freenovelworld Chapter 299 Breaking the Wind and Roaring Formation
Chapter 299 Breaking the Wind and Roaring Formation
Ji Fa bowed to Yu Ding Zhenren and then continued:
"Now that everyone is here, let's discuss who should break the Howling Wind Formation?"
……
As a neutral party, Yang Jiao naturally wouldn't listen to their plans for setting up an array.
We sat outside the tent and waited for them to come out.
After a while, the matter was settled. Ji Fa did not come out to handle official business. Instead, the Twelve Golden Immortals, led by Guang Chengzi, filed out.
He looked at Cihang Daoist, personally handed him the Wind-Fixing Pearl, and instructed him:
Be careful in everything.
Cihang Daoren nodded.
He then looked at the ordinary soldier among the Xiqi generals and sighed softly.
He was compassionate. When this person stood up and offered to sacrifice himself in the formation, Cihang Daoren sternly refused, but he couldn't resist the desire of a mortal to become an immortal.
We had no choice but to give up.
He sighed helplessly.
"Young General Fang Bi, then come with me to break through the formation."
Today we must break the Wind Howling Formation. Yang Jiao and Mosquito Taoist immediately exchanged a glance.
We found something else!
Yang Jiao just wanted to break the Ten Deadly Formations as soon as possible so that she could pick up ten small flags and have Daoist Yun Zhongzi refine them into new treasures.
She blinked at Yang Jian with delight, then followed him.
After a long absence, I picked up the soul-guiding banner and started working.
Outside the Ten Deadly Formations.
The Jie Sect and its followers had been waiting for this for a long time.
Seeing the approaching group striding towards them, Wen Zhong snorted coldly:
"Do you all have to hang up that 'no battle' sign every time you break through an enemy formation?"
"If that's the case, my Great Shang can simply hang up a truce and prevent you from entering. Then, is there any need to fight this battle?"
Jiang Ziya blushed as he was mocked.
But he still respectfully bowed to Wen Zhong:
"Grand Tutor also knows how powerful the Ten Deadly Formations are, and it will take time to discuss a way to break them."
Upon hearing this, the remaining eight of the Ten Heavenly Kings of the Intercepting Sect burst into laughter, and Dong Quan became smug:
"Fellow Daoist, are you implying that the twelve Golden Immortals personally taught by the Primordial Heavenly Venerable of the Chan Sect are inferior to the ten outer disciples of my Jie Sect? Hahaha."
Fang Bi hurriedly came out.
He spat angrily on the ground, pointed at Dong Quan, and cursed:
"You unorthodox methods, why don't you use formations to spar with me!"
After saying that, he charged forward with his spear, aiming straight at Dong Quan.
Dong Tianjun glanced at him sideways, but deliberately avoided the look.
Above the clouds, Mosquito Taoist excitedly grabbed Yang Jiao's hand and said joyfully:
"A female beast! His mount is a female beast!"
Dong Quan slapped Fang Bi away and said coldly:
"If you're so capable, come inside and break through the formation! What are you shouting about outside for!"
Fang Bi looked at Cihang Daoren.
"please."
Dong Quan glanced at Fang Bi coldly, then looked at him pitifully and continued:
"You think sacrificing human demons can break my Wind Howling Formation? You're just throwing your lives away!"
He turned and flew into the formation, disappearing from sight.
Cihang Daoren and Fang Bi also entered one after another.
Yang Jiao and Mosquito Taoist exchanged a glance and then flew into it together.
The malevolent energy within the Ten Deadly Formations seemed to have become familiar with their presence; upon entering the formation this time, not a single trace of malevolent energy dared to attack.
The howling wind formation was different from the previous two formations, which came with overwhelming force.
Instead, things calmed down considerably.
Dong Quan sat at the highest point, picked up the black banner, and waved it at the two people below.
Suddenly, a strong wind surged within the formation, unleashing ten thousand wind blades, each containing true fire that would turn into pus and blood upon contact.
