Chapter 355: Chapter 354: Netherworld Scroll_1
The Four Outstanding Talents, the four peak figures of the younger generation, were all under forty years of age, yet each had reached the pinnacle of the Grand Master level. Their strength directly rivaled that of Top Sky Apex Strong!
Previously, Ling Chen had only heard of the Four Outstanding Talents’ reputation and had never seen them in person. Today, however, all four appeared before him simultaneously.
With their assistance, the pressure on Ling Chen instantly diminished.
"Increase your efforts! Seize the Dragon Vein!" Sikong Yi’s expression turned slightly grim as he bellowed.
Hearing his words, the dozen or so white-robed Demon Way Experts also accelerated their infusion of True Qi. They even resorted to Secret Methods that consumed their Cultivation to temporarily boost their strength, thereby speeding up the operation of the Four-sided Demonic Formation.
The pressure on Ling Chen intensified once more.
I can’t hold on much longer! Ling Chen felt as if his soul was about to be torn from his body.
At this moment, Liu Feiyue and the other three seemed to exchange glances and nod. The next moment, draconic phantoms suddenly soared from each of them. These four dragon-shaped phantoms resonated with the Dragon Vein Power within Ling Chen.
The Four Outstanding Talents were all champions of multiple Martial Arts Tournaments, always placing first or second. The amount of Dragon Vein Qi they had accumulated was terrifyingly vast, far beyond what any ordinary genius could compare to.
The four draconic shadows soared upwards, reaching mid-air before suddenly descending, merging into Ling Chen’s body one after another.
After the four draconic shadows merged into him, Ling Chen’s aura instantly surged, his power greatly increasing.
"Ling Chen, go destroy that Array Stone!" Liu Feiyue then ordered Ling Chen in a sharp voice.
Hearing this, Ling Chen’s eyes lit up. This Array Stone was the core of this Great Formation. If he could destroy the Array Stone, he could dismantle the entire Great Formation!
With this thought, Ling Chen acted decisively. He immediately grabbed the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword, leaped high, and his Sword Light stabbed down fiercely from mid-air.
Witnessing Ling Chen’s actions, the expressions of the white-robed Demon Martial Artists changed dramatically. They hastily changed their hand seals, and an energy shield abruptly materialized on the surface of the Array Stone, protecting it.
FIZZ! FIZZ!
Ling Chen’s Sword Light struck the energy shield, igniting dazzling sparks. Although it warped the energy shield, it failed to break through. Even Ling Chen would find it difficult to breach a defense jointly established by over a dozen top-tier Supreme Demonic Grandmasters in a short amount of time.
"Break for me!" A sharp glint suddenly flashed in Ling Chen’s eyes. His arms tensed, and it felt as if torrents of power were continuously pouring into the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword.
CRACK!
Under such power, the Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword finally pierced the protective shield. The moment the Sword Light broke through, those dozen or so white-robed Demon Way Experts were instantly sent flying backward, spitting blood.
Under numerous tense gazes, Ling Chen’s Heavenly Emperor Heavy Sword fiercely plunged into the Array Stone. Struck by Ling Chen’s sword, the Array Stone fractured into pieces and completely disintegrated.
The Four-sided Demonic Formation that enveloped the entire Martial Arts Tournament venue instantly crumbled, and the spreading poisonous fog also ceased its advance.
"Excellent! The Four-sided Demonic Formation is broken!" Both Lu Youzhen and Sky Thunder Wandering Cultivator’s eyes lit up. With the Four-sided Demonic Formation broken, Sikong Yi’s hopes of taking the Martial Arts Monument were now just wishful thinking.
Damn it! As cracks appeared on the Array Stone, Sikong Yi’s heart sank. He knew that this time, Their plan... was likely going to fail... And the primary reason for their failure was actually a mere brat at the Ninth-level Martial Master realm...
"Sect Leader, if we stake everything on a final gamble, we might still have a chance!" the stern middle-aged man beside him quickly said.
"It’s too late. Someone’s coming." Sikong Yi had cultivated to the Demon Heart Path realm. His perceptive abilities were several times that of an ordinary Top Sky Apex Strong; even individuals several li away couldn’t escape his senses.
"Who?" The stern middle-aged man’s expression changed.
Suddenly, the cry of a phoenix resounded from mid-air. Looking in the direction of the sound, they saw a Fire Phoenix emanating a red glow. On its back was a white-robed elder, rapidly approaching.
"It’s that old geezer Feng Chibai!"
"Xu Feihong is here too!"
"And others!"
From other directions, other exceptionally powerful auras emerged, clearly belonging to Sky Apex Realm magnates.
"They must have already been in the City of Thunder; otherwise, they couldn’t have arrived so quickly," the nearby Heartbroken Elder added.
"Damn it!" The stern middle-aged man’s face turned ashen. His heart seethed with rage. To think such a meticulous plan would fall short at the very end!
"Since you’ve all come, don’t even think about leaving. Today, let us, the Righteous Martial World, pass judgment on you heinous demons!" Shentu Yan sneered. Sikong Yi and his group’s situation had clearly taken a drastic downturn.
"This time, we were unlucky and admit defeat," Sikong Yi mocked. "However, whether we stay or leave isn’t something you have the ability to decide."
"Still talking tough at a time like this!" Shentu Yan erupted in fury. He took a step forward, his vast True Qi surging and directly transforming into a colossal True Qi blade. With a flash of its edge, the blade tore through the air, attacking Sikong Yi at a terrifying speed.
"Everyone, attack together! Don’t let them escape!" Shentu Yan roared as he struck.
"Humph!" Sikong Yi’s face was grim. His hand seals changed, and a black scroll materialized in his hand. Black light surged forth, and an incredibly dreadful fluctuation continuously emanated from the scroll.
"The Netherworld Scroll?" Gazing at the scroll, Shentu Yan’s expression changed instantly, a deep sense of dread in his eyes.
In this world, Treasures are divided into many types: Sacred Objects, Strange Objects, and Renowned Objects. Of the three, Sacred Objects are the highest tier, followed by Strange Objects, and finally Renowned Objects. Sacred Objects are peerlessly rare; currently, there are no reports of Treasures of this caliber existing within the Five Kingdoms.
The Netherworld Scroll, however, was a peak-tier Strange Object and one of the Saint Witch Religion’s foundational Treasures, possessing the wondrous ability to move mountains and overturn seas.
SWOOSH!
The black scroll quivered lightly, and a streak of black light shot out. With a single sweep, it pulverized Shentu Yan’s attack. Immediately, Sikong Yi’s hand seals shifted, and rings of black light frantically erupted from the scroll, finally forming an Array Map beneath their feet.
The Array Map spread out, transforming the surroundings of Sikong Yi and his companions into a dark, desolate region, emanating a sinister, cold aura as if from the Netherworld itself.
"Hmph! We’ll let you Righteous Path lackeys manage this Martial Arts Monument for a little longer. But when the next great war between the Righteous Path and the Demon Way comes, this Dragon Vein will belong to my Holy Church! At that time, I will ensure rivers of your blood flow!" As the Array Map took form, Sikong Yi sneered at Shentu Yan and the others.
"They’re trying to escape!" Seeing this, Shentu Yan’s expression changed. Just as he was about to strike, the Array Map erupted with a sky-blotting black light. A black pillar of light instantly enveloped Sikong Yi and his group. Then, with a WHOOSH, it transformed into a beam that shot into the sky, vanishing on the spot.