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Gu Yuehong gradually developed a sense of trust in Wei Chen. It was not just because of Wei Chen's identity as the Demon Lotus Successor, but also due to his profound understanding of formations.
Having experienced the battles between the human race and the Demon Alliance in the Hua Xia World, Gu Yuehong was well aware of the power of human formations. Even the formidable Demon Lotus Emperor had suffered greatly at the hands of these formations. From that time on, Gu Yuehong held a deep respect for Formation Masters.
Now, it was clear that Wei Chen was a master in the realm of formations.
"I really don't know whether to call you the Demon Lotus Emperor or just your name," Gu Yuehong remarked.
"Call me whatever you like. I prefer my name; after all, the title of Demon Lotus Emperor is from a thousand years ago. I carry on his will and inherit the body of the Demon Lotus, but I don't need to continue using that imposing name."
Upon hearing this, Gu Yuehong nodded slightly and fell silent, soaring into the air. His powerful consciousness spread out, monitoring the surroundings.
Wei Chen began setting up the formation, choosing the simplest one from the spirit stones. However, even with this simplicity, he could not fully complete it; he only managed to create a rough outline, and its combat effectiveness remained uncertain.
Finally, after several hours, Gu Yuehong noticed over a hundred individuals from the Spirit Wisdom Realm, Surge Realm, and even two Eighth Rank Soul Realm Experts approaching. He landed beside Wei Chen and said in a low voice, "Wei Chen, people from Jiaoleimen are here."
Ji Mei also rushed out, her face filled with anticipation. She knew that Wei Chen had set up many formations within the city lord's mansion and was eager to see their power in action. Not all of Jiaoleimen's members could have arrived, nor could they all be strong; the first wave would likely not be too powerful.
Initially lacking confidence in Wei Chen's formations, she felt reassured upon seeing his composed demeanor.
"How many Eighth Rank Soul Realm Experts are there?" she asked.
"Two."
"Only two? Heh heh, from now on, none of you need to lift a finger; just watch. My formations can handle any ordinary Human Soul Realm experts—no matter how many come, they'll all fall."
With that said, Wei Chen took the lead and flew into the air. Ji Mei and Gu Yuehong flanked him on either side as they gazed calmly at the approaching figures from Jiaoleimen dressed in white robes.
Countless residents of Maguan City moved into action, occupying all high ground around the city lord's mansion. They looked up at Wei Chen, Ji Mei, and Gu Yuehong in the sky.
What they saw were three individuals wearing cold smiles, unafraid even in the face of formidable enemies closing in.
No matter what, the three young individuals who could stand against Jiaoleimen were undoubtedly exceptional talents. In the entire Central Domain, such talents were few and far between.
During this time, the people of Maguan City searched everywhere for news about the Peach Blossom Sect, but they found not a single useful piece of information. The so-called second Ninth-Rank Power that was about to be established in the Blackwater Territory seemed to be rather low-key. Aside from these three young individuals mentioning it, no one had found any mention of the Peach Blossom Sect anywhere.
So, what exactly was the Peach Blossom Sect?
Perhaps today, during this Battle, the Peach Blossom Sect would finally reveal itself?
No matter how impressive the three young individuals were, could they really contend with half of Jiaoleimen's strong forces?
Among the more than a hundred powerful members of Jiaoleimen, there were even two renowned experts, all of whom were from Jiaoleimen's headquarters. Their combat strength was not something the stationed personnel of Maguan City could compare to; the three young individuals were certainly no match for Jiaoleimen's Army.
There must be hidden experts from the Peach Blossom Sect behind them, which was why they could remain so calm and fearless in the face of danger.
In short, having support gave them confidence.
The members of Jiaoleimen slowly flew toward the Lord's Mansion.
At a distance of a hundred meters from the Lord's Mansion, a group dressed entirely in white robes came to a halt in perfect formation, clearly well-trained individuals.
Two of them had embroidered Golden Divine Dragons and Silver Dragons on their sleeves, indicating their significant status within Jiaoleimen. The Golden Dragon Embroiderer was the Grand Elder of Jiaoleimen, while the Silver Dragon Embroiderer was the Second Elder.
The presence of both the Grand Elder and the Second Elder showed how much importance they placed on the events in Maguan City.
A heavily fortified city had been inexplicably taken down; how could Jiaoleimen not be furious?
However, despite their anger, they did not lose their composure. Seeing the three young individuals standing confidently, they dared not recklessly enter the area around the Lord's Mansion and stopped a hundred meters away.
Upon seeing the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer, Wei Chen immediately recognized their strength. The Golden Dragon Embroiderer was at the eighth level of Human Soul Realm, while the Silver Dragon Embroiderer was at the fifth level. Both were formidable opponents; in a one-on-one fight, Wei Chen, with his first level in Human Soul Realm and without having practiced any powerful Eighth Rank Soul Technique, would certainly not stand a chance against either of them.
However, thinking about the formations within the Lord's Mansion made Wei Chen feel fearless.
"Friend, which faction do you belong to? We are the First Eighth-Rank Sect, Jiaoleimen, under the Blackwater Sect. We have some reputation in the Blackwater Territory, so why must you be so aggressive?"
The Golden Dragon Embroiderer was uncertain about the identities of Wei Chen and his companions, and there was a hint of respect in his words.
