20demayo 640. Leave a gap
640. Leave a gap
A green aura appeared in front of Wei Jiangyuan, and then a streak of emerald light streaked across the sky, as if cutting the sky in two.
A mysterious soul force once again blocked Ling Fengzhui's path, who was wearing a ghost-head mask. The moment the green light touched the soul barrier in front of Ling Fengzhui, the power of rebirth and annihilation erupted simultaneously. This time, the soul force finally loosened. This force was not strong, but it was like the passage of time—calm yet unstoppable!
Unstoppable?
The power of the soul ultimately dissipated most of that power, but Wei Jiangyuan's miraculous strike still worked, clearing away all the obstacles that Xiao Yan would encounter.
At this moment, Xiao Yan's mind was extremely calm. His aura had reached its peak. As if by unspoken agreement, a sharp light even shot from Xiao Yan's eyes. He sensed the opportunity he had been waiting for.
Xiao Yan held the Xuanzhong Ruler, which was completely enveloped by the strange fire, and the faint phantom of the Heavenly Demon Phoenix overlapped with his figure.
Flames divide and devour waves!
A wave exceeding thirty feet in length was thrust out from Xiao Yan's hand, seemingly tearing the night sky apart in an instant. The Heavenly Demon Phoenix's piercing cry, which shook all living beings, resounded throughout the air, carrying even a sense of an inviolable imperial authority.
The crimson waves surged forth like muffled thunder, the raging flames seeming to destroy everything in their path.
Now, even the usually calm Ling Fengzhui had a hint of annoyance in his eyes as he faced the Chi Lang. The Chi Lang would not stop because of the will of one or two people; it charged forward with an unstoppable momentum.
"What is that?"
"It's a Heaven-Rank Fighting Technique, definitely a Heaven-Rank Fighting Technique!"
"That person looks like Xiao Yan, how is that possible?!"
"Look, this attack is probably no weaker than the previous strike!"
Wei Jiangyuan had been an observer on both occasions, so he had a much clearer view than the average person. He was able to determine that Xiao Yan's attack was definitely not as powerful as Qing Lin's strike, but it was certainly not weak either.
Xiao Yan's attack was probably already approaching the power of a Heaven-rank fighting technique. Of course, because this fighting technique itself is still immature and crude in some aspects, it cannot be said that it has truly crossed the crucial step between Heaven-rank and Earth-rank fighting techniques.
Of course, Wei Jiangyuan also had some doubts. Xiao Yan's previous attack was clearly a ruler-type fighting technique, and it was much more mature than his current move. If he used that move, and with the upgrade of his weapon, its power might be three times greater.
But there is no doubt that Xiao Yan's attack was very strong, extremely strong!
Wei Jiangyuan would never know that Xiao Yan had been learning the Flame Splitting Wave Ruler since shortly after he advanced to the Lesser Dou Zhe level, and he continued to do so until today. Xiao Yan had abandoned the Eight Extremes Collapse technique for some time, but the Flame Splitting Wave Ruler always shone brightly in his hands. Xiao Yan himself had lost count of how many times he had used the Flame Splitting Wave Ruler in battle.
Therefore, in that situation just now, after he finished gathering his strength, he subconsciously used not the more powerful Heavenly Desolation Ruler, but the Flame Dividing Wave Ruler that had accompanied him for so long. The power of the Flame Dividing Wave Ruler was thus amplified like never before; the power it unleashed was so great that even a Nine-Star Dou Zun would have to avoid its edge!
Boom—
The enormous wave finally erupted unchecked in mid-air, its terrifying strange fire energy swirling together, and the Spirit Clan's still-unfinished grand formation began to churn once more. Crystalline cracks formed at the edges of the flame wave, vacuum fractures created by the extreme heat incinerating the energy of heaven and earth. The influx of immense power posed a tremendous test to the grand formation itself.
The great array of light that the Spirit Race was healing was like a fragile glass lamp. As soon as it came into contact with the shield, it melted open with a crimson gap, as if cast from molten lava. The turbulent energy flow turned into fire snakes and crawled rapidly along the gap in the shield.
"Damn it!" Ling Fengzhui emerged somewhat disheveled from the flames. Looking at the now-dimmed array plate in his hand, his eyes, visible beneath the ghost mask, blazed with undisguised rage.
He was almost finished with the repairs; given ten more breaths, he was certain he could complete them. But time waits for no one. At the very last moment, Xiao Yan's attack arrived. The power Xiao Yan had unleashed was simply too great, and his defensive measures had failed. He couldn't allow Xiao Yan's strike to land on him, and ultimately, the repairs were left unfinished.
The sealing array, which was originally intended to be restored to perfection, has finally left a gap. And his array plate has lost its luster; he has done all he could, and there is little point in continuing to repair it.
The ten closest Spirit Race Dou Zun powerhouses were all injured to varying degrees by this attack.
Someone let out a muffled groan, their movements trembling.
Some people suddenly coughed up blood and lost their grip on the array.
The three who suffered the worst were as pale as paper, and after vomiting blood, they fell into a coma, plummeting from the sky like kites with broken strings.
The great formation was shaken twice. The first time, Qing Lin used her full power to unleash a Heaven-Rank Battle Technique, tearing a huge gash in it. Although Xiao Yan's current strike is still weaker than Qing Lin's on paper, its effect is not bad, because Xiao Yan is only facing a formation that has just been broken.
The residual force of the flames formed a scorching hurricane that swept across the battlefield. The charred spatial rifts remained unextinguished, and the chaotic strange fire energy continued to surge like lava within the cracks. The Xuan Heavy Ruler, forged by Heika, now displayed its ferocious power.
Several spirit guards rushed over because of the commotion, and upon seeing Ling Fengzhui, they all respectfully greeted him, "Commander!"
Ling Fengzhui also sighed softly, somewhat helplessly: "The repair of the great formation was ultimately not completed. You few go to the nearest location to provide protection, and absolutely do not allow any aura to leak out."
It can only be said that the Spirit Clan's grand formation is ultimately wondrous. Although it didn't completely mend the situation, it could still isolate all spatial energy and prevent anyone from leaving Saint Pill City. Xiao Yan's attack weakened the formation considerably, but it still left a gap, which could become a breakthrough point given the opportunity.
The Spirit Guards received Ling Fengzhui's orders, and one of the leaders still had a hint of worry in his eyes: "What about here?"
Ling Fengzhui was no longer looking at the spirit guards, but instead staring at Xiao Yan and Wei Jiangyuan, who had just unleashed two powerful fighting techniques. Without these two, the formation wouldn't have such a flaw.
Wei Jiangyuan and Xiao Yan did not leave, clearly preparing to continue their attack later!
Ling Feng twisted his wrist, and a powerful burst of fighting spirit erupted from his body, like a beast that had been suppressed for a long time being released.
"Go ahead without worry, I'll take care of things here."