Directly slamming a late Xiantian Martial Scholar to death with his palm, Yan Zhaoge shook his head, “If you’re not a Martial Grandmaster, don’t come to die.”
As he said this, he swivelled his body, raising his palm and directly locking an incoming fist.
This person had a face that resembled a horse, the aura-qi around his body surging. Above his head, like Yan Zhaoge, was a spiritual light that shot straight into the heavens, not an illusory light but true radiance. It was a peak Martial Scholar who had stepped into the Heavenly Connection stage.
The newcomer appeared to still be rather young, with him not being much older than thirty. As he circulated his aura-qi, countless black winds were formed, as he was clearly of Black Nightmare Mountain’s direct lineage.
His eyes were yellowed and bloodshot, having already fallen to the dark side. Glaring at Yan Zhaoge, his eyes were filled with resentment and hatred.
“People from Broad Creed Mountain, all deserve to die!”
This horse-face man shouted, his entire body’s aura-qi surging madly as it formed an illusory heaven and earth, filled completely with black hurricanes.
The terrifying black hurricanes shrunk and condensed unceasingly, finally transforming into numerous tangible black lances, directed straight at Yan Zhaoge.
However, Yan Zhaoge’s acupoints pulsed, countless streams of clear qi emanating outwards, majestic as the heavens.
As the opponent’s black hurricanes that resembled lances landed within, they directly vanished.
At the same time, grabbing onto his opponent’s fist, a terrifying aura-qi was abruptly released from Yan Zhaoge’s palm.
That horse-faced man could only feel aura-qi like numerous fire dragons immediately flowing into his body through the meridians of his arm, as the pain of incineration befell him.
Numerous fire dragons rushed within his body, his body’s aura-qi completely unable to withstand it.
In that instant, the horse-faced man’s body blazed within, his flesh and blood, bones, muscles, internal organs and meridians that been tempered countless times exploding one by one.
The horse-faced man’s body stiffened where he stood, a strange red appearing on his face, arms and the other parts of his body that were not covered by his clothes.
Like a crab, being cooked till ripe.
Yan Zhaoge released his hands, this horse-face man’s body falling limply to the ground like a clump of rotten mud.
“Being able to reach the Heavenly Connection stage at this age-in Sacred Grounds, he would be at the level of direct disciples,” Yan Zhaoge shook his head, “In its current dismal condition, Black Nightmare Mountain was still able to recruit such a genius as a disciple-it is a rare thing indeed. Sadly, he joined the Nine Underworlds.”
Having rushed over with the Immortal Crane Wings, Yan Zhaoge’s speed had been extremely fast. It was only now that Ah Hu and the others arrived.
Just having arrived, Ah Hu’s claw penetrated through the crown of an opponent’s head.
In other areas of the manor, Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners were also breaking their way in unceasingly, killing their way to the depths of the manor.
Broad Creed Mountain had long since been prepared for this operation, having deployed an elite force here, the momentum of their attacks hard to withstand.
Let alone the martial practitioners of the Wang Family, even the Decimating Abyss martial practitioners with remnants of Black Nightmare Mountain at their head were hard pressed to stand against Broad Creed Mountain’s offensive.
Rather than the opponents before them, it was instead the aftershocks of the fight of Shi Tie and Sima Chu overhead that Yan Zhaoge and the others were more vigilant of, lest they were swept over by the tail of the typhoon, dying without knowing what hit them.
However, Shi Tie held the upper hand, beating Sima Chui into retreat, the latter hard pressed to parry his blows. Able to control the battle situation, Shi Tie was doing his best to provide space for Yan Zhaoge and the others.
Additionally, the devilish air was getting denser and denser. At the same time that it brought harm, it also blocked the aftershocks of the fight between the two Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters.
This enabled Yan Zhaoge and the others to rest their hearts and directly and courageously rush towards the core of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation.
