"Oh?" The Holy Envoy raised an eyebrow, his expression changing slightly. "When did he leave?"
"I was unable to determine when. His thods are special and elusive. I am incompetent and found it difficult to lock onto his position!"
"You can’t be entirely blad. After all, he is a peerless genius who has condensed a Twelve-color Nascent Soul. It would be strange if you could keep a constant watch on him," the Holy Envoy said. He waved for Wang Xiu to step down, informing him there was no longer a need to go out and monitor Wang Xiu’s whereabouts; staying here would suffice.
He then left in a hurry. This matter was of great importance, and he evidently needed to discuss it with others.
Wang Xiu watched him leave, then quickly departed himself. He cast a small Green Lotus Sky-covering Array over his body to conceal his aura before disappearing into the mist.
"So it’s the Thirty-Six Heavens Evil Slaughtering Great Formation!"
He groped around nearby. Using the Supre Sensing Chapter, he sensed many powerful experts hidden in the vicinity, faintly converging into a formation.
This formation was very famous, inherited from a renowned Immortal Sect in Nanzhou known for its formations.
"The Demon Race is really quite stingy. They tricked a bunch of people into working for them but made them bring their own formations!" Wang Xiu curled his lips. This indirectly proved a point: due to the unique rules of the Holy Realm, the Demon Race’s reach couldn’t extend too far, and the ans they could employ were limited. In other words, very few things could be transmitted in and could only be used in the most critical places. The vast majority of tasks had to be carried out by these demonic followers.
This formation was famous. If it were to operate at full capacity, it would be extrely difficult to break. It was guarded by thirty-six experts at thirty-six formation hubs, with other experts assisting from the side. Its might was astonishing, capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Luckily, the formation was only in its preparatory stage. Not all thirty-six formation hubs were manned, as they were clearly waiting for the rest of the Ergence Stage powerhouses to arrive and convene. Their plan was very solid. Using thirty-six Great Abilities at the core to operate the Heavenly Evil Slaughtering Formation, they believed that even if Wang Xiu was a prodigy, he would et his end here.
This was not a tactic for dealing with young prodigies. Even established giants who had been famous for years would likely face calamity. But for now, Wang Xiu still had ti.
He moved through the mist. Ahead, a burly figure sat cross-legged, his body crystalline and dazzling, covered in runes and exuding an extrely powerful aura. This was an expert from the Qingtian Immortal Gate. His vital energy was so robust it faintly took the shape of a dragon that was exhaled with each breath. But now, he had been corrupted by the Demon Race. Faint Demon Patterns were branded on his body, and his aura was fierce and sinister.
Wang Xiu activated the Ten Thousand Demonic Transformations Art, assud the appearance of the Holy Envoy, and slowly erged with his hands clasped behind his back.
"Who is it? Holy Envoy?" The Great Ability from the Qingtian Immortal Gate was startled. He stood up to salute and asked, puzzled, "Why has the Holy Envoy co here all of a sudden?"
With his hands behind his back, Wang Xiu spoke indifferently, "There’s been an unexpected developnt. Wang Xiu suddenly left the team and disappeared without a trace..."
The Great Ability’s pupils shrank slightly. "That happened?"
Wang Xiu nodded. "This matter is very important. Go personally, find Wang Xiu’s whereabouts, and report back at the earliest opportunity!"
"Yes!" The Great Ability clasped his hands, then frowned. "But if I go, what about this formation hub?"
Wang Xiu said, "Don’t worry. I’ll take care of it!"
The Great Ability nodded, got up, and began to walk away, but his steps gradually slowed. He felt sothing was off about this situation. The Holy Envoy before him had no flaws in his aura or appearance, yet he couldn’t shake the feeling that sothing was peculiar.
Suddenly, the sky darkened as a formation enveloped this region of space.
His heart skipped a beat. A sense of horrifying crisis welled up within him, making his scalp tingle, and he violently whipped his head around.
"Sa Life as Heaven and Earth—Thousand Executions Slash!"
VRRRIP!
A terrifying Sword Intent slashed out, tearing the void asunder. Its killing intent blotted out the sky and soared to the heavens. The Sword Intent transford into a Blood Sea, where countless beings struggled as if in an Asura Hell. It was an utterly terrifying sight.
The Great Ability reacted swiftly. With a wave of his hand, his body swelled, growing dozens of feet tall. He now resembled a giant, emitting pitch-black Demonic Light and densely covered in runes as he crossed his arms to block.
BOOM!
But the power of this sword qi far exceeded his imagination. Its edge was unparalleled.
His pupils dilated. He vaguely saw thousands upon thousands of Ancient Giant Pigs treading across the Blood Sea, charging forth. It was like an army of thousands charging into battle, shaking the heavens and the earth. Their murderous aura surged to the sky, and they trampled directly over him with overwhelming montum, scattering all the protective dark mist around his body.
So of the giant pigs wore scale armor, so had grown wings, so had tails like steel whips, and others had limbs like sharp claws. In unison, they trampled over his body.
From within the Endless Blood Sea, a blood-red Flying Sword pierced through the churning liquid, tore apart the thick dark mist before him, instantly penetrated both his arms, and stabbed into his chest bone, exiting out his back.
PFFT!
His physical body shattered as sword light erupted from within. His pupils widened, and he let out a final, low roar before death. A formidable Great Ability of the Ergence Stage had fallen to this single sword strike.
"Ergence Stage experts are indeed powerful!" Wang Xiu sighed as he looked at the corpse. His strike had been sufficiently stealthy and swift, yet the man had still almost managed to react and form a defense. If not for the fact that his Asura Heaven Punishnt Sword had already reached the Holy Artifact grade and that his own strength was now a world apart from what it once was, an accident might have truly happened.
"I need to move faster. I’ll kill a few more before they can react!"
Using the Ming Emperor’s Soul-Reading Technique, Wang Xiu captured the information from the man’s mind. He then disposed of the body, transford into the appearance of the slain Ergence Stage Great Ability, and quickly disappeared back into the mist. He needed to kill more of them before all the enemy’s Ergence Stage experts were in position. That way, he could prevent their formation from taking shape and greatly diminish the threat.
「Deep in the mist.」
A black-robed old man sat cross-legged, his aura surging and his Mana roiling.
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