Chapter 930: The Three Xiaos Unleash a Bloody Rain!

"Then, Fellow Daoist, do you dare to venture into my Heaven-Extinguishing Formation?!" No sooner had the words of Venerable Master Xuanfa fallen than a cold, stern voice drifted in from the outside. "One formation broken, nine yet remain!"

"This... this...?!" The host of immortals, just on the verge of cheering, felt these words pour over them like a torrent of icy water.

They had nearly had their very souls dissolved by that black sand while breaking this single formation, only to realize with a sudden, jarring shock that after overcoming one, nine more still lay ahead.

Peering deep into the Heaven-Extinguishing Formation, they saw within it a rolling thunder and flashes of lightning that lit up the firmament—a celestial din that seemed to spring from the primal chaos, illuminating the endless sky.

"This formation...?!" Venerable Master Xuanfa could not help but bow deferentially toward the golden seal.

"You youngsters, save your breath and effort," a voice spoke from within the golden seal. "This formation is formed from the innate primordial Qi, sharing almost the same origin as my own aura. It will not be suppressed so easily."

"What?!" Horror washed over every face as they stared into the depths of the formation.

Right at that moment, beyond the Ten Absolute Formations, the ethereal strains of immortal music drifted through the air. Across the horizon, colorful phoenixes seemed to dance in flight as streams of brilliant light streaked past. A figure approached from the southeastern heavens, riding upon a five-colored lion.

The figure drifted down gracefully, appearing as though he had stepped out of some profound and wondrous realm beyond the heavens. He bore the countenance of a youth of seventeen or eighteen, yet upon closer inspection, his features defied definition, as though veiled beneath a layer of fine gauze. His every gesture and demeanor, however, exuded a profound indifference that spoke of ten thousand years of absolute emptiness.

Looking upward, one could faintly discern a purple mist rising three thousand Zhang high above his head, reaching straight into the vault of heaven.

"Fellow Daoist Longchi, it has been many years. I trust you have been well."

"This poor Daoist had long anticipated that this supreme treasure of creation would never be obtained so easily." The Immortal Lord gave a calm wave of his hand, and three rays of rainbow light floated upward. Enveloped within the brilliant iridescence were three items: a scroll of yellow silk embroidered with auspicious clouds and mythical beasts; a white jade lamp whose pearl-sized white flame flickered gently; and a transparent, luminous orb that seemed to radiate the splendor of the sun and moon.

"Another Immortal Lord?!" Below, among the immortals and elders of the Eight Great Immortal Clans, nearly every eye burned with a fervent, pounding excitement.

"Another Immortal Lord! This battle... has actually drawn two Immortal Lords to descend together!"

"With two Immortal Lords present, what formation under heaven can possibly withstand us?!"

First, the Soul-Dropping Formation had been broken, and now another Immortal Lord had arrived on the field. At this very moment, how could they not be ecstatic?!

These were supreme beings whom they could scarcely hope to glimpse on regular days—figures of myth who showed their heads but never their tails, second only to the Saints of the various clans!

"These three treasures are the Mystical Heavenly Registry, the Qianyuan Li-Fire Lamp, and the Zhenyuan Orb," the Immortal Lord said with a faint, elegant smile. "All three are supreme treasures of my Undifferentiated Sacred Palace. With them, three formations can be broken without worry."

"Three more formations can be broken?!" At this moment, Venerable Master Xuanfa had only just emerged from the formation and was agonizing over the lack of a method to breach the Heaven-Extinguishing Formation, only to suddenly hear...

That three more could be broken so easily?!

And just then, yet another figure was seen approaching from the north.

The man rode upon a blood-jade lotus platform, clad in a robe of vivid scarlet with crimson hair streaming in the wind. A bloody celestial light shot straight into the clouds; the heavenly anomaly was such that it dyed the entire northern sky a deep, visceral red!

Before the person even arrived, his voice rang out: "Fellow Daoist Longchi, I have come to aid you!"

"Let us see how many formations these treasures of mine can break!"

In a mere matter of moments, above the heavy clouds of the nine heavens, immortal light flashed brilliantly as a succession of incomparably powerful and terrifying auras descended upon the mortal realm!

The aura of each supreme treasure was mightier than the last, almost every one of them seeming to carry the ancient, innate breath of the primeval wilderness.

High in the sky, the three figures stood together, gazing down with sheer disdain at the murderous formation below.

"This formation does possess a bit of renown," spoke the Immortal Lord clad in the red robe with crimson hair.

But immediately following his words was a cold, contemptuous chuckle: "A pity, then, that they have crossed paths with me!"

With a sweep of his hand toward the sky, two rare and wondrous treasures instantly drifted down from the firmament. One was a triple-linked gold-locking ring, and the other was a blood-colored gourd. His face bore a look of pride: "Look, everyone—can these treasures of mine break two formations?!"