Having experienced that incident at Clear Concealed Lake, Yan Zhaoge was even more familiar with Devilish Domain Grand Formations now, as he proceeded straight on.
The grand formation before their eyes had yet to be completely formed, with the devilish domain yet to be completely established.
While Yan Zhaoge and the others had their movements affected by it, they were still smooth.
There was only that terrifying air that threw people’s hearts into disarray that was gradually growing stronger, influencing their minds.
Yan Zhaoge felt that whilst rushing forward and slaying his enemies, the killing intent within his heart was strengthening unceasingly, with there seemingly being a voice within his heart telling him to kill all lifeforms that stood before him, regardless of their identities.
“Hmph,” Yan Zhaoge’s gaze deepened as he stabilised his mind once more.
Raising his head and gazing over, he saw that not far away stood a familiar-looking golden tower, a red door of light at its peak, currently projecting a silhouette on the ground below.
Yan Zhaoge leapt, rushing towards the tall golden tower, resembling a great roc spreading its wings as he spread his arms wide, a number of perfectly good heads sent flying as his sword-aura rushed past.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 252: Too successful
HSSB252: Too successful
In terms of cultivation base, of the assaulting Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners, Yan Zhaoge wasn’t the strongest.
However, in terms of understanding of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation before them, no one could match him.
As they proceeded, Yan Zhaoge was the person who neared the central golden tower at the centre of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation the fastest.
At this moment, red light flickered on the golden tower, forming a door of light, its silhouette projected on the ground below.
Countless spirit patterns that resembled black chains coiled around the golden tower, the spirit patterns extending towards the surrounding devilish qi.
However, as Shi Tie had said, they could destroy the Devilish Domain Grand Formation without it having fully formed.
Yan Zhaoge and the others arrived extremely quickly, when the Devilish Domain Grand Formation had just been set up, still yet to truly circulate.
The golden tower and the countless spirit patterns that were wound around it still appeared illusory and ethereal, not yet having completely solidified. Even that door formed of red light still appeared extremely weak. While a silhouette was projected below, it was still in its embryonic form.
However, as time passed, that terrifying aura which bewitched people’s hearts that originated from the Nine Underworlds grew stronger and stronger.
Yan Zhaoge rushed towards the tall tower, accompanied by Feng Yunsheng, Ah Hu, Pan-Pan as well as some other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners.
At this moment, Feng Yunsheng had already dismounted from Pan-Pan, a lustreless, jet-black, sabre grasped firmly within her hands.
She brandished her sabre, a fallen practitioner quickly perishing as she made her move.
In the distance, an opponent carried a massive wheel, close to two metres in diameter.
The perimeter of the wheel was covered with bent sharp blades, resembling teeth.
The other party roared, his aura-qi shaking as he lifted this wheel and threw it towards Feng Yunsheng and the others!
That wheel spun, the sharp blades having seemingly vanished, with only shining golden light visible on the perimeter of the wheel. Suddenly, the entire wheel grew explosively, becoming even more f
earsome and terrifying.
The massive wheel spun as it pressured over with a shocking momentum, wanting to hack apart the bodies of the ten over people there in one shot!
The other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners hurriedly avoided it.
One of them, whose cultivation base was higher than Feng Yunsheng’s, leapt up, his toes precisely tapping on the centre of that wheel.
His vision, analytical power and speed were all exquisite to the extreme as he successfully leapt over the wheel, heading straight for that big man who had thrown it.
Having evaded the enemy’s attack in a single move, those who saw it couldn’t help but cheer.
Feng Yunsheng, however, seemed dazed as she remained where she was, unmoving.
Just as someone was about to let out a startled cry, Feng Yunsheng abruptly raised the black sabre within her hands!
The next moment, her sabre descended!
A piercing grinding noise resounded before the wheel suddenly split into two, flying out by Feng Yunsheng’s sides far into the distance before smashing onto the ground.
