Without Su Po, Chang 'an's current information and strength were insufficient to resist the power of the Taichu Six Directions Formation.
Therefore, Shen Herong led Reverend Cheng Yang and the others to retreat as they fought steadily and steadily in the face of Peng Ziling and the others.
Gradually, the clear clouds created by the Taichu Six Directions Formation covered the entire Western Region.
Regaining the Western Region, Abbot Jing Ge, Abbot Huai Yong, and Abbot Xiankong were excited.
However, even though they were excited, they still couldn't be said to be relaxed.
Su Po, who had been harassing Aparagodaniya, had not returned.
He dared to be so confident because he believed that Chang 'an could handle the Taichu Six Directions Formation's advance.
Although the Taichu Six Directions Formation had not met its match, the six experts who set up the formation did not dare to be careless.
"Is Lu Xueyuan really trustworthy?" The former Emperor of Qian, Song Jun, suddenly spoke after a long silence, "I saw her fight with Shen Herong and they were evenly matched. How could she be so easily injured by Shen Herong this time? Could it be on purpose … "
Peng Ziling, who was in charge of the formation, did not speak.
The three Holy Monks of the Western Region took a deep breath after hearing Song Jun's words.
Abbot Huai Yong of Dabei Temple put his palms together and defended Jing Hua, "There are many experts in Chang 'an and they are familiar with Junior Sister Jing Hua. It is possible that they have a way to counter her."
Abbot Jing Ge of Longxiang Temple chimed in from the side, "Chang 'an is powerful and we are all worried about it. I also understand Almsgiver Song's worries, but right now, we still need to unite."
Song Jun nodded slightly, "You are right, Abbot. I have misspoken."
Abbot Xiankong of Sensual Temple glanced worriedly at Peng Ziling of Tai Qing Palace.
Abbot Huai Yong defended Jing Hua and mentioned that the people in Chang 'an had a way to counter Jing Hua's ability.
This was also due to the previous encounter with the Taichu Six Directions Formation and the Thunder Ancestor Sword.
The other party's eyesight was so sharp that it was far beyond everyone's imagination. He seemed to be able to target everyone's weak points. There were many flaws that even they themselves were unaware of. It was truly shocking.
Although Abbot Huai Yong did not say it explicitly, it was tantamount to reopening the scars of the Supreme Purity Palace.
However, Peng Ziling's expression remained the same.
He continued to stare straight ahead as he said, "The Twelve Yama Kings are treacherous and cunning. We have no choice but to guard against them. For now, let's stop at the Western Regions. What do you think, fellow daoists?"
"Take it slow and steady, one step at a time." Feeling Temple's Abbot Xian Kong said.
Abbot Jing Ge and Abbot Huai Yong also agreed.
Song Jun's gaze swept across the three holy monks of Buddhism.
Although these monks spoke up for Jinghua, they were not completely without doubts.
The Buddhist sects in the Western Region of the Dongsheng Divine Continent had been developing independently for so many years. It was hard to say that they were as close as a family to the Buddhist Kingdom in the Aparagodānīya Continent, which had the same origin.
Being able to retake the Western Regions was already a huge victory for them.
However, the counterattack of Chang 'an City or the final battle with Chang' an would probably require an even greater contribution from the Aparagodānīya. It might even alarm the Revered One of the Buddhist Sects.
However, it was easier to invite the devil than to send it away. When that time came, even if they could completely solve the problem of the Twelve Yama Kings, where would the Dong Sheng Divine Prefecture go next?
Not only Song Jun, but Peng Ziling and Kong Shengzhen also fell silent.
Peng Ziling's expression quickly returned to normal. He then directed the formation to gather and disperse, then gather and disperse.
This time, the Taichu Six Directions Formation encompassed the easternmost part of the Western Regions.
However, as soon as the formation was set down, everyone felt an intense obstruction.
A dark radiance spread out, as if a Dark Cloud had blotted out the sky.
The land that was originally normal suddenly turned completely black.
This sudden change was like a huge hole being dug out of the Taichu Six Directions Formation.
Although Peng Ziling directed the formation to generate layers of Clear Qi to fill the hole, the heaven and earth there seemed to be independent of the world, resisting the changes brought about by the formation's operation.
You Luo Plain … Peng Ziling and the others all had the same thought.
