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"Damn it, that bastard! He must have countless Formation Masters backing him to set up so many formations in just three minutes!"
"This time we're done for; not a single one of us will make it back!"
"I sensed something was off in the Lord's Mansion long ago, but you insisted on leading the team down here. Damn it!"
The Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer watched as one Jiaoleimen disciple after another fell, their eyes filled with rage. They barely managed to protect themselves, but soon it turned into a dog-eat-dog situation.
"Second Elder, did you ever warn me? Don't push all the blame onto me when things go wrong! That guy is so cunning; he caught us off guard. If we fall, we fall—who doesn't face death?"
"That's easy to say. Before dying, you won't even get to touch a hair on that guy. Are you satisfied with that?"
"What does it matter if I'm not satisfied? Damn it, what kind of powerful force did that bunch of pigs from Maguan City provoke for us? That young man dug the pit and is just waiting for us to jump in!"
"All this is useless now; we need to find a way to break out!"
The Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer had a brief moment of agreement amidst their chaos.
But breaking out was merely a fantasy. Formations surrounded them; one careless move could lead to an attack. How could they possibly charge out?
Inside the Lord's Mansion, countless large formations dazzled with vibrant colors, appearing stunning from the outside. But those trapped inside the Seven-Colored Formation were suffering immensely.
It was like ice and fire on either side.
A moment later, only the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer remained alive in the Lord's Mansion; everyone else lay dead around them.
Yet even the surviving Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer were covered in wounds.
"I never expected that after traversing the Blackwater Territory for a lifetime, we would end up falling to a mere novice. Alas, such is fate; we truly have no control over it."
At this moment, the attacking formation had ceased, and the Golden Dragon Embroiderer sat on the ground, bitterly smiling.
"The most terrifying part is that after this battle, Jiaoleimen has already lost half of its strength. Master Pan and the Ancestor will surely come to Maguan City. This formation cannot trap the Ancestor, but we cannot guarantee that there aren't other experts backing that kid. If anything happens to the Ancestor, Jiaoleimen will be completely finished," said the Silver Dragon Embroiderer with a sorrowful tone.
"Indeed, that fool Ma Tao! I knew he was incompetent, but I never expected him to cause us such a huge disaster this time."
"In reality, we at Jiaoleimen have gone too far in our actions."
"Too far? Which force in the Central Domain isn't like this? This is a world where the weak are preyed upon by the strong!"
The two fell silent. It was indeed a world of survival of the fittest; they just never imagined that they would now be the weak ones, preyed upon by others.
It was even more frustrating that so many disciples of Jiaoleimen had died, yet they had not even seen the mastermind behind the formation.
They could not believe that it was Wei Chen who had done all of this. Such complex formations required many Formation Masters working together to accomplish within three days; it was impossible for just one person to manage.
But who could deny that Wei Chen was indeed a master of formations?
His path of cultivation had been quite smooth, largely aided by the Demon Lotus, but his understanding of formations was something he possessed on his own—something even Old Man Han Mang praised him for.
Meeting Wei Chen truly marked their misfortune.
Wei Chen, along with Ji Mei and Gu Yuehong, slowly walked out, looking down imposingly at the despondent Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer sitting on the ground.
The Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer looked at Wei Chen, Ji Mei, and Gu Yuehong, their eyes blazing with fury. "You will die a terrible death!"
"Hold on, old fools. Even at this point, you still refuse to admit defeat? The ones who are going to die are you!"
Wei Chen raised his hand and unleashed a wave of Soul Power, triggering the formation set up around the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer. In an instant, they let out horrifying screams as the intense white light from the formation nearly blinded them.
The screams echoed outside the Lord's Mansion, causing those who were watching to exchange glances. The Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer held high positions within the Jiaoleimen; many recognized them. Could they really be taken down so easily?
They were eager to enter the Lord's Mansion to see what was happening, but no one dared to take that step.
The seven-layered formation above the Lord's Mansion was not something to be trifled with!
"It seems like everyone from Jiaoleimen is finished."
"Exactly. Those bastards, who bully the weak and fear the strong, should have met their end long ago."
"I just wonder how many forces are behind Wei Young Master. Such a complex formation can't be set up by one person alone; the so-called Peach Blossom Sect must exist!"
"That Peach Blossom Sect must be a Grandmaster of Formation, right? In the Central Domain, there’s no shortage of Cloud Spirit Sects, but what we lack most are Grandmasters of Formation. Forget about Nine-Rank Sects; there isn't even a decent Eighth-Rank Formation sect in the Central Domain. If Peach Blossom Sect can fill that gap, then the future developments are beyond our imagination."
"Indeed, a Grandmaster of Formation is a taboo existence. Formations are elusive and hard to grasp, which makes them terrifying. Jiaoleimen has really bitten off more than they can chew this time by encountering a Grandmaster of Formation; it's just their bad luck."
"At this point, even if Sect Leader Zhao Dahai of the Blade Sect and Sect Master Zixiao of the Qingyi Sect came together with the ancestors of Jiaoleimen, it would be futile."
"They might be able to break through formations of this level, but who can guarantee that this mysterious Peach Blossom Sect doesn't have even more formidable formations? Jiaoleimen is doomed; for us, this is great news! I hope Peach Blossom Sect establishes itself within Jiaoleimen's territory and even takes over all of Jiaoleimen's lands. Our lives will surely be better than they are now."
"Well, that Wei Young Master is kind-hearted and exceptionally talented. If the Peach Blossom Sect really comes, even if I can't learn profound formations, I would still be willing to join as an ordinary disciple."
