Starry Sky Professional

“No! The enemy’s siege weapons are too powerful. Our sect’s formation won’t hold for long!”

From the Bloodshadow Sect’s main peak, the porcelain doll-like Bloodshadow Old Ancestor shrieked.

“As expected. The Great Zhou Dynasty’s methods of warfare are superior to those of our extra-territorial lands…”

The Upper Shrine Hall’s Witch Hall Master sighed, “The Flying Sword Sect and Corpse Driving Sect both had grand formations before, but did their endings turn out any better?”

He also felt some regret in his heart. He had heard that Natural Ancestor was a true master of formations, but it was a pity that their paths never crossed, and that person actually joined the Life Harvester Church!

He turned his gaze and saw, next to a strange Eight Treasure Lotus Pond, several Upper Shrine Hall elders holding divine lamps, silently praying.

With each recitation of scriptures, a thick layer of incense money in the pond would mysteriously disappear…

This scene caused him another pang of heartache: “The trump card cannot be used lightly. The Vajra Temple’s three hundred Arhats are the same. Then, please, ‘Divine Beggar,’ take action first.”

“Just what I wanted.”

A burly man dressed in beggar’s clothes laughed loudly, and a vast Yang God thought flew directly out of the Bloodshadow Sect’s grand formation.

He didn’t dare to venture deep into the enemy’s formation, so he waved his hand and sent out three jade talismans.

Within the jade talismans, there were several incomplete golden patterns, which suddenly burst forth with brilliant light.

In the light, three golden-armored divine warriors emerged, roaring and charging towards the trebuchets.

“Hmm? Yang God combat power?”

Black Dharma King glanced at them, somewhat disdainful to take action.

This wasn’t the enemy’s top-tier combat power. Poison Hand Scholar had other plans.

As expected!

The six high priests roared simultaneously, tearing open the clothes on their bodies, transforming into war behemoths as tall as city walls.

These behemoths resembled oxen in size, with only one eye, and long, serpentine tails, somewhat similar to the mythical ‘Fei’!

More importantly, around their bodies, there were yellow-green clouds floating, carrying the aura of plague.

Clearly, as long as one got close, they would be forced to undergo a constitution check. If they failed, they would face various plagues and diseases…

The three golden-armored divine warriors clearly had a certain time limit. They had only dismantled a few siege vehicles when their bodies became somewhat illusory. They were scattered by the six Fei beasts, and several snake tails swept over, instantly dismembering one of the golden-armored divine warriors…

Roar! Roar!

Two of the Fei beasts continued to fight the golden-armored divine warriors, while the remaining four Fei beasts roared and charged towards the formation!

Within the Bloodshadow Sect, from inside a paper house, an army of paper figures charged out, countless paper money flying, and paper arrows rained down on the Fei beasts, but it was like scraping an itch, unable to inflict any serious damage.

Not only that, the yellow-green plague clouds were also frantically corroding the formation.

Even with the protection of the formation, some disciples with lower cultivation levels began to show symptoms of the plague.

“What is this? A battle of behemoths? Biochemical warfare?”

Fang Xing couldn’t help but complain when he saw this scene.

“Here they come again, those war behemoths.”

Within the Bloodshadow Sect, the Witch Hall Master looked at the Black Feather Taoist: “This round, please, Brother Taoist, take action!”

“Yes, this sect happens to have another spiritual treasure…”

It’s even less likely to be like playing cards, where you play a card and the opponent looks at it before playing their own!

Alright…

It’s more likely that the Life Harvester Church are a bunch of lunatics who never care about the optimal solution.

Poison Hand Scholar simply had a rush of blood to the head, and then he went for it.

“In the name of destruction…”

“Offer sacrifices to My Lord!”

Poison Hand Scholar’s figure suddenly dispersed, transforming into a heaven-reaching Yang God true form.

He didn’t have a physical body to begin with, so his figure dispersed very easily. At this moment, a black hammer appeared in his hand.

The terrifying power of destruction lingered on the hammer, bringing a suffocating sense of oppression.

“Not good, Poison Hand Scholar is taking action directly.”

The Bloodshadow Sect’s Witch Hall Master shouted, “Please, Third Generation Ancestor, take action!”

In an instant, a golden light fell, revealing a clay sculpture golden fetus body.

This Third Generation Ancestor presented a three-headed, six-armed Dharma form, his entire body crimson gold, somewhat similar to the previous golden-armored giant.

Each of his arms held a treasure.

The spiritual light of each treasure could rival the chessboard in the Black Dharma King’s hand, definitely reaching the level of a sect-guarding treasure of the righteous and evil ten great sects.

The six treasures bloomed with their respective radiance, suddenly merging into one, like a canopy, blocking the enlarged Hammer of Destruction.

Bang!

The Hammer of Destruction in Poison Hand Scholar’s hand became larger than a mountain peak, colliding with the six-colored canopy.

The terrifying shockwaves swept across, causing the entire Bloodshadow Sect’s mountain gate to shake heavily, as if encountering an earthquake that shook the earth’s veins.

“The Left Envoy has taken action, it’s time for us to fight as well.”

The Black Dharma King’s eyes burst forth with a bright light: “After this battle, perhaps this venerable one can touch the bottleneck of the Yang God Late Stage.”

After saying this, he glared at Fang Xing provocatively and transformed into a black light: “Black Dharma King is here, who will fight me?”

“Amitabha!”

“Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!”

Accompanying the Buddhist and Taoist chants, a withered old monk and the Black Feather Taoist emerged.

The Taoist held a strange bracelet in his hand, muttering incantations.

Pop!

