Chapter 3607: 阵破

"Fellow Daoist Shi, Fellow Daoist Ye, you truly overestimate our Shadow Specter Clan, to deploy so many Mahayana cultivators." A thin, purple-robed old man said with a grim expression. The old man had a square face, small eyes, and exuded an overwhelming aura of malice. This was Fu Heng, a late Mahayana stage cultivator.

"You're actually still alive, and you've even advanced to the late Mahayana stage." Shi Yan's brows furrowed in apprehension as he saw Fu Heng. They had no late Mahayana cultivators on their side; it would take multiple Mahayana cultivators to engage this person.

"Hmph, of course you'd wish this old man dead. Leave immediately if you know what's good for you, or don't blame me for being ruthless." Fu Heng's face was filled with murderous intent.

In just over three millennia, he was due to undergo his sixth great heavenly tribulation. Had it not been for this situation, he would have considered facing the Nine-Nine Heavenly Lightning Tribulation, hoping to ascend to the Immortal Realm. Fu Heng had not yet unlocked his apertures, primarily due to the scarcity of materials. The ingredients required for the existing aperture-opening secret techniques were becoming increasingly rare, and other major clans or true spirit families faced the same predicament. When they first acquired an aperture-opening secret technique, it was still possible to find the necessary materials with some effort. However, as time passed, these materials became progressively harder to locate. This was also why the Táng Clan offered a secret technique to unlock two apertures, leading the Shadow Specter Clan to agree to deal with the Stone Cocoon Clan. Aperture-opening secret techniques originated from the Immortal Realm. Even gathering enough materials to unlock a single aperture was rare; it wasn't something every late Mahayana cultivator could achieve. Fu Heng had not unlocked any apertures, but his spiritual domain had reached the Grand Completion stage. He had initially cultivated it to the Minor Completion stage by consuming a Myriad Spirit Dao Fruit, then spent over ten thousand years to reach Grand Completion.

"What a joke. You attacked our Stone Cocoon Clan first, and now you want us to retreat?" Shi Yan scoffed.

"Stop wasting words with them. Break the formation!" Ye Xuanji urged.

Wang Changsheng infused the Spirit-Breaking Blade with his immense magical power. The blade radiated dazzling silver light, striking the purple light barrier, which immediately caved inward. Ye Xuanji lightly tapped her finger, and the Golden Flood Dragon Wheel glowed brightly, striking the indented area. Shi Yan and the others also manipulated their treasures to attack the same spot. After a series of thunderous roars, the purple light barrier shattered. Ye Xuanji and the others each chose a target and began to fight fiercely.

Shi Yan, Ye Xuanji, and Fairy Furong confronted Fu Heng, while Wang Changsheng, Wang Ruyan, Chen Yueying, and the others each selected an opponent.

Fu Heng performed a hand seal, and a large amount of purple poisonous mist surged from his body, filling the air with a pungent, unpleasant odor. The Golden Flood Dragon Wheel shot towards him, as if to cleave him in two. Fu Heng changed his hand seal, and a massive, waist-thick purple python flew out to meet the attack. The purple python was formed from the Violet Fistula Pearl, a remnant Xuantian treasure; it was a manifestation of magical power, not a transformed artifact spirit. The Golden Flood Dragon Wheel struck the purple python, emitting a series of dull clangs. The purple python shook a few times, flew backward, and then quickly charged forward again.

Shi Yan performed a hand seal, and the Heavenly Cocoon Cauldron unleashed a vast expanse of yellow flames, heading directly for Fu Heng. Fu Heng quickly summoned a glistening green plantain fan. With a gentle wave, a large swathe of pungent green venomous fire swept out, blocking the yellow flames.

Wang Changsheng's opponent was Guan Yunxiao, Wang Ruyan's was Guna, Shi Lei's was Liyang, Wang Yidao's was Guan Yulong, and Chen Yueying was responsible for dealing with Hao Yao.

Guan Yunxiao was protected by a sea of purple mist, while Wang Changsheng was enveloped by a vast expanse of blue seawater.

