C972 The Formation Slightly Changed

Hmm!

Yu Yuan's soul awareness stretched out, keenly detecting a rapid increase in the soul energy within the forbidden area.

He was in perfect sync with the formation, and visions kept flashing through his mind.

On the walls of a crater within the forbidden area was an ancient "Spirit Cave" that had once contained the Earth Demon known as the White Ghost. Despite its severe damage from the past, it was now being mended by an unseen force.

A silver-white meteorite, long since shattered, concealed a fist-sized microcosm that had imprisoned the White Ghost. Now, countless luminescent streams within this miniature silver-white world stitched and wove together, repairing the torn Matrix Diagram that the White Ghost had once ruptured.

Even the passageway leading to the Delude Devil Abyss was becoming more stable, suppressed by the three archaic characters spelling out "Wisdom Divine King."

Streams of otherworldly light raced through the underground, converging on the deep pit. No one but Yu Yuan could detect these subtle movements.

"Is this even possible?"

Yu Yuan was electrified with excitement. He probed deeper, momentarily setting aside the cries of the Peacock King.

It didn't take long for him to understand the changes. The release of the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation, combined with the deaths of warriors from the Heavenly Source and Quietus Continents in their fierce battles against extraterrestrial races, had begun to take their toll.

Quero, members of the Silver Scale and Black Scale Clans, Rock Clan warriors, and other formidable beings... Their souls did not scatter to the winds nor did they join the pervasive Yin Veins beneath the earth or flow toward the source in Horror Land.

All the fragmented souls and shattered consciousnesses that seemed to plunge into the earth's depths were in fact devoured by the Heaven Sealing Soul Transformation Formation.

Not just the shattered souls, but also the spiritual energy and life force expended in battle were assimilated into the forbidden area.

A multitude of energies, in various forms, were bolstering the formation's power, some of which were used to mend the damaged array and solidify the realm passageway—all without their slightest awareness.

"There's no need for Yan Qiling to arrive. As long as the battle rages on, as long as the number of the fallen grows, this extraordinary formation, once the pride of the Divine Soul Sect, will ascend to the Seventh Level once more! And the passageway to the Delude Devil Abyss will also reach a stable, traversable state through the workings of the formation!"

Yu Yuan inhaled deeply, his composure deepening.

"Fall back!"

The authoritative voice of the Golden Elephant Ancient God thundered in the Peacock King's mind. This peerless Golden Elephant, once counted among the ranks of Demon Gods, uttered golden Demon Runes.

The Peacock King cast a glance at the runes and ceased his defiance.

"Thunder Sect, Wei Zhuo, attend to Yu Yuan, if you would."

The command came from the Golden Elephant Ancient God, as if issuing a divine decree.

Wei Zhuo, the present leader of the Thunder Sect, had initially set his sights on Luo Yue. But upon receiving the Ancient God's charge, he pivoted without hesitation, redirecting his focus.

Boom!

Wei Zhuo's Aspect, ensconced in a pool brimming with interweaving lightning and thunder, materialized instantly before Yu Yuan.

"Strike!"

A diminutive hammer, etched with lightning patterns that held the essence of thunder, soared from the Aspect's Lightning Pool.

"Heavenly Thunder Hammer!"

The tiny hammer unleashed a torrent of green lightning, a veritable sea of electricity, racing toward Yu Yuan.

The five formidable demons, led by the Blood Moon and hovering behind Yu Yuan, beheld the hammer's flight. Before the hammer's electric fury could scatter, four of the demons swiftly retreated to their cauldron.

The Black Woman, Rend Armor, Yellow Light Demon, and Silver Lock sensed the presence of a formidable foe and dared not linger.

Only the Blood Moon, bold as a blood-red waning moon, remained steadfast behind Yu Yuan.

His courage stemmed from having successfully forged a fleshly body, possessing the ability to wield vast blood energy and conjure successive layers of blood-colored light shields.

A fiendish devil, once its soul spirit had crafted a corporeal form, no longer quailed at the divine might of thunder—true for both the Ice Concubine and the Blood Moon.

"Have you grown fond of picking on the lesser?" Zhou You's mouth quirked, and his plump figure suddenly materialized before Yu Yuan. Without any visible effort, all the green lightning from the Heavenly Thunder Hammer vanished into thin air beside him.

Ten miles distant, in the Devil Palace, Yao Huangqi's banners, swirling with the energy of subdued demons, crackled ominously.