Having struck out with her sabre, Feng Yunsheng tapped lightly with her feet, her entire person rising into the air before descending like a meteor!
She was instantly before an opponent, her violent, sharp strikes with the momentum of breaking bamboo as she hacked straight down from overhead, directly splitting an opponent right into two, right down the middle!
Such a domineering attack from a beautiful maiden-the great contrast caused everyone to look twice.
With her sabre having descended, having slain this enemy, Feng Yunsheng didn’t seem any concerned about it in the least.
As though it was only natural, she spun, rushing towards a next opponent with no hesitation at all.
Following closely behind Feng Yunsheng, while he was currently more powerful than Feng Yunsheng, as Pan-Pan saw this, he blinked repeatedly, unconsciously shrinking his thick neck.
The others followed closely behind, Yan Zhaoge acting as the tip of the blade for those who could keep up with him, unceasingly advancing at the front, in charge of opening the way.
Spying enemies ahead, the Immortal Crane Wings on Yan Zhaoge’s shoulders instantly flipped, transforming into two wings, the feathers on it resembling blades as they shot out, enveloping a great area as they pierced the enemies ahead with hundreds and thousands of holes.
As they gradually approached the tall tower at the centre of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation, their surroundings grew more distorted and violent. This was already about to form an independent space of all-encompassing red light, turning the surroundings into an independent world of red.
Yan Zhaoge raised his head to look at those countless black spirit patterns that resembled black chains overhead, before he leapt up.
A short stone rod appeared within his hands, growing instantly as it immediately transformed into the massive pillar of the Divine Palace.
Yan Zhaoge raised the stone pillar till it was above where the intercrossing spirit patterns were. Relaxing his hands, the stone pillar smashed downwards.
Below, numerous spirit patterns instantly broke apart one after another!
Within all these spirit patterns collapsing, the originally still unstable golden tower was also shaken as it began to tremble.
The surrounding red light between the heavens and the earth instantly vanished, even the devilish qi dissipating greatly.
The power of the Devilish Domain Grand Formation suddenly weakened, the other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners still killing their way in instantly speeding up, killing over in a straight line.
Especially those few groups led by Essence Spirit Martial Grandmasters, they killed their way over to the core of the grand formation with the momentum of breaking bamboo.
Standing on the pillar of the divine palace, having broken numerous spirit patterns and still yet to land on the ground, Yan Zhaoge suddenly felt the light above his head dim.
Raising his head, he saw and old man brandishing his sabre, attacking towards him. As the sabre descended, it was as though a great chain of numerous mountains was collapsing!
His majestic true essence, having turned from illusory into real, actually truly formed innumerable rocks of mountains, descending towards Yan Zhaoge with the momentum of mountains collapsing.
An Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster, the Head of the Wang Family!
Yan Zhaoge’s expression did not change, the light of thunder surging within his right eye, the Eye of the Thunder Emperor fragment in the form of a purple orb appearing.
With a great rumbling sound of thunder, purplish-green light surged, splitting the mountain rocks before him apart.
The Head of the Wang Family still wanted to attack, but the wind next to his ears whistled past as a terrifying sabre-light that seemed almost able to break through space itself hacked towards him!
Of Broad Creed Mountain’s direct lineage martial arts, one of the Eight Extreme Arts, the Chaotic Elements Uniting Sabre!
An Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster of Broad Creed Mountain had arrived!
Yan Zhaoge smiled slightly. This time, it was not just he himself who had come here to the core of the formation.
Raising the pillar of the divine palace, Yan Zhaoge switched his position, smashing apart some more spirit patterns, with the Devilish Domain Grand Formation continuing to deteriorate, that golden pagoda beginning to seem like it was teetering on the brink of collapse, the red door of light looking like it was soon going to be extinguished.
The Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners beginning to gain more and more of the upper hand, with victory already in sight.
In the air above the Wang Family ancestral ground, the ‘Scaly Dragon King’ Sima Chui was pressured by Shi Tie to the point of his feet unable to touch the ground, only able to barely move around and keep Shi Tie locked in combat.
