The Northern Ocean Clone came close to the mountain peak, pressing down on the mountain rock with his palm. The layers of white light surrounding the mountain peak instantly rippled like water, numerous ripples appearing one after another.
Yan Zhaoge extended his left hand, writing numerous spirit talismans in mid-air which condensed and did not dissipate.
When the numerous spirit talismans had come together to form a complex, profound spirit pattern, Yan Zhaoge clenched his right fist and punched outwards.
Stimulated by his fist-intent, this spirit pattern was imprinted on the mountain peak that flickered with white light before him.
The Northern Ocean Clone did not cease in his actions as he bolstered it with his true essence.
The mountain peak began gradually shrinking while the massive sigil that enveloped it rotated at a faster rate.
The concept of the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation changed unceasingly, sometimes active and sometimes still, sometimes fast and sometimes slow as the surrounding space and time began changing unceasingly.
Within the seal, a powerful force seemed to awaken as it began to move.
A brutal will seemed about to shoot out from within as a roar even vaguely resounded by the ears of Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone.
However, accompanied by the unceasing circulation of the seal, that roaring will began to slowly weaken. While it struggled unceasingly, its aura declined unceasingly until it finally vanished.
The mountain peak grew smaller and smaller, while the spirit pattern above it instead began to gradually expand. Afterwards, it somewhat resembled the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation as it gradually became complete.
Looking within the formation, Yan Zhaoge saw that amidst the layers of white light, four figures could vaguely be seen in four different directions.
The Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation expanded once more, streams of white light enveloping the surrounding heavens and earth as a world of white light was manifested, isolating it from the outside world.
Within the world of white light, that mountain peak gradually vanished, only a sigil remaining which distorted unceasingly.
There was a tiny black dot at the centre of the sigil. While it looked tiny, it emanated an extremely heavy feeling, resembling a black hole.
Yan Zhaoge's expression did not change as he glanced at the Northern Ocean Clone.
The Northern Ocean Clone's figure sank, the Fish Dragon Spear that was half black and half gold appearing within his hands.
As the Northern Ocean Clone stabbed out with his spear, a jet-black dot similarly appeared at the tip of the spear, seemingly sweeping all the surrounding light within as it was heavy to the extreme.
As the two miniature black holes met, the surrounding space instantly distorted even more, even vaguely feeling of being ripped apart could be felt from its edges.
The black hole at the centre of the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation emanated a blazing hot aura of destruction as that terrifying roar resounded once more, seemingly making its final struggle.
However, streams of white light descended, suppressing it once more.
Yet, as streams of white light descended, it was suppressed once more.
The little black dot in the center of the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Array had completely disappeared, leaving behind only a seal. The seal sank to the bottom of the sea, emitting a faint radiance as it stood in the depths of the sea.
The Northern Ocean Clone retracted his spear with his right hand, his left palm descending. The undercurrents surged beneath the surface of the sea, the tides converging as they gradually formed a barrier, keeping that sigil within.
Now, the white light of the Taiyi the Taiyi Imperial Taiyi had gradually dimmed as the Imperial Taiyi.
The Ocean to the Formation. and. The Yang., the formation was. After the white light, the white.
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. the Sacred Sun Clan would definitely hope that the East Sea could remain as it was before they had a solution.
The Painting Saint Old Man Mo who did not participate in the internal struggles of the human race could be temporarily ignored. Of the other three, Huang Guanglie was alone. Yan Di and Song Wuliang were both trapped here.
With the three of them remaining here, the situation in the outside world would definitely be more beneficial to the Sacred Sun Clan and the Heavenly Thunder Hall.
"Could it be … that they guided the Radiant Light Sect of the World beyond Worlds to descend into the Eight Extremities World?" If it was the doing of the Sacred Sun Clan, this was the only possibility that Huang Guanglie could think of.
Huang Guanglie's heart was filled with complex emotions at this possibility.