In the Southern Wilderness, the leader of the Youhuai Clan, Cang Hui, left the Southern Wilderness and came to the Western Regions tens of thousands of miles away to re-establish himself.
Abbot Huai Yong naturally knew about this, and had even fought with Cang Hui before.
However, Cang Hui was only at the thirteenth level back then.
But now, he had successfully broken through to the fourteenth level, which was the fifth level of the Demon Emperor, the All Creation Realm.
He was at the peak of the Demon Emperor Realm, where the power of the Star Ocean was refined into his body and gave birth to all things, and his power was boundless.
The Youhuai Clan was a plant demon, and once they took root and established themselves, they would have a geographical advantage.
When Cang Hui was at the thirteenth level, he had the confidence to fight against Abbot Huai Yong of the Western Regions' Dabei Temple, who was at the fourteenth level.
Now, he was at the fourteenth level. The ancient tree that blotted out the sky stood on the shore of the Eastern Seas of the Western Regions, like the sturdiest fortress.
Even the powerful Taichu Six Directions Formation had a hole in it.
Kong Shengzhen, Abbot Huai Yong and the others frowned as they looked at Cang Hui.
Now that Cang Hui had taken root and reproduced, he could use all the power of the sea, sky, and land around him.
In a one-on-one fight, none of the six of them would be a match for Cang Hui.
Unless Peng Ziling had the Thunder Ancestor Sword.
Otherwise, only someone like Venerable Jiashu could fight Cang Hui.
In just a little over a year, this demon had broken through to the fourteenth level.
It was true that plant demons had a deep foundation, but it also took a long time to cultivate.
It was true that Cang Hui was at the peak of the thirteenth level before, but was it really so coincidental that he had successfully broken through the last step in the past year?
Thinking of Perfected Cheng Yang, who had also broken through and refined a powerful magic treasure like the Yiyuan Mirror, everyone instinctively felt that the two were in the same situation.
Their breakthroughs might have something to do with Chang 'an …
Looking at the huge Youhuai Ancient Tree, it was hard for them not to have similar thoughts.
That being said, did Chang 'an City really have the ability to do so?
The clan leader of the Celestial Wolf Clan and the previous clan leader of the Golden-Winged Great Peng Clan, Xuan Guang, had both been defeated by the Twelve Kings of Hell.
After them, there were no more fourteenth-level demons in the Southern Wilderness.
However, Chang 'an had produced one …
No wonder Cang Hui was willing to leave his homeland in the Southern Wilderness, where he had lived for thousands of years, and move his entire tree to the Western Regions to be Chang 'an's watchdog.
Peng Ziling stared at the huge ancient tree. As the person in charge of the formation, he felt as if someone had thrown a stone into the chessboard he had carefully set up.
His face was expressionless as his hands changed spells.
At this moment, the chessboard seemed to have become a millstone, turning the obstructing stone into a withered branch and crushing it!
As the clear Qi in the formation circulated, endless Taichu Primordial Thunder struck down.
The dim light on the Youhuai Ancient Tree kept flickering, resisting the violent Taichu Primordial Thunder.
Thunder was fierce, but it was silent and formless.
The tree trunk, which was as thick as a city and seemed to hold up the sky, began to shake and sway.
The earth shook and the ocean roared. Cang Hui continuously drew energy from all around and used it to help him resist the power of the Taichu Six Directions Formation.
Although he wouldn't be struck down immediately, it was obvious that Cang Hui was under immense pressure.
The Taichu Six Directions Formation was the blood, sweat, and tears of the Tai Qing Palace. It was only established with the help of Peng Ziling and his master after Ying Xiaowo's return. It was indeed exquisite and powerful.
Fortunately, Cang Hui was a plant demon and had a strong foundation. That was why he could stand firm under the initial attack of the Taichu Primordial Thunder.
However, as the formation continued to operate, the huge ancient tree began to sway in the wind and rain, unable to bear the burden.
The tree crown was vast and covered all directions.
At this moment, every leaf on the tree trunk seemed to have turned into various images.
Wind, rain, thunder, lightning, sabers, spears, swords, halberds, and even balls of fire and the vast ocean all rose against the heavens to meet the formless Taichu Primordial Thunder.
However, even though it was also the power of Thunder, it was still shattered by the Taichu Primordial Thunder.
Very soon, the leaves on the ancient tree began to fall rapidly.
However, someone else suddenly rushed into the formation at this moment and helped Cang Hui share the burden.
