Chapter 161: Battle Formation! Blood God!
The battlefields requiring Chen Xuan’s assistance were even more numerous than he had expected.
Fortunately, whether because it lay on the mainland or simply because its overall power was much smaller, the Tianxuan Domain was several times smaller than the Nine Origins Seas.
In the Nine Origins Seas, even reaching the edge of the Star Archipelago was a daunting task for ordinary cultivators.
By comparison, a Core Formation cultivator could travel across most of the Tianxuan Domain without much difficulty.
With Chen Xuan’s current cultivation, crossing the entire Domain would take only a few hours at most.
As such, he wasted no time.
Only half an hour after receiving Tang Yuechen’s request for aid, he had finished making preparations and departed.
Contrary to his original intentions, however, he was not traveling alone.
Su Ying accompanied him.
Although Chen Xuan had initially been reluctant to bring her along, her determination eventually persuaded him otherwise.
More importantly, he knew that her decision was correct. If she wanted one day to become a powerful cultivator, she had to experience life-and-death situations.
Living a sheltered life behind him would never allow her to grow into a true expert.
Before long, the first battlefield in need of reinforcement entered their sight.
Chen Xuan did not rush to intervene.
Instead, he halted high above the battlefield and silently activated the Origin Concealment Art, concealing both himself and Su Ying.
With his current strength, only Soul Formation experts possessed any hope of detecting them.
Unfortunately for the demonic faction, every Soul Formation cultivator had already disappeared.
The battlefield below unfolded clearly before Chen Xuan’s eyes.
The opposing forces were neatly divided.
On one side stood the cultivators of the Jade Pure Sect. Opposite them were members of several demonic factions.
Interestingly, none of them belonged to one of the great demonic sects.
Furthermore, judging purely from their individual auras, they were noticeably weaker than their righteous counterparts.
By all accounts, this battle should have been a one-sided massacre in favor of the Jade Pure Sect.
Yet reality was completely different.
Only now did Chen Xuan witness with his own eyes what Tang Yuechen had described earlier.
More specifically, he saw a large battle formation.
Battle formations—a special type of formation designed exclusively for warfare.
Unlike ordinary formations, which relied upon engraved runes and fixed arrays, battle formations used cultivators themselves as the formation’s foundation.
By gathering the strength of hundreds—or sometimes even thousands—of people into a single point, they could unleash power far exceeding the sum of their individual cultivations.
The increase was never as simple as one plus one. Rather, it multiplied their strength severalfold.
The battle formation before him was particularly strange.
As the Spiritual Energy of hundreds of demonic cultivators converged, a gigantic figure gradually condensed above them.
It possessed a humanoid shape. Its entire body, however, was formed from boiling blood.
Its grotesque appearance alone was enough to send chills down one’s spine, while its strength was every bit as terrifying.
Although the cultivators maintaining the formation were merely Core Formation cultivators at best, the Blood God they created emitted an unmistakable Nascent Soul aura.
Clearly, this was no empty illusion.
One Blood God kept the Jade Pure Sect’s Nascent Soul Elder occupied, while the second charged directly into the ranks of the righteous cultivators, slaughtering everyone in its path.
The result was entirely one-sided.
Against the might of a Nascent Soul expert, ordinary Core Formation Elders and Foundation Establishment disciples had no means of resistance.
Each swing of the Blood God’s massive arm crushed dozens of cultivators.
Yet not a single Jade Pure Sect disciple chose to retreat.
None of the Jade Pure Sect disciples retreated, however. Even as their companions fell down like flies, they continued fighting.
Even if it cost them their lives, they refused to allow the demonic cultivators to advance any farther into the Jade Pure Sect’s territory.
’No wonder the righteous faction has suffered such heavy losses.’
’It can’t be blamed on their weak strength nor on their determination. It’s all because their opponents are too strong.’
Chen Xuan’s gaze became thoughtful. Something didn’t add up in his mind.
The demonic faction had never possessed battle formations of this caliber before.
At most, their previous formations could slightly enhance their strength.
Similarly, battle formations would seldom be used, especially by cultivators of different forces.
Battle formations were among the greatest secrets of any sect. They were passed down only to the most trusted disciples and Elders.
However, as far as Chen Xuan could see, the cultivators sustaining the Blood God clearly belonged to several different demonic forces.
Although these thoughts lingered in his mind, Chen Xuan didn’t dwell on them for long.
The battlefield could not wait. Another moment of hesitation would only result in more needless deaths.
Turning toward Su Ying, he sent her a brief voice transmission.
Then, his figure blurred.
The next instant, he appeared in the very center of the battlefield.
More specifically, between the two towering Blood Gods.
At first, no one noticed him.
But as soon as a powerful aura erupted, countless heads snapped toward him.
Shock and confusion appeared on faces from both factions alike.
No one understood why this unfamiliar cultivator had appeared in the middle of the battlefield alone.
But soon, someone recognized him.
"It’s Peak Master Chen!"
"Peak Master Chen is here!"
"He came to save us!"
Chen Xuan’s resounding reputation made the disciples filled with hope.
However, that hope quickly faded.
Looking at the two Blood Gods, each carrying the aura of the Nascent Soul realm, the disciples shook their heads.
They didn’t know that Chen Xuan had broken through the Nascent Soul realm, but even if they had, they would have held little hope.
Even Peak Master Yuan, a veteran expert among Nascent Soul cultivators, could barely hold off a single Blood God.
Chen Xuan stood absolutely no chance.
Just as some of the disciples were sighing with regret and were mentally preparing to become the next sacrifices, however, the gasps of their companions caught their attention.
The disciples instinctively raised their heads once more.
When they looked at Chen Xuan, every one of them froze. Their mouths opened in disbelief.
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