Passing On!
Inside the approximately silent three square kilometres palace, heaven and earth energy was found in abundance. Seven to ten people sat cross-legged on the ground and stared ahead. A rippling blood-red whirlpool formed where their gazes were fixed. The twelve figures fused their aura and ushered energy toward them, thereby generating shockwaves that travelled three hundred metres from their points of origin. The formation could murder using vital essence in the vicinity or collect it within the twelve figures and enhance cultivation.
During the primordial aura, a werewolf once casted twelve bronze figures that functioned as weapons for a formation.
Yang Ba stomped the ground apart and parted the air with a swift spear strike. His swings were several folds swifter and sent tremors through the air.
Some of Devil Slaying Army’s adepts stuck at Transcendence Realm’s peak ascended to Battle King Realm recently. Despite the energy potency in the area surpassing the energy offered at Pill Valley, the volume dropped as so many people used it. If they used it all up, the consequences were self-explanatory. Still, they managed to consolidate their foundation and train their determination using Twelve Universes, improving their resilience to mental attacks.
As Yang Ba’s proficiency with the formation improved, the red light expanded, and the energy around formed Fierce Beasts. He twirled his spear and commanded the beasts go on the attack, leading to environmental destruction at their hands. The ability to utilise the environment’s vital essence saved its wielder having to expend their own energy.
After his impressive display, Yang Ba meditated. When he opened his eyes again, he quietly said, “I would be able to defeat ordinary Almighty Cultivators with the formation if I could ascend another level.”
Xiaojin woke up and roared.
Yang Ba’s subordinates gathered around one and a half metre tall Xiaojin.
“Haha, Big Bro.”
Hearing someone call out to him, Yang Ba spun around and blew out a breath of relief when he saw Yang Tian safe and sound. “Everything go well?!”
Yang Tian obtained more than he bargained for, so he nodded joyously. “I did it!”
“Good! Good!”
Xiaojin ran over and rubbed his body against Yang Tian. Xiaojin respected Yang Tian immensely for the latter had the smell of a Divine Beast on him.
The brothers took a seat.
“What’s your plan, Tian? Ancient Sacred Grounds will probably be eyeing you, as well.”
Yang Tian furrowed his eyebrows. “I’m not worried, to be honest. I’m more worried about Heavenly Dao Alliance knowing about my connection to our ancestor.”
“I’ve notified my shifu. He will be there… I wonder how many people they’ll have.”
“It makes no difference. What must be done has to be done!”
Yang Tian warped out a golden bead, the Buddhist relic, to his hand.
The Buddhists that manifested and read the scripture froze Yang Ba. His dragon elephant phantom appeared; its light coiled around the void. He couldn’t control his elephant dragon phantom.
The relic resonated with Yang Ba. He sat down on the ground to meditate and glow. He saw the golden Buddha looking down at him from atop the relic. The relic levitated over to the top of his head and shone a golden light down on him. The Buddhists that manifest entered his head. More Buddhists manifested around the relic.
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