Many powerful Renhuangs of the Lost Clan had gathered in a huge open square area.
Sikong Nan and some other elders of the Lost Clan were also present. They stood to the side and looked forward. There were nine Renhuangs of the Lost Clan in the same plane. They were all Renhuangs of the Eighth Realm, and their auras were terrifying.
Among them, there was a white-haired figure. It was Ye Futian.
After cultivating in the cave for a few days, Ye Futian wanted to try to improve the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. Now, this was his first experiment.
The Lost Clan took Ye Futian's idea very seriously. This was a change that could bring the strength of the Lost Clan to another level. Naturally, the cultivators of the Lost Clan were especially serious. Sikong Nan and other elders had also arrived.
"Everyone, please set up the matrix," Ye Futian said. Suddenly, the nine Renhuangs walked out at the same time and stood in different positions above the void of the domain. The aura of the Great Path erupted from their bodies, and divine light shone. A powerful spiritual will bloomed from them.
In an instant, the phantoms of ancient gods appeared, covering the sky and the sun. They resonated with the spiritual will and then intertwined to form a sealed space.
A solemn voice rang out. It was like the sound of the Great Dao. The entire space suddenly became extremely heavy. Very quickly, the Battle Matrix of the Boulders was formed. A terrifying power erupted from the battle matrix, sealing off this corner of the sky.
Ye Futian stood in the battle matrix. He held a long spear in his hand. The divine light of the Great Path surrounded the spear. The long spear swallowed and exuded a terrifying fighting will. The sound of the Great Path also roared out from his body. Ye Futian's figure flashed, and he rushed in one direction like a bolt of lightning. Like a god of war, he stabbed his long spear straight in a direction.
Bang! There was a loud noise, and the phantoms exploded and shattered. The long spear landed on one point of the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. In an instant, the cultivators who had set up the Battle Matrix of the Rocks closed their eyes. Their spiritual wills resonated, and as the divine light of the Great Path shone, all the defensive power seemed to gather on the point where Ye Futian had attacked, making it impossible for the long spear to pierce through.
This was the power of the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. It could gather the defensive power of the battle matrix in one area, making the battle matrix as indestructible as a boulder.
"Try attacking." A cultivator raised his hand and attacked. A huge palm print headed straight for Ye Futian. But at the same time, a flaw seemed to appear in the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. The direction in which the cultivator was attacking became a huge gap. A cultivator's attack directly broke the balance of the battle matrix.
"Bang." Ye Futian lashed out with his spear and shattered the palm print. He looked at the battle matrix and stepped forward, joining it and becoming a part of it.
Ye Futian waved his hand, and suddenly, the strings of the Great Path in front of him turned into a guqin. Ye Futian stretched out all ten of his fingers and played a note. As the note danced, the minds of the crowd also jumped. It was as if a single note could affect the hearts of people.
When he inherited the inheritance of Shenyin the Great, he inherited many of the Great Emperor's songs. Although they were not as good as the Song of the Lost Divine that he had created, there were still many songs that were extraordinary. After all, Shenyin the Great was the first person in music at that time.
One could imagine the music that he had composed. There was no doubt about it.
As the notes danced, a guqin song was played. The sound was crisp and melodious. It seemed to contain a strange magic that caused the spiritual power of the cultivators to resonate with it. It was as if they had become one with the music and were integrated into it.
Gradually, the dancing notes shrouded the boundless space. In the battle matrix, it was as if all the spiritual will power had become one with the music. Every beat of the notes caused the spiritual power of the cultivators to jump as well.
In the distance, Sikong Nan and the other cultivators looked at the battle matrix. Their expressions changed. There, they sensed a storm of music. This storm of music was an invisible storm of rhythm. It enveloped the Battle Matrix of the Rocks and became one with it. It was as if it had been completely integrated into the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. It was extremely magical to them.
"I heard that he had received the inheritance of Shenyin the Great from ancient times?" an elder of the Lost Clan asked in a low voice.
