Chapter 371
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Chapter 371: Formation Setup
Ten Killing Formation!
This was the array Su Hao had been planning for years. Though not rare—many sects possessed it—its true power relied on three disciples wielding exotic spiritual energies, with Thunder Spirit Qi being irreplaceable.
Thunder Spirit Qi was exceedingly rare. In the Jin Kingdom’s millennia-long history, only a handful had possessed it. Before Ye Yun, the thousand-year-old Heavenly Sword Sect had just two such disciples. In the past two centuries, Ye Yun stood alone.
Without Thunder Spirit Qi, the Ten Killing Formation’s full might couldn’t be unleashed. Even with tenfold or hundredfold amplified power, the final strike required Thunder Spirit Qi to ignite its devastating force. Ten Foundation Establishment disciples could rival a mid-Golden Core expert. If the disciples reached late Foundation Establishment, they might even challenge a sixth-level Golden Core king.
Su Hao was clearly ready to risk everything.
Ye Yun obeyed, darting toward Tian Shen Peak.
Sage Huo Yun watched indifferently, unbothered. To him, Bi Hao’s group was already dead, and the rest were clumsy fools not worth wasting pills on.
His gaze swept the crowd, pausing only at Shui Qingxuan.
As the Spirit Demon Race’s holy woman, she practiced the Great Demon Divine Art. Sage Huo Yun knew little about it but recognized it as their treasured technique—a power so fearsome it could slay Nascent Soul Ancestors. However, mastering it required sealing one’s cultivation and never using it prematurely. A single misstep would scatter all accumulated power, rendering the practitioner unable to ever cultivate it again.
The Spirit Demon Race chose only the most gifted disciples for this art. Success meant becoming their leader. Sage Huo Yun wondered how much power remained now that Shui Qingxuan had broken her seal.
Given her youth, mastering it seemed impossible. That a holy woman would hide in Jin Kingdom and marry a lowly Heavenly Sword Sect disciple hinted at turmoil within her clan.
By breaking the seal, Shui Qingxuan had likely drawn her kin’s attention. Capturing her could grant Sage Huo Yun the Great Demon Divine Art’s practice methods, making him invincible in the Nascent Soul stage. At worst, trading her to the Spirit Demon Race for dozens of disciples would bolster the Xuan Yuan Sect’s strength in the Great Qin Empire.
Originally here for Su Ling, Sage Huo Yun now focused solely on Shui Qingxuan.
Though serene and gentle, Shui Qingxuan noticed his calculating gaze. Today would end in bloodshed.
Both sides hovered in tense silence. Sage Huo Yun swallowed pills to recover, in no rush to act.
Several figures streaked up Tian Shen Peak, landing before Su Hao.
“We greet Master!” Ten disciples knelt as one.
Leading them was Duanmu Longtai, flanked by Mo Ru and Ye Kuangren—one scholarly, the other bare-chested and muscular. Behind them, Lu Qianqiu and others stood grim but resolute. They’d guessed the day’s stakes, yet faced Sage Huo Yun’s seventh-level Golden Core might without fear.
“To think this tiny Jin Kingdom gathered gold, earth, and thunder spiritual energies!” Sage Huo Yun remarked. “Nine at Foundation Establishment, and Ye Yun’s Thunder Spirit Qi rivals fifth-level power. I’m curious to see your Ten Killing Formation.”
Su Hao ignored him. “Rise. Today may bring death. Any regrets? Any fear?”
“Our lives are yours, Master,” Duanmu Longtai stated flatly. “We return them gladly.”
“I’d have frozen to death without you,” said Mo Ru, fan fluttering.
“This life isn’t mine to keep,” Ye Kuangren rumbled.
“No retreat!” they thundered as one, voices shaking the peak.
Su Hao’s eyes softened. He raised his hand.
“Set up the formation!”