Cheng Yang raised his Uniorigin Mirror. What looked like a beam of mirror light actually seemed to envelop the entire ancient tree.
With Cheng Yang's help, Cang Hui immediately caught his breath.
A young girl appeared on his tree trunk. It was Shen Herong.
Shen Herong was in no hurry. She first raised her brush and wrote "Life", "Erect", "Defend" and many other words on the tree trunk.
With the support of the brush and ink, the giant locust tree seemed to have regained its vitality. It met the descending Thunder with an even fuller posture.
Shen Herong raised her brush and waved it again. Thus, the ink words "Break", "Shatter", "Collapse" and "Dissolve" drifted towards the depths of the Taichu Six Directions Formation and disintegrated it.
Peng Ziling's expression didn't change as he directed the formation's changes.
To a certain extent, he had to thank Shen Herong and those behind her.
It was because of them that the Taichu Six Directions Formation could continuously improve and perfect itself.
With the formation's changes, Shen Herong would find it very difficult to disintegrate the formation as easily as before.
Peng Ziling was confident that even if it was Su Po, the formation wouldn't be broken so easily.
The layers of Taichu Primordial Lightning suddenly took on a concrete form. The Thunder actually condensed into a tall dharma idol that seemed to reach the heavens and the earth.
This dharma idol looked somewhat similar to the Grand Pure Form.
However, the dao concept and aura it exuded were far more profound than the Grand Pure Form.
Between her mouth and nose, her breath became thunder.
She raised her hands and held up a jade scepter.
Thunder Light flickered on the scepter. An extremely violent power flourished within.
Shen Herong's expression didn't change as she saw the Taichu Six Directions Formation become even more refined and complete.
She flew up and arrived beside Cheng Yang. Then, she raised her brush and splashed ink on the opponent's magic treasure, the Uniorigin Mirror.
Cheng Yang didn't seem surprised by this. He only focused on changing his hand seals and silently circulating his cultivation.
On the other side, Cang Hui took the initiative to buy time for the two of them.
The great demon's demonic power transformed. The myriad phenomena born from its branches and leaves abruptly transformed into stars.
As the starlight flickered, it all began to flow. Then, it transformed into a resplendent sea of light. Like a tsunami, it rushed towards the colossal dharma idol in the formation.
"Imperial order!" Peng Ziling of the Grand Pure Palace shouted.
Slowly, the Taichu Lightning Ancestor Form in the Taichu Six Directions Formation waved the scepter in its hand.
Its movements seemed slow. However, with this movement, there was an unprecedentedly terrifying Thunder gathering.
The sea of Thunder almost instantly crushed the sea of starlight formed by Cang Hui!
However, at this moment, Shen Herong's writing appeared with a wave of her brush.
There was clearly an additional word on Cheng Yang's Uniorigin Mirror.
Break!
It condensed into a beam of mirror light and shot out.
It seemed to be only a thin line. However, this beam of mirror light forcefully split the sea of Thunder apart with the momentum of splitting the sea.
Slowly, the Uniorigin Mirror above Cheng Yang's head rotated. It guided the beam of mirror light and streaked across the air. Like a sharp blade, it cut across the Taichu Lightning Ancestor Form's waist.
A thin but continuous crack appeared at the waist of the colossal dharma idol. It looked like it was about to be cut in half!
Peng Ziling took a deep breath. "Go!"
The formation suddenly changed again. Even the Taichu Lightning Ancestor Form waved the scepter in its hand and struck the Uniorigin Mirror.
Helpless, Cheng Yang could only withdraw the mirror light to protect his body.
The Taichu Lightning Ancestor Form did not shatter. Instead, Cheng Yang and the Uniorigin Mirror were sent flying backwards.
Although he had achieved results, Peng Ziling's expression did not relax.
When he was focused on dealing with Shen Herong and Cheng Yang, it was inevitable that he would overlook the suppression of the Secluded Huai Tree's patriarch, Cang Hui.
The Secluded Net Plains occupied by the Secluded Huai Tree immediately showed signs of expanding.
With the development of the Secluded Net Plains, the operation of the Taichu Six Directions Formation was as inconvenient as having a stone stuck in a gear.
Peng Ziling calmed his heart and controlled the formation, slowly adjusting it.
Song Jun, Kong Shengzhen, Abbot Huai Yong and the others also had solemn expressions.
