The eight rays of light, carrying an incredibly evil aura, turned the sky above Safety Sky City pitch black.
The overwhelming pressure felt like dark clouds accumulating in the firmant, signaling an impending storm.
"It’s a Formation," Mo Ye said from the side.
"Looks like they have big plans, intending to annihilate us all," Huang Xing snorted coldly.
"Can you tell what Formation it is?" Huang Ri furrowed his brows slightly.
"It seems to be the Eight-Star Heavenly Lock Array."
"This could be troubleso."
Ignoring the whispers among the crowd, three figures clad in black robes stopped in front of everyone.
One of them sneered with a malicious grin, "Feeling despair?"
"Seeking death," Huang Xing, with a volatile nature, imdiately lashed out with a palm strike.
His aura, mighty as the Saint Vein Realm, surrounded him with swirls of dark yellow Spiritual Energy.
The space in front of him shattered under his palm, which bore down with an incredibly heavy and suppressive force.
The black-robed figure countered with a palm as well, black Spiritual Energy swirling around his hand, eting Huang Xing’s force with its own corrosive power.
"Bang!"
The two separated, an extre blast wave dispersing in all directions, shattering the blue stone pavent beneath their feet.
Huang Xing stood unmoved, while the black-robed man staggered backward several steps, his figure slightly blurred.
"A re peak Emperor Pulse dares to be so arrogant," Huang Xing snorted coldly.
After this test of strength, it was clear to him that the three black-robed figures were only at the peak of Emperor Pulse cultivation.
And the three of them from Sansi were powerful beings of the Saint Vein.
"You must have also lured the Monster Spirits to the outskirts of the city," Mo Ye said indifferently.
"I was wondering why the normally timid Monster Spirits would dare leave the Phoenix Perching Demon Forest.
It seems the Evil God Cult has indeed put in a lot of effort."
Mo Ye had already guessed that these people were wary of him.
Otherwise, why bother using Monster Spirits as a decoy and not just directly invade the city?
"It seems you still haven’t realized your own predicant," the black-robed man laughed carelessly.
Huang Ri frowned slightly and said to the others, "Be careful with this Formation, it must be their trump card.
Otherwise, why would they wait for us to co?"
Xu Zii looked up slightly, the firmant already stirred with tumultuous winds, the sky completely altered.
Black Spiritual Energy enveloped the whole world; the eight soaring beams of light transford into pillars erect between heaven and earth.
Connecting with the firmant.
An invisible power seed to engulf the entire Safety Sky City.
Thunderous explosions rang out nearby.
In the center of the firmant, where the black Spiritual Energy was even more profound, sothing seed to be gestating.
"Does anyone know about this Formation?" Huang Ri asked pensively.
He had only heard of this Formation, a secretive art developed by the Evil God Cult.
As for its function, he had no understanding.
"Never heard of it," the crowd shook their heads.
When the gestation in the firmant reached its limit, the three black-robed figures levitated into the air.
Three beams of black light fell from above, enveloping them within.
Bathed in the black light, the black-robed figures laughed wantonly.
Huang Xing frowned slightly, apparently getting impatient.
A strong aura surrounded them, and a dragon’s roar echoed behind him.
Then a hundred-ter-long yellow dragon coiled behind him, visible for all to see.
He stood atop the giant dragon, charging directly at the black-robed figure in the center.
The dragon roared at the firmant, a storm of Spiritual Energy raged around them.
The black-robed figure remained calm, a flicker of dark light on his right index finger, which he pointed directly at Huang Xing.
With a "boom," before anyone could react, Huang Xing’s body was sent flying out.
And the space where he had been completely collapsed.
The sound of clanking chains echoed around the area.
A dark chain descended from above, branding itself onto Huang Xing’s body and then vanishing from sight.
"Are you okay?" Huang Yue asked worriedly.
"I," Huang Xing began but imdiately sensed sothing was amiss.
"My Vein Gate has been sealed."
His complexion turned to one of utter shock, as sealing the Vein Gate was a notoriously difficult feat.
The only known thod was the Vein-Sealing Powder.
But even Vein-Sealing Powder could only seal the Vein Gates of Martial Artists below the Empty Vein Realm temporarily.
To seal the Vein Gate of a powerhouse in the Saint Vein Realm was nearly impossible.
"Eight-Star Heavenly Lock Array," Huang Ri said slowly, narrowing his eyes with each word.
"Is it because of this formation?" Everyone promptly ca to the sa realization and hurriedly looked up at the firmant.
"Have you noticed?" the man in the black robe was laughing above them.
"Within this Heaven Locking Formation, we can seal up to eight Martial Artists who have not Stepped into Immortality," the man in the black robe stated.
"This formation is a unique creation of the True God Cult.
We embrace the changes of the tis and walk at the forefront of the era.
You weaklings will ultimately face death and submission."
"Is it impossible to burst through the Vein Gates within our bodies?" Huang Ri asked, his face showing difficulty.
Huang Xing tried, his face turning red with the effort, but ultimately he shook his head in helplessness.
"Call for reinforcents from the empire," Huang Yue said while crushing a jade pendant in her hand.
"It’s too late, even if the empire sends soone via the Teleportation Array, it will take at least several hours."
Huang Ri shook his head, clearly having lost hope.
"Moreover, they will certainly sabotage the Teleportation Array, making it impossible for the empire to arrive at this remote city quickly."
Above in the firmant, the aura of three robed figures grew stronger and stronger.
They looked indifferently at Sansi and the others and then casually pointed a finger.
Three chains fell from the firmant with incredible speed.
"Not good, dodge quickly," Huang Ri’s face changed as he urgently spoke.
He swiftly moved, trying to avoid the branding of the chains.
But to their astonishnt, the chains seed to possess tracking abilities, relentlessly pursuing Sansi and Mo Ye.
The only one left seemingly watching the drama unfold was Xu Zii.
Sounds of "rumbling" erupted nearby.
Realizing that evasion was futile, the group charged at the robed figures, their auras mighty and their True Fates manifesting, signaling they were at their wits’ end.
The three robed figures were unalard, watching as Sansi and the others approached them.
The space before them shattered, the tumult imnse.
With another wave of their right hands, accompanied by the sound of "whoosh," three more chains descended from the firmant.
Given the nature of the Eight-Star Heavenly Lock Array, they could control up to eight chains simultaneously.
When the six chains struck from both sides, Sansi and the others couldn’t escape and were branded into them.
After their Vein Gates were sealed, their figures fell from the firmant.
They landed with a loud "thump," hitting the ground heavily.
Sansi and Mo Ye stood up, both of their faces fraught with difficulty.
They tried to break the seal within them, but to no avail.
"Now it’s over," Huang Xing said anxiously.
"We’ve road freely our entire lives; there was no place in half the Phoenix Perching Empire we couldn’t go.
Who would’ve thought we’d et our downfall here today."
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