"There’s actually an Array Formation set up here."
Yao Fang and Zuo Yun exchanged dismayed glances. The interior of the Blood Demon Hall was so heavily fortified, even featuring Array Formations.
At this mont, if they hastily retreated, they would likely be discovered by patrolling disciples. They were caught between a rock and a hard place.
"This Array Formation isn’t too complicated. Follow ; I’ll try to break it."
Ling Chen examined the Great Formation, shrouded in a blood-red fog. As his expression cald, he deduced that this particular Array Formation was likely the work of an amateur in the field, riddled with flaws even a novice like himself could discern.
"The Saint Child understands Array Formations too?" Yao Yingying looked at Ling Chen in surprise.
"I know a little."
Ling Chen took out a specially-made compass. This compass, crafted by Ling Yin specifically for him, could often determine the correct path through ordinary Array Formations.
With the compass in hand and Ling Chen’s strong Heart Power, although Ling Chen progressed a bit slowly, he didn’t trigger any chanisms or go the wrong way.
Guided by the compass, half an hour later, the group quickly arrived at the center of the Array Formation.
In the center of the Array Formation stood a sealed, semi-transparent container. Sothing seed to be imprisoned within, and nurous pipes connected to it from all directions.
Those pipes were all filled with fresh blood. Ling Chen could vaguely perceive human figures inside, their blood being continuously drained and channeled into the container.
"What on earth is in here?"
Ling Chen approached the container. Inside, sothing resembling an embryo lay quietly.
Ling Chen didn’t know what species this embryo belonged to; he had never seen anything like it. It appeared to be a grotesque amalgamation of several powerful Exotic Beasts.
All the fresh blood was to nurture this deford embryo.
"This thing can’t be any good. Should we destroy it?" Observing the scene before her, Yao Fang’s expression turned grim.
"Let’s destroy it." From the container, Ling Chen could feel a malevolent aura; this thing was definitely not benign.
Hearing this, Yao Fang raised her hand, channeling True Qi, preparing to shatter the container with a palm strike.
"Stop!"
Just as Yao Fang was about to act, a sharp voice suddenly resounded. She looked towards the source and saw several figures appearing at the entrance of the hall.
The one leading them was a young man clad in furs—Xuan Mang Sect of the Myriad Beasts Sect.
Ling Chen, however, paid no heed to Xuan Mang Sect’s command. He extended a finger and jabbed at the container.
POP!
The container shattered, and thick, dark blood poured out from the breach.
"Kid, you’re courting death!"
Seeing Ling Chen shatter the container right before his eyes, Xuan Mang Sect erupted in fury. He threw a punch, his fist manifesting a colossal python that lunged for Ling Chen’s head.
"Seeking Dragon without Shadows!"
Employing the Ancient Saint King Battle Technique, he instantly elevated his cultivation to the Grandmaster Fifth Realm. Then, he thrust his sword. The sword qi, like a dragon, shot out, traceless and its trajectory elusive.
BANG!
The dragon and python collided, then both disintegrated completely, scattering into nothingness.
"Prosperity and Decline!"
As the previous sword move dissipated, Ling Chen swung his sword again. This strike, brimming with power, carried a unique artistic conception and was extraordinarily formidable.
Xuan Mang Sect was astonished. It was truly shocking that Ling Chen could shatter his Fist Strength.
However, this wasn’t a ti for him to catch his breath. Seeing Ling Chen attack again with his sword, Xuan Mang Sect abruptly stabilized his stance, sinking his True Qi into his Dantian, becoming as rooted as an old tree. His fist, charged with imnse power, struck out. A serpent’s head materialized from his fist, intercepting the blinding brilliance of Ling Chen’s sword light.
THUMP, THUMP, THUMP!
Xuan Mang Sect retreated several steps consecutively, a flicker of shock in his eyes.
This re young man can actually force back in a direct confrontation? Who is he?
"Controlling Dragon in the Sky!"
Not allowing Xuan Mang Sect much ti to think, Ling Chen slashed down with his sword again. This sword, imbued with overwhelming Dragon’s Majesty, seed to cleave the air as it descended.
Ling Chen had already practiced the Dragon Seeking Sword Technique to the point of perfection. Whether executing the moves in sequence or in reverse, he did so with effortless ease, without any hint of awkwardness.
"Little beast! Don’t push your luck!"
Xuan Mang Sect’s eyes darkened. He slamd his fist into the ground, clearly enraged, as surging True Qi gathered in his hand.
A torrent of turquoise True Qi rapidly enveloped Xuan Mang Sect, soon covering his entire body. Dense serpentine scales erged all over him, transforming Xuan Mang Sect into a half-man, half-beast creature.
"Snake Fury Wave Fist!"
Xuan Mang Sect threw a punch, and instantly, his Fist Strength transford into surging waves, like a Great River or a vast ocean spreading out.
Ling Chen was like a fish in that ocean, struggling against the endless waves, trying to advance upstream. However, his progress was severely hampered, and his speed slowed considerably.
"Kill!"
Yao Fang, Zuo Yun, and the others seized the opportunity to attack, clashing with the Experts Xuan Mang Sect had brought.
"They’ve started fighting! Go!"
The Demonic Path Disciples waiting outside the Blood Demon Hall had been on high alert. Seeing Xuan Mang Sect and his entourage enter, followed by nurous patrolling disciples rushing towards the Blood Demon Hall, they too sprang into action, charging forward.
WHOOSH! WHOOSH!
Two figures shot out from the Blood Demon Hall—they were Ling Chen and Xuan Mang Sect.
After bursting out of the hall, both landed atop a large tree, standing on a branch, facing each other.
"Kid, who are you? When did a young titan like you appear in the Saint Witch Religion?"
Xuan Mang Sect’s eyes were fixed on Ling Chen. In the recent exchange, he had been unable to gain any advantage over Ling Chen; the two seed evenly matched.
There should only be three young individuals in the Saint Witch Religion possessing such strength. He had t all three of them, and Ling Chen was not among them.
However, the next mont, his eyes suddenly lit up. He then said gravely, "I know who you are! You’re Ling Chen, the one who made such a na for himself recently—the Saintess’s son, also appointed Saint Child by the Invincible Demon Lord! It has to be you, no doubt about it!"
"So what if you know?" Ling Chen’s expression was impassive. "Your Myriad Beasts Sect has colluded with the Blood Refining Sect to nurture a ferocious beast embryo. You must be plotting sothing. What is it? Is the Myriad Beasts Sect planning a rebellion?"
"Hmph, don’t make unfounded accusations without evidence." Xuan Mang Sect’s eyes glinted, and a cold smirk played on his lips. "You’re making a mountain out of a molehill. This is just an ordinary ferocious beast embryo. Besides, My Beast Gate is not a vassal of the Saint Witch Religion, so how can there be any talk of rebellion?"
Ling Chen glanced back at the Blood Demon Hall. What I saw just now was definitely no ordinary Exotic Beast. It’s likely so peerless ferocious beast, a Forbidden Beast. Otherwise, there would be no need to employ such special thods to cultivate it.
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