Cihang Daoren used his magical powers to protect Fang Bi as well.
This action surprised Yang Jiao.
“The Taoist Cihang… has a compassionate heart.”
Wherever he may be in the future, this action was unprecedented in the previous attempts to break through the formation.
Cihang Daoren flicked his whisk, constantly scattering the incoming wind blades, and in his haste, he used the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl.
As soon as the crimson Wind-Stabilizing Pearl appeared, the strong winds in the Wind Howling Formation instantly stopped.
Dong Quan was greatly surprised:
"You actually have the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl!"
Previously, he had been arrogant, thinking that even with the evil energy within his Wind Howling Formation, it would be difficult to withstand the power of wind and fire. He never expected that the Chan Sect would have a special magic weapon to counter it.
At this moment, Dong Quan can no longer care about anything else.
He leaped into the air, sword in hand, and shouted:
"Even without the wind blades, within the formation, I am the master!"
Dong Quan's sword tip shot straight towards them with a whooshing sound.
Unlike those outside the formation, the formation master has an advantage: the impact of the baleful aura will not affect them.
Cihang Daoren pulled Fang Bi behind him and then clasped his hands together to meet him.
The two sides are locked in a legal standoff.
Fang Bi looked behind him, then raised his spear and charged forward.
"Come back!" Cihang Daoist pulled him back, his longsword slicing across his own arm, leaving a bloody gash. He shouted sternly, "Are you out of your mind?!"
Fang Bi smiled.
He bowed and thanked them.
"Thank you for saving me, Daoist. But Fang Bi is just a martial artist who has never cultivated. It would be my greatest honor to die in the battle."
He was formerly a general in charge of the palace of the Shang Dynasty, but he rebelled against Chaoge and joined Xiqi because he could not stand the cruelty done to the people.
People like them are destined to die eventually.
But if one can die with merit, even becoming a heavenly soldier is better than living in the mortal world.
Cihang Daoren couldn't bear it. He had to dodge the evil aura and neutralize Dong Quan's sword moves while also trying to persuade Fang Bi. He was simply too busy to do so.
Fang Bi, with his sharp eyes, noticed the increasing gathering of malevolent energy within the formation. He knew that even with his profound strength, Cihang Daoren would find it difficult to escape unscathed from the howling wind formation, where the malevolent energy intensified over time.
The hesitation on his face turned into determination.
He swung his spear and followed closely behind.
He deflected Dong Quan's sword and used his entire body to block the surging murderous aura.
Countless black wisps surged into his mouth and nose, instantly turning into a pool of pus and blood.
"Fang Bi!"
Cihang Daoren couldn't bear to watch.
Countless white malevolent energies flew out from that pool of pus and blood, merging with the malevolent energy within the formation without lingering for a moment.
The formation would then be considered ineffective.
Without the supporting energy of the formation, Dong Quan dared not linger and, laughing loudly, leaped out of the formation:
"I'm not playing with you anymore!"
The figure was only one step away from leaving the formation. Dong Quan breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that it was good to have survived.
Of course,
But he just couldn't take that step.
He could clearly see his fellow cultivators outside the formation, but the powerful suction from behind pulled him back.
All that could be seen was a bottle in Cihang Daoren's hand, its mouth facing down towards Dong Quan. Inside, black energy seemed to possess sentience, binding Dong Quan and then suddenly pulling it away.
"A pure and clear glass bottle".
Cihang Daoren chanted a spell, watching the pus and blood that Fang Bi had produced.
When the eyes are closed, the lips move slightly.
A moment later, he tilted the magic bottle and poured out a stream of pus and blood.
This time, Dong Quan, the leader, died in the same way as Fang Bi.
Cihang Daoren took one last look before flashing out of the formation.
【Ding. 】
[Congratulations, host, for guiding the souls of Fang Bi and Dong Quan. Reward: 2 card-drawing tokens.]