Chapter 1857: Kui Lei

Chapter 1840

"Run! Alliance Leader Yansheng has been cut in half!"

Amidst the cracks in the time-space rift, a sudden uproar erupted on the battlefield. Everyone gazed at the horrifying bloody sight in the void, filled with panic.

One move!

Just one move!

Alliance Leader Yansheng charged forward, but before he could even act, a strange purple light flashed from the illusory purple eye outside the rift, and the Alliance Leader of the Tianmeng was instantly cut in half.

"How is that possible?"

"That's the Alliance Leader, the number one Half-Saint of the Northern Region!"

"He... he couldn't even react? What exactly is that purple giant eye monster... Ah—"

Facts proved that while one could eat indiscriminately, one truly could not speak carelessly.

Because of uttering a few extra words about that so-called "purple giant eye monster," several Spirit Cultivators exploded and died while fleeing in a panic.

Among them were many Taixu!

Even Taixu were instantly killed from a distance, which caused even greater alarm.

What level of existence was this, that it couldn't even be discussed?

"The grand formation!"

Jiang Nayou, a Taixu guarding the frontier tent, also turned pale with fright, his emotions swayed by those scrambling to escape.

But after all, he was someone who had witnessed many grand scenes.

There were too many precedents for a Half-Saint being instantly killed.

In his panic, Jiang Nayou quickly regained his composure and immediately thought of the grand formation that could save lives:

"Don't run, you can't escape. Quickly activate the grand formation!"

"This is at least a Half-Step Saint Emperor level monster... existence. If you keep running, can you outrun the speed that instantly kills a Half-Saint?"

On the battlefield of the time-space rift, Half-Saints rarely made a move. Taixu were the main fighting force and had the right to speak.

As soon as these words were uttered, countless people instantly calmed down, remembering the Saint-grade Heavenly Mystery Formation from the hands of the Dao Hall Master, as if drowning people had grasped the last straw.

"Formation of Despair!"

"After the Dao Hall Master took office, he spent a full twenty years continuously perfecting it. It's named Saint-grade, but it's actually a Super Saint-grade Heavenly Mystery Formation. It can repel all monsters outside the time-space rift, giving us a chance to breathe."

"The grand formation is constructed by drawing power from various interdimensional rifts on the time-space rift battlefield, and it can also consume the life-and-death power of monsters to maintain its operation. It combines the opportune time, geographical advantages, and monster-harmony into one, using strength to nurture strength, ceaselessly regenerating—the Formation of Despair will surely stop them!"

Many hardened warriors of the Northern Region regained their courage to fight.

When Gao Zhan, the Half-Saint of the Black Tower, one of the Seven Stars of the Northern Region, appeared and took charge of the situation, everyone found their backbone again and took their respective positions.

The Formation of Despair could withstand a Saint Emperor!

This was theoretical. Although it had never actually been proven, at this moment, everyone was willing to believe it.

Since its construction, this formation had only been activated three times, and each time it successfully repelled the enemy.

It had been eight years since it was last activated.

Such a trump card was most effective against these three unknown monsters.

"Formation of Despair, activate!"

With the Black Tower Half-Saint as the core, and other Saints and Taixu as auxiliary positions, after everyone was in place, a loud cry followed.

With a buzzing sound, streams of Heavenly Mystery light shot out from various interdimensional rifts on the battlefield, interweaving into a net.

Soon, the giant net-like barrier arched upwards, forming a crystalline, undulating water membrane that enveloped the entire time-space rift.

A full sense of security!

This was the unfathomable Dao Qiongcang!

At this moment, many Spirit Cultivators, protected in the Dao Hall Master's embrace, reminisced about that era... just over half a year ago.

"Unfortunately, the Dao Hall Master is no more."

"Speaking of which, in the past, after we formed the array, we could call for aid from the Sacred Palace Hall, and the Dao Hall Master would rush to support us immediately."

"Now that we've formed the array, what else can we do? Wait for death?"

These words led to silence.

After all, the Sacred Palace Hall was a thing of the past.

After Dao Xuanji took power, he exhausted the thousands of years of fortune of Mount Gui Zhe. Subsequently, the succeeding Hall Masters either died or perished, and even the Great Emperor Cang Sheng was no exception.

Now, among the Ten-Person Deliberation Group, only the Element God Envoy Zhong Yuanzi, who was neither truly powerful nor completely weak, remained to manage the chaotic situation.

The Sacred Palace Hall existed in name only!

"Ask Saint Slaves for help?" someone uttered with difficulty.

This was too painful. The mighty Tianmeng of the Northern Region was reduced to seeking help from a dark force.

But even Alliance Leader Yansheng was cut in half with one blow.

