The legendary Yellow River of Nine Bends Formation contained the wonders of heaven and earth.
Among them were the Immortal Bewitching Pill, the Secluded Immortal Mantra, the ability to lose an immortal's spirit, vanish an immortal's soul, trap an immortal's form, damage an immortal's aura, lose an immortal's original form, and damage an immortal's body.
Among the nine tunes, there was no straight one. The tunes contained the wonders of creation and the secrets of immortals.
Qing Shuzi, Zhang Shuren and the others were all rather knowledgeable. Having already personally experienced the might of this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation now, they clearly knew that this grand formation before them was not a bluff at all.
Compared to the legendary "Immortals will become mortals when they enter this place, and mortals will perish when they enter this place", it could be said that it was just a facade.
However, none of them had pushed open the Immortal Door.
Now that he was trapped in the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, he was in a perilous situation.
Being blown by the cold wind and black mist, his soul was corroded, and he couldn't help but feel dizzy.
The acupoints on his body that were like real stars started to feel blocked.
The first step for a Martial Saint to ascend the Immortal Bridge from seeing divinity was to allow the acupoints that had already seen true divinity to circulate like the stars in the sky, having their own trajectories and circulations.
The seventh level of the Martial Saint realm was the early Immortal Bridge stage. If one wanted to advance to the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm, the mid Immortal Bridge stage, the acupoints within one's body would be extinguished like stars perishing naturally.
Just like how humans had a lifespan, stars also had a lifespan. It was just that it was extremely long, but stars would also die.
When a martial artist cultivated their internal universe and resonated with the external universe, they also had to take this step.
The self-destruction of acupoints during the cultivation process would not cause a martial artist's strength to regress.
The quantity might be small, but the quality had reached a whole new level.
Life and death are the eternal themes of the world.
From birth to destruction, and then to the creation of a new life. This cycle repeated over and over again, conforming to the Heavenly Dao.
The hallmark of ascending from the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm to the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm was when a martial practitioner had refined and formed brand new acupoints that resembled new stars within their bodies.
With that, the martial practitioner's cultivation base would rise yet another level as he stepped into the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm, the late Immortal Bridge stage.
The cycle of life and death never ended. Moreover, the laws of self-operation were constantly perfected and stabilized. A martial artist's inner universe also approached the true universe.
During this process, a martial artist's comprehension of the principles of heaven and earth, as well as their grasp of their own body's condition, would become clearer and deeper.
Eventually, all of the acupoints in one's body would be refined into Divinity, like stars. The internal universe would completely resonate with the real universe, and then one would have the chance to become a Human Immortal, a Paragon.
However, it was very difficult to achieve this.
Most martial artists would never be able to achieve this in their entire lives.
However, the people present were not completely hopeless.
This was especially so for Qing Shuzi and Yuan Xiancheng. Their hopes were even greater.
But now, they could clearly sense that the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation was affecting them, and that their insides were becoming unstable.
Sinister winds blew and beneath the assault of the black fog, the three ninth level Martial Saints, Qing Shuzi, Peng He and Zhang Shuren, all vaguely felt like they were unable to regenerate their acupoints.
The extinguished acupoints were no longer reborn as it was as though their cultivation bases had fallen back to the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm.
Yuan Xiancheng and Daoist Leading Mist of the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm felt that while the acupoints of their true Divinities were still circulating, they had become sluggish and rigid.
The acupoints were unable to be born and extinguished like actual stars as they lost a portion of their characteristics as it was as though their cultivation bases had fallen back to the seventh level of the Martial Saint realm.
What shocked them even more was the fact that things did not end here.
As time passed, all of this seemed to be gradually intensifying!
"It is just that our cultivation bases have been temporarily suppressed by the sinister winds and black fog now." Zhang Shuren said in a heavy tone, "If we fall unconscious, our foundations will really be harmed and our cultivation bases will fall, our entire lifetime's worth of cultivation gone down the drain!"
