Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

After the illusion solidified, it emitted golden rays, its aura incomparably pure, like a sacred object of the Daoist school.

The cultivators who witnessed this couldn't help but reveal expressions of fear.

Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators, with their lower realms and limited perspectives, were merely intimidated by its appearance.

However, Core Formation cultivators, possessing a deeper understanding of Daoist techniques, clearly felt a pure, top-down pressure emanating from the illusion. It wasn't a difference in power, but a difference in level, making it impossible to generate even the slightest resistance.

This wasn't even the feeling of facing a Nascent Soul cultivator directly; it was the feeling of being separated by a great formation, unable to gain even a shred of protection, and knowing they would be directly obliterated by that powerful force.

Liu Yuanqing's face contorted in a grimace, sweat seeping from the spiritual talisman he held in his hand.

He desperately suppressed his fear, pressing his fingers tightly together, not daring to let any of them move even a fraction, lest he activate the golden sword纹.

Du Fuming looked down at the crowd below, his eyes flashing with sharp light, and shouted, "Watch carefully, this move is called Golden Sun Extinction. As long as there are no Nascent Soul True Souls to stop me, I will use it three times a day, and see how many days this grand formation can last!"

These words were not directed at Liu Yuanqing; the intention was self-evident. It was a psychological tactic.

Liu Yuanqing's face was gloomy, but he still stood upright and unmoving.

In the dazzling golden light, the illusion moved. It leaped gently, extending a palm that seemed capable of covering the sky, and slammed down forcefully on the area that had been repeatedly attacked earlier.

"Whoosh!"

There was no violent sound as expected, but as if a gust of wind had blown by, everyone in the formation felt a scorching wind pass behind them, yet their clothes did not stir.

After a moment, they only felt a burning sensation all over their bodies, an ineradicable heat rising from the depths of their hearts, as if to burn their internal organs and even their souls to ashes.

The Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators with weaker cultivations and poorer mental fortitude were already yelling and screaming, frantically throwing water or ice-based spiritual talismans and techniques onto themselves, even begging others for help.

However, the more anxious they became, the stronger the burning sensation grew. Some Qi Refining cultivators watched as flames sprouted from their bodies, burning them from the inside out.

Zhang Yuanjing turned back to look at Huo Zhengkai and Zhou Zhengming, seeing that their expressions were solemn and they were focused on resisting the illusory fire, with no immediate danger, so he ignored them.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Look there, the grand formation, the grand formation is cracking!"

It was none other than "Sick Bear" Shao Yuzi.

Among the Core Formation cultivators here, he was considered to have the deepest cultivation. Almost instantly, he dispelled the discomfort brought by the heat and saw the crisis of the grand formation above.

The illusion slapped down with its palm, and the grand formation only trembled slightly, seemingly not bearing much force, but only a moment later, the formation barrier, which was originally flowing with spiritual power and could be both firm and flexible, became as dry as mud that had suddenly lost its moisture. Then, under the impact of the formation power pouring in from all directions, it began to crack, with spiderweb-like cracks rapidly extending from the inside out.

At this moment, the fire dragon, having accumulated its power to the extreme, spun around and crashed into the cracked formation barrier.

"Rumble!"

The fire dragon exploded, and the enormous impact shattered this section of the formation, revealing the majestic Profound Heaven Palace below, as well as the stunned cultivators standing in front of the palace.

"Hahaha! Is this the Profound Heaven Sect that is famous for its formations? Before I even used my true methods, it was broken! What tens of thousands of years of heritage, it turns out it's all a bluff!" Du Fuming was first stunned, then burst into laughter.

The black-robed cultivator Lu Dingyi spoke his first words since arriving at the Profound Heaven Sect: "Senior Brother Du, it may also be that later generations are unworthy, losing the vigilance of their predecessors and neglecting this grand formation!"

A tall, thin Core Formation cultivator shouted at Liu Yuanqing: "Sect Leader Liu, if you have any emergency measures, use them quickly! Without the grand formation, all of us will die!"

"Yes, Sect Leader Liu, didn't True Person Tong leave behind any contingency plans?"

"It's over, it's all over. The Profound Heaven Sect's grand formation is vulnerable. Everyone, run for your lives!"

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Du Fuming looked at Liu Yuanqing, who was still calm and composed, his eyes staring at him with awe-inspiring gaze, and felt somewhat displeased. He was, after all, a Nascent Soul True Soul; when had he ever been so rudely offended by a Core Formation cultivator?

He immediately sneered, "I will kill you, the Sect Leader, first, and see if your back can still be so straight without a head!"

With a wave of his hand, the seven-colored flying swords danced like butterflies. Amidst the dazzling display, a cold light flashed, heading towards Liu Yuanqing's neck.

Liu Yuanqing couldn't see the trajectory of the flying sword at all. He only felt the killing intent on his neck the moment the sword was launched, and his back was immediately soaked with cold sweat.

Use it or not? With a slight flick of the talisman in his hand, it would transform into a killing sword, destroying all the crises here.

However, if the other party was just trying to lure him out, and had already laid out defensive measures, then this precious opportunity would be wasted. Next, unless his master returned in time, the sect would be in danger!

In an instant, a thousand thoughts fought repeatedly in his mind, but the talisman he held remained unchanged.

Poof!

The killing intent passed through his body, and he only felt a sharp pain in his chest, but he was not injured.

A two-foot-long cyan short sword, flashing with seven-colored light, was spinning three zhang above his head. There, invisible forces flowed, binding the short sword, and no matter how hard it struggled, it could not break free.

Du Fuming's face darkened, and he raised his hand to retrieve the sword, but his magic power was blocked midway before it reached the short sword.

A flash of white light flowed out from a certain space, connecting with the surrounding replenished formation power. The mountain-protecting grand formation, which had been broken open, was once again intact.

In that instant, Du Fuming felt his mental connection with the cyan short sword severed.

He turned to look at Lu Dingyi and shook his head slightly.

Liu Yuanqing saw the changes in the grand formation, flew up, held the Sect Leader's golden seal in one hand, and reached into the invisible force with the other, taking hold of the short sword, then landed steadily.

He raised the sword high and said loudly, "Everyone, the Profound Heaven Sect's grand formation is infinitely mysterious, with hidden secrets. How can the Heavenly Devil Abyss traitors break it! They have exhausted their means, but it is only scratching the surface, with no progress at all, and instead, they have lost a spiritual treasure flying sword!"

In a few breaths, the situation reversed. Most of the cultivators in the square were both surprised and delighted. The crowd, which had originally been scattered, now gathered around Liu Yuanqing again.

Zeng Quanyi and several other Core Formation cultivators with relatively high cultivation and familiarity with each other were exchanging glances while quietly approaching Shao Yuzi, Xiao Hongye, Wu Zhiyong, and others.

They were all shrewd people. After watching several times, they had also discovered that there was something wrong with these people. Without Liu Yuanqing's instructions, they took action themselves.

Zhang Yuanjing instructed Huo and Zhou to mingle among the Foundation Establishment cultivators of the lower sect and keep an eye on suspicious people, while he quickly approached the entrance of the Profound Heaven Palace.

He understood clearly that the few people who had spoken out several times were those few. This certainly indicated that there was a problem with them, but there was also the possibility of misleading. Perhaps there were other spies hidden somewhere, waiting for a disturbance to occur and then take the opportunity to destroy the grand formation.

And to destroy the grand formation, the location of the formation hub within the Profound Heaven Palace was clearly the best target.