Chapter 251
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Chapter 251: Fusion
Ye Yun suddenly sat up, lightning flashing in his hands as electric currents danced above his head.
He took a step forward, crossing dozens of zhang in an instant, landing at a position within the Ten Killing Formation. Raising his hand, he pointed, and a purple lightning bolt shot from his fingertips.
The purple lightning instantly merged into the Blue Light, causing a violent tremor. Countless cracks spread across the Blue Light without breaking it completely.
“Ye Yun, what are you doing?” Su Hao shouted urgently.
Ignoring him, Ye Yun calmly continued channeling Purple Lightning. The web of cracks on the Blue Light expanded further, each fissure stretching dozens of zhang. The combined insights of nine top disciples—linked to their mental states—threatened to collapse. If shattered, their minds would suffer damage ranging from weakened vitality to permanent cultivation regression.
Su Hao flickered forward but froze mid-step. Interfering without understanding the formation’s intricacies would only accelerate its destruction. As he stared at the cracking Blue Light, his expression shifted from panic to shock. The cracks began shrinking, vanishing completely within moments. The ten streams of light fused seamlessly, defying all expectations.
Su Hao shook his head in disbelief. Merging two disciples’ techniques was simple, three harder, and each addition multiplied the difficulty exponentially. Perfecting nine had taken three years. The final member required not only lightning-element spiritual power and Foundation Establishment stage cultivation but also genius-level intellect and extraordinary luck. Yet Ye Yun—initially not even at Qi refining stage—had achieved this in less than an hour!
When Su Hao first invited Ye Yun to observe the Ten Killing Formation at the Side Peak, he’d only hoped the youth might glimpse Foundation Establishment principles. Never had he imagined Ye Yun would directly integrate Thunder Spirit Qi into the formation.
The Blue Light dimmed, returning to the disciples’ hands after the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Though the fusion lasted briefly, the hardest barrier had been overcome. Maintaining duration now depended only on power refinement.
“Greetings, Master!” The ten disciples bowed.
Su Hao waved dismissively, his eyes locked on Ye Yun. “Longtai, step forward.”
A 26-year-old disciple emerged—calm-faced, cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment stage four. “This is your eldest brother, Duanmu Longtai.”
Ye Yun bowed. “Junior brother greets Elder Brother.”
Duanmu Longtai nodded stiffly, his voice warm but face frozen. “Ask me anything, family needs no formalities.”
“A decade ago,” Su Hao explained, “backlash from secret techniques petrified his facial muscles. Yet he reached Qi refining stage seven by sixteen.”
“Ancient history,” Duanmu Longtai murmured tonelessly.
Su Hao’s gaze darkened with guilt. “My haste caused this.”
“No haste, no achievements,” the disciple replied, compassion clashing with his lifeless eyes.
Turning, Su Hao summoned a towering brute. “Third Brother Ye Kuangren—immense strength, short temper.”
“Bully you? I’ll crush them. Disobey me? I’ll crush you,” Ye Kuangren boomed, muscles rippling.
Before Ye Yun could question the missing Second Brother, a scholar stepped forth, folding fan snapping shut. “Mo Ru,” Su Hao introduced. “Confucian scholar turned cultivator. Reached Foundation Establishment stage three’s peak in ten years.”
Mo Ru smiled ruefully. “A flawed vessel—this is my limit.”
“Congenital defects,” Su Hao sighed. “Unless fate intervenes.”
Ye Yun studied Mo Ru, sensing inexplicable familiarity.