He did not wish to see this happen. Still, the pressure that Yan Di and Broad Creed Mountain brought to him left him silent.
However, as the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation slowly dissipated, the one who appeared before Huang Guanglie was not someone of the Sacred Sun Clan. Instead, it was a youth who had left a deep impression on him.
Broad Creed Mountain, Yan Zhaoge.
Seeing Yan Zhaoge, Huang Guanglie's heart instantly sunk.
Meanwhile, looking at Yan Zhaoge, Yan Di smiled.
A smile also appeared on Yan Zhaoge's face, "I've waited for a long time. Fortunately, it is still not too late."
Yan Di did not speak. On his forehead, there was a white, rhombus-shaped rune that was currently rotating unceasingly.
That was him, as the leader of the formation, after the Taiyi Imperial Breaking Formation had been unravelled, he was still carefully comprehending the concept of the formation as well as the changes in the surrounding spiritual qi of the heavens and the earth.
Seeing this scene, Old Man Mo nodded slowly, "His comprehension abilities are really high, gaining enlightenment from all things. He is indeed a heaven-defying genius."
A slightly envious look surfaced within Song Wuliang's gaze as well.
Watching this scene from the side, Huang Guanglie felt rather awkward.
He was silent for a moment before his figure flickered, wanting to leave first. However, a streak of light flickered before his eyes as Yan Zhaoge's Northern Ocean Clone had already blocked his path.
Huang Guanglie had already noticed the existence of the Northern Ocean Clone earlier. Now that the other party was truly blocking his path, Huang Guanglie's originally gloomy face turned even darker than the bottom of a pot.
Looking at Huang Guanglie, Yan Zhaoge said calmly, "Where is the East Coming Martial Saint in a hurry to go? If it is the World Illuminating Peak, there is no need for that, because that place is already a wasteland. "
Huang Guanglie's gaze hardened, "Impossible."
The old man's entire body flickered with golden light, resembling the rising sun as it illuminated the surrounding area as bright as day.
He glanced coldly at Yan Zhaoge, his gaze finally coming to rest on the Northern Ocean Clone, "Who are you?"
The Northern Ocean Clone smiled, "Nothing is impossible."
Noticing the Northern Ocean Clone's expression and tone, Huang Guanglie was taken aback. Carefully appraising Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone again, even he who was used to seeing storms was stunned on the spot at this moment, "This is … your clone?! You actually managed to refine a clone of the second level of the Martial Saint realm? "
Hearing this, Old Man Mo and Song Wuliang were rendered wide-eyed and tongue-tied as well.
Even Yan Di felt taken aback as well as he appraised Yan Zhaoge and the Northern Ocean Clone, a look of approval appearing on his face after a while.
Huang Guanglie composed himself, looking first at the Northern Ocean Clone and then at the Fish Dragon Spear in the Northern Ocean Clone's hands, saying in a heavy tone, "Even so, this old man believes that you can destroy the Heavenly Thunder Hall. But it is definitely impossible for you to destroy my World Illuminating Peak."
Yan Zhaoge shrugged, "You are thinking that even if your Sacred Sun Clan is unable to stop me, you would still be able to guide those of the Radiant Light Sect down from the World beyond Worlds, right?"
Huang Guanglie's pupils dilated abruptly, his heart directly sinking to the very bottom.
In the Seal of the East Sea a year ago, they had clashed. Yan Zhaoge and the others had already known that they were connected to the World beyond Worlds. However, Yan Zhaoge having been able to call out the Radiant Light Sect's name, Huang Guanglie's heart had turned heavy.
Having had dealings with the Radiant Light Sect before, it was Yan Zhaoge who was standing here now. Didn't that mean …
But, how was this possible?!
Huang Guanglie's gaze was rather dazed as tempestuous tides surged within his heart, causing him to feel suffocated as he saw stars before his eyes and vision to darken. (To be continued.)
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