# Chapter 1785: Yan Di Controls the Formation
The ancient path behind the hall of statues led all the way to another golden palace hall. At this moment, many people were gathered there, yet all who had arrived were trapped in this place. Ahead of them lay a powerful illusion formation.
In front of this illusion formation stood many people, among them some extremely formidable figures, such as Xi Emperor and Nine Nether Demon Emperor. But regardless of who they were, all were trapped on this side, unable to pass through the illusion formation to reach the other end of the hall.
"Boom!" Just then, a muffled groan rang out, followed by a figure being blasted out. The crowd shifted slightly to make way as a body slammed heavily onto the ground—a cold corpse, already devoid of any signs of life.
"Another formation master-level figure has died." The pupils of the crowd contracted slightly. No one dared to test the formation easily, for they were no longer the dominating powerhouses they once were. They were not at Great Emperor realm, not at High-rank Emperor realm, but martial artists suppressed to Low-rank Emperor realm, possessing power but unable to unleash its full might. They dared not rashly step into this formation that had trapped even the Guang Han Palace here.
At this moment, a line of fairy-like figures emerged in succession. They were none other than the Guang Han Fairies.
"Palace Master, this formation seems to be controlled by someone. It keeps changing, and we cannot deduce it." A Guang Han Fairy spoke, her expression unpleasant. Behind her stood several formation masters.
"Are you certain?" Xi Emperor's voice was calm, as if without a single ripple.
"Palace Master, someone must be controlling it, altering the formation at any time, causing our deductions to fail. Otherwise, this formation would have been broken long ago." Another person affirmed, causing Xi Emperor's beautiful eyes to ripple slightly. She said, "The experts of the Tian Yan Holy Clan have all died. If there is a living person here, then it can only be a remnant will. Since they seemed to be testing those entering the ancient hall earlier, they should not have set up a formation to block our path."
As Xi Emperor spoke, her gaze seemed to pierce through the formation, looking toward the other side. "Yan Di, have you arrived first?"
"Yan Di?" The pupils of the crowd contracted slightly. Among them were people from Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital. The older generation of experts from Sky-Gazing Ancient Capital were certainly no strangers to the name Yan Di. Who among them would not know the Crown Prince of the Tian Yan Holy Clan? Even those great powerhouses of the ancient saint clans would never forget that name.
Silence came from the other side of the formation. But then, an ethereal voice rolled forth: "Xi Emperor, back then, where did you seal your divine soul?"
"In my grave, within a page of scripture." Xi Emperor replied calmly, causing the pupils of the crowd to contract slightly. On the other side of the formation, a voice came again, seemingly in self-mockery.
"Within the Three Lives Scripture, that beam of light that broke through the void—I should have thought of it. You sealed your divine soul within the scripture, not dying for the Dao. One reason was to nourish your soul and heal, the other was to comprehend the ancient scripture for a thousand years, until you saw the light of day again."
"Three Lives Scripture." The hearts of the crowd trembled again. Could the rumors of the past be true? That Xi Emperor truly had an inseparable connection with the Three Lives Great Emperor, even possessing the Three Lives Scripture? And that the Tian Yan Holy Clan was truly destroyed by the Three Lives Great Emperor?
They turned their gazes to Xi Emperor, looking at that stunning face. She did not deny it, seemingly acknowledging the other's words.
Another moment of silence passed, until a voice came leisurely: "This ancient hall of the Tian Yan Holy Clan was left here by our ancestors to test those with fate, to select geniuses of exceptional talent, to inherit the Tian Yan Holy Clan, and to revive it. Of course, there was another purpose: if I did not die, it was to wait for me."
"I survived by luck, and today I have returned to the sacred hall. Now, my old enemy is also here. If anyone can kill Xi Emperor, I will still fulfill the wishes of our ancestors on their behalf, passing on everything of the Tian Yan Holy Clan, including the Heavenly Derivation Scripture and the myriad heavenly array Dao."
The ethereal voice caused the hearts of the crowd to tremble slightly. Kill Xi Emperor? Only then could one obtain the inheritance of the Tian Yan Holy Clan?
"Kill Xi Emperor!" The crowd turned their gazes to Xi Emperor. Killing her meant killing Nine Nether as well, and possibly offending the Three Lives Great Emperor.
"Now that Xi Emperor's cultivation is suppressed, this is your opportunity. All who participate in killing Xi Emperor can inherit the Three Lives Scripture." The ethereal voice rolled forth again, tempting many. Now that Xi Emperor and Nine Nether Demon Emperor's cultivation were suppressed, all at Low-rank Emperor realm, if everyone attacked together, they might truly be able to obliterate Xi Emperor.
