A thousand meters above the Xiao Clan, a cold wind blew. Xiao Chen executed the Gravity Spell as he stood in the air. His clothes and hair fluttered in the wind.
He released his Spiritual Sense, and the night was no longer able to obstruct his vision. The entire outline of the Xiao Residence appeared in Xiao Chen's mind.
After coming out of Xiao Yulan's room, Xiao Chen saw many injured Xiao Clan disciples in the dispensary. He could not calm his heart down. It was just five Martial Saint experts, yet the Xiao Clan was unable to retaliate.
Xiao Chen actually had the opportunity to prevent this tragedy from happening. In the Compendium of Cultivation, there were many records regarding formations. As long as he laid down a large formation, he would definitely be able to block five Martial Saint experts.
However, the amount of energy required to lay down the formation was too great. Furthermore, he had always believed that with the Xiao Clan's strength in Mohe City, it would be impossible for them to suffer such a huge blow.
Looking at it now, it seemed like his previous thoughts were too naive. The temptation of Seven Horn Mountain was much greater than he had imagined.
Suddenly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and slowly descended to the ground. He landed on a high ground in the southwest of the Xiao Residence. He sensed his surroundings and muttered, "This should be the Qian position. Qian represents the sky and Kun represents the earth. After confirming the Qian position, it would be easier to find the other positions."
After saying that, Xiao Chen took out a talisman paper, an ink brush, and a Purple Liquid mixed with Spirit Beast blood and Demonic Core from his Universe Ring. Then, he took out a short knife and gently sliced his right hand.
Xiao Chen circulated the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation in his heart, infusing the Essence in his body into his blood. Immediately, the blood flowing out of his wound started to emit a faint glow. It slowly merged with the Purple Liquid, giving off a golden glow.
The blood on his face slowly disappeared, turning incomparably pale. His red lips turned purple. Xiao Chen felt dizzy, but he clenched his teeth and persevered.
This Ninth Heaven's Thunder Formation was not something that he could lay down with his current cultivation. If he wanted to forcefully lay it down, he would have to exhaust the essence of his body.
When the purple liquid in the ink bottle turned completely golden, Xiao Chen stopped circulating the Purple Thunder Divine Incantation and stopped the bleeding from his wounds. Only then did his complexion look better.
Holding the brush in his right hand, Xiao Chen dipped it into the golden liquid and began to draw quickly on the talisman paper with a solemn expression.
Rays of golden light emitted from the talisman paper. When Xiao Chen finished the last stroke, the talisman paper immediately shone with golden light. Then, it quickly folded and fell into Xiao Chen's hand.
Xiao Chen held the talisman in his right hand and drew something on the ground with his left hand. A golden halo appeared on the ground, and a faint "Qian" character appeared in the halo.
He held the talisman in his right hand and pointed it at the ground. He quickly waved it and it quickly sank into the golden halo.
Boom!
Suddenly, there was a clap of thunder in the sky. A bolt of lightning tore through the night sky. It followed some kind of guidance and entered the golden halo. The light scattered, and everything on the ground returned to normal; nothing strange could be seen.
However, in Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense, the talisman dipped in Xiao Chen's essence blood was filled with the boundless power of heavenly lightning. As long as he willed it, he would be able to draw it out.
"Qian, Zhen, Li, Xun, Tian, Lei, Huo, Feng. Next, I have to find the position of Zhen. Zhen corresponds to lightning. I have to find a place with the densest lightning attribute. I also have to see if it corresponds to the position of the eight trigrams."
Xiao Chen thought to himself. Earlier, he had already found a suitable position for the eight trigrams. Now, all he had to do was to find a place with the densest lightning attribute.
Two hours later, the eight positions of Qian, Zhen, Li, Xun, Kun, Dui, Kan, and Gen corresponded to Tian, Lei, Feng, Huo, Di, Ze, Water, and Shan. Xiao Chen inserted a talisman dipped in Xiao Chen's essence blood.
Xiao Chen closed his eyes slightly. In his Spiritual Sense, a majestic formation appeared in the surroundings of the Xiao Residence. There was a faint flicker of lightning in the sky. The entire Ninth Heaven's Thunder Formation was finally completed. Xiao Chen clasped his hands together and felt the vast and surging energy of heaven and earth. As long as he made a hand seal, even if a magnificent army entered, he was confident that he would be able to annihilate them all.
When he opened his eyes, a strong sense of fatigue welled up in his mind. Xiao Chen felt dizzy and his legs trembled. After a while, he could no longer hold on and fainted on the ground with a 'pu tong' sound.
…
Mohe City, Tang Clan, Inside a secret room, the Zhang Clan Head and the Tang Clan Head, as well as the five Martial Saint experts who had just returned from the Xiao Clan.
"Clan Head, don't wait for the Promise of Ten Years. After my injuries are healed, we will immediately exterminate the Xiao Clan. That Xiao Chen is too hateful," the Martial Saint who was ruthlessly humiliated by Xiao Chen said angrily.
The blue clothed man said, "Leng Zeyu, why don't you take a look? The Xiao Clan Head has already come out of seclusion. He is a Martial King. Do you think you still have a chance?"
"You are a dignified Martial Saint, yet you can't even deal with an Inferior Grade Martial Master. I really feel embarrassed for you."
Leng Zeyu's face turned black as he said angrily, "Lan Chaoyang, what do you mean by this? If you met a Martial King expert, you would probably be dead by now."