Aside from frightening combat powers like Lord Shou, there were no better candidates to repel the enemy on the time-space rift battlefield.

"Quickly go and ask Lord Shou, Ba Zun'an, and others for help!"

Gao Zhan, the Half-Saint of the Black Tower who was overseeing the battle, shouted loudly in mid-air.

He was burly, with a fierce face, holding a mysterious black tower in his hand. In terms of defense, he could rival Wei An of the Saint Guardian lineage in the Saint Palace.

While Alliance Leader Yansheng's remnant soul was fleeing and catching its breath, on this battlefield, only Gao Zhan could hold the fort and hold on for a moment.

"Black Tower Half-Saint is mighty!" The people below were encouraged.

The Black Tower Half-Saint specialized in defense. With him overseeing the Formation of Despair, even if these three monsters could unleash Saint Emperor level attacks,

At least, they could hold out for three days!

"Hmm? This is..."

By the frontier tent, Jiang Nayou huddled into a small ball, trying to reduce his presence, mainly focusing on surviving by staying out of trouble.

But suddenly, he caught a glimpse of a bloody remnant soul shooting out from a space crack beside him, and his pupils immediately dilated.

"Alliance Leader Yansheng!"

Jiang Nayou cried out, quickly pulling out a pill, wanting to feed it to Alliance Leader Yansheng to save his life.

Alliance Leader Yansheng of the Tianmeng was severely injured.

He was too weak to even digest the Soul-Saving Pill's medicinal power and dared not swallow it. He could only manage to speak with a faint remnant soul:

"Retreat..."

Jiang Nayou was stunned. "Retreat what?"

He still wanted to feed the pill to Alliance Leader Yansheng to save his life, but the latter swatted it away.

"Let... Gao Zhan... retreat..."

Alliance Leader Yansheng's voice was filled with horror, as if he had experienced something terrifying.

What did this mean?

Was he driven crazy by that purple-eyed monster?

If Black Tower Half-Saint Gao Zhan retreated now, who would take charge of the situation? Was he, Taixu Jiang Nayou, supposed to?

"Alliance Leader, you absolutely cannot retreat..."

"I said! Retreat!"

"Cannot..."

"Useless!"

Jiang Nayou was stunned by this sudden scolding. He was furious. He was trying to save him, why scold him? And why ask Gao Zhan to retreat?

If Gao Zhan retreated, would the time-space rift still be defended?

If these monsters were all released into the Five Regions, that would truly be a massacre of living beings—was he, Jiang Nayou, not far-sighted enough?

"It cannot be held..."

Alliance Leader Yansheng's remnant soul looked at the sky, knowing that with the delay from this unknown Taixu, it was already too late.

Gao Zhan, perhaps, would not survive.

"Alliance Leader, rest assured, Black Tower Half-Saint is one of the Seven Stars. In terms of defense, he is no less than the Saint Guardian Wei An. With the Dao Hall Master's Formation of Despair, it will have a miraculous effect..."

Before he finished speaking, a scream came from high above.

Jiang Nayou's expression changed, and he quickly turned his head, only to see a locust branch extending from beyond the Nine Heavens, breaking through the constantly shattering temporal flow.

The branch of the old locust tree easily broke through the barrier constructed by the Formation of Despair, pierced through the absolute defense of the black tower, and deeply penetrated Black Tower Half-Saint Gao Zhan's body from his crown.

"Ah—"

Gao Zhan screamed.

With pain that made him uncontrollably shake his head wildly, blood and tears splattered on his face, a truly horrific sight.

Everyone below was stunned.

The Formation of Despair, breached with one blow?

The Black Tower Half-Saint's defense, like paper?

"Impossible..."

Jiang Nayou tightly clenched his fists, whispering, "Impossible! Black Tower Half-Saint can hold on, he definitely can ho—"

Before he finished speaking.

In mid-air, Gao Zhan, whose body was pierced by the locust branch, rapidly swelled up. His shoulders swelled, his thighs swelled, and his stomach also swelled.

It looked...

Like...

"Giving birth?"

Jiang Nayou was dumbfounded.

With a crisp cracking sound, Gao Zhan's round, ballooned belly split open, and his intestines and organs burst forth.

Inside his belly, ugly, dull-headed black dolls danced and jumped out, crying out in babbling noises:

"Ow ow ow..."

"Yiyou, yiyou..."

"Gugagua, gugagua..."

As these monstrous little dolls were born, each one was incredibly hideous. Before they even hit the ground, they exploded one after another in mid-air.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Gao Zhan's body was shattered by the rampant Saint power in mid-air.

Alliance Leader Yansheng managed to survive the purple giant eye monster and escape with a remnant soul because the purple giant eye's attack still had a barrier with the time-space rift plane, and it hadn't permeated through yet.

