Chapter 110: Formation Breached—Battle Reaches the Teleportation Array
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Yu Xian’s slash was fast, fierce, and brutal—
Even more savage than when he had sliced through the formation in the Demonic Valley.
The black iron shard looked unremarkable, dull and lusterless,
Yet it effortlessly pierced through the Medicine King Valley’s protective formation.
With one powerful swing, Yu Xian carved open a gap several feet long.
It all happened in the span of a breath.
He immediately withdrew his hand.
The Spirit God Shield in his grasp dimmed to near extinction, covered in dents and cracks—its spiritual power severely diminished.
It had fallen from a mid-grade defensive artifact to a mere low-grade one, and unless he found rare materials to repair it, it would never recover.
Yu Xian had sacrificed a valuable treasure just to cut open this formation.
And his hand—
Charred and scorched.
Had he delayed even a second longer, the violent thunder and fire at the edge of the formation clash would have reduced it to ashes.
But Yu Xian’s eyes held no pain.
Only satisfaction.
His heart surged with relief and pride as he looked ahead.
In a seemingly inconspicuous corner of the great formation, the gap he’d made quickly expanded under the bombardment of the Soul-Destroying Array.
Three feet… five… ten…
Yu Xian took a few steps back, swallowing a healing pill. His scorched hand stopped bleeding, quickly forming a thick scab.
The crack widened dramatically.
Inside the Medicine King Valley, the defenders—three Nascent Soul elders, dozens of Core Formation experts, over a hundred Foundation Establishment cultivators, and 20,000 Qi Condensation disciples—felt nothing unusual yet.
They only noticed that the formation was drawing spiritual energy faster than before.
They assumed the attackers had ramped up the power of their array.
“Disciples! Give it your all! Victory is within our grasp! Use as many spirit stones as needed! The sect will reward everyone heavily after we repel them!”
One of the Nascent Soul elders roared.
The entire valley responded with a thunderous battle cry as surging waves of spiritual energy flooded into the array.
But just like a bursting dam—
The faster the flow, the faster the collapse!
In the very next moment, the crack exploded outward, widening to thirty feet.
BOOM!
The Soul-Destroying Array’s force immediately surged into the breach—
like one balloon piercing into another—rushing straight into the formation’s interior.
“What?!”
Everyone—inside and outside the formation—sensed the breach at once!
Panic erupted.
Inside the valley, the three Nascent Soul elders shouted in alarm:
“A breach!? How could the Threefold Truefire Array have a breach?! Block it! Seal it now!”
Outside, the four enemy Nascent Souls—Wan Hun Zhenren, Jin Huang Zhenren, Teng Long Zhenren, and Lady Qingzhu—instantly saw the ten-foot rift, expanding rapidly.
“HAHAHAHA! Heaven blesses us! Truly, Heaven has decreed your destruction, Medicine King Valley! Your so-called guardians didn’t even notice your ancient array was faulty! Even your ancestors want you dead! Kill!!”
Wan Hun Zhenren let out a manic laugh.
He didn’t care how the breach formed.
Now that it had, it meant the valley’s defeat was sealed.
A colossal wraith stormed into the breach, blocking the incoming spiritual power that tried to heal the array.
The other three Nascent Souls diverted all their divine spells toward the gap.
And just like that—
the dam burst.
The Threefold Truefire Array shuddered violently, the breach torn open wider—
one hundred feet, hundreds, thousands—until… BOOM!
The entire formation exploded outward.
A massive shockwave rolled across the battlefield.
But unlike the self-destruction of White Cloud Sect’s formation, this breach was caused from outside—so the explosive force was much weaker, only about 10% as deadly.
“Medicine King Valley’s formation has fallen!?”
“Damn, that was quick!”
“Haha! It’s because we worked together this time! Easy win! KILL!”
“Kill! Kill!”
“Charge! There’s treasure everywhere inside! Spirit herbs and pills all over the place!”
As the great formation crumbled, the invading army erupted in excited shouts.
“All forces! Storm the Medicine King Valley! Surrender and you may live! Resist and DIE!!”
Jin Huang Zhenren’s voice boomed like thunder, filled with joy and bloodlust.
Even he hadn’t expected the breach to come so quickly.
Now the entire Loose Cultivator Alliance surged forward like a tidal wave, crashing into the defenseless valley.
Inside the valley, the three Nascent Soul elders, dozens of Core Formation cultivators, a hundred-plus Foundation Establishment, and 20,000 disciples stood in stunned disbelief.
