big eyes blinked as he unconsciously shrunk his fleshy neck.
The others followed closely behind. Being able to keep up with his footsteps, Yan Zhaoge acted as a sharp blade, advancing unceasingly at the front. Responsible for opening the path.
As someone advanced, the Immortal Crane Wings on Yan Zhaoge's shoulders instantly flipped, transforming into two wings, the crane feathers at the tips like blades as they shot out over a large area, riddling the enemies before him with thousands of holes.
Gradually approaching the tall tower at the centre of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation, this place was already gradually about to form an independent space, red light spreading everywhere, turning the surrounding area into a red independent world.
Yan Zhaoge raised his head and looked at the numerous black spirit patterns that resembled chains above his head, before leaping up.
A short stone rod appeared within his hands, growing with the wind as it instantly transformed into a massive pillar of the Divine Palace.
Yan Zhaoge brought the pillar of the Divine Palace above the intersecting spirit patterns, releasing his hand as the pillar of the Divine Palace smashed downwards.
The numerous spirit patterns down below instantly broke apart one after another!
As the spirit patterns broke apart, the originally already unstable golden tower was shaken as well, shaking.
The red light between the heavens and the earth instantly vanished, even the devilish qi dissipating greatly.
The power of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation suddenly weakened. The other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners who were still fighting within the grand formation instantly sped up, killing over in a straight line.
This was especially so in the direction of the Essence Spirit Martial Grandmasters, instantly killing their way to the core region of the grand formation like a hot knife through butter.
Standing on the pillar of the Divine Palace, Yan Zhaoge smashed apart the numerous spirit patterns. Before the pillar had even landed on the ground, the sky above his head suddenly darkened, the light dimming.
Raising his head, he saw an old man brandishing a sabre in an attack towards him, the sabre descending, resembling the collapse of an unending chain of mountains!
His majestic true essence turned illusory into real, actually truly forming countless mountain rocks, descending towards Yan Zhaoge with the momentum of mountains collapsing.
An Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster, the head of the Wang Family!
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change as the light of thunder surged within his right eye, the fragment of the Eye of the Thunder Emperor in the form of a purple orb appearing.
A massive rumble resounded, the purplish-green light of thunder surging madly, shattering the mountain rocks before him.
The Wang Family Patriarch was still about to attack when a strong wind resounded by his ear, a terrifying sabre-light that seemed like it wanted to break through space itself appeared, chopping towards him!
Of Broad Creed Mountain's direct lineage, one of the Eight Extreme Arts, Chaotic Elements Uniting Sabre!
An Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster of Broad Creed Mountain had already arrived!
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly. This time, he had not come to the core of the grand formation alone.
Reaching out to pick up the pillar of the Divine Palace, Yan Zhaoge changed his position, smashing apart a few more spirit patterns. The Devilish Domain Grand Formation weakened further, that golden tower beginning to look like it was on the verge of collapse, the red door of light also close to being destroyed.
The Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners here were gaining the upper hand, victory already in sight.
In the air above the Wang Family ancestral ground, the 'Scaly Dragon King' Sima Chui was forced to the point of not touching the ground, only barely able to drag things out.
After smashing another spirit pattern, Yan Zhaoge stopped, leaping onto the top of the pillar of the Divine Palace, gazing at that tall golden tower.
Standing by the side of the thick stone pillar, Ah Hu raised his head and looked upwards, "Young Master, what is it?"
"Something's not right," Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, "It went too smoothly …"
Ah Hu scratched his head, "Perhaps because Broad Creed Mountain no longer has any Decimating Abyss spies, the other side not knowing of our plans, thus being defeated in a single blow?"
Yan Zhaoge surveyed their surroundings, "The Decimating Abyss martial practitioners here at the core of the grand formation are mostly of the Wang Family, with no Martial Grandmasters of Black Nightmare Mountain to be seen. Black Nightmare Mountain's elites are actually only that Heavenly Connection Martial Grandmaster who died at my hands at the outskirts of the grand formation. "
Ah Hu was shocked, "There's an ambush, wanting to surround us instead?"
Yan Zhaoge shook his head, "Our clan has experts in charge of guarding the outskirts, with the First Seat Elder of the Sand Region keeping a close eye on them. It won't be so easy to surround us instead."
As he pondered, Yan Zhaoge's gaze fell on that tall golden tower once more. (To be continued.)
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