"I would be willing too! Finding a reliable Cloud Spirit Sect is much better than being a lonely ghost on my own! Previously, we couldn't stand the style of Jiaoleimen and had to remain solitary. If there were a compassionate organization to accept me, I would definitely join."
...
The crowd was abuzz with discussion, countless gazes directed toward the City Lord's Mansion. However, separated by the formation, they could only speculate about what lay inside.
Inside the City Lord's Mansion, the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer were enduring trials they had never encountered in their lives.
An incredibly terrifying formation unleashed wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and heat, taking turns to torment them. They could not break free from the formation and could only struggle and scream in agony.
Ji Mei asked with some reluctance, "What kind of formation is this, Wei Chen?"
"Wind Thunder Formation. It contains countless tortures from nature; it's considered a Ninth-Rank Formation. Anyway, even if the Golden Dragon Embroiderer and Silver Dragon Embroiderer risk their lives, they won't escape. Let them enjoy it slowly; they will die in a few hours."
Wei Chen chuckled coldly and shot a threatening glance at Ji Mei, who immediately fell silent.
Compassion should never be shown when it is unwarranted!
Gu Yuehong said lightly, "This is just a very low-level torturous formation. There are more powerful formations that can directly attack the Spirit, and some can even gradually strip away a person's Three Souls and Seven Spirits. That kind of pain is a hundred times worse than the torment of wind and thunder."
He looked deeply at Wei Chen and added, "If you could create such a formation, even the top-tier experts in this world would be doomed."
"You overestimate me. My current strength isn't enough to create such a formation," Wei Chen replied with a bitter smile, secretly thinking that if he could create such a formation, wouldn't everyone in the Central Domain have to walk sideways like crabs?
"The road ahead is long and arduous; all we can do is strive. To set up so many formations in such a short time, including those from Huaxia, your Formation Assignment is truly unprecedented." Gu Yuehong looked at Wei Chen, admiration shining in her eyes. It was admiration for Wei Chen, not for the Demon Lotus Emperor.
Ji Mei, being a woman, could not bear to witness such tormenting scenes. She shook her head and sighed a few times before leaving. By the formation, Wei Chen and Gu Yuehong quietly watched the Silver Dragon Embroiderer and Golden Dragon Embroiderer being burned by fire, pierced by ice, whipped by fierce winds, and struck by lightning, feeling utterly delighted.
Wei Chen had never been one to show mercy; however, there were times when he hesitated to deliver a fatal blow. Deep down, he always retained a sense of kindness. Even under the influence of the Demon Lotus, he managed to hold onto that kindness, which was quite rare.
In reality, the influence of the Demon Lotus was subtly altering his ruthless temperament. The current Wei Chen was no longer the coward from the Cloud Spirit Sect who could be easily bullied.
Transformation cannot be rushed; it must come gradually for it to be thorough.
Wei Chen had a slight awareness of the changes within himself but dismissed them. A man must know when to act and when to refrain; if killing is necessary, then one should kill. Being overly cautious would only lead to downfall. Especially with people from Jiaoleimen, every additional kill was a gain.
In the Central Domain, perhaps the most worthless thing was human life.
Several hours later, the formations within and above the city lord's mansion vanished, and Wei Chen appeared alongside Ji Mei and Gu Yuehong before the crowd.
Seeing Wei Chen, Ji Mei, and Gu Yuehong looking unscathed and in high spirits further convinced the onlookers that behind these three stood formidable individuals. Jiaoleimen had encountered tough opponents; they would have to swallow this bitter fruit themselves.
"Everyone disperse! The next wave of arrivals will be even stronger. Our formations may not hold up then. When real battles commence, everything within a mile will be reduced to rubble. The strongest among Jiaoleimen are at the Earth Soul Realm. If you get caught in this mess and lose your lives here, it would be a loss indeed. It’s not worth sacrificing your life just for a show," Wei Chen declared as he surveyed the crowd with a hearty laugh.
"Young Master Wei, does your Peach Blossom Sect need recruits? I am willing to become a disciple of Peach Blossom Sect, loyal and devoted without hesitation!"
"I also wish to join Peach Blossom Sect! I hope you will grant me this opportunity!"
Voices calling to join the Peach Blossom Sect reached Wei Chen's ears one after another.
After some persuasion, Wei Chen managed to send everyone away. He needed to set up a formation that was extremely powerful; any mistake could level the entire lord's mansion and the surrounding area. It was best to evacuate the civilians first.
Not killing innocents was Wei Chen's bottom line.
There was still about three hours left, and the next wave of people would be very strong. Wei Chen hurriedly began arranging the formation.
The news of the deaths of the Grand Elder and the Second Elder in Maguan City had reached Jiaoleimen. The Blade Sect Leader Zhao Dahai and the Sect Master of the Qingyi Sect Zixiao were furious. They dismissed their subordinates and entered a secret chamber alone.
Inside the chamber, an elderly man with a pale complexion sat quietly in meditation. His rhythmic breathing filled the air with a sense of harmony, wisps of ethereal energy swirling around him.
"Battle of Horns, what happened?"
Seeing the pale face of the sect leader Battle of Horns, the old man narrowed his eyes, ending his meditation and standing up to ask.
"Ancestor, the Grand Elder and Second Elder are dead; the enemy is very strong," Battle of Horns said in a deep voice.
Upon hearing this, a strong sense of danger emanated from the old man. The formidable aura of someone at the Peak of Earth Soul Realm made Battle of Horns feel a surge of joy.
"Ancestor, you have broken through to the Peak of Earth Soul Realm?"
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