"Hahaha!" Upon seeing these two treasures, Immortal Lord Longchi threw back his head and laughed heartily. "Fellow Daoist Wanjie has brought out both the Heaven-and-Earth Gold-Locking Ring and the Blood-Jade Precious Gourd. What formation in this world could possibly remain unbroken?!"

Immensely pleased, Immortal Lord Longchi immediately summoned Venerable Master Xuanfa and the others, commanding: "This Lord shall now teach you how to break this Heaven-Extinguishing Formation. Take these two supreme treasures with you. If he summons thunder to strike you, simply open this Blood-Jade Precious Gourd. It was nurtured by the flesh, blood, and essence of an ancient sacred demon, refined through nine cycles of mortal tribulation. Should an immortal touch even a drop of it, they will instantly be turned to ashes!"

"If that wretch dares to flee..." the crimson-haired, red-robed exalted one added, "simply activate the Heaven-and-Earth Gold-Locking Ring. He dared to slaughter the children of my clan... he can forget about escaping!"

The crimson-haired, red-robed Immortal Exalted said with a grim expression.

"The one who laid this formation possesses a mere pittance of cultivation; he is not worth a single glance!"

"Yes!"

"By your command!"

Venerable Master Xuanfa, along with everyone around him, was filled with overwhelming joy.

In an instant, twenty-eight elders and several Grand Elders from the Eight Great Clans, each holding a magical treasure, stepped into the formation. The gathering of supreme treasures in this otherworldly domain caused the heavens and earth to tremble. The wind and clouds lost their color as purple Qi shot straight into the clouds, and a golden light forced back the blazing sun!

The vast army of immortal soldiers and generals erupted into a sudden roar of cheers, sounding like rolling thunder, shaking the mountains and oceans!

"This... this truly is the might of supreme treasures! The might of supreme treasures!"

"With the treasures bestowed by these Immortal Lords, what entity under heaven dares to block the path of our Eight Great Immortal Clans?!"

Never before had anyone dared to provoke the Eight Great Ancient Immortal Clans to such a degree, and so nearly everyone present had never seen an Immortal Lord strike, nor had they ever witnessed what kind of terrifying power a spiritual treasure of this echelon could wield.

But at this moment, they witnessed it. The horrifying power gathered by these spiritual treasures even made them doubt whether anyone in this world could truly contend with their clans.

"Too powerful! To think our clans possessed such formidable strength?!" Gui Ye, the commander of the Innate Cliff who had previously descended to the lower realm as a vanguard only to have his physical body destroyed by Emperor Qi Tian, had by now restored his physical form and stood prominently among the ranks. Witnessing such a scene, he was so moved that he nearly wanted to throw his head back and howl at the sky.

Meanwhile, the Heavenly Overseer, Perfected Lord Bixiao, also gazed down at the lower realm with an exhilarated expression, muttering: "That day, a mere mortal like you actually dared to revile me. In a moment, I shall be the first to enter the shop and seize you, just to see what you have to say then!"

"Heaven-Extinguishing Formation, break!" At this moment, the treasures held by Venerable Master Xuanfa and the others were all magical weapons far more potent than the Golden Seal of the Sacred Spirit—supreme treasures originating from antiquity, forged through tens of thousands of years of water and fire, having survived countless tribulations!

Entering the formation, they felt as though a bottleneck that had blocked them for months had suddenly been cleared; their advance was completely irresistible! In less than a day, they broke five formations in succession!

With five of the ten formations shattered, the storefront originally shrouded by the grand formation began to faintly reveal itself.

"You dared to slaughter the elders and exalted ones of my clan—no matter who stands behind you, kill!" Venerable Master Xuanfa’s face contorted into a hideous sneer as he bellowed in fury!

"The formations are half broken!" Perfected Lord Bixiao shouted loudly. "Follow me inside, everyone, and seize that arrogant, ignorant mortal brat!"

"Kill!"

Perfected Lord Bixiao immediately became the first to charge toward the shop!

Clang!

The moment she stepped across the threshold, she felt as though she had slammed into a solid wall. She was knocked back several steps in succession. Lifting her head, she saw a familiar face looking down at her coldly.

"It's you! Fang... Qi—?!" Perfected Lord Bixiao was just about to charge forward once more when she suddenly felt everyone around her come to a grinding halt.

Perfected Lord Bixiao’s heart gave a sudden, violent thud, a distinct sense of foreboding washing over her.

Looking inside the shop, she saw Fang Qi leading a massive crowd—roughly five or six hundred people—marching aggressively out of the establishment.

Behind him stood three white-robed fairies, their faces as cold as frost.

One of the fairies raised a single hand and snipped downward with a golden light. In an instant, the immortal soldiers in front of the shop were cleanly severed at the waist like wheat before a scythe, falling in a massive swathe! The entire front of the shop was instantly stained with blood!

Perfected Lord Bixiao looked back, a chill running straight up her spine. She shuddered violently, her mouth agape, yet it felt as though something were throttling her throat, rendering her unable to utter a single word!

"Who... who are you people?!"