Chapter 2002: Chapter 1973: Trapped Like a Turtle in a Jar (Part 2)
There was no turning back now.
He could only reluctantly change his attack posture, adapting his forward punches into a defensive stance to minimize his injuries.
Crack.
The sword light swept through, accompanied by the sound of metal shattering, and the man was instantly shot out like a cannonball.
The indestructible arm guard on his hand was sliced to fragments by the sword light, scattering in mid-air.
Thud...
He spat blood and fell to the ground, his life and death unknown.
"Ah!"
It all happened in an instant; by the time the middle-aged man and another reacted, everything was already settled.
Both were taken aback.
No one anticipated that Chen Yang would hide such a move!
"Not good, he’s deliberately showing weakness. Let’s move quickly." The middle-aged man decisively intended to escape, realizing Chen Yang had slain one of them with a single sword strike.
Upon hearing this, the other also realized and both swiftly fled.
However, trapped in the formation, where could they escape to?
Within this formation, Chen Yang was like a king of the same realm; none could flee.
"Thinking of leaving now? Isn’t it too late?"
The formation was instantly fully activated, an invisible force surged into Chen Yang’s body, greatly enhancing his strength and speed.
At this moment, Chen Yang felt immeasurably powerful; the two who were evenly matched before now seemed insignificant before him.
Meanwhile, as Chen Yang’s speed and strength increased, the middle-aged man in the same formation was unknowingly weakened.
Their speed slowed the moment the formation was activated, even their power was drained.
This sensation only intensified their unease, unwilling to stay a moment longer.
In this life-or-death moment, they crazily fled for their lives.
Chen Yang pursued with his sword.
With the augmentation of power, he swiftly reached before the two, blocking their path.
Hmm?
The two were startled, immediately halting their steps and maintained a standing posture.
"You... how did your speed become so fast!" The man’s expression was tense, his earlier smugness gone.
Although the middle-aged man was also nervous, he remained composed, owing to his higher skill level.
Noticing the enhancement in Chen Yang’s power while theirs mysteriously vanished, he realized something was wrong with the environment.
After pausing, he quickly glanced around and gritted his teeth, "There’s a high-level formation here, we are trapped!"
"High-level formation?"
Upon hearing this, the other became even more panicked.
Experts in the Spirit Gathering Realm naturally understand the dread of formations.
Ordinary formations would heavily influence battles, not to mention high-level ones.
"Such a cunning fellow, feigning weakness to lure us here." The man glared at Chen Yang with hatred.
Chen Yang smiled indifferently, unconcerned with their words.
In a life-and-death struggle like this, one would naturally use every trick, nothing improper about that.
Moreover, his formation wasn’t anything base, nothing shameful about it.
"Speaking of cunning, isn’t it you? Three against one, shameless." Chen Yang retorted coldly.
"You..." The man was provoked, pointing at Chen Yang to retaliate, but was interrupted by the middle-aged man, "Enough talking, let’s attack, whether we escape today depends on fate."
With that, the middle-aged man made a decisive move.
The Thundering Palm Strike, imbued with the power of lightning, swiftly aimed at Chen Yang.
The middle-aged man’s skills were formidable.
Even within this formation, he remained powerful.
Especially with his unique Thundering Palm Strike, of great might.
Confronting the middle-aged man’s attack, Chen Yang dared not be careless.
"Face your death!"
Chen Yang wielded the Stone-Cutting Sword, charging forward to engage in battle with the middle-aged man and the other.
Having already taken one down, Chen Yang was fully capable of handling the remaining two.
Plus, with the formation’s power, he even held the upper hand, unchallenged.
But the middle-aged pair suffered.
Their power was drained, unable to compete with Chen Yang, facing his attacks with mounting pressure.
As one wrong move would lead them to the same fate as the man before.
Killed by a single sword strike!
"The formation’s suppression is too overwhelming, we’re not their match!"
After several rounds, the middle-aged man spoke in alarm.
Initially, he thought, at least two together would withstand a while, but now it seems they are completely outmatched.
Continuing the fight will only lead to both falling.
"What to do then?"
The other was more frightened as most of Chen Yang’s attacks targeted him, narrowly escaping numerous times in mere rounds.
He dared not assume he could endure further attacks.
"Attack together, fight with all we have!"
The middle-aged man shouted furiously.
"Alright." The other did not hesitate, realizing mere defense would mean death.
Instead, he chose to fight desperately, unleashing his full spiritual power to attack Chen Yang.
Despite being a mid-Spirit Gathering level expert, his desperate burst of attack was indeed strong.
A basketball-sized blue sphere rapidly coalesced, engulfed in formidable energy, hurtling towards Chen Yang.
"Die for me!!"
The man’s bloodshot eyes showed his desperate resolve.
Unexpectedly, while launching the desperate assault, the middle-aged man who suggested it immediately changed course and fled.
"Nice move."
Chen Yang coldly laughed, observing.
The man was used as a pawn.
He wanted to chase the middle-aged man, but the other’s attack was already at point-blank range.
Helpless, he had to first deal with the man before him.
"Gathering Spirit Seal!!"
Chen Yang manipulated spiritual energy, swiftly countering with a Gathering Spirit Seal.
The power disparity was obvious, plus the Gathering Spirit Seal technique was far more profound.
Upon collision with the blue sphere, it promptly neutralized it.
Thud...
The strongest blow neutralized, the man suffered backlash, sweet to the throat, and soon spat blood.
Before he could react, Chen Yang suddenly appeared before him, striking his chest.
Immediately, his organs felt as if they would burst, collapsing.
Boom!!
Falling from height, creating a large pit upon impact.
Though severely injured, he wasn’t completely immobile, trying to get up.
But before fully rising, a sword qi swiftly cut through, severing his throat.
Struggling briefly, life faded away!
A mid-Spirit Gathering expert, dead!
"Pathetic." Chen Yang shook his head, then instantly disappeared from his spot.
He pursued the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man, using the other’s assault as a cover had fled frantically, by now who knows how far.
But Chen Yang’s speed was greater, catching up in mere minutes.
At this point, the man had traveled several li.
Yet, the formation’s broad range still enveloped him.
"What’s this formation? I’m so far, yet haven’t escaped?"
The middle-aged man felt Chen Yang closing in and tightened his guard!
Without a word, he utilized his scant spiritual energy to accelerate, fleeing desperately.
"Trying to leave? Stay here!"
Chen Yang pushed his speed to its limit, in a few breaths catching up, throwing a Gathering Spirit Seal towards the man’s back.
The man felt a chill on his back, immediately halted, turned, and collided with the Gathering Spirit Seal with a fierce palm.
Bang!!
Spiritual energy exploded, the Gathering Spirit Seal dissipated.
The powerful shock numbed the man’s palm!
"No wonder the young master considers you a foe, indeed you are formidable, I underestimated you." The man stabilized himself with difficulty, glaring at Chen Yang.
With the man halted, Chen Yang also ceased pursuit, maintaining a ten-meter distance.