"What do I mean?" Lan Chaoyang snorted coldly, "I'm talking about you. Not to mention that you were injured by someone, you are still randomly giving out orders."
"Alright, stop arguing!" The Leng Clan Head, Leng Yunzheng, suddenly said. His voice did not contain any emotions and was not very loud. However, the two quarreling people did not dare to say anything else.
Leng Yunzheng glared at Leng Chaoyang and said, "Zeyu, don't speak nonsense in the future. Although Xiao Xiong is part of the reason for your failure, the responsibility is still yours. Chaoyang has already bought enough time for you."
Leng Zeyu pouted his lips. He was not satisfied in his heart, but he did not rebut, "I understand. This time, I did not grasp the situation well."
Leng Zhengyun turned his gaze to Lan Chaoyang and said, "Chaoyang, you contributed the most in the matter of Seven Horn Mountain. There is no doubt about that. However, don't bring your past personal grudges into this operation. "
"Establishing a sect … this is a huge gamble of my Leng Clan's several hundred years of foundation. I do not wish for anything to go wrong. If we fail in the end, you know what I will do."
Lan Chaoyang lowered his head and said, "I understand. I just could not control myself. I will take note in the future."
When Leng Zhengyun saw the attitude of the two, his expression warmed up. He said, "Most clans have developed to a certain stage. If they want to advance further, there are only two paths. Establishing a sect or establishing a noble clan."
Leng Zhengyun sighed and continued, "My Leng Clan does not have a heavenly bloodline. The only path we can take is to establish a sect. If it were not for the fact that Seven Horn Mountain is the only place in Qizi County, I would not want to make a move on the Xiao Clan."
Leng Zhengyun's words were filled with envy for the heavenly bloodline. If there was a heavenly bloodline, he would not have to gamble the Leng Clan's several hundred years of foundation to make a move on the Xiao Clan.
No one here could understand the danger involved. Although the Leng Clan was no longer as powerful as it was in the past, it was not something that anyone could challenge.
Tang Tian had been listening for a long time. At this moment, he found an opportunity and said worriedly, "Senior Leng, has that Xiao Xiong come out of seclusion? Has his cultivation really reached the realm of Martial King? "
The Zhang Clan Head, who was at the side, was also very concerned about this problem. These two clans had been fighting with the Xiao Clan for a long time. Their understanding of Xiao Xiong was much clearer than others. When they heard that Xiao Xiong had reached the realm of Martial King, they felt some lingering fear in their hearts.
When Leng Zhengyun heard this, he smiled faintly, "Brother Tang, there is no need to worry too much. Xiao Xiong has indeed come out of seclusion. However, his cultivation is only at the peak of Martial Saint. It is only because he cultivates a wind attributed Martial Spirit that he is able to fly."
"In another three days, the last Martial Saint elder of my Leng Clan will bring fifty Martial Grand Masters over as a foolproof plan. However, I still hope that we do not have to use this force. Your two clans can defeat the Xiao Clan in the Promise of Ten Years. That way, we can save a lot of trouble. "
When the Zhang and Tang Clan Heads heard this, they heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. Tang Tian seemed to have thought of something and said, "I just heard that the Xiao Clan's Xiao Chen was not injured. If that is the case, according to the rules of the competition, our two clans do not have much of an advantage."
According to the rules of the Promise of Ten Years, the Xiao, Zhang, and Tang Clans would each send three young disciples. On the day of the Martial Competition, one of the clans would issue a challenge to the Xiao Clan. The winner of the battle would be decided on the second day. The final winner would obtain Seven Horn Mountain.
Tang Tian said, "With Xiao Chen's strength, we might not be able to defeat him in a one-on-three battle. If we let him rest for a day, it would be hard to predict the result."
The Zhang Clan Head, who was at the side, also nodded his head in agreement. When Leng Zeyun heard this, he could not help but feel uncomfortable. The responsibility for such a situation was basically on him.
Leng Zhengyun's expression did not change as he said indifferently, "It is not a problem. When the time comes, I will think of something. Even if we lose, there is still a final move. I just hope that it will not come to that."
…
The next day, in the Xiao Clan's great hall, before the morning dew had dispersed, the few elders of the Xiao Clan had already gathered in the great hall.
The Xiao Clan Head, Xiao Xiong, sat in the middle of the great hall. He said to Xiao Qiang, who was beside him, "First Elder, what do you think of the current situation?"
Xiao Qiang nodded his head and said, "The current situation is already very clear. The Leng Clan is working together with the Zhang and Tang Clans to make a move against us. If there is no external help, there is no solution."
The few people at the side also thought the same. If they did not rely on external help, not only would the Xiao Clan lose Seven Horn Mountain, it would also be very difficult for them to survive.
Xiao Qiang continued, "Actually, Miss Feng is currently in Mohe City. A few days ago, she came to the Xiao Residence and asked about the Clan Head."
When Xiao Xiong heard the three words' Feng Feixue ', the expression on his face instantly became incomparably frightening. He said in a deep voice, "What is she doing here? Did her aunt send her here to laugh at us?"
Xiao Qiang quickly explained what happened that day. After Xiao Xiong heard it, he said, "I will not interfere with their choice. However, it is impossible for me to seek help from the Feng Clan. Send someone to call Xiao Chen over."
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