In the mine tunnel, Si Nan stood alone in front of Lu Ye. The light curtain of the protective formation formed an impregnable barrier, isolating Lu Ye's killing intent and bringing a rare sense of security to Song Zhui and the others.
Lu Ye looked at the protective light curtain in front of him with a calm expression.
The light curtain formed by such a hastily arranged protective formation was actually not very strong. After all, it had not accumulated enough spiritual power. Generally, the longer the protective formation was set up, the more spiritual power it accumulated, and the stronger its protective power would be.
Moreover, the range of this protective formation was too small, so its natural upper limit would not be too strong.
However, the formation was presided over by Si Nan, so it was not easy for Lu Ye to break it by force. Besides, in his current state, it was not suitable for him to break the formation by force.
However, Lu Ye never relied on brute force to break the formation.
There was a faint flash of light in his eyes. With the help of the Insight Spiritual Tattoos, he observed the nodes and flaws of the formation in front of him.
The scene in his field of vision changed, and the traces of colorful spiritual force could be clearly seen. The protective light curtain, which looked as flat as a mirror with the naked eye, had a tiny flaw under the observation of the Insight Spiritual Tattoo.
It had to be said that this guy named Si Nan had very high attainments in formations. So far, Lu Ye had not met any decent formation cultivator, but Si Nan was definitely one.
Right at this moment, Si Nan said, "I've long heard that Fellow Daoist Lu's attainments in formations are extremely high, but the formations you set up seem to be ordinary. I've cracked your formations, but can you crack mine?"
Although he had not fought with Lu Ye directly, for a formation cultivator, setting up and breaking a formation was already a fight.
He had cracked so many of Lu Ye's explosive formations in the mine tunnel before, and in the end, he even "forced" Lu Ye to activate many formations in advance. From his point of view, Lu Ye's attainments in formations were probably not as good as his, which was why he dared to block him here.
Because he was confident that he could stop Lu Ye with his protective formation.
Almost at the same time as his voice fell, Lu Ye raised his hand and shot out a formation flag.
The formation flag flew out and accurately embedded in the protective light curtain.
Si Nan looked at this scene in astonishment because he clearly felt that the position where the formation flag was embedded was the node of his protective light curtain. The defensive power of this position was the weakest, which could also be said to be the weak point of the entire formation light curtain.
Others might not know the nodes of the formation, but as the person who set up and presided over the formation, how could he not know?
For formations like protective formations or trapping formations that were formed by light screens, using nodes to break through them was the most effective method. However, no matter how high a formation cultivator's attainments in the Dao of Formations were, it was not so easy to find the nodes of a formation. This required direct contact with the light screen of the formation and a slow search. Only then would it be possible to find it.
Moreover, it was only a possibility. Perhaps the node found was wrong.
Especially now that he was in charge of the formation, he could change the speed of the flow of spiritual power on the light curtain with a single thought to conceal the location of the nodes.
Was it a coincidence?
Otherwise, how could it be so accurate?
With a thought, he instinctively took control of the grand array, and the flow of spiritual energy on the light curtain suddenly increased several times. As a result, the positions of the nodes of the grand array also rapidly changed.
Another formation flag flew out and was embedded in another node of the grand array.
Then, a third, a fourth …
Si Nan's eyes bulged, and he looked like he had seen a ghost in broad daylight as he exclaimed, "Impossible!"
At this moment, he finally realized that the scene just now was not a coincidence … If the first time was a coincidence, could it be the second, third, and fourth time?
Lu Yiye could actually see the location of the nodes of the grand array? But how could he, a Fifth Order Cloud River Realm cultivator, have such an outrageous ability?
What he saw in front of him had already exceeded his understanding.
At this moment, he finally realized that the situation was not good. Regardless of whether Lu Ye's level of Spirit Arrays was inferior to his, at least in terms of breaking Spirit Arrays, he was absolutely incomparable.
It was ridiculous that just a few breaths ago, he thought that with him presiding over the protective Spirit Array, it would be impregnable.
The four formation flags were embedded in the nodes of the grand array. Lu Ye stepped forward, raised his hand, and pressed it on the light curtain of the grand array. The Spirit Qi around his body surged, and with his palm as the center, a fiery red Spirit Qi flowed out. Under his delicate control, a small Yin and Yang energy quickly spread out.
Si Nan looked horrified because as the Yin and Yang Elements spread out, the flow of spiritual power on the light curtain of the big formation became more and more stagnant, which gave him a huge resistance for no reason, hindering his control of the big formation.
Si Nan gritted his teeth, waved the formation flags in his hand, and urged his spiritual energy to control the Spirit Array to resist Lu Ye.
However, in just five breaths, the flow of spiritual energy on the light curtain of the grand array almost stagnated. Without the flow of spiritual energy, the grand array was like a pool of stagnant water, unable to play any role.
Lu Ye's big hand on the light curtain suddenly exerted force.
With a crash, the light curtain of the grand array shattered. Si Nan's expression became absent-minded at this moment, as if his mind had been shattered along with the light curtain of the grand array.
With a flash of his blade, Lu Ye passed Si Nan and approached the mine tunnel step by step with his blood-stained saber.