Nine Nether Demon Emperor slowly turned his body to face the crowd. Instantly, the crowd felt as though a spring of nine nether existed within his pupils. The ethereal melody of the Nine Nether Melody filled the air, shaking their minds. Their expressions darkened as they tightly guarded their will and mind. Those with weak wills even felt their will slipping from their control, as if about to be seized by the Nine Nether Melody.
"So terrifying is the intent of the Nine Nether Melody!" The hearts of the crowd trembled. They saw Nine Nether Demon Emperor's cold, sharp gaze sweep over the crowd, and then the lingering melody slowly dissipated, the implied threat clear without words.
"It seems Nine Nether Demon Emperor's Nine Nether Demon Melody has reached the pinnacle of perfection. With a single thought, he can use the intent of the Nine Nether Melody to erode others' wills. Even though their cultivation is suppressed, with the Nine Nether Melody, many might be instantly controlled by him."
The crowd thought to themselves, becoming even more hesitant and uncertain. They could not decide, and no one dared to take the lead in attacking Xi Emperor. Even if they truly wanted to kill her, they knew well that the first few to step forward would likely die without a doubt. So no one was willing to be that dead person, paving the way for others.
At this moment, people continued to arrive, including Lin Feng and his group. However, they were not clear on what had just happened. They only saw that the people in the vast golden palace hall were all silent, as if in a very delicate state.
"It seems you dare not kill Xi Emperor." Just then, the ethereal voice came again, causing Lin Feng's pupils to contract slightly. That voice was very familiar.
"It's that Yan Di fellow. He didn't even bother to hide his voice." A sharp glint flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. That fellow had indeed already entered the ancient hall.
"Since you dare not kill her, I'll give you another chance. Of ten people, only one survives. Whoever kills nine can step into the formation. I will let them in, let them receive the inheritance, and help me revive the Tian Yan Holy Clan." The ethereal voice carried a hint of coldness, startling the crowd. Of ten people, only one survives—kill nine to pass through the formation.
"Everyone, follow my Guang Han Palace and charge the formation together. He is only one person. Even if he can constantly change the formation, as long as you all work together, can a mere formation stop you?" Xi Emperor spoke indifferently. "If we can break this formation and obliterate that fellow, we can naturally obtain everything in the ancient hall."
"Let us advance together side by side. Those skilled in formations and the Guang Han Fairies who can deduce will support from behind. We will surely destroy and break this formation." A formation master spoke. The crowd was slightly moved. Killing Xi Emperor was unrealistic; killing nine people was also very difficult—perhaps they themselves would die. Both were very dangerous. Breaking the formation was also dangerous, but it was a risk shared by everyone.
"I agree." Someone echoed at this moment.
"With so many of us, if we blast our way through together, and anyone who makes a move from behind will be jointly executed, then the formation will surely be broken." Another person spoke. After all, in this ancient hall, the one setting up the formation would also have their cultivation suppressed. They did not believe that so many experts could not break a mere array Dao.
Soon, they reached a consensus, preparing to break the formation by force.
Lin Feng secretly broke out in a cold sweat for that Yan Di fellow. If so many people broke the formation, wouldn't that fellow be torn to pieces?
"Everyone must participate, or be killed without mercy." A powerful expert's eyes were sharp, killing intent radiating from his pupils as he swept his gaze over the crowd.
"Now, everyone come to the edge of the formation. Formation masters in the center, Guang Han Fairies behind for deduction. No matter what grudges any of you have, set them aside for now and work together to break the formation." These people were indeed experts of their domains. Once an agreement was reached, they quickly executed it in an orderly manner. Figures stepped forward and stood before the formation. Lin Feng and his group also stood at the front of the formation. In this situation, who dared not participate would be jointly executed. There was no choice. Those accustomed to being in power, even when their cultivation was suppressed, were still so domineering, their words becoming commands.
"Everyone, attack directly." A voice rang out. Instantly, terrifying and vast energy burst forth wildly, blasting forward with rolling roars. The void trembled, furious howls surging. But in the end, these attacks' roars slowly dissipated into nothingness.
"This formation is a massive illusion formation. It is very difficult to break it by force." The formation master spoke.
"Everyone, advance at the same time." Another command came. The crowd stepped forward together. But with just this one step, they found themselves already within a mist.
"Continue attacking." The voice came again. Over a hundred attacks roared out simultaneously, but they struck nothing but the void. There was nothing in the misty space.
"You are all seeking death." An icy voice came. Then, the crowd saw the patterns on the ground blaze with radiant light, rapidly shifting and wildly evolving.
"Not good. The formation is evolving on its own. Retreat!" A cry of alarm rang out. The crowd retreated sharply, but it was already too late. The terrifying formation swallowed them up. The light patterns covered the sky and the sun. Suddenly, they felt as though the stars had shifted and the world had turned. They were no longer in the original space, separated and isolated from each other!