Chapter 119

Chapter 119: Mastering a Hundred Arts? (Four Updates)

“Master Liu, your Grand Dao Sect’s Great Formation of the Divine Evolution is unbelievably powerful! Which grand formation master crafted it?”

“What a terrifying formation! It withstood so many attacks?”

“The alien coalition has been turned into complete idiots, hahaha! If we hold on for another three to five days, we might wipe them all out!”

Everyone was particularly thrilled by the performance of the protective formation.

When attacking a major sect, the most troublesome aspect is the protective formation.

The defining characteristics of such formations are their myriad bases, intricate structures, and exceptionally strong defenses, allowing for both offense and defense.

This means those inside can attack those outside, while those outside can’t inflict harm unless the formation is breached.

Liu Changfeng was also a bit bewildered.

This Grand Dao Sect’s protective formation wasn’t something he hadn’t practiced before.

He was somewhat aware of how much punishment it could withstand.

Why was it so resilient today?

“Elder Yuntian, have you improved this formation?” Liu Changfeng looked at an elder with a full head of white hair.

Elder Yuntian lightly stroked his beard.

“I merely took Lu Ye on a little tour of the protective formation and didn’t expect such great gains. Lu Ye’s understanding of formations is truly astonishing!”

“Huh? He can do formations?” Daoist Qinghu was utterly shocked.

“Huh? With that attitude, does he also excel at alchemy?”

The two exchanged glances, confirming that Lu Ye indeed seemed to be skilled, and not just skilled, but surpassed them in expertise.

Liu Changfeng…

Alright, alright!

Last time, Sun Ruowei ordered him to have Lu Ye save Bai Qiulan, and he claimed Lu Ye was useless in every way—that wasn’t just a casual remark; he genuinely believed Lu Ye lacked versatility after all, Lu Ye had only been cultivating for such a short time!

“At least he can’t forge artifacts…”

Elder Yuntian raised an eyebrow, “Can do alchemy, can set formations—you’re not seriously thinking he can’t forge artifacts, are you?”

…

Boom, boom, boom!

On the Grand Dao Sect’s side, various spells were still striking wildly!

The alien coalition had become utterly confused.

Especially the close-combat forces of the coalition, sharpening their blades, sharpening their blades, sharpening their blades…

They had ground their weapons to paper-thin—why hadn’t it been their turn yet?

The prolonged assault was a significant blow to morale.

They didn’t understand what these strong beings were doing, as they hadn’t breached the formation yet!

After another fifteen minutes of this!

Finally, cracks appeared in the formation.

The coalition’s morale surged at this moment.

Lu Ye reckoned that the formation could hold for no more than another half hour; he had already secretly shed a substantial amount of tears.

At this moment, he was fighting to suppress his sorrow; crying so easily was seriously impacting his image.

He resolved, he couldn’t cry anymore.

Must hold on!

Another quarter-hour passed.

The coalition suffered heavy casualties without even engaging in close combat; just trying to breach the formation had cost them at least a quarter of their numbers.

The formation was wobbling.

Just a quarter-hour ago, the coalition felt they saw a glimmer of hope, but now, that hope had turned into a sinking sunset.

Many even felt despair creeping in.

Was this formation just pretending to break to lure them into an endless siege of deaths?

The Vermilion Bird observed this scene, knowing full well that Lu Ye had modified the formation.

Lu Ye’s terror lay in his boundless mastery.

Spells, Dao, fists, swords, alchemy, formations, talismans, artifacts…

There was nothing he couldn’t do.

And not just do; he was highly proficient at it! Many who dedicated their lives to these skills couldn’t even match Lu Ye.

How terrifying!

The Vermilion Bird felt a hint of relief, relieved she had been ruthless enough to let Shen Xitang self-destruct.

If Shen Xitang had truly ventured to plead with Lu Ye, given Lu Ye’s protective nature, it would have been strange if he hadn’t wiped out the Demon Clan.

Only Shen Xitang could be blamed for her own misfortune…

A quarter-hour passed again.

Lu Ye’s eyes started to redden.

It wasn’t tears he was holding back, but a killing intent filled with rage that began to engulf him, brewing throughout his body.

He couldn’t hold it anymore!

With a thunderous roar—

The Grand Dao Sect’s protective formation shattered completely.

“Kill!”

Boom!

Lu Ye’s figure darted forth like lightning, charging toward the alien coalition.

Kill!

Countless roars erupted.

Sword lights filled the air, yet none could match Lu Ye’s speed.

He alone surged toward that black square formation that seemed endless, blood fog swirling like wolf smoke reaching up to the sky.

Liu Changfeng’s eyelids twitched.

So fierce?

This was dangerous!

“A Sword to Slay Deities!”

Lu Ye roared.

Yes, this was a technique from Chu Ling’s **Great Slaughter Sword Canon**.

The Stone Sword buzzed, and a giant sword light swept out.

It collided heavily with the coalition.

“Puff, puff, puff…”

A massive amount of blood fog exploded.

The swords Chu Ling could wield, he could wield; the swords she couldn’t, he could also wield.

“Surround and kill him!”

The Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor’s gaze immediately fixated on Lu Ye, ice-cold with a hint of fear, as Lu Ye had genuinely stunned him during their competition over the Dao.

Upon receiving the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor’s order, seven Scattered Deities and five in the Transcending Tribulation Realm all charged at Lu Ye.

Under Lu Ye’s feet, brilliance spread forth, and on the ground, countless lines of light blossomed like flowers, forming a mind-boggling spell imprint.

He stepped right into the center of the spell imprint.

“Boom!”

Within a hundred miles, all aliens were instantly obliterated by beams of light erupting from the ground.

“Die!”

In the midst of the overwhelming killing intent, Lu Ye found it impossible to hold back his sorrow any longer; tears streamed from his blood-red eyes.

The strong had arrived.

A gigantic umbrella opened above Lu Ye, its light enveloping him, only to be cleaved in half by a sword strike.

Celestial Lord Fist!

In that moment, the world held meaning only for that punch.

With one punch, two Scattered Deities turned into blood fog, completely vanishing from existence.

“Clang, clang, clang…”

A large blade came crashing down, again and again.

Lu Ye clashed with his Stone Sword, hacking away, causing the Stone Sword to tremble incessantly while the Transcending Tribulation warrior holding the big blade was forced to drop his weapon.

A sword sliced past him, leaving a long scar on the earth.

The Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor’s expression shifted dramatically.

This Lu Ye’s speed of growth was far too fast; how could it increase to such a degree?

This can’t be!

“I will kill him!”

The Ancient God King’s eyes burned with excitement and rage; Lu Ye had taken numerous treasures from his Divine Clan and slain many of their prodigies.

He had longed to kill him.

Stepping forward, thick armor appeared on the Ancient God King’s body, his stature increased, and his aura surged terrifyingly as a dreadful pressure spread in all directions.

The slaughtering Lu Ye paused.

He turned to look at the Ancient God King charging at him.

Come!

Heavenly Silkworm Nine Transformations!

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