"Yes. It is said that Shenyin the Great was the first person in music in that era. There are relatively few cultivators in the world who are good at the Way of Rhythm, and even fewer who have cultivated to a high level. It is rare to have such attainments. Before he received the inheritance of Shenyin the Great, he must have been very good at music," Sikong Nan said.
All the cultivators nodded and continued to listen quietly. The entire Battle Matrix of the Rocks seemed to become more complete under the blessing of this music. It had truly become one.
As the rhythm gradually became louder, suddenly, the spiritual will of the cultivators also became stronger. Divine light shone, and the aura in the Battle Matrix of the Rocks became even more terrifying. The ancient god-like figures shone with golden light. The cultivators in the entire battle matrix seemed to have become one with each other.
Rumble … A terrifying aura came out, and all the cultivators moved at the same time. They raised their eyes and looked forward. Their movements seemed to be uniform. The ancient gods raised their palms at the same time and directly slapped down toward the sky below. A violent roar of the Great Path came out. Many divine seals appeared in the Battle Matrix of the Rocks and blasted down toward the ground below.
This scene caused the eyes of Sikong Nan and the other cultivators to shine. They seemed to have already seen the prototype of a powerful attack released by the Battle Matrix of the Rocks.
Within the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, a tyrannical aura still permeated the air. Then, a second attack erupted. The ancient gods seemed to have been revived, and they unleashed their offensive techniques at the same time. The power was astonishing.
Gradually, as they attacked again and again, the attacks were no longer as uniform as before. They seemed to be a little messy.
"Did they fail?" an elder of the Lost Clan whispered when he saw this scene on Sikong Nan's side.
The surrounding elites all stared at the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. Sikong Nan's pupils contracted slightly as he shook his head and said, "That's not right. Although the attacks seem to have become messy, they are actually moving in the same rhythm. If the attacks of the Ancient Gods are weak, then the attacks of other places will be strong."
As the attacks erupted again and again, a gigantic palm print suddenly appeared within the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. Its might was terrifying. It was as if it had erupted from the body of an ancient god. The ancient god's body was resplendent and contained an unparalleled might. It was as if the spiritual will of all the cultivators had been integrated into the body of this ancient god, causing it to erupt with an extremely shocking offensive power.
This strike seemed to shatter the heavens and the earth, far surpassing any of the previous attacks.
"Success." Sikong Nan mumbled to himself when he saw this scene. The Battle Matrix of the Boulders had already achieved complete integration. Not only in terms of defense, but also in terms of attack. It could gather the power of the battle matrix in different places at any time and unleash a single target attack.
They looked at the Battle Matrix of the Rocks and saw that the entire Battle Matrix of the Rocks had become a complete entity. Compared to before, it seemed to have undergone a transformation.
Within the battle matrix, the Renhuangs of the Eighth Realm also felt it. They were faintly excited. At this moment, their spiritual will dispersed, and the battle matrix gradually disintegrated. The sound of the guqin stopped, and the Battle Matrix of the Rocks also disappeared. Only Ye Futian and the nine Renhuangs stood there.
The Renhuangs looked at Ye Futian with surprised expressions. They did not expect that they would actually succeed. Just now, they clearly felt as if they were more of a whole than ever before. That kind of resonance made it seem as if the nine of them were no longer distinct from each other.
"Renhuang Ye …" Sikong Nan and the others walked forward and looked at Ye Futian with a smile. They said, "I didn't expect to succeed on the first try. The sound of the guqin is indeed exquisite."
"It's still far from enough," Ye Futian said as he shook his head. This caused all the cultivators to be stunned. Still far from enough?
Didn't they already succeed just now?
"This can only be achieved with my sound of the guqin as a medium. However, all of you from the Lost Clan need to abandon the guidance of the sound of the guqin and complete this step on your own. Only then will you truly succeed. Otherwise, you can only continue to borrow the power of the guqin," Ye Futian said.
"If that is the case, Renhuang Ye will be the soul of the Battle Matrix of the Rocks," Sikong Nan said with a smile. However, when he heard Ye Futian's words, he also understood that there was still a long way to go. Ye Futian's idea was feasible.
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