The great array… broken!?
In just seven days!?
White Cloud Sect had lasted two to three months!
“Fight back! All disciples! Slaughter the invaders!”
After a brief pause, Elder Xu Qiankun screamed.
His eyes bloodshot, he summoned his Great King Pill Cauldron, sending it hurtling skyward.
The other two Nascent Soul elders also unleashed their life-bound treasures and charged straight at the four attacking Nascent Souls.
Three vs. four.
The outcome was uncertain—unlike the two vs. four in White Cloud Sect, which had been hopeless.
Back then, the defeat was so certain that Elder Jiang Huyuan had ordered everyone to flee.
In the end, he died, while Elder Feng Tianxiang escaped.
But Medicine King Valley still had a chance.
Two armies clashed like opposing rivers, sending shockwaves across the valley.
The true battle had begun—blood and steel flying.
Yu Xian stood still, his expression calm.
He did not follow the swarm of Qi Condensation and Foundation Establishment cultivators into the valley.
If he entered now and got noticed, he might face multiple Core Formation experts—
and worse, his identity as a former White Cloud Sect disciple might be exposed.
There was no need.
The formation had fallen. The valley’s fate was sealed.
Whether Gu Hanfeng, Lü Dan, and the others lived or died—it didn’t matter.
If they died, good. If they lived, he’d take revenge one day.
It was time to leave.
Just witnessing this moment—Medicine King Valley’s fall—was enough.
Yu Xian had no interest in actually becoming part of the Loose Cultivator Alliance.
“Brother, what’s wrong? Let’s go! If we’re too slow, we’ll miss all the good stuff!”
Zheng Huo had already rushed forward a few dozen meters but quickly ran back, puzzled.
“You go ahead. I’m not going.”
Yu Xian shook his head:
“I’m leaving. I need to find my master. The world is wide—if fate allows, we’ll meet again.”
Zheng Huo frowned and said seriously:
“What kind of talk is that? If you’re looking for your master, then so am I. Your master is my master. I’ll follow you anywhere. I’m not letting us part ways!”
Yu Xian was stunned.
He wasn’t used to this.
He was used to walking alone, facing the world by himself.
But Zheng Huo’s words left him unsure of how to refuse.
He wasn’t good at this.
He could kill decisively, handle vengeance ruthlessly—
but he couldn’t bring himself to reject someone’s loyalty.
So he simply nodded.
“Alright then.”
Zheng Huo’s face lit up.
The two turned and quietly left in the opposite direction.
No one noticed them in the chaos—
Nascent Souls clashed with Nascent Souls, Core Formation vs. Core Formation, Foundation Establishments vs. Foundation Establishments, and tens of thousands of Qi Condensation disciples battled across the mountains.
Within a few hours, Yu Xian and Zheng Huo had already left the battlefield, traveling far from Medicine King Valley.
The echoes of the great battle still thundered across the sky.
Yu Xian looked back once, his gaze calm, then turned and continued forward.
Zheng Huo glanced back as well, a trace of regret in his eyes,
but he said nothing.
He didn’t try to persuade Yu Xian to return.
They walked away quickly, side by side.
The battle lasted for an entire day.
The three Nascent Souls of Medicine King Valley fought tooth and nail against four powerful invaders—
though outnumbered, they still held their ground.
They were fighting to the death,
while the four attackers still held back a bit, wary of injuries or losses.
The Nascent Souls could hold on—
but the Core Formation cultivators were suffering.
Dozens of aggressive enemy Core Formation experts overwhelmed the dozen or so defending elders.
Hong Shao, Lü Dan, and Gu Hanfeng were forced to retreat, barely staying alive.
Hong Shao, at peak Core Formation, was strong—so she attracted the most attention.
Four late-stage Core cultivators surrounded her, eyes gleaming with greed.
She was not just a threat—she was a prize.
If they could subdue her, she could be used for dual cultivation, providing far greater benefits than any treasure.
Gu Hanfeng was heavily wounded, but his expression remained calm.
Deep in his eyes, however, raged a storm of humiliation and fury.
As if he couldn’t believe such lowly cultivators could injure him.
He kept retreating, seemingly preparing a technique—yet hesitant, as if using it would cost him his life.
Step by step, the defending Core Formation cultivators were driven back—
Until unknowingly, they reached the center of Medicine King Valley.
Where the teleportation array to the Demonic Valley was located.
