Chapter 1566: Space Maze Formation and Time Formation
Su Jing’s cultivation was profound, but his attainments in formation techniques were far inferior to those of Formation Saint Masters.
The formation he set up was researched by Nine Spirits Great Saint and was called the “Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation.” It required using the sacred blood of the Nine Spirits Divine Bird clan to draw the formation patterns in order to unleash its greatest power.
After the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation was arranged, Su Jing said to Zhang Ruochen, “Right now, the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation can only block attacks from One-Step Saint Kings. This is the strongest formation I can set up.”
In the Guanghan Realm, Su Jing’s formation skills could rank among the top hundred, enough to be called a master of the formation path.
But a formation that could only block One-Step Saint Kings was clearly far from sufficient to withstand the assaults of strong cultivators from the Cloud Realm.
Su Jing added, “If my spiritual power intensity and formation skills advance further, reaching the level of a Formation Saint Master, the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation I set up could even block Six-Step Saint Kings. Unfortunately, that step is too difficult. Right now, the entire Guanghan Realm has only four Formation Saint Masters.”
“Raising a Formation Saint Master in a major world is harder than cultivating a Great Saint.”
“However, I still have other methods.”
Su Jing struck out the nine life-bound feathers of Nine Spirits Great Saint, inserting them into the nine formation eyes of the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation, merging them with the formation.
To defend the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field, Su Jing was going all out.
“As long as there is a Spiritual Power Saint simultaneously activating the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation and the nine life-bound feathers, this formation can withstand attacks from strong cultivators at the Six-Step Saint King level.”
Su Jing said this quite proudly, while also hinting to Zhang Ruochen not to worry—with this formation’s protection, the defense of the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field would be as solid as an iron wall.
But Zhang Ruochen was not reassured.
The Cloud Realm had lost so many Saint realm prodigies, including White Python and the Strange King—how could they let it go?
Although the probability of a cultivator surpassing Six-Step Saint King appearing was extremely low.
But what if one did appear?
“I also have some methods that might make the defense of the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field even stronger,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Su Jing was slightly surprised. “You also study formations?”
“Just a little bit.”
Zhang Ruochen walked toward the outer perimeter of the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation, then pressed both hands to the ground, activating spatial power to distort space, actually setting up a space maze formation.
Su Jing followed closely behind Zhang Ruochen, carefully sensing, and found that those distorted spatial routes were all connected in an extremely mysterious way.
It was like an invisible maze.
More terrifying than a maze was that cultivators could attack to destroy a maze, but if they tried to destroy the space maze formation, the power they unleashed might instead fall back on themselves.
The rules of space had already twisted, becoming unpredictable.
“No wonder they say the eternal paths are terrifying. This little guy Zhang Ruochen only set up a space maze formation, yet even I find it somewhat troublesome. Once trapped inside the formation, it would be very difficult to get out.”
“This space maze formation, combined with the Nine Spirits Blood Sea Formation, means that no matter how many strong cultivators the Cloud Realm sends, they won’t be able to break into the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field.”
Su Jing looked at Zhang Ruochen’s figure, his eyes showing both admiration and a silent sigh. “This is a true proud son of heaven! When I was young, I was also a top-tier prodigy of the Guanghan Realm, but compared to him, I seem too ordinary.”
After setting up the space maze formation, Zhang Ruochen let out a long breath, feeling that his spiritual power had been heavily consumed, leaving him extremely exhausted.
It felt like an ordinary human who hadn’t slept for three days and three nights—his mind was groggy, and his body was exceptionally weak.
Su Jing felt a trace of admiration for Zhang Ruochen. “You just went through a bloody battle and then spent a lot of energy setting up a space maze formation—you must be very tired. Rest for a while!”
Zhang Ruochen nodded, took out a spirit-nourishing pill, swallowed it, and closed his eyes to rest for a moment.
After recovering some energy, Zhang Ruochen immediately stood up to check if there were any omissions in the space maze formation. After finishing the inspection, he said, “The formations we’ve set up now are only for defense. They don’t have much deterrent effect on those cultivators who want to attack the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field.”
Su Jing’s heart stirred. “Do you have other plans?”
“Yes.”
Zhang Ruochen nodded and forced a smile. “It just so happens I can use it—let’s give it a try.”
He extended a finger and pointed into the void, capturing a time imprint. Then, his finger began to trace, carving out imprints that accelerated time.
Ever since witnessing the terror of time formations in the Ancestral Spirit Realm, Zhang Ruochen had been studying them constantly.
The “Space-Time Secret Scripture” also contained records about time formations. Within a formation, the flow of time could be accelerated, causing a cultivator’s lifespan to silently drain away.
