nashuaworldcup Chapter 1429
Chapter 1429
A moment later, in the main hall on the top floor of the Merit Tower, the flowing merit runes suddenly froze.
Outside the hall, the laws of heaven and earth roared, and streams of solemn aura gathered from all directions, landing in the hall and transforming into nine figures.
With Wei Canglan included, there were exactly ten Saint-level experts. The moment their auras intertwined, the entire hall, which was made of Soul-Condensing Jade, trembled slightly, and the runes on the walls were dimmed.
The three men on the left exuded fierce auras. One of them was engulfed in crimson flames, and with each breath, he stirred up the fire energy of heaven and earth, scorching the floor tiles beneath his feet with invisible burn marks.
One man held half a bronze halberd in his hand, the tip of which was surrounded by spatial rifts. Wherever his gaze swept, the air rippled.
The last person was surrounded by a grayish-brown aura, which was the embodiment of the laws of the earth. Standing there, he was like a mountain rooted for eternity, unbreakable.
The four people on the right were much more reserved. One of them was dressed in a black robe, and his body was strangely intertwined with death energy and merit energy. The droplets falling from his fingertips were not water stains, but solidified crystals of laws.
One person had his eyes closed, a celestial rune hanging between his brows, and golden wisps of light emanating from the void around him. He was another mage sent by the Celestial Secrets Bureau.
The remaining two stood side by side, their auras originating from the same source. Both were bound by chains, and the anti-magic runes on the chains would light up from time to time, radiating a domineering power that suppressed evil spirits.
Just as everyone's breathing gradually stabilized, two pitch-black vortexes suddenly collapsed at the entrance of the main hall.
An aura several times stronger than that of other saints poured down, and Wei Canglan subconsciously restrained his aura, even his golden body of merit tensed slightly.
That wasn't a deliberate release of pressure, but rather an instinctive outpouring of one's own laws resonating with the heavens and earth to the extreme—the Saint King was, after all, an existence standing at the pinnacle of the Saint level.
A white-robed cultivator emerged from the vortex on the left. His robes fluttered without wind, and a pale blue law of order surrounded him. Wherever he passed, the chaotic aura was forcibly smoothed out, and even the scorch marks on the floor tiles were restored by the flow of the law.
His gaze fell upon the hall, and without any extra movement, all the saints present subconsciously lowered their eyes, not daring to look him directly in the eye.
From the vortex on the right was a barefoot, muscular man whose skin glowed with a dark golden aura of merit. With each step he took, the hall trembled violently, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the Soul-Condensing Jade floor. He raised his hand and clenched it, and a giant hammer formed from pure merit laws appeared in the void. The hammer's surface was covered with flowing patterns, and faint sounds of law resonated from it.
"Wei Canglan, what is the matter that you have summoned us for?"
The white-robed cultivator spoke, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable authority. As soon as he finished speaking, all the fluctuations of the laws within the hall paused.
Wei Canglan stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Reporting to you two, the Heavenly Secrets Division's prediction has come true. The Heavenly Demon is already active on the outskirts of Tianqi City, sending bandits to collect spiritual materials such as the Gathering Sea Pill, seemingly to treat his companions. Just now, our informant reported that the bandits' tracks point to Black Wind Stronghold, 500 miles southeast of the city, where the Heavenly Demon is most likely hiding."
The barefoot, burly man grinned, lightly tapping his giant hammer in his palm. The power of the laws vibrated, causing the air to hum: "Finally, we've found a trace. Last time, this little devil escaped. This time, we'll crush his soul!"
The black-robed saint suddenly spoke: "The Heavenly Demon is cunning and can combine merit with the laws of demons, so we must not be careless. In my opinion, we need to divide our forces."
The white-robed cultivator nodded, his gaze sweeping over the crowd: "You two stay behind at the Merit Tower and activate the core forbidden array of the main hall to prevent the Heavenly Demon from launching a feint attack. The remaining six of you will accompany me and Chi Yan to Black Wind Stronghold. Upon arrival, immediately set up the Heavenly Searching Divine Realm to lock down the spatial rifts and give it no chance to escape."
The two saints who were called upon responded to the order. One of them walked to the corner of the hall, pressed his fingertips on the runes on the wall, and began to activate the restriction array; the other took out a gilded token, which was suspended in mid-air and emitted a defensive halo that enveloped the entire Merit Tower.
A fierce glint flashed in Wei Canglan's eyes: "This time, all ten of us have gathered together, and with two more lords in command, once the Searching Heaven Divine Realm is activated, we will surely be able to achieve our goal in one fell swoop and completely eliminate the Heavenly Demon!"
The barefoot, burly man laughed loudly and stepped forward first: "Stop talking nonsense, hurry up! Lest that little devil try any more tricks!"
The group of eight figures flashed, instantly passing through the top floor of the Merit Tower, transforming into eight dazzling streams of light and speeding towards the southeast of the city.
The speed of a Saint-level expert has long surpassed the physical limits. His body is enveloped by laws, deliberately concealing his form. He is silent and stealthy, and in just a moment, Black Wind Stronghold appears in the distant sky.
"Form the formation!" the white-robed cultivator shouted, and the eight people instantly dispersed, standing in the Bagua formation. A golden rune appeared in the palm of each person's hand, rising into the air and weaving into a huge net of laws in the void.
The Searching Heaven Divine Realm is a formation specifically used by the Divine Court to lock onto high-level cultivators. Guided by the laws of eight Saint-level experts, it can cover a range of thousands of miles. Even if the opponent conceals their aura or merges into a spatial rift, their location can still be accurately pinpointed.
As the runes flowed, the formation was activated with a roar, and a pale golden halo spread out from the net, instantly enveloping the entire Black Wind Stronghold and the surrounding mountains and forests.
Within the formation, space was completely imprisoned; even the wind ceased to flow, and no fluctuation of any law could be concealed.
"Found it!" the barefoot strongman roared, pointing his giant hammer deep into the forest. "It's right there! The demonic energy is incredibly pure, and it's interwoven with the laws of merit. It's undoubtedly a Heavenly Demon!"
Everyone looked in that direction and saw a dark figure hidden in the shadows within the area covered by the array's light. The figure's aura was extremely restrained, yet it was still firmly locked onto by the net of laws of the Heavenly Searching God Realm.
A look of wild joy flashed in Wei Canglan's eyes, and his Golden Body of Merit instantly appeared. Just as he was about to activate the laws to launch an attack, he saw the black shadow suddenly move.
Without a deafening sound, the black figure suddenly unleashed a golden-black intertwined power of law, forcefully tearing apart a portion of the Heavenly Searching Divine Realm's confinement.
A flash of gold and black patterns appeared beneath his feet. He activated the Void Concealing Breath Step to its limit, transforming his figure into an elusive afterimage as he sped away along the crack in the array.
That speed far exceeded that of ordinary early-stage Saint-level cultivators, and was even several times faster than Wei Canglan at his peak.
Just as the net of laws of the Heavenly Divine Realm was about to tighten, the black shadow rushed out of the hundred-mile range, leaving only a faint wisp of demonic energy that quickly dissipated in the array's halo.
"Chase!" The white-robed cultivator's expression darkened slightly, and the laws of order around him surged as he took the lead in giving chase. "He broke the formation head-on, so his aura must be disordered. The Heavenly Searching Divine Realm can lock onto him again!"
The barefoot strongman roared and smashed his giant hammer into the void, forcibly tearing open a spatial shortcut. Eight figures followed closely behind, rushing towards the direction in which the black shadow had fled.
In the mountains and forests, only the residual fluctuations of the laws of the Heavenly Searching Divine Realm and the shattered fragments of rocks remained, slowly drifting down in the wind.