After smashing spirit patterns once more, Yan Zhaoge stopped, jumping to the top of the pillar of the Divine Palace whereupon he gazed at that tall golden tower.
Standing beside the thick stone pillar, Ah Hu looked up at him, “Young Master, what is it?”
“Something’s a little off,” Yan Zhaoge narrowed his eyes, “It’s been too successful…”
Ah Hu scratched his head, “Perhaps because Broad Creed Mountain no longer has spies of the Decimating Abyss within, with them not knowing of our plans, thus collapsing in a single blow?”
Yan Zhaoge surveyed the surroundings, “The Decimating Abyss martial practitioners here at the core of the formation are mostly martial practitioners of the Wang Family, with Black Nightmare Mountain Martial Grandmasters not visible anywhere. The elites of Black Nightmare Mountain here actually only consists of the Heavenly Connection Martial Scholar I slew outside.”
Ah Hu was shocked, “There’s an ambush, wanting to surround us instead?”
Yan Zhaoge shook his head, “Our clan has experts keeping vigilant watch at the outskirts, with the First Seat Elder of the Sand Region also specifically keeping an eye on the place. Wanting to come to surround us instead would not be such an easy thing.”
As he pondered, Yan Zhaoge’s gaze fell on that tall golden tower once more.
History's Strongest Senior Brother Chapter 253: The abnormal Yan Zhaoge
HSSB253: The abnormal Yan Zhaoge
“In this battle, the enemy experts were also few. Other than the ‘Scaly Dragon King’ Sima Chui, there were no other Essence Talisman Martial Grandmasters,” Gazing at that golden tower, Yan Zhaoge fell into deep thought.
Ah Hu grinned, “Even if there is an ambush, destroying this Devilish Domain Grand Formation first definitely won’t be wrong. At the end of the day, we definitely can’t let the Nine Underworlds descend here, right?”
“And by destroying the Devilish Domain Grand Formation, the enemies will also lose their geographical advantage.”
Yan Zhaoge did not answer. Surveying their surroundings, looking at thos
e intermingling spirit patterns, he began projecting as he analysed them unceasingly within his heart.
After the incident of Clear Concealed Lake, Yan Zhaoge had learnt from the experience and truly clenched his teeth and put in some vicious effort on the dao of formations.
Because of time constraints, it was not like heaven-shaking, earth-overturning changes could be seen, but he had still made visibly great progress in the area.
“At the root of it, this Devilish Domain Grand Formation’s final goal is the descent of the Nine Underworlds, being a formation that breaks through the boundaries of time and space,” Yan Zhaoge pondered, “So, if one wanted to play some tricks, would it also be in the area of time and space?”
“Reversing the direction of the door, sending us from the Eight Extremities World to the Nine Underworlds? Doesn’t seem like it…”
Yan Zhaoge unceasingly pondered on principles of formations, countless thoughts flashing through his mind at lightning speed.
While he and Ah Hu had halted, the other Broad Creed Mountain martial practitioners did not show any signs of ceasing in their attack.
An Essence Spirit Martial Grandmaster chopped out with an Eight Sceneries Spirit Sabre, true essence transforming into eight screens of light, enveloping that tall golden tower.
The next moment, the eight screens of light shattered together, as the tall golden tower that had been teetering on the brink of collapse now began to collapse for real.
Yan Zhaoge diligently felt the collapsing golden tower and the changes in the Devilish Domain Grand Formation.
Suddenly, Yan Zhaoge detected where the problem lay.
The Devilish Domain Grand Formation, in its previous circulation, had not been any different at all from the one that he had destroyed back at Clear Concealed Lake.
However, having begun to circulate in reverse and collapse, some minute differences became visible.
The golden tower collapsed, the red door of light completely extinguished, the black spirit patterns that resembled countless black chains directly snapping.
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