Xuantian Immortal Cultivation Record

"Reporting, Lord Master, we are ready!" the crowd answered in unison.

"Very good. Now, arrange yourselves according to the formation we practiced, each in your small squads. Right Divine Envoy, join your squad as well." Zhang Xuan commanded solemnly, then said, "In a moment, enter your positions swiftly upon my order!"

Having said that, she gestured to the demon cultivators carrying five Na Liu pouches on their backs to place the pouches at her feet. Then, she extended her left hand and waved it in the air. A black shadow leaped into the air from her snow-white wrist, and with a long cry, revealed its true form—the inherited divine beast, Zhulong. It coiled between the demon cultivators and the two light masses, opening its massive maw towards Zhang Xuan.

Zhang Xuan picked up a Na Liu pouch and uttered a soft shout, "Open!"

The pouch immediately opened, and a stream of yellow-black water shot out, directly into the black dragon's mouth.

About ten breaths passed, and a million pounds of Three Lives Water flowed into the black dragon's belly. Subsequently, Zhang Xuan opened the remaining four Na Liu pouches one by one, loading all the Three Lives Water into the black dragon's body. At this point, the black dragon's body was noticeably bloated, almost blocking the entire path in front of the crowd.

Zhang Xuan stepped over the black dragon's massive body and commanded everyone to arrange their positions with her as the core. Then, with a wave of her hand, the black dragon opened its large mouth and spewed out the yellow-black water from its belly, forming two water dragons that rushed towards the blue and red light masses from both sides.

The moment the water streams struck, the two light masses hissed like flames, rapidly extinguishing. However, the inner parts of the light masses seemed to be alive, escaping towards the center and towards the rear.

At this moment, the water flow enveloping the outer sides of the light masses suddenly curled inward like a long whip, sealing off the escape route of the light masses, and then curled towards the center again.

A dense crackling sound rang out, and the electric light in the center suddenly increased several times, with bizarre light orbs leaping up from time to time.

All the demon cultivators watched the two light masses with solemn expressions, hoping that they would extinguish quickly and not cause any accidents. Huo Ya Daoren and Xing Guanghan were even more nervous, staring intently at the center of the light masses, distinguishing the chaotically jumping light orbs.

After about twenty breaths, the Three Lives Water in the black dragon's belly seemed to be running out, and the two yellow-black water dragons gradually shrank. The two light masses had shrunk from their initial size of thirty to forty zhang in circumference to only about ten zhang.

However, these final light masses were the essence of Yin-Yang fiendish energy gathered here over many years, containing enormous energy. They contracted into a ball, resisting the slightly dispersed Three Lives Water and maintaining their existence.

"Roar!" The black dragon suddenly let out a long roar, and the two water dragons abruptly stopped. That space instantly became empty, and the massive fiendish energy below the two light masses surged upward like a tide.

At this moment, the black dragon used its powerful physical strength to spew out two water arrows, hitting the two light masses directly, shattering them into pieces. Countless blue and red lights either rushed into the rear, collided with each other, or shot onto the surrounding red rock walls.

At the same time, the yellow-black water arrows also shattered, and the Three Lives Water, refined by the black dragon, burst forward, colliding with the surging tide of fiendish energy.

Zhang Xuan, who was now wielding a long sword, charged downwards while shouting, "Advance!"

According to the Left Divine Envoy's practice, the demon cultivators' formation was led by Zhang Xuan, Lan Kuisong, and sixteen Sacred Core realm demon cultivators. They all raised their magical treasures, quickly shattering the splashing Yin-Yang fiendish energy, and then stepped forward, advancing with Zhang Xuan to the positions where the two light masses were located, guiding the lower-level disciples in the rear, who held spears in their right hands and shields in their left hands, to set up the second style of the Nine-Nine Heavenly Annihilation Interlocking Formation on the spot. Each row consisted of three circles of nine people each, forming a total of six interlocking links, standing shoulder to shoulder.

At this moment, the endless Yin-Yang fiendish energy surged forward like a sea tide.

Zhang Xuan shouted loudly, "Attack!"

The demon cultivators thrust their spears towards the sky, and yellow-black magical power shot out, landing five chi in front of them, forming a qi wall that separated the cave.

With a muffled "Bang," the tide of Yin-Yang fiendish energy crashed into the qi wall, pushing everyone back three steps.

The faces of the demon cultivators flushed red, then turned as pale as frost, and they retreated another two steps. A few Foundation Establishment Stage late-stage demon cultivators already had blood at the corners of their mouths.

"Change formation, third style! Let in the fiendish energy first, then isolate it!" Zhang Xuan calmly commanded, waving her sword to direct the disciples to change their formation.

Everyone immediately moved, and every three interlocking links quickly transformed into an inverted triangle, using the middle team as the base. A large amount of Yin-Yang fiendish energy poured in, enveloping the two inverted triangles and the one hundred and sixty-two demon cultivators that formed them.

"Attack!" Zhang Xuan roared.

Everyone shouted "Kill!" and thrust their spears into the sky, then yellow-black magical power shot out, first merging the small circles of nine people, then merging the interlocking links of twenty-seven people. Under the command of the leading three Dharma Envoys, they smashed onto the ground from three directions, forming interconnected qi walls that divided the surrounding space into seven mutually isolated blocks.

Zhang Xuan then ordered, "Fortify!"

Everyone shouted in unison, "As you command!" and placed the three-foot square, black and shiny square shields in their hands upright, erecting a shield wall shimmering with ghostly light behind the qi wall.

With this move, the overall power of the Nine-Nine Heavenly Annihilation Interlocking Formation was complete. In the bottom of this funnel-shaped space, qi walls crisscrossed and shield walls intertwined, dividing it into dozens of fragmented spaces. No matter how fiercely the tide of fiendish energy surged from behind, the great formation stood firm like a pillar in the middle of a rapid stream.

The moment the water arrows hit the light masses, countless red and blue lights intertwined, producing tiny lightning flashes. The lightning flashed and disappeared, leaving behind a void.

A breath later, wisps of faint gray traces emerged from this void, appearing and disappearing at the same time. The moment they appeared, the surrounding space swayed slightly, as if a force of heaven and earth was about to be born, causing Huo Ya Daoren and Xing Guanghan, who had been observing carefully, to have eyes burning with fire and bodies trembling.

"Fire Daoren, if an opportunity arises, will you go first or shall I?" Xing Guanghan asked in a deep voice, his eyes fixed on that space.

Huo Ya Daoren hesitated for a moment, coughed lightly, and said, "Xing Daoren, you go first!"

Xing Guanghan nodded and said nothing more.

As the demon cultivators attacked and the formation divided the tide of fiendish energy, more remaining red and blue lights were squeezed together, emitting crackling sounds. Lightning flashed and disappeared, and the faint gray traces gradually became richer.

"Om!"

Amidst the noisy sounds of the demon cultivators' battle, Huo Ya Daoren and Xing Guanghan vaguely heard a peculiar sound. Immediately, a wisp of gray gas, like smoke and mist, slowly rose and drifted towards the red rock wall above.

"Fire Daoren, after you!"

Xing Guanghan nodded slightly to Huo Ya Daoren, and his figure was like a flash of lightning, instantly crossing dozens of zhang and moving to the side of the wisp of gray gas. With a toss of his head, he absorbed it all into his body. He hovered in the air, sitting cross-legged to begin refining it.

Below him were one hundred and sixty-two demon cultivators, forming a great formation to divide and block the invasion of the tide of fiendish energy. Those fiendish energies, attracted by something, only surged at the bottom of this space and did not move upwards.