Chapter 324: Crushing the Qinfeng Sect
and said: "To Madam, this spirit pattern consists of thirty primal elements, twelve yin elements, and eighteen yang elements.""Indeed, this is the simplest of all spirit patterns in the way of Spirit...Everything was in place, Lu Ye arrived at the last position, gently waved the battle flag in his hand, and spiritual power surged.
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And immediately thirty-one battle flags resonated, and all the warriors holding the flags performed their spells.
Thirty-two battle flags were plastered onto the great array curtain, and with the efforts of the cultivators led by Lu Ye, those pitch-black flags merged into the curtain at a visible speed.
Lu Ye raised an eyebrow.
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This comes from the banner rewards in Hundred-Layered Tower, it's a bit better than expected.
Zhao Li and Song Yin, who had witnessed this scene, were both startled. Zhao Li, being a cultivator of formations, immediately understood the significance of what they saw. Although Song Yin wasn't familiar with formations, she could also tell that things were progressing smoothly.
The guardian of Qinfengmen panicked.
He had never seen such bizarre methods before. With the large array jade in his hand, he could clearly sense that some foreign objects had been integrated into the array. But just as he tried to activate the jade to expel these foreign objects, he couldn't lock onto the target at all. The feeling was as if those foreign objects had already merged with the array as one.
Never had he seen such a tactic. Throughout history, the Lingxi battlefield had never witnessed anything like it.
Lingxi Realm cultivators' cultivation levels were not high. Even those old-established Lingxi Realm cultivators, after their cultivation had reached a standstill, devoted decades to studying formations, but their achievements were still limited due to their own cultivation level. Perhaps they could break some small-scale formations, but it would be impossible to shake the massive defensive formation of their dwelling place.
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Even he, as steady as he was, couldn't help but swallow nervously.
Inside the Hundred Towers, he continuously consumed the Soul Washing Water to wash away the fatigue from his spirit. But the effect of the Soul Washing Water was not merely washing away spiritual fatigue. After using most of a bottle, at this moment, his soul's resilience even surpassed that of an ordinary Yunhe Realm cultivator.
The most obvious sign is that Lu Ye can now activate the four defensive artifacts with ease. Even empowering these four artifacts with double spirit patterns seems effortless to him.
The extreme range of a general nine-tiered defensive magical weapon is about forty zhang. Beyond that, it becomes uncontrollable. However, Lu Ye's current weapon has a range of sixty zhang.
A difference of twenty zhang is quite a concept. It means that cultivators of the same level couldn't even get close to him, they would be instantly killed by his magic weapons.
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Lü Yè weaved through the chaotic battlefield, his eyes fixed on the Guardian of Qingfeng Gate.
Under the blessing of the Fengxing Lingwen, his figure surged forward rapidly.
A cultivator from the Qingfeng Sect attempted to stop them, turning as they fled. Amber, who was perched on Lu Ye's shoulder, let out a roar that could be heard clearly, and a visible wave of air slammed into those cultivators, causing them all to grimace in pain with stars dancing before their eyes.
Although they quickly recovered, what greeted them were incoming streaks of magical energy weapons, along with the spells unleashed by Yiyi, who stayed close to Lu Ye.
Screams rose and fell in waves, as a dozen or so Qingfeng Sect cultivators lay sprawled across the ground, their blood staining the earth red.
Shape shifting, Lu Ye dashed a few steps to the front of Qingfeng Gate's town guard commander. This man was also a soldier cultivator; upon seeing the horrifying situation, he wielded his own spiritual artifact, but a flash of snow-bright blade light appeared in front of him, and before he could react, his head soared high into the air.or was shut tight. Lu Ye sat majestically on a grand chair, the Pianshan Blade casually lying beside him as he closed his eyes in meditation.A girl who bore a striking resemblance to Ye Liuli in her b...