The Vajra bracelet shook lightly, and when it reappeared, it landed on the chessboard, tightly imprisoning the Black Dharma King’s magic weapon.

The withered old monk looked thin and bony but carried a faint golden light. At this moment, he pressed down with both hands, and huge golden swastika symbols appeared.

Cooperating with the Taoist, they were actually evenly matched with the Black Dharma King in the middle stage of the Yang God Realm.

Seeing this, the White Dharma King immediately manifested the Thousand-Handed White Bodhisattva Dharma form, about to help.

However, from within the Bloodshadow Sect’s mountain gate, one Yang God Dharma form after another flew out, making it difficult for her to advance even half a step.

“Hmm? They’re all sending out their elites.”

Fang Xing couldn’t help but sigh when he saw this scene.

With the protection of the formation, the middle and lower-level forces of both sides had not yet engaged, but the top-level combat power was already showing.

The six high priests transformed into Fei beasts could completely be regarded as six Yang God combat powers.

As long as they solved the jade talisman golden warriors, they could immediately converge and impact the formation.

And that monk and Taoist, plus that old beggar, barely managed to hold off the Black and White Protectors.

“Which means, there are still the sect leader combat powers of the four great Yang God True Monarchs… facing the six high priests…”

Fang Xing nodded and shook his head, looking at the Poison Hand Scholar’s battlefield.

He could clearly see that Poison Hand Scholar had the upper hand, and the Third Generation Ancestor holding the ‘Sky Pacifying Six Treasures’ was only barely supporting himself.

As for why the seven great sects ultimately only came up with six treasures?

That was naturally because one of them couldn’t come up with it…

“They’re about to release their winning move.”

For some reason, Fang Xing had a feeling.

Roar! Roar!

Sure enough, in the next instant, strange demon beasts charged out from the Bloodshadow Sect’s formation.

These demon beasts resembled tigers and leopards, each one extremely ferocious and incredibly fast.

In the sky, there were also giant birds composed of white bones, transforming into dark clouds and pouncing over.

“These are clearly the work of the Spirit Controlling Sect… and they’re all cannon fodder!”

Fang Xing’s eyes moved, seeing that behind the countless spirit beasts, there were also three hundred strange golden-bodied Arhats.

“It’s my turn to take action, otherwise, if the Life Harvester Church’s strength is greatly damaged, there will be no benefit for me.”

With a thought, two clouds of insects appeared in the sky.

Whoosh whoosh!

Countless cold white ants gathered, spewing out cold air, making the world seem to return to the Ice Age.

Countless white bone birds in the sky were frozen into ice sculptures, smashing down into the demon beast horde, constantly shattering.

The demon beasts screamed, being gnawed by the cyan jade beetles…

Fang Xing flew to the front of the military formation, his natural spiritual light constantly flashing.

— Group Natural Summoning!

Rumble!

Rows of treants emerged, like giants standing tall between heaven and earth.

A three-headed, six-armed treant roared to the sky, and its shocking anger actually formed substance, causing it to burn fiercely.

— Legendary · Burning Treant Guardian!

With one punch, more than a dozen Arhats among the three hundred golden-bodied Arhats instantly turned into a pile of golden patties.

The golden-bodied Arhats’ charging formation stopped, looking at the treants that were more than ten times taller, dozens of times stronger, and as impenetrable as copper walls, and fear and despair appeared on their faces.

Rumble!

Treants advanced side by side, and wherever they passed, whether golden-bodied Arhats, demon beasts, paper figures, shadow puppets, or even the flesh and blood bodies of sect disciples, all were reduced to minced meat…

“There’s even a Yang God treant? So many?”

The Bloodshadow Sect’s Witch Hall Master looked at this scene, almost in despair.

“No!”

The porcelain doll-like Bloodshadow Old Ancestor’s eyes were about to split.

Then, they all looked at Fang Xing: “This is a summoning technique. As long as we kill the controller, we can definitely dispel it and make it return!”

“Witch Hall Master?”

The Bloodshadow Sect Master transformed into a streak of blood, rushing out, and suddenly a shadow puppet and a somewhat tattered paper figure appeared beside him.

On the paper figure, there was even a wisp of divine thought: “I didn’t expect that in this era, there would be such an outstanding junior…”

It was actually a Bloodshadow Sect foundation, a being who had completely entrusted his divine soul to the paper figure!

“Oh? The Bloodshadow Sect’s foundation is not bad, they’re still hiding two great Yang God combat powers…”

Fang Xing didn’t care about this.

Moreover, at the time of a sect’s destruction, the all-out struggle of the ancestors and disciples, from top to bottom, was quite interesting.

Crushing them would also give people the pleasure of stomping out an ant nest or kicking down a sandcastle.

“It’s a pity… it’s far from enough.”

A spiritual light appeared, and Fang Xing’s figure suddenly changed.

Whoosh whoosh!

Winds rose, clouds surged, and thunder roared.

— Flood Dragon Transformation!

— Summon Wind and Rain!

In an instant, Fang Xing transformed into a hundred-meter-long white jade flood dragon, with two horns on its head, four claws on its belly, a serpentine body and fish tail, and dragon whiskers!

Even more astonishing was the majesty on the flood dragon’s body, far exceeding that of before!

This was the blessing and change brought by that bit of natural divinity.

Fang Xing took a deep breath and suddenly spat out a white flame.

— Flood Dragon Breath!

“Ah!”

Amidst the screams, the Bloodshadow Sect Master was the first to be severely injured, and the paper figure and shadow puppet didn’t even utter a sound, turning into ashes in the white dragon flames!