The old locust tree's branch was incredibly real, seemingly penetrating from the outside. The power it carried not only exploded Gao Zhan's Saint body but also his soul and consciousness, turning them all into dust.

"Woo—"

A mournful wail echoed through the time-space rift.

Everyone instantly realized what it was: a Saint had fallen!

With just one strike, Black Tower Half-Saint Gao Zhan couldn't even run and perished on the spot?

"I..."

Jiang Nayou's face was completely devoid of color.

Only then did he realize what Alliance Leader Yansheng had been saying.

Retreat wasn't because they weren't defending.

It was because it simply couldn't be defended, so there was no need for this meaningless sacrifice. Saving one Saint was saving one Saint.

But because of his own... confidence in Gao Zhan, confidence in the Dao Hall Master... that wasn't wrong either!

But Gao Zhan, he died?

"Retreat—"

Jiang Nayou poked his head out.

Even though his legs were weak at this moment, he still forcefully pressed against the tent, propped himself up, and shouted this phrase hoarsely:

"By the Alliance Leader's order, everyone, withdraw from the time-space rift!"

He didn't even need to say it. As soon as one Saint, Gao Zhan, fell, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

Each one wished they had wings or two more legs to escape faster.

Jiang Nayou also ran.

He ran with Alliance Leader Yansheng's remnant soul.

But just then.

"Zzzzz—"

Like the sole retrograde traveler against a mountain collapse and sea roar, a purple lightning bolt pierced out from a distant spatial crack, brushed past his ear, and sped backward.

Jiang Nayou's scalp tingled, and the tips of his hair stiffened slightly.

In a momentary trance, as if it were eternal, he saw his first half of life, a life overshadowed and dim under the brilliance of his elder brother, Jiang Buyi.

"What was that..."

Jiang Nayou shook his head abruptly, snapping back to reality.

What was he thinking during his escape?

As he ran, he thought about that purple lightning, feeling it wasn't normal, and hastily glanced back.

This glance was crucial.

Everyone else was running outwards.

But that purple lightning, like a moth to a flame, actually plunged headfirst into the center of the battlefield—its target was clearly the place where Gao Zhan had fallen.

"Come back!"

Jiang Nayou was entrusted with authority in a defeated army, commanded in a time of crisis. The lives of all Spirit Cultivators on the time-space rift battlefield were his life.

Alliance Leader Yansheng had been cut in half.

Black Tower Half-Saint had been exploded from within.

Who was this arrogant fellow, harboring illusions of saving the world, actually trying to contend with the three terrifying and irresistible forces!

Jiang Nayou hurriedly stopped, turned back, and shouted:

"You scoundrel, quickly retreat!"

"The Alliance Leader's order is to retreat! Do not make any more meaningless sacrifices! Get back here!"

The purple lightning did not respond.

As it settled in the mid-air where Gao Zhan had fallen, its form materialized.

The people on the battlefield hastily turned their heads, only to see a high-flung, tattered cloak, and beneath it, a powerful, hideous demonic back that could not be concealed.

Handsome...

Of course, it was handsome.

But what good was it? Wasn't this just sacrificing oneself?

"Who is that?"

"Is he crazy? Even Alliance Leader Yansheng was cut in half..."

Amidst the low murmurs, people did not stop their flight. Only Jiang Nayou, holding the Alliance Leader's authority, couldn't bear to see another tragedy unfold, and yelled at the figure's back:

"Get back here, you damn fool!"

"A frog in a well, how can you know the bright moon in the sky?"

"Even Alliance Leader Yansheng was cut in half, do you really think you're some great hero who can save the time-space rift from deep waters and raging fires? Little do you know, it's like a puny ant shaking a tree, a mantis trying to stop a chariot, carrying firewood to put out a fire, throwing an egg at a..."

The big man high in the air could no longer stand it. He suddenly turned his head, his tiger eyes slightly narrowed, and purple lightning suddenly burst forth from their depths.

"Noisy."

*Crack!* Jiang Nayou, who directly met the gaze of that terrifying electric light, had his eyes silently shattered by thunder, his eyeballs exploding into blood blossoms.

His body felt as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer; his breastbone and ribs fractured, and he flew backward, directly smashing into a small hill several li away.

"Ugh,噗!"

Spitting out his last mouthful of blood mixed with bile, Jiang Nayou collapsed unconscious.

In the last moment before his consciousness left his body, what was fixed in his mind was only the short-haired man's face full of stubble.

That face...

He recognized it, it was clearly...

"Shenxiao Kaihou!"

A deep roar echoed in the air, and thunder rumbled in the time-space rift.

Purple lightning surged, creating a vast sea of thunder that, in an instant, submerged the entire sky above the Qiduan Jinshijing rift, spanning tens of thousands of li.

