Chapter 466 - 628 : The ninth level of Foundation Establishment
"However, even this ancestor would have difficulty believing it if not seeing it personally. An immortal cultivator who has only been in Foundation Establishment for just over twenty years actually cultivated to the ninth level of Foundation Establishment?
"Even Heavenly Spiritual Root aptitude would find that difficult to achieve, yes?"
"You are the Xue family ancestor?"
"You have seen me?"
"I have seen the Sima family ancestor. Not long ago, the Sima and Xue families invaded my Jianyi family. I already knew that a Golden Core cultivator would certainly descend.
"I just did not know which family’s Golden Core it would be."
Wentian said calmly.
"Your true strength is the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. Then the other Foundation Establishment cultivators in your clan have at least hidden two or three realms as well, correct?"
Without waiting for Wentian to answer, Xue Lingshang continued, "In that case, by relying on formations to trap them, you did indeed have the strength to annihilate all of them.
"And you came here because you wanted to borrow this demonic path magic artifact to increase your strength so that you could resist? Or did you want to use this magic artifact as a bribe?"
"Senior Xue, you are indeed very cautious. But cautious people inevitably also have a self-confident side."
Since he had entered the formation, this plan had already succeeded by half.
Wentian also did not expect the other party to reveal himself so easily.
"Senior has said quite a bit. Why not listen to my analysis as well?" Wentian said on his own. "You did not come to avenge the Xue family disciples. You came to plunder my Jianyi family.
"You should have reached my Jianyi family long ago, but you certainly made many investigations. You likely went to the Cao family and verified my Jianyi family’s strongest trump card.
"This time, you followed me here and then appeared because you already felt victory was in your grasp, correct?"
Xue Lingshang’s brows furrowed slightly, as though he sensed something wrong.
"Then Senior, guess: did this junior leave by chance, or did I leave deliberately?"
"Mystifying things. Once this ancestor captures you, I have plenty of methods to make you reveal the Jianyi family’s secrets!"
Before his voice had fallen, a thick fishy wind suddenly arrived.
Then a giant blood-colored palm condensed. Its five fingers crooked open, carrying bone-eroding yin cold as it grabbed toward Wentian’s face. Its speed was ghostly fast, arriving before his eyes in only an instant.
Roar~
Suddenly,
A dragon roar rang out, directly shaking the blood-colored palm until it exploded into a cloud of blood mist.
Moyue finally rushed out from Wentian’s spirit beast pouch, his body expanding and transforming into a flood dragon over ten zhang long in the blink of an eye.
He coiled in the air above Wentian’s head, his dark golden vertical pupils locked tightly on Xue Lingshang as he released a terrifying sonic roar at him. Sound waves rippled outward layer by layer.
Xue Lingshang retreated to over a hundred meters away. In disbelief, he gritted his teeth and said, "Third-rank... flood dragon!"
"You actually prepared long ago and lured me here?
"But how is that possible? How did you know I was watching near the Jianyi family? How did you know I would definitely follow you?"
"Could it be that you can predict the future!!"
Immediately afterward, he cursed, "That bastard Cao Jiyi actually had his clansmen trick me!"
Wentian quickly withdrew from the grand formation and smiled faintly. "Senior, you guessed wrong on this point. When the Cao family Great Elder came to attack my Jianyi family, my Jianyi family’s trump card was indeed a second-rank peak flood dragon."
"It broke through? Such a coincidence?!"
Wentian continued, "Originally, this trump card was reserved for the Cao family. But worldly affairs change too quickly. Since Senior was willing to be the vanguard and test the waters,
"This junior can only use Senior’s life as the stepping stone of my Jianyi family."
"You want to kill me?"
Xue Lingshang’s breathing suddenly became rough. His powder-like face abruptly turned iron-blue.
The flesh of his cheeks tightened uncontrollably, and his jawline tensed into a cold, hard edge.
His brows suddenly rose, like two unsheathed cold blades.
Cold light shot out from his eyes, flickering with strange blood radiance. That blood radiance seemed to move like a living thing.
"Although a third-rank flood dragon is powerful, it has only just entered the rank!"
Before Xue Lingshang’s furious shout had ended, his left hand formed seals like a blood lotus abruptly blooming, while his right hand formed a sword finger and guided. Blood mist steamed around him, and blood fiend spiritual power surged wildly, actually turning into crimson rainbows that coiled around his fingertips. Faintly, resentful souls wailed.
In an instant,
Over ten blood-colored long spears condensed from the void.
The spear shafts were wrapped with countless tiny resentful soul phantoms. Spiderweb-like fiendish patterns glowed with bone-eroding red light.
As soon as they appeared, the surrounding air became foul and scorching. Carrying piercing whistles that tore the wind and ghostly cries, they shot toward Moyue the flood dragon like a storm.
Moyue opened his huge mouth and likewise condensed dozens of ice spears, clashing with the blood-colored long spears with incomparable precision.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The sky was filled with blood mist and ice fragments.
Xue Lingshang truly had not expected that after hunting geese his whole life, he would end up being pecked blind by one.
But deep in his heart, he was extremely puzzled. Could Wentian truly predict the future and know that he would come, preparing in advance?
Taking advantage of the blood mist and ice fragments covering the four fields, Xue Lingshang immediately prepared to attack and break the formation seal, escaping from this place.
He had no intention of competing with a third-rank flood dragon. He had only just broken through to Golden Core and still had five hundred years of time. He still wanted to go beyond this cage.
He still had ambitions and wanted to become a Nascent Soul cultivator!
Wentian naturally saw through his thoughts, because some parts of Xue Lingshang’s personality were somewhat similar to his own. He prioritized stability, and if he could not win, he would naturally run.
Wentian formed hand seals and chanted:
"Tianshu opens, Greedy Wolf howls!
"Tianxuan turns, Giant Gate imprisons!
"Tianji splits, Lu Star shines!
"Tianquan suppresses, Wen Star decrees!
"Yuheng moves, Lian blade strikes!
"Kaiyang flashes, Wu light blazes!
"Yaoguang falls, Broken Army summons!"
As he chanted, his hand seals continuously changed until the very end.
"Seven Stars Seal Demons, seal! Seal! Seal!"
The pale golden light curtain enveloping the four fields suddenly rippled. On it, the Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, and Tianquan stars corresponding to the Big Dipper’s seven stars appeared first with ripples, cyan radiance overflowing like water waves.
In the next instant, the Yuheng, Kaiyang, and Yaoguang stars followed.
Seven streams of cyan light intertwined on the light curtain into the shape of a Dipper handle, then fell into the air with a swish, condensing into seven cyan chains as thick as a child’s arm.
The surface of the chains was carved with dense, profound runes. Cyan light burned brilliantly as they moved like spiritual snakes, winding toward Xue Lingshang’s body.
At this time,
Several of Xue Lingshang’s attacks landed on the grand formation’s light curtain, yet only caused violent ripples. There was no sign it would crack.
"It is not second-rank high-grade. It is a second-rank peak formation!"
Xue Lingshang was greatly shocked. He truly had not expected that the Jianyi family’s top formation master, whom he had deduced existed, was actually a figure comparable to a formation grandmaster!
Being able to arrange a second-rank peak formation meant there was great hope of arranging a third-rank formation.
A second-rank high-grade formation could be broken by several attacks from a Golden Core cultivator, but a second-rank peak formation would likely require dozens of continuous attacks.
And with a third-rank flood dragon beside him, it was impossible for him to easily escape.