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Chapter 2879: Formations to Annihilate the Enemy

Che Yang was present to oversee the battle and couldn't be dispatched for support. An injured Integration-stage elder was also unavailable. As the clan leader, Bian Xiao couldn't go either, leaving Bian Yan as the only option.

Prior to this, they had repelled numerous human attacks by relying on their formations.

Bian Xiao retrieved a shimmering golden disk, cast a spell, and gravely asked, "Have the soul lamps of our kin in the Qianlei Mountain Range been extinguished?"

"Some of our kin's soul lamps have gone out," a respectful male voice replied from the disk, "but Elder Bian's soul lamp is still burning brightly."

Bian Xiao's brows furrowed. His orders stipulated that all clan members were to hold their ground and not leave their strongholds without authorization. How could there be casualties if they were protected by the formation? Had the formation been broken? If so, someone should have arrived with news.

"First, send someone to teleport back and assess the situation," Bian Xiao instructed with a solemn expression. "Once you confirm there are no issues, you can then proceed to offer support. Take the Purple Scale Robe, our clan's treasured artifact, and be cautious. The Azure Lotus Immortals possess formidable divine abilities. Under no circumstances should you pursue them; simply driving them away will suffice. If you find yourselves outmatched, retreat immediately. Preserving your strength is of utmost importance."

"Yes, Clan Leader," Bian Yan affirmed, then departed.

Shortly after, she arrived at a magnificent, gilded palace. Within the main hall, over a dozen teleportation arrays were guarded by five Void Refinement cultivators.

"You, teleport to the Qianlei Mountain Range and ascertain the situation," Bian Yan commanded.

A portly elder in purple robes stepped onto one of the formations. He cast a spell, and the array flared with blinding spiritual light, completely obscuring him. When the light faded, the purple-robed elder was gone.

A moment later, the formation glowed intensely once more, revealing the purple-robed elder, whose face was filled with panic. He quickly reported, "The formation has been breached! Elder Bian is currently engaged with the Azure Lotus Immortals and cannot disengage. He requests immediate assistance!"

Bian Yan's expression hardened. With a flicker of her form, she appeared on the array, cast a spell, and was enveloped by a dazzling burst of spiritual light.

After a moment of intense dizziness, Bian Yan found herself in a mostly collapsed palace. In the distant sky, a dazzling interplay of various spiritual lights was visible.

A resounding dragon's roar echoed, carrying for tens of thousands of miles around.

Bian Yan expanded her divine sense, found no anomalies, and flew forth.

Numerous buildings lay in ruins, and several bodies were strewn across the ground, amidst soaring flames. Tens of thousands of miles away, high in the sky, the colossal phantom of a purple sable was visible.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan were actively engaging Bian Lei. While there were exchanges of blows, Bian Lei was clearly at a disadvantage, fighting two against one.

Bian Yan's face fell. As she prepared to intervene, the void above her head rippled, and a colossal, cerulean hand materialized. A lifelike Qilin pattern adorned its surface. The Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand!

Bian Yan was utterly dismayed and was about to cast a defensive spell when a cold, merciless female shout reverberated.

Bian Yan felt her sea of consciousness tearing apart and let out an agonizing scream. Dazzling purple light erupted from her body as a thick purple light barrier materialized, enveloping her entirely.

The Qilin Immortal-Slaying Hand struck the purple barrier with a dull thud, causing it to dent inward but not break.

Almost simultaneously, a golden ray of light surged from the ground, engulfing Bian Yan. Her expression became dazed, her eyes somewhat glazed.

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan materialized on a small hillside, their expressions icy.

Wang Changsheng formed a hand seal, causing countless blue waters to surge from his eighteen Sea-Calming Beads. The water violently churned, and a hundred-zhang-wide vortex of water shot skyward like a colossal blue spear, directly at Bian Yan.

The water vortex slammed into the purple barrier, causing it to distort and sending Bian Yan flying backward.

Following a burst of impassioned zither music, countless dense blue flying swords materialized and shot forward. These were not merely sword energy constructs, but Heavenly Sound Spirit-Slaying Swords, a technique where materialized sound waves delivered significantly greater destructive power than pure sonic attacks.

Blade after blade, the blue flying swords struck the purple barrier. Its spiritual light dimmed before it finally shattered into countless fragments. A multitude of blue flying swords then penetrated Bian Yan's body, causing her to scream in agony.

With a loud whoosh, a colossal, cerulean fist descended from the sky, crashing down on Bian Yan. A deafening roar ensued, shaking the very earth. After the blue fist dissipated, a massive crater was left in the ground, containing a pile of fragmented flesh.

A flash of spiritual light transformed the fragmented flesh into a pigeon-egg-sized, blood-red orb. With a crack, the orb shattered.

"A Substitution Bead!" Wang Changsheng's brows furrowed as he fully extended his divine sense.

Hundreds of miles away, a golden light flared in the void, revealing Bian Yan's figure, her eyes wide with terror.

Without the Purple Scale Robe, she wouldn't have survived the initial strike. She was fortunate to possess the Substitution Bead, or she would have perished. The Azure Lotus Immortals had even mastered illusionary arts, which she hadn't detected at all.

Vast amounts of seawater surged forward, causing mountains to explode with immense force in their wake.

Bian Yan's expression hardened. She formed a hand seal, and a colossal phantom of a purple sable appeared high above her head. The phantom opened its maw and unleashed a purple sonic wave, blocking the surging seawater.

Around Bian Yan, the ground within a ten-thousand-mile radius transformed from earth into a vast desert. Fierce winds howled, lifting countless yellow sand particles into the air, creating a blinding sandstorm.

Countless yellow sand particles flew on the wind, condensing into tens of thousands of several-foot-long yellow sand blades that shot directly towards Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan.

Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeve, causing the seawater to churn violently and erupt into a colossal thousand-zhang-tall tidal wave, which intercepted the incoming yellow sand blades. A thunderous roar erupted, and air waves surged.

By this point, Bian Yan had already burrowed underground to escape. Without a Tier 7 formation, she dared not directly confront the Azure Lotus Immortals. Activating a teleportation array would take time, and Wang Changsheng would not afford her that opportunity. It was not shameful to utilize her clan's innate divine ability for escape, playing to her strengths and avoiding weaknesses.

After Bian Yan had burrowed over a thousand zhang deep, a golden light barrier obstructed her path.

Simultaneously, the ground exploded, sending dust and smoke into the air, as a massive five-colored lightning bolt descended from the sky, striking towards Bian Yan. Knowing the purple sable clan's mastery of earth-burrowing techniques, Wang Changsheng had, of course, prepared counter-artifacts. This demonstrated the advantage of good intelligence.

Bian Yan, greatly alarmed, flicked her sleeve and swiftly summoned an earthen-yellow shield to meet the incoming attack.

The five-colored lightning struck the earthen-yellow shield with a dull thud, causing it to vibrate slightly.

As Sanskrit chants echoed, a colossal golden light barrier materialized, encompassing a fifty-thousand-mile radius, trapping Bian Yan within the formation. This was the Vanara Demonic Transcendence Formation, a Tier 7 Buddhist array acquired from Chen Le.

Both Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan simultaneously glowed with dazzling blue light, Wang Changsheng's aura now at the mid-Integration stage. He held a formation plate, casting spell after spell into it.

A colossal '卍' character appeared within the golden barrier, plummeting towards Bian Yan. Simultaneously, a wave of golden flames erupted from the ground, surging directly at her.

Wang Ruyan produced the Heavenly Sound Flute and began playing the "Lost Soul and Spirit" melody. Under this combined assault, Bian Yan felt immense pressure.

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