Qing Shuzi snorted coldly, "If we remain here for too long, the outcome will be the same. We have to leave quickly!"
Amidst his words, he waved his sleeve, shifting space as he dispelled the sinister winds and black fog before him.
Still, within the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation, time and space were both affected by the formation. Everything was distorted in the first place. Even though Qing Shuzi was powerful, he would still be hard pressed to charge out of it.
Peng He and the others dared not hesitate in the slightest as they hurriedly displayed their strengths.
The Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel howled, breaking through the waves as it sought to break free of the encirclement of the dark yellow river.
Yet, beneath the numerous tsunami-like waves, it was still battered left and right as it was only barely able to prevent the vessel from capsizing.
Gazing over, it was still a dense mass of darkness as the sun could not be seen as it was impossible to distinguish north from south.
While their hearts burned with anxiety, Yan Zhaoge's formation had already been completed. Borrowing the power of the Dynasty River, the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation enveloped the entire domain of Circumference Mountain.
From the outside world, the entire Circumference Mountain seemed to have been drowned within the dark yellow river.
Looking down from above, one could see the winding nine bends of the dark yellow river as it was filled with the profundities of creation.
Yet, the surface of the river was enveloped by gloomy winds and tragic fog, its baleful qi pressing down on one's heart as it left one panic-stricken.
The space within the grand formation was even vaster as it changed unceasingly. No matter how Peng He and the others rushed about, they were simply unable to charge out of it.
"We are not proficient in the variations of the formation. If we continue like this, it would be futile. There is already not much time left," Qing Shuzi did not lose his calm.
As time passed, he too felt dizzy from being blown about by the sinister winds and black fog as he could only try his best to concentrate, "This Nine Bends Yellow River Formation is a technique of the legendary Immortal bigwigs. It is definitely not something that an ordinary person can set up."
"That fella surnamed Yan possesses outstanding strength and is highly proficient in formations. However, the gap in their cultivation bases is still there at the end of the day."
"In order to wield this peerless, fearsome formation, he would have to be fully focused and go all out. He would definitely not be able to fight against anyone now!"
Hearing Qing Shuzi's words, Peng He and the others already understood.
"Going around in circles within the formation like this would fall right into that fella's trap," Peng He said anxiously, "We have to do the exact opposite, attacking where it must be saved in order to break the formation."
Zhang Shuren had currently transformed into a Wutong tree and was rooted within the ship, resisting the onslaught of the sinister winds and black fog. Now, he said, "Since it's a formation, there will definitely be a formation core. That fella surnamed Yan is definitely there now. We will charge through the most dangerous part of his formation."
"Nothing ventured, nothing gained!"
Peng He handed control of the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel over to Zhang Shuren. Relying on his attainments in formations, Zhang Shuren forcibly analysed the variations of the grand formation as he led everyone in charging through the most dangerous part of the formation.
"Go!" Everyone painstakingly endured the effects of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation as they advanced. Peng He's hands were like sabres as they chopped forward in unison.
A fiery phoenix of extraordinary lustre shot out. It was dim blue in colour and tyrannical to the extreme as it led the way.
Qing Shuzi executed Illusory Coming Peak's direct lineage Heaven Essence Flying Sleeve supreme martial arts. At this moment, softness transformed into toughness as his sleeve swept outwards, resembling sabres and swords as it hacked through space.
Daoist Leading Mist and Yuan Xiancheng sat in the meditative position on the deck of the Riding Wind Heavenly Vessel, stabilising their minds.
As time passed, the two experts of the eighth level of the Martial Saint realm who had been rampaging through the outside world were already almost unable to hold on any longer as they could only remain silent like quails.
The two could not even be bothered about feeling despondent at this moment as they were instead filled with worry.
If this continued, they would ultimately follow in the footsteps of the others.
Even Qing Shuzi, Peng He and Zhang Shuren, these three experts of the ninth level of the Martial Saint realm, were facing greater and greater pressure!
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