"This..."

On their escape route, all Spirit Cultivators were stopped in their tracks by this display of power, turning back with faces full of shock.

The sea of thunder obscured the sky.

A thunder giant, hundreds of zhang tall, rose from the sea of thunder, holding a shield in his left hand and a hammer in his right, stepping on stars and moons, looking down upon the universe with arrogance.

Those who had survived to this point on the time-space rift front were no ordinary people, nor were they inexperienced youngsters fresh out of the cultivation world.

On the contrary, most had either experienced or witnessed the battle of the Ten Venerables back then.

"Shenxiao Kaihou..."

When this enormous thunder giant appeared, it was even more terrifying than the thunder spirit in the battle of the Ten Venerables, if not more so.

Summoning an existence no less powerful than the three anomalous monsters outside the time-space rift, the identity of this burly man in a cloak was self-evident.

"The head of the Ten Venerables, Kui Leihan!"

Someone cried out in alarm, clutching their head. Hadn't Kui Leihan disappeared for thirty years?

What's more, it was rumored that he hadn't achieved Half-Saint for decades, or had already become depressed, fallen, and become the weakest among the Ten Venerables, not even comparable to Aunt Xiang.

But now, at the perilous moment for the time-space rift, this man stood up!

"Great, it's Kui Leihan, we're saved!"

People's faces showed hope as they looked up, gazing at the big man fighting three opponents in the sky, feeling that this was a true man.

But...

"Boom!"

As soon as Shenxiao Kaihou appeared and Kui Leihan moved,

Above the Nine Heavens, a... Saint Tribulation slowly gathered!

"Saint Tribulation?"

Someone meticulously wiped their eyes, and upon realizing it wasn't an illusion, their jaw almost dropped. "Is it really a Half-Saint Tribulation?"

The appearance of a Saint Tribulation meant that the rumors were true; Kui Leihan had not achieved Sainthood.

This meant...

"He's just a Taixu?"

At this, everyone panicked.

Under those three monsters, even Alliance Leader Yansheng, the Northern Region's top Half-Saint, was cut in half. What kind of storm could a mere Taixu turn the tide against?

"Kui Leihan, he's finished..."

Everyone seemed to foresee the outcome.

But Kui Leihan, standing on the sea of thunder, looked up at the Saint Tribulation, then pulled at the necklace around his neck, and several tokens were instantly thrown into the air.

"This is..."

Someone with sharp eyes saw the "Forbidden" character on the token and felt a chill. "Are these Forbidden Martial Arts Tokens? He was wearing Forbidden Martial Arts Tokens just now?"

As the Forbidden Martial Arts Token necklace was removed, Kui Leihan's aura surged upwards.

Just by standing in the void, electric snakes roamed across the sky, causing the entire land of the time-space rift to hum and tremble, and the people on the ground felt a buzzing numbness.

As his aura intensified, the Saint Tribulation's power also underwent a dramatic change.

"Boom!"

The Nine Heavens' supreme Saint Tribulation climbed another level.

Before long, the power of Ancestral Source within it condensed, and the tribulation lightning grew scorching hot, actually transforming into...

"Ancestral Source Emperor Tribulation!"

Many people had been to Void Island and had seen this kind of Saint Emperor Tribulation from afar, so they naturally recognized it.

Then, Jiang Buyi; today, Kui Leihan.

This was the only Ancestral Source Emperor Tribulation that had appeared before the people of the Five Regions, besides the monopoly of the Five Great Saint Emperor Families, since they ascended the path.

This Kui Leihan also possessed the potential of a Saint Emperor!

As the Saint Tribulation mutated, Kui Leihan remained motionless, only waiting for the tribulation lightning to form. He then gazed at the sky with tiger eyes, and roared deeply again:

"By my will, I command the thunder! Tribulation, come!"

He reached out and grabbed, his cloak flying.

The Sea of Thunder Consciousness, the Supreme Saint Tribulation, and the Ancestral Source Emperor Tribulation all merged into one as if summoned by a Thunder God, held by Kui Leihan's hand, transforming into a world-shaking thunder hammer.

Holding such a Saint Tribulation thunder hammer, Kui Leihan looked up at the three Ancestral Gods outside the time-space rift and let out a disdainful chuckle:

"Gentlemen, if you go to the Ghost Buddha's place to seek resentment, you might win, but today, this time-space rift, I will guard it..."

"Not even a fly can get in!"

He paused, and then the Heavenly Punishment Tribulation surged.

And the ones to be punished were precisely the Ancestral Gods!

Kui Leihan's voice was as heavy as thunder. He gripped the hammer in a backhand grip, his tiger eyes wide, and he jeered loudly:

"You all, want to try?"

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