Limitless Ascension: Strength Amid Adversity – Chapter 208

Because in his eyes, the young man showed neither despair nor panic, but instead wore…

A look of disdain!

Yeah, that’s right! Disdain!

Mingye found it utterly absurd. What kind of attitude was that?

You’re about to die, and who are you putting on a show for?!

The more he thought about it, the angrier he got, and in a fit of rage, he laughed and said, “Good! Just splendid! I’ll stand right here and watch you die!”

He couldn’t believe that under the power of the Prisoner-slaying Formation, even an Immortal Sovereign could meet their end immediately. What kind of ability could a mere True Immortal like this guy have?

Compared to Immortal Sovereigns, True Immortals were like ants!

This kid was surely doomed!

Just as panic surged through the Eastern Domain army, Ye Junlin, looking at the Great Formation enveloping them, wore an expression full of disdain.

“Full of holes, trash, complete trash!”

Ye Junlin sneered.

Not long after he entered the Underworld Abyss, the system had already given him the signing-in reward.

It was a top-tier experience pack from a Heavenly Formation Master!

After claiming the reward, a wealth of formation knowledge flooded his mind, all of the highest caliber.

Even his manipulation of Heavenly Grade formations seemed as if he had studied and practiced for countless years, creating a muscle memory that was simply flawless.

In short, Ye Junlin had already achieved the peak level of a Nine-rank Heavenly Formation Master!

And with his Immortal King-level mental power hitting a hundred tiers, he met all the requirements to set up a Nine-rank Heavenly Formation!

So, when Mingye activated the Prisoner-slaying Formation, to Ye Junlin, this formation had no secrets left, every flaw laid bare.

How should I put it? It was just pathetic!

What Mingye didn’t know was that this Six-rank Heavenly Formation, after enduring long years without maintenance, had developed some issues, making it basically hollow and full of holes.

Saying it was a Six-rank formation was an overestimation; in reality, it had already dropped to a Three-rank level.

Even so, it could easily trap and kill most Profound Immortals!

But in the eyes of a Nine-rank Formation Master like Ye Junlin, this Three-rank formation was an utter shoddy piece of work, with flaws and holes that could be seen at a glance.

That’s exactly why he had that look of disdain.

“So scary! Is the Mouse gonna die?” Feeling the terrifying energy permeating the formation, Bai Xiaoxi trembled in fear.

Suddenly, she saw a familiar figure digging a hole nearby, jumping in, almost completely buried in the dirt with only their little head sticking out.

This bowl-cut boy had his eyes closed, seemingly waiting for something quietly.

“Fourth Junior Brother, what are you doing?” Bai Xiaoxi stared wide-eyed at this behavior.

The Great Mushroom King opened his eyes, looking a bit helpless. “Senior Sister Bai, can’t you see? I’m waiting to die.”

Bai Xiaoxi was dumbfounded.

She understood the logic, but why use this method?

Could it be that this way, dying would be quicker?

Less painful?

Noticing the silver-haired girl’s confusion, the Great Mushroom King patiently explained, “My true form is a mushroom that used to grow in the soil, so I enjoy being wrapped in dirt. Now that the end is near, why not assume my most comfortable position to welcome death?”

Hearing this clear logic, Bai Xiaoxi tilted her head, her big eyes sparkling with clarity, “The most comfortable position?”

What was her most comfortable position?

Regarding Fourth Junior Brother’s suggestion, Bai Xiaoxi found it quite reasonable.

Her true form was a White-haired Mouse, and she loved eating delicious food the most. Choosing a death posture suited for herself undoubtedly had to do with food.

“The Mouse knows what to do now!”

Bai Xiaoxi excitedly ran to the workbench, brought out the pastries and milk tea she had made earlier, and began to chow down.

Her cheeks puffed out, mouth stuffed full.

“Senior Sister Bai, how can you still eat at a time like this?” The Great Mushroom King was a bit baffled.

“The Mouse needs to eat more, so it’s better for the Top Lane~”

Bai Xiaoxi, with a heart ready to take the final leap, was gorging herself down, wanting to greet death in the happiest way possible.

“Uh,” the Great Mushroom King had nothing to say and simply closed his eyes, waiting for death.

Swoosh!

Just as the Prisoner-slaying Formation was brewing its murderous intent to wipe out all the cultivators inside, suddenly, for some unknown reason, the entire Great Formation seemed to jam, and at that moment, it fell silent.

“What’s going on?!” Just moments ago confident, Mingye’s expression changed when he saw this, an ominous premonition creeping into his heart.

“Hmm?”

All the cultivators were stunned, the wailing suddenly ceased as they were confused by this abrupt phenomenon.

Xue Wuhen sensed something and turned to look in that direction, uncertain, “Could it be…?”

In the field of vision, that silver-haired youth stood with one hand behind his back and the other pointing with his index finger, maintaining a pose pointing to the upper left. His fingertip was surrounded by celestial light, exuding an ethereal, transcendent air, much like an immortal showing the way.

“Awesome, awesome, it really stopped!”

Ye Junlin was pleased; according to the knowledge from the Nine-rank Heavenly Formation Master in his mind, he had hundreds of countermeasures against this formation.

So he’d just found the weak point and interrupted the operation of the Great Formation with a single finger!

“It’s not over yet, just watch me break –>>

this formation!”

Having seen through all of the formation’s flaws, Ye Junlin, confidently gathering his immortal power at his fingertip, began his personal showcase.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh~

Brilliant beams shot out everywhere, each striking the various weaknesses precisely, the light shimmering like some mystical resonance.

“What’s Elder Ye up to?”

Seeing this action, all the cultivators stared in shock.

They couldn’t figure out what Ye Junlin was doing, but somehow, they felt it was immensely impressive.

“He’s the one who made this formation stop!” Hong Qianye was greatly shocked, a spark of hope rising in her heart.

Outside the formation, the previously mocking beings of the Underworld Abyss found their laughter snuffed out, looking at one another in confusion.

King Dāngyōu asked in surprise, “Why did the formation suddenly stop? Is it related to that Ye Junlin?”

“Don’t panic, this kid is just putting on a show!” Wan Changwei said, his forehead jittering, attempting to act calm. “The God Envoy set up this formation; how could he interfere?!”

“God Envoy, am I right?” While saying this, Wan Changwei assumed an eager-to-please expression, looking up to Mingye.

“Hmm? What are you…”

In the next second, Wan Changwei froze.

He realized Mingye was trembling all over, beads of sweat trickling down his forehead, his lips quivering, eyes wide in disbelief.

At that moment, Mingye’s expression was one of shock, breathing rapidly. Coming from an outer world race, he was naturally well-informed. Seeing the formation abruptly halt and Ye Junlin’s actions, a realization began to dawn.

This guy is cracking the formation!!!

That’s right, Mingye realized, Ye Junlin was in the process of breaking the Prisoner-slaying Formation!

A formation can be set to kill; correspondingly, it can also be cracked by the enemy.

However, breaking a formation requires a vastly superior formation level. Any mistake could result in serious backlash. It needed powerful mental power to support the endeavor.

This was akin to dancing on a tightrope strung across a cliff; a single misstep could lead to a catastrophic fall.

And the fact that the other party could carry out the process so smoothly and gracefully meant he possessed the formation level and mental power to completely cover the Prisoner-slaying Formation.

This also meant this person was a true Heavenly Formation Master!

When this thought crossed his mind, Mingye’s first reaction was disbelief.

What a joke!

A Heavenly Formation Master?!

In this Kunlun Realm, there’s actually a Heavenly Formation Master?

The minimum mental power standard to be a Heavenly Formation Master is surely above fifty tiers, right?

To reach such a level of mental power, one would already be among the best of Profound Immortals, yet how could Ye Junlin, a mere True Immortal, have the mental power fitting for a Heavenly Formation Master?

Under normal circumstances, a True Immortal’s mental power barely reaches twenty tiers, and even with effort, it wouldn’t exceed thirty tiers!

And how did he reach this Heavenly Formation Master level?

It was beyond comprehension, truly beyond comprehension!

Mingye understood well the esteemed status of a Heavenly Formation Master.

Even in his underworld race, they were treated with worship, and even to some extent, even Immortal Sovereigns had to treat them with deference and respect.

Because every Heavenly Formation Master has enormous strategic value. The formations they set can take the essence of heaven and earth, impacting the rise and fall of races, causing countless immortals to vanish into thin air.

Now, seeing this Kunlun Realm native turn out to be a Heavenly Formation Master, the shock that hit Mingye far surpassed everything he had experienced before!

“He’s a Heavenly Formation Master! He’s a Heavenly Formation Master…” Mingye’s scalp tingled as he mumbled, a wave of great panic flooding his heart.

At that moment, he was utterly terrified.

“What’s a Heavenly Formation Master?” Wan Changwei didn’t grasp the concept, for in Kunlun Realm, formation masters were traditionally classified from rank one to nine, with nine-rank being the strongest.

Hearing this new term from Mingye’s mouth, he was not only surprised but also filled with deep trepidation.

Being skilled at reading faces, he noticed that the God Envoy, once so confident and secure, had now displayed a rare look of panic.

This made Wan Changwei feel extremely uneasy!

Creak creak creak creak…

However, just at that critical moment, the Great Formation began to show signs of cracking, revealing distressing fissures, like an old building about to collapse after its support beams had been removed.

The dazzling beams of light zipped around, accurately striking all the formation’s weak points.

Then, amidst countless astonished gazes, Ye Junlin nonchalantly flicked his finger, “Break for me!”

With the last beam of light shooting towards the formation’s critical spot, a chain reaction instantly unfolded, and the Prisoner-slaying Formation collapsed at a visible speed.

Boom!!!

A cloud of dust enveloped the area, energy flows in disarray.

At this moment, everyone stared blankly, their pupils reflecting that unparalleled figure, their hearts overwhelmed with shock.

“Elder Ye actually…”

Xue Wuhen swallowed hard, struggling to say, “Flicking his finger to break the formation…”