The Earth Demons, subdued and refined by Yao Huangqi, let out shrill cries from within the banners.

Yao Huangqi's expression soured, on the verge of an outburst, when his gaze fell on Wei Zhuo of the Thunder Sect. With a resigned smile, he gestured towards Zhou You.

"Hmph!"

With a dismissive snort, Yao Huangqi refrained from further reproach. His hand descended in a heavy slap, snuffing out the stars on the Beru-shaped compass one by one.

"The Heavenly Thunder Hammer and the Ice Thunder Mark are both revered treasures of the Thunder Sect. The Great Clouds Sect wielded the Heavenly Thunder Hammer, while the Little Clouds Sect was entrusted with the Ice Thunder Mark."

Zhou You clarified for Yu Yuan, "Both the Heavenly Thunder Hammer and the Ice Thunder Mark are indeed bane to soul spirits. In the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area and Horror Land, these two non-artifacts rival the power of true Artifacts."

"I've heard some of their remarkable tales," Yu Yuan acknowledged with a smile.

"Hold on as long as you can, but don't overdo it," Zhou You urged in a hushed tone, adding a few words of caution, "You're vital to the Divine Soul Sect. Those alien warriors from the Outland Star River can be sacrificed, but you must remain unscathed. And don't fret; President Lyi is already en route."

"Rest assured, I won't push myself too hard," Yu Yuan conveyed with a reassuring glance.

"Wai Zhuo, I'm here to protect him. If you're intent on using the Heavenly Thunder Hammer to take him down, you'll have to contend with me first." Zhou You brandished his whisk, and the space teleportation array he and Yan Qiling had crafted astonishingly levitated from the ground to position itself beneath him.

Rip! Rip!

Instantly, dazzling Space Light Blades burst forth from the array.

"Wai Zhuo, perhaps it's time you tested my power instead."

Space warped, and in Yu Yuan's view, the entire region occupied by Wei Zhuo, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Thunder Sect, vanished without a trace.

Gone too were Zhou You and the Mighty Spirit King from the Devil Palace.

It seemed Zhou You deemed one adversary insufficient; at the last moment, he ensnared another Unrestrained Stage cultivator, the Mighty Spirit King, dragging both into an alternate dimension.

The Space Teleportation Array and the brilliant Space Light Blades disappeared from sight.

With Wei Zhuo's exit, the previously concealed figures of the black crone, Rend Armor, Yellow Light Demon, and Silver Lock re-emerged, hovering once more behind Yu Yuan's head.

Freed from Wei Zhuo's menacing presence, Yu Yuan concentrated his spirit, scrutinizing the situation closely.

His brow furrowed gradually.

The balance of power, once even, now tipped decidedly in favor of one side due to the influx of practitioners from the Demon Palace and other forces of the Quietus Continent.

He observed that all the chieftains of the various races, Xi Quan included, as well as Luo Yue, Tianzang, and the Demon God, were squarely in the sights of adversaries of equal or superior strength.

One by one, the Eighth Level warriors and their less powerful foreign counterparts were falling.

At this rate, it wouldn't be long before only the Ninth Level leaders might stand a chance of survival, while the weaker foreign visitors would inevitably perish in the forbidden zone.

"Not good," he muttered under his breath, furrowing his brow. He caught the shifting expressions of the Ghost King, Tianzang—shadows of doubt flickering across their faces, signaling a readiness to flee.

Tianzang, a formidable force within the Fallen Moon Forbidden Area and a linchpin among the Outland Devaputra, if he were to withdraw, leveraging his connection with the Ghost King and Horror Land to make an escape, it would likely shatter the morale of those left behind.

"Don't even think of leaving the forbidden area before your death, or the Divine Soul Sect will never take you back!"

His soul's whisper shot straight to Tianzang as he locked eyes with him.

"Just handle the Golden Elephant Ancient God, and I'll risk staying till the bitter end!" Tianzang shot back instantly. "The Golden Elephant Ancient God is the mightiest here, capable of holding back three Demon Gods single-handedly. He possesses the power to turn the tide!"

With these words, Yu Yuan took another look and saw the truth in them—the Golden Elephant Ancient God was indeed an enigma, leaving Sidla, Mitts, and Adler, the three Demon Gods from foreign realms, in dire straits.

And considering their original foes, it seemed their demise was imminent.

"I'll take care of it."

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