Sovereign to Immortality

Chapter 1245 – Ignition

The Sanqing Hall at the top of the Ziyun Peak was originally the location of the entire Ten Faced Assassin Formation. Even if the formation was fused into the formation before the Sima Guang Hall died, it would allow the operation of the Great Formation to not be affected much, even after the Sanqing Hall was destroyed. However, when Yang Junshan cut the entire Ziyun Peak in half, the entire formation system inevitably suffered an enormous weakening.

The two cultivators at the side of the path of lightning naturally saw it. Even though both parties were shocked by the strength that Yang Junshan had displayed, their minds were completely different. The one outside was worried, while the other side, the other side, was overjoyed.

However, Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered and the rest were already at the end of their tether. As long as Yang Junshan did not personally assist them, they would not even have the strength to break out of the encirclement.

And it was at this moment that a loud rolling noise came from the horizon, followed by a muffled roar that resounded through the horizon: “Sky Execution!”

The faces of Zen Master Zhi Yuan, the Strong Kui Great Witch and the Western Goblin King Xiang Jian, the three alien Daofathers immediately changed, and they shouted, “Not good, don’t take it head-on!”

As the sound of his voice faded, the clouds above the foreign land were torn apart and a massive seal wrapped in flames fell from the sky. Everyone around the seal quickly dodged, afraid that they wouldn’t be able to escape in time.

Then, a sound similar to the shattering of porcelain was heard. It was followed by more and more sounds that became denser and denser. It gradually formed a long line and even had an unending momentum.

After Yang Junshan had unleashed his full strength of multiple prideful abilities and crushed all parts of the Ziyun Peak that were above the mountain waist area, the truth was that the ten sides of the Daofather Assassin System had been almost one-third destroyed.

When the Mountain Monarch Seal descended from the sky with the power of the Celestial Destroyer Dao Arts, it finally landed near the thunder lagoon’s entrance. At the same time, it was also the location where the three precious formations spread out from the entire ten-sided ambush array system, surrounding and gathering.

Which is to say that by this point, the ten-sided ambush array system that had enveloped the entire Ziyun Peak could be considered as having been broken, but it was still forcefully broken by Yang Junshan.

Looking at the problem from the perspective of an array master, the method he used must have been despised by the Sima Guang Hall, and would not have had the chance to obtain the inheritance of the array dao that he left behind, unless —

The fall of the Mountain Monarch Seal caused the entire formation system to completely collapse, but Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered’s eyes lit up and he shouted loudly: “The time has come! Everyone, follow me to break out of the encirclement!”

Before Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered even finished his sentence, a figure had already flashed past him, heading straight for the location where the Heavenly Execution Dao Arts’ ability had exploded.

Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered was startled. He could see clearly that the person was Qian Xuandao, but this old fox was clearly injured, and now he did not look like he was injured at all. He was clearly wounded to protect his own strength, and he did not even hesitate to watch the others survive the onslaught of attacks from the Alien Cultivator.

Because of that, when the time to break through the encirclement came, Qian Xuandao immediately used all his strength and ran in front of everyone. After all, the reason to live sometimes was not because of how fast you ran, but rather, whether or not you ran faster than others.

This Qian Xuandao might be slightly weaker than the Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered, who was at the peak of his strength, but when it came to his crafty life saving ability, the former was probably the real old Huang Ting.

Even though Grand Taoist Bronze Whiskered was furious, he couldn’t flare up at this critical juncture. He could only fiercely wave his hand behind him and say: “Quick, follow me!”

The remaining three Dao Patriarchs of the Violet Firmament Pavilion, Taoist Miaochi, and Sang Wuji all rushed out together. In the end, Taoist Miaochi, who was heavily injured by the three Dao Patriarchs of the Violet Firmament Pavilion, was able to slow down the speed of the other two.

Aesult, when the Alien Cultivator who had reacted to the situation rushed over from different directions to intercept the attack, they bumped into Sang Wuji and the rest. A chaotic battle immediately broke out, different from the previous siege on the Thunder Door, it was a complete free-for-all.

Fortunately, Qian Xuandao, who had already broken out of the encirclement at this time, had not given up on his last bit of conscience yet. In a situation where he felt that he was completely safe, he actually flipped his body and killed his way back to try to help the other people who were trapped. However, this person was cunning and sly, even if he were to help them, he would only hide far away.

Taoist Yang Bai, on the other hand, seemed to be scared out of his wits. After breaking through the encirclement behind Qian Xuandao, he did not stop at all, and continued to escape without even looking at the other people who were trapped in the battle behind him.

Even Yang Junshan, who had rushed over from afar to provide support, shouted at him. “What are you being anxious for?

However, the Taoist Yang Bai was already running away like a wisp of smoke.

Yang Junshan shook his head and continued to meet up with Qian Xuandao. With a sweep of the Sky Breaking Mace, a purple gold pillar of light unreasonably merged into the battle.

At this time, a scream came from the void far behind them.

Qian Xuandao and Yang Junshan were shocked, they turned to look, only to see the Taoist Yang Bai whose body had been blown away covered in blood, and at the direction where he had been running, a Shi nationality cultivator whose robes had been torn to shreds, and whose upper body was only left within but golden skin standing there.

This skinny old man was the senior of the Shi nationality, Huang Ting Zhi Yuan. This Huang Ting Shi Xiu actually dared to take the risk and use the remnants of the formation’s power to travel through space when the formation was starting to collapse, relying on Shi nationality’s body tempering ability to successfully resist the spatial tear, and had also successfully ambushed the Taoist Yang Bai, who was also a Dao Ancestor of Huang Ting, and heavily injured him in one go.

After being heavily injured, Taoist Yang Bai was obviously regretting his decision. He immediately retreated and tried to reunite with Yang Junshan and the others again.

However, at this time, perhaps it was because he knew that the injured Taoist Yang Bai would have an advantage, but while he was in the midst of retreating in a sorry state, a white-robed Lightning Calamity cultivator with an elegant and unrestrained appearance suddenly rushed out, shaking his hand and pulled out a mask that looked to be warping on his face, covering Taoist Yang Bai’s face.

Who else could this white-robed cultivator be other than Young Master Xu?

That mask was also Young Master Xu’s personal magic treasure. As long as it covered a person’s face, they would be able to tear off a piece of human skin and assimilate it into their magic treasure.

Even though he had been severely injured by Zen Master Zhi Yuan, to Young Master Xu, Taoist Yang Bai was a camel that was bigger than a horse. He directly grabbed onto the mask and ruthlessly tore it apart. Amidst strange screams with different tones, countless faces floated out from the mask.

But just at this moment, a vortex appeared around Taoist Yang Bai, wrapping up most of the masks that rushed up. Countless wind blades appeared from the vortex, followed by many broken masks that were flung out of the vortex.

This time, the one screaming was not the masks, but Young Master Xu not too far away.

As for the seemingly elegant Master Xu, a streak of white blood appeared on his face, making him look like a ferocious ghost.

Fortunately, Young Master Xu still managed to suppress the urge to retreat and reunite with Yang Junshan and the rest.

Zen Master Zhi Yuan took the opportunity to catch up again and struck out his palm towards Taoist Yang Bai’s chest. The gigantic tornado immediately collapsed, and the remaining few dozen feet of mask quickly closed, flying in Young Master Xu’s direction, while this time, Taoist Yang Bai could not even make a sound, all the blood flowing out of his eyes, nose and ears, followed by his entire body quickly dropping to the ground, a huge palm imprint appeared on the ground while the Taoist Yang Bai himself embedded himself deep into the palm.

Very suddenly, Zen Master Zhi Yuan opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood that glimmered with a gold light, his entire body immediately became weak, his originally skinny body now looked like it was about to collapse into a ball, obviously just waiting for the chance to kill Taoist Yang Bai, this Zen Master Zhi Yuan had also paid a heavy price.

With great difficulty, he raised his head and looked at Yang Junshan with killing intent, but Zen Master Zhi Yuan did not dare stay any longer, and quickly turned around and left in another direction.

“The Shi nationality’s hand seal ability?” Yang Junshan frowned, and muttered to himself.

“It’s not a big handprint, but equivalent to a Dao Rank ‘Five Fingers Mountain’ sacred art. Moreover, this Shi nationality sacred art should be ranked as one of the highest in terms of even Dao Arts.” Qian Xuandao suddenly explained.

Yang Junshan nodded his head, with a look of understanding on his face, he suddenly seemed to have sensed something, and quickly turned his head to look towards the back of the battle, only to see a bright white light suddenly covering his eyes, and his ears losing all sense of hearing.

“Someone ignited the lightning well! Retreat!”

Yang Junshan anxiously retreated with all his might, at the same time he used all his might to shout, but he did not hear a sound.

Not far away, Qian Xuandao seemed to have realized the danger, and flew backwards while Yang Junshan was retreating, and he seemed to be shouting at Yang Junshan, but no sound came out. Soon after, Qian Xuandao’s face revealed a look of panic and anxiety.

A few of them came for Yang Junshan’s direction, and could not tell whether they were friends or foes. Thus, Yang Junshan could only fly backwards, and retreat again, at the same time raising his wariness to the maximum, he would go all out to fight against them if he discovered that something was amiss.