Anyone who could hold the position of Grand Elder in Jiaoleimen was certainly no fool; they wouldn't act recklessly.
Wei Chen curled his lips and sneered, "Old fellow, stop pretending. It doesn't matter what faction we belong to; what matters is that this Maguan City is no longer related to your Jiaoleimen. Those from Jiaoleimen stationed in Maguan City have either fled in fear or have been eliminated by me. If you are here for revenge, there's no need for further discussion."
"Revenge? Heh, friend, you're mistaken. We're not here for revenge; those people are dead and that's that," the Golden Dragon Embroiderer chuckled.
"Oh? Not for revenge? Then what are you here for?" Wei Chen narrowed his eyes.
"Our intention is simple: you are all talented individuals. If you join our Jiaoleimen, we will treat you as future leaders and nurture you. Whatever you desire, we can provide. If your Peach Blossom Sect truly exists, joining Jiaoleimen will be exempted, but we still need your Cloud Spirit Sect elders to give us an explanation," the Golden Dragon Embroiderer said calmly.
"Heh, an explanation? First of all, we have no interest in your trashy Jiaoleimen. Secondly, our Cloud Spirit Sect elders also have no interest in associating with your kind. Honestly, speaking with you feels like dirtying my mouth!" Wei Chen scoffed loudly.
The crowd gathered near the city lord's mansion felt a sense of disbelief at Wei Chen's words. The army was closing in, yet this young man could still insult the people of Jiaoleimen with such arrogance?
"Is that fellow insane?"
"Does it look like it? That fellow seems to have some confidence; Jiaoleimen is definitely not a soft target! In the Blackwater Territory, Jiaoleimen ranks just below the Blackwater Sect!"
"Regardless, this is going to be entertaining. Jiaoleimen is bound to suffer this time; who knows how many of these people will make it back alive? Those three young men are not easy opponents; let's see how many Jiaoleimen members they can take down."
"After this catastrophe, Jiaoleimen's power will be significantly weakened; they won't be so rampant anymore."
"Let's hope so. I wish those three can survive; with them around, Jiaoleimen will surely be restless."
...
Voices of discussion rose and fell like waves, with everyone siding with Wei Chen and his group. Jiaoleimen had been oppressing their territory without regard for public sentiment, and everyone was eager for their downfall.
But they did not dare to expect that the three young people above the Lord's Mansion could truly eliminate the Jiaoleimen. After all, the gap in strength seemed too great.
Hearing Wei Chen's words, the Golden Dragon Embroiderer trembled with rage; he held a high position within the Jiaoleimen and had never suffered such humiliation before.
"Are you really going to do this? Don't push your luck; in the end, it will be you who suffers!"
"You old bastard, let me tell you, stop whining like a coward. I killed your people; if you want revenge, come at me! Why make so much noise?"
Wei Chen sneered and extended two middle fingers toward the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer.
Gu Yuehong hesitated for a moment but then mimicked Wei Chen's gesture, raising two middle fingers as well.
Finally, Ji Mei, wearing a veil, raised her two middle fingers as well, though it was unclear what she was thinking.
Seeing the six middle fingers, the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer exchanged glances, their eyes flashing with coldness.
The onlookers held their breath, watching intently. The negotiation had collapsed; a battle was inevitable. It remained to be seen whether the three would continue to create miracles or if the Jiaoleimen would take revenge for their own.
"Kill! Leave no survivors!"
The Golden Dragon Embroiderer shouted fiercely and charged toward Wei Chen and his companions alongside the Silver Dragon Embroiderer.
Ji Mei and Gu Yuehong quickly retreated into the Lord's Mansion while Wei Chen feigned a few moves in mid-air, delivering several palm strikes from a distance. He cursed the ancestors of the Silver Dragon Embroiderer and Golden Dragon Embroiderer, as well as those of the Jiaoleimen, pretending to be at a disadvantage as he landed inside the Lord's Mansion.
"So it was just empty bravado!" The Golden Dragon Embroiderer's face darkened as he led a large group into the Lord's Mansion.
Once everyone had entered the Lord's Mansion, a brilliant light suddenly erupted!
Immediately after, countless beams of light surged upward in layers!
Above the entire Lord's Mansion, formations of seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo, and violet—overlapped one another, enveloping the entire mansion within.
"Tricked! Retreat!" The Golden Dragon Embroiderer shouted angrily, leading the charge towards the formation. However, the confinement array had already surrounded the entire Lord's Manor, and their attempts to use the Soul Technique to attack the formation were like stones sinking into the ocean; they simply could not break through.
Both the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and the Silver Dragon Embroiderer launched a fierce assault, only to be repelled by the formation, unable to escape.
Onlookers outside the Lord's Manor were left speechless at this scene.
They could hardly believe that within just three hours, seven powerful formations had been set up inside the Lord's Manor.
Furious, the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer exchanged glances, their expressions filled with ruthless determination.
Since they couldn't escape, they would first eliminate their enemies!
They followed the direction where Wei Chen and his companions had vanished and pursued them.
However, after only a few steps, the aura of the formation surged again, this time launching an offensive array!
Countless waves of Palm Power and sword energy surged forth towards Jiaoleimen's members with ferocity!
The screams echoed, shaking the hearts of those watching outside the Lord's Manor.
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