Even without the formation, they were outnumbered six to three. Yet, they were blocked here by the other party. It could be said that they were in a sorry state.
However, the two people and one yao in front of them were not ordinary opponents.
Cang Hui was a plant yao. When he firmly planted his roots and stood firm, he was stronger than most humans and yao of the same cultivation level.
Cheng Yang had the Uniorigin Mirror, a magic treasure that was not inferior to the Taichu Lightning Sword of Tai Qing Palace.
This sword and mirror were, in fact, the two strongest magic treasures in the history of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent.
Peng Ziling had the Taichu Lightning Sword and Cheng Yang had the Uniorigin Mirror. They even dared to fight against someone as strong as Su Po.
As for Shen Herong, who had the lowest cultivation level, there was even less need to say.
Although she was only at realm thirteen, she was clearly stronger than him when he was at his peak.
Although unwilling to admit it, Kong Shengzhen of the Sacred Evolving Manor had to nod. Realm thirteen Shen Herong was already the number one scholar of the Dong Sheng Divine Continent.
The two people and one yao worked together to block the Taichu Six Directions Formation and could not move forward.
However, Peng Ziling calmed down and did not seek a quick victory. He patiently dealt with Shen Herong. After all, the Taichu Six Directions Formation was extraordinary. It gradually regained the upper hand and suppressed the two people and one yao of Chang 'an.
However, it was still difficult to completely drive them into the sea. It would take a lot of time.
It was already so difficult for them to deal with Shen Herong and the others. If other masters of Chang 'an came to help, could they really achieve their goal of "recovering" the Western Regions?
Peng Ziling and the others were gloomy. Some of them gradually thought of retreating.
"Why don't we retreat a bit?" Kong Shengzhen of the Sacred Evolving Manor asked softly.
It was indeed a pity that they could not occupy the entire Western Regions. However, if they continued to be in this stalemate, they might be attacked from two sides by Chang 'an.
If they retreated temporarily and let go of the Eastern Regions coast of the Western Regions, Cang Hui was a plant yao. It would be difficult to chase after him. Even if they wanted to move further east, it would take time for him to stabilize his foundation.
A plant yao that had not taken root was far less powerful.
The two people and one yao in front of them could not maintain their current combat strength.
Peng Ziling, who was in charge of the formation, looked at the three monks of the Western Regions.
Abbot Huai Yong of Dabei Temple put his palms together. "Benefactor Kong is right."
Abbot Xiankong of Sensual Temple and Abbot Jing Ge of Longxiang Temple did not raise any objections.
Peng Ziling nodded. "Let's maintain most of the Western Regions first. We also need to be prepared in case Su Po or the others of Chang 'an come."
After the discussion, they prepared to summon the formation and retreat together.
Seeing this, Shen Herong and the others did not chase blindly.
However, the Taichu Six Directions Formation suddenly shook.
Everyone in the formation was stunned. Peng Ziling's expression changed greatly.
If the Nether Sifting Plain transformed by the Nether Locust Tree was like a stone being thrown onto a chessboard, then it felt like the entire chessboard had been overturned by someone … No, it should be said that someone had taken out a knife and cut the chessboard in half.
Under the interference of an invisible force, the huge Taichu Six Directions Formation was on the verge of collapse.
Who had such terrifying means to instantly erase a powerful formation like the Taichu Six Directions Formation?
"Well done."
A voice suddenly sounded. It was as if the clouds had parted to see the sun. The sunlight dispersed the mist and dissipated the clear clouds created by the formation.
The hearts of Peng Ziling and the others sank to the bottom, but the words were not directed at them.
The branches and leaves of the huge Youhuai Tree rustled. As light and shadow gathered, the figure of an old man appeared. It was Cang Hui in his human form.
He bowed to the east. "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Beside him, Perfected Cheng Yang also bowed. "I pay my respects to Your Majesty."
Shen Herong smiled and retreated to the side without saying anything.
Peng Ziling, Kong Shengzhen, and Abbot Huai Yong's pupils contracted slightly as they looked to the east.
Someone seemed to have appeared out of thin air. He walked with his hands behind his back and came before them.
Shrouded in light, his facial features were indistinct and unreal.
Of course, the newcomer was Zhang Dongyun.
Why was he so sure that Su Po could not come back?
Of course, it was because Invincible City was ready for its ninth expansion!
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