What seemed like an instant could actually be a year.
What seemed like a quarter-hour could drain all of a Saint’s cultivation, turning a handsome youth into a white-haired, aged elder.
However, controlling time power was far more difficult than controlling space power. Even setting up the most basic time formation was ten times harder than a space maze formation.
Zhang Ruochen held the “Space-Time Secret Scripture,” sometimes stopping to study, sometimes reaching out to trace time imprints in the air, and sometimes closing his eyes to rest.
In the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field, Ling Mi’s eyes showed admiration. “The Divine Envoy is already so powerful, yet he’s still learning, creating a safer cultivation environment for us. What reason do we have to slack off?”
Su Qingling and Wen Shusheng also nodded. They walked over to the Truth Path diagrams left by the Tree God and began to study them intensively, seizing every moment.
A new group of Cloud Realm cultivators arrived at the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field, consisting of over forty beings, stopping a hundred miles away.
An insect clan cultivator transformed into a young, beautiful woman, her eyes looking ahead as she exclaimed, “Look, that’s the Strange King’s corpse… it’s actually hanging from the osmanthus tree’s branches.”
On the half-cliff of Mirror Fragrance Cliff, the osmanthus tree was enormous.
The Strange King’s mutilated corpse hung from a branch, swaying gently in the cold wind. Besides that, over twenty other Saint corpses were also hanging there, looking utterly desolate.
Seeing this scene infuriated the Cloud Realm cultivators beyond measure, as if a flame were burning inside them.
“We’re too late. I didn’t expect Zhang Ruochen to be so formidable—even the Strange King and White Python were no match for him, and he killed them.”
One insect clan cultivator with powerful bloodline roared, “Charge over! Take back the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field and tear Zhang Ruochen into pieces!”
Ghost Centipede King stopped them, his expression serious. “Calm down. If Zhang Ruochen could kill the Strange King, can’t he kill you all?”
Ghost Centipede King was a Seven-Spike Divine Centipede, his cultivation at the Four-Step Saint King level, with strength no less than the Strange King’s.
“With such a great enmity, are we just going to let it go?” Those insect clan cultivators were unwilling.
Ghost Centipede King stared in the direction of the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field. “Attacking the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field now puts us at a disadvantage. According to the Truth Divine Temple’s rules, if you break into another major world’s dao field, that world’s cultivators can kill the intruders. But intruders cannot kill that world’s cultivators—at most, they can drive them out and occupy the dao field.”
“That means if I attack the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field, I can’t kill any Guanghan Realm cultivators with heavy blows. But the Guanghan Realm cultivators can kill us.”
One insect clan cultivator who had come to the Truth Divine Temple for the first time asked, “What if I accidentally kill a Guanghan Realm cultivator?”
“Then you will be executed by the Truth Divine Temple.”
Ghost Centipede King continued, “The Truth Divine Temple does not forbid conflict, but it forbids killing. Breaking into someone else’s dao field and committing murder will be severely punished.”
“I speculate that the Strange King died by Zhang Ruochen’s hand because he didn’t dare to break the Truth Divine Temple’s rules, so he was restrained and couldn’t use many of his methods.”
Ghost Centipede King had fought the Strange King before and simply didn’t believe that the Strange King could lose to a Half-Step Saint King, which is why he made this guess.
“Is that… Zhang Ruochen?”
The insect clan cultivator who had transformed into a beautiful woman saw a young figure at the outer edge of the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field, holding a scroll book, reading its contents while lightly tracing with his finger.
Ghost Centipede King squinted. “His aura is very strong—it should be him. The Guanghan Realm couldn’t have another young expert as formidable as him.”
“What is he doing?”
Ghost Centipede King also couldn’t understand Zhang Ruochen’s actions and frowned. “It seems like he’s studying the contents of that book.”
“Who cares what he’s doing—let’s suppress him first. Even if we can’t kill him, we’ll cut off his limbs, shatter his spiritual will, and torture him until he commits suicide.”
An insect clan cultivator at the One-Step Saint King level, burning with raging fury, transformed into a silver giant insect with a lion’s head and lunged at Zhang Ruochen.
Ghost Centipede King wanted to stop him but was too late.
Ghost Centipede King had no choice but to immediately turn into a ghostly mist and rush forward quickly, afraid something might happen. If Kuang Lian was caught in Zhang Ruochen’s trap, he might end up like the Strange King and White Python.
Kuang Lian’s strength was formidable, only slightly weaker than the Five Elements Woman beside Shang Zihong.
Zhang Ruochen was fully focused on studying the time formation when he heard a lion’s roar and was jolted awake. He looked ahead and saw a blinding silver sacred light rising