novelraw Chapter 480: Purge the Transcendence Society (2)
Chapter 480: Purge the Transcendence Society (2)
Mo Yuan stood there without a single trace of energy radiating from his body, yet he gave off an unshakeable feeling, like an ancient divine mountain.
Su Zhan stopped walking, his golden vertical pupils turning towards Mo Yuan, showing not a hint of surprise.
He had long since sensed Mo Yuan's unique and vast aura approaching in a domineering manner.
"City Lord."
Su Zhan spoke calmly.
A wall he couldn't break, yet Mo Yuan could shatter it...
It seemed he still had a great deal of room for improvement.
The gap between Half-step Transcendent and Ocean Realm was actually this vast.
Mo Yuan gave a slight nod. "The formation interference is too strong, spiritual sense is restricted. Your method, while steady, is too slow."
When unable to conduct large-scale spiritual sense scans, following the maze corridors was inefficient, easily allowing the enemy to mobilize forces to set up layered defenses and stall for time.Su Zhan did not argue, merely watching Mo Yuan calmly, waiting for him to continue.
He knew since Mo Yuan had come, he must have a better method.
Mo Yuan said no more. He turned, facing another thick membranous wall to the side.
Simply, he threw a straight, level punch.
"BOOM!!!!!"
That pulsating membranous wall, along with the unknown thickness of rock layer and formation structure behind it, instantly shattered inch by inch.
He had forcibly opened up a passageway over five meters in diameter.
Along the edges of the passage, traces of violent energy run amok remained; all living tissue had instantly necrotized, and the formation runes had dimmed and crumbled.
"Follow me."
Mo Yuan retracted his fist, taking the lead to step into this shortcut he had forcefully created.
Watching this scene, Su Zhan's eyes narrowed.
He could clearly feel the physical strength contained within Mo Yuan's punch—a power that had already transcended the ordinary scope of energy, touching upon the Law of Force at the level of rules.
A Half-step Transcendent, especially one like Mo Yuan who had passed the Physical Body Tribulation—his body itself was the most terrifying weapon.
Su Zhan's figure flickered as he followed in Mo Yuan's footsteps.
The two of them, one after the other, sped rapidly along this passageway created by pure violence.
Mo Yuan paid no heed to the maze's original paths or traps, relying solely on his transcendent intuition.
Once he fixed on a direction, he threw punch after punch.
"BOOM!"
From deep within the catacombs came continuous, heart-palpitating, dull roars and violent tremors.
Straight passageways, like ugly scars, continuously appeared within this intricate living maze.
Countless Aberrant guards attempting to surge from side corridors to intercept were often severely injured by the shockwaves from the collapsing passageways before they could even get close.
Or were directly torn to shreds by the fierce winds stirred by a casual wave of Mo Yuan's hand.
The efficiency had increased by more than just several times!
Su Zhan followed behind.
No need for him to act.
He only occasionally cleared out some ambushers who crawled out from the cracks of the collapses.
Watching Mo Yuan's back as he cleared the path like a humanoid beast, Su Zhan gained a more intuitive understanding of the physical power of a Half-step Transcendent.
"City Lord, you are the strongest in terms of physical body that I have ever seen."
Su Zhan spoke the honest truth.
Mo Yuan, ahead, did not turn his head. "Your path does not end here."
The uniqueness of Su Zhan's power system, his dual-system cultivation, meant he would definitely become stronger than him in the future.
Su Zhan said nothing more.
The two of them fell silent, rapidly closing in on the energy source point at the very core of the catacombs at high speed.
The hindrance of the maze seemed so laughable in the face of absolute power.
...
The scene above the external ice plain was majestic and awe-inspiring.
Centered on that massive ice sheet, the sky and earth for dozens of miles around were already enveloped by an enormous, illusory image of a Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram.
The Taiji Eight Trigrams slowly rotated.
Zhang Daoxuan hovered high in the air directly above the ice sheet, his Daoist robes flapping fiercely, his beard and hair flying.
His eyes were slightly closed, his hands continuously forming profound and mysterious seals before his chest, his whole body emitting a clear, hazy aura of innate Daoist essence.
With his movements, the massive Taiji diagram beneath his feet grew increasingly solid.
This Taiji diagram was not simply black and white.
The Yin fish part was as profound as an ancient starry sky, with points of starlight flickering within.
The Yang fish part was as warm and smooth as jade, flowing with pure creative vitality.
The Yin and Yang fish slowly swam, rotated, and blended with each other.
Giving rise to manifestations of various natural forces like earth, water, fire, wind, thunder, mountain, and marsh.
Flickering and glowing at the eight trigram positions.
The entire grand formation exuded a vast artistic conception of containing the cosmos within a speck of dust, as if it had temporarily peeled this piece of heaven and earth away from the Main World, forming its own independent domain of rules.
The formation's light was not dazzling, yet it carried an irresistible Power of Law, silently permeating downwards, covering the entire ice sheet and extending deep into the ground.
Under the cover of this Two Forms Micro-Dust Formation, the fierce winds raging across the ice plain became docile.
The Mist energy permeating the air was quietly isolated.
All energy fluctuations attempting to transmit from within the catacombs to the outside were firmly blocked by this layer of Taiji light screen.
The members of the Transcendence Society within the catacombs had now become turtles in a jar, completely cut off from the outside world.
On the surface, according to the pre-arranged deployment, nearly half of the powerhouses.
Led by Wang Mingyuan and others, they fiercely charged into the catacombs along the most conspicuous passageway forcibly opened by Mo Yuan and Su Zhan.
The sounds of battle cries.
Even through the thick layers of ice and rock, they faintly reached the surface.
The Three Elders still stood in place, solemnly watching below with a grave expression.
Beside him, the other half of the forces remained stationed.
They were like hawks poised to strike, vigilantly watching the entire battlefield, ready at any moment to deal with enemies who might flee from other hidden exits.
Above, was the Taiji sky screen laid by Zhang Daoxuan, isolating heaven and earth.
On the ground, were the half of the elite forces standing ready.
Below, were the entrances from which the thunderous sounds of fierce battle continuously came.
At this moment, the Final Catacombs, this final fortress operated by the Transcendence Society for many years, was already completely enveloped from the inside out by a heaven-and-earth net.
The Three Elders stood in place, his posture as straight as a pine tree:
"Gentlemen, the Two Forms Micro-Dust Formation is complete! The rats in the catacombs are now turtles in a jar! However, a cornered beast will still fight, we must not be unprepared!
The rest of you, stay here with me, form a second line of defense, and stand ready at all times!
Our tasks are threefold: First, ensure the stability of the Two Forms Micro-Dust Formation. This is the foundation for victory, it must not fail. Second, blockade all exits, absolutely do not let a single remnant of the Transcendence Society escape! Third...
Trust our comrades who have entered within.
But if the battle situation changes and support is needed, we are the final reserve force.
At that time, without hesitation, follow me into the catacombs and finish this battle in one fell swoop!"
"We heed the command of the Three Elders!"
The crowd responded in unison.
An Ocean Realm powerhouse, looking at this meticulous deployment, couldn't help but whisper a sigh to his colleague beside him: "The Three Elders' use of troops is truly masterful.
We can advance to attack, retreat to defend, and have cut off all external aid and escape routes for the enemy.
In this battle, the Transcendence Society is doomed."
His colleague nodded silently, casting a gaze of reverence towards Zhang Daoxuan high in the sky, then looking at the entrances from which the faint sounds of battle cries emanated, tightening his grip on his weapon.