Wang Changsheng stomped his right foot in the air and punched towards the void. Accompanied by a piercing whoosh, countless blue seawater surged towards Guan Yunxiao. Before the blue seawater even got close, a deafening tsunami roar echoed through the sky. The sheer volume of water tore through the void, creating an astonishing spectacle.

Guan Yunxiao summoned a palm-sized golden gourd. He cast a hand seal into it, and the golden gourd sprayed out a golden light, covering the blue seawater, which then continuously poured into the golden gourd.

As Wang Changsheng was about to unleash other divine abilities, the void above him rippled, and a green-glowing dragon claw suddenly appeared, descending directly upon him. He reacted swiftly, his right fist flaring with blinding blue light as he punched straight towards it.

With a mighty crash, the colossal beast's hoof was shattered by Wang Changsheng's punch, sending shockwaves rolling. A deafening dragon's roar erupted, and an azure flood dragon, entirely green, lunged forward. Before it even got close, it opened its gaping maw and spewed out a putrid green venomous fire, hurting straight towards Wang Changsheng.

The azure flood dragon opened its mouth and spat out a beam of green light. Upon reaching high altitude, it transformed into a massive green poisonous cloud. After violently churning and rolling, green raindrops poured down. Where they landed on the ground, green smoke rose, and the earth was corroded into numerous pits.

Before the green venomous fire could get within a thousand zhang of Wang Changsheng, it was shattered by a swift blue river.

"An eighth-tier venomous flood dragon!" Wang Changsheng's expression hardened. According to their intelligence, the Shadow Specter Clan's guardian spirit beast was an eighth-tier Violet Flame Lion, skilled in fire-element divine abilities and highly toxic. How did an eighth-tier venomous flood dragon appear instead? Could it be something Guan Yunxiao cultivated himself? Or was the eighth-tier venomous flood dragon the true guardian spirit beast of the Shadow Specter Clan all along?

"Daring to follow the Ye Family and the Stone Cocoon Clan to cause trouble in our Shadow Specter Clan? You're courting death. Kill him." Guan Yunxiao commanded. An eighth-tier flood dragon already possessed a powerful physical body, let alone an eighth-tier venomous flood dragon, which had previously poisoned Mahayana cultivators to death. He had subdued the eighth-tier venomous flood dragon years ago from the Thousand Spirit Secret Trove, and it had taken considerable effort to cultivate it to the eighth tier.

"Just an eighth-tier venomous flood dragon, not a true spirit!" Wang Changsheng dismissed the threat. He slapped his right hand towards the void, and countless blue seawater surged forth, forming a hundred-thousand-zhang-tall blue mountain that crashed towards the eighth-tier venomous flood dragon.

Feeling the astonishing momentum of the blue mountain, the eighth-tier venomous flood dragon dared not face it head-on and was about to evade. Suddenly, two translucent blue chains appeared out of thin air, binding its body. These were the Chains of Divine Sense. With a flash of green light, the eighth-tier venomous flood dragon transformed into a burly young man in a green shirt, with a dark green dragon horn on his head. His hands were bound by the two blue chains, making movement difficult.

He flicked his wrist, and a green light flew out, transforming into a glowing green shield that blocked in front of him. To his horror, he discovered that the temperature nearby suddenly dropped. A large amount of white ice shards appeared in the void, and a snow-blue fire phoenix emerged behind him. It was the eighth-tier Glazed Ice Flame. After devouring an eighth-tier spirit flame, the Glazed Ice Flame had successfully advanced to the eighth tier. The snow-blue fire phoenix struck the green-shirted man's protective spiritual light, which instantly froze.

With a muffled thud, the green shield was struck by the blue water mountain and immediately sent flying backward. The blue water mountain then crashed into the frozen protective spiritual light, shattering it instantly. After a scream, the green-shirted man flew backward, spitting out a large mouthful of blood, his face turning pale.

Before he could regain his footing, a sharp blue axe blade descended from the sky, cleaving towards the green-shirted man. The green-shirted man's single horn flared with blinding green light, spewing out a beam of green light that shattered the blue axe blade.