Behind him came the sound of Si Nan's body falling to the ground.
He was an Eighth-Order Dharma Cultivator, so his physique was not strong. The corrosion of the poison was more serious than that of other Eighth-Order Cultivators. After the Spirit Array he relied on failed, he could only wait to die in front of Lu Ye.
His figure fell to the ground while his eyes were opened wide, and he died with everlasting regret. It seemed that even until the end, he still didn't dare believe that the formation he'd set up was actually so weak and easily destroyed by Chen Xi. It was even to the extent that at the last moment of his life, he'd aroused extreme doubt towards his attainments in the Dao of Formations …
He was thinking too much.
In terms of attainments in Array Dao, Lu Ye was indeed better than him, but if he broke the Spirit Array step by step, it would not be so easy.
But Lu Ye broke the Spirit Array with the help of Insight Spirit Inscriptions.
In this world, there were many Spirit Tattooists who could construct Insight Spirit Inscriptions, but Lu Ye was the only one who dared to use Insight Spirit Inscriptions on his eyes.
Because no matter how experienced a Spirit Tattooist was, he could not guarantee that the Spirit Inscriptions he constructed would succeed. Eyes were the weakness of cultivators. Even Physique Cultivators, who were famous for their strong physique, had extremely fragile eyes.
If the Insight Spirit Inscriptions were added to the eyes, it would be a good thing, but if it failed, it would inevitably cause some indelible damage to the eyes.
So since ancient times, no Spirit Tattooist dared to do so.
Lu Ye dared to do so because the Insight Spirit Inscriptions were attached to his Talent Tree. There was no possibility of failure when constructing them. With a thought, the Spirit Inscriptions were completed automatically.
In the depths of the mine tunnel, Song Zhui and the others, who had just felt a sense of security, felt chills all over their bodies.
Just a few breaths ago, Si Nan had said something like, "Can you break my Spirit Array?" But in the blink of an eye, the Spirit Array was broken, and Si Nan was killed …
In great panic, the surviving cultivators of Myriad Demons Ridge couldn't help laughing at Si Nan's overestimation of his strength.
It was like an ant standing in front of an elephant and asking the elephant if it could trample it to death. As a result, the elephant stepped on the ant and killed it.
"Lu Yiye!" Song Zhui gritted his teeth and shouted, "You are really a disaster!"
More than two thousand people, and in just four hours, only a few dozen of them were left, and they were only facing a single enemy! Even Si Nan's Spirit Array could not stop him for a moment.
One person slaughtered 2,000 people. In the cultivation world of Nine Regions, such a thing had never happened before. It was unheard of, and they didn't even dare to think about it.
But today, such a thing happened right under their noses.
Song Zhui only hated Ying Wuji's incompetence!
Previously in Huitian Valley, if Ying Wuji had been careful enough and had not been discovered in advance, he might have been able to kill Lu Yiye, and there wouldn't have been all kinds of subsequent troubles.
Now, in the operation to besiege and kill Lu Yiye, countless cultivators of Myriad Demons Ridge had died, but Lu Yiye was still alive and well.
"Fellow Taoists!" Song Zhui raised his arm and shouted, "We have no way out. If you want to live, follow me to kill this guy!"
He didn't say any more demagogic words because it was meaningless. In the current situation, they had no way to retreat, and only one side could survive between them and Lu Ye.
Although they were all poisoned and their strength was greatly reduced, after all, they had the numbers. Moreover, the density of the poisonous fog had decreased, so it was not as dark as before. So … there was still a chance.
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zhui was the first to rush up. It was not that he was unafraid of death, but he was the strongest among everyone present. If he didn't set an example, the situation would only get worse.
Only if he took action first would the others have the confidence to fight against Lu Ye.
But soon, with a muffled groan, Song Zhui was sent flying, blood spurting out mid-air.
Yang Kai couldn't help feeling shocked. He hadn't even been able to withstand a single blow from Lu Ye. One had to know that even if Yang Kai had been poisoned, he could still display strength comparable to a Sixth Order master, while Lu Ye was just a Fifth Order cultivator who was on the verge of death. How could he still display such strength?
The narrowness of the mine limited the strength of the Myriad Demons Ridge cultivators. At most, only three or four of them could besiege Lu Ye at the same time.
Lu Ye walked forward step by step, the Mountain Coiling Saber constantly slashing out fiery red saber lights.
Screams and cries of alarm rang out from time to time, and wherever he passed, corpses fell into pools of blood.
In just the time it took to brew a cup of tea, only a few people remained from the dozens of people who were still resisting stubbornly. Even these few people were all injured, and their faces were filled with despair.
The Artifact Box at his waist buzzed as nine streams of light flew out, accompanied by muffled groans. The few cultivators who were still struggling fell to the ground.
Only Song Zhui still had some vitality left, but his injuries were not light. He had attacked Lu Ye twice before and was sent flying by Lu Ye's saber each time. There was a huge cut on his chest, and his beating heart was faintly visible. At this moment, he was leaning against the cave wall, looking at Lu Ye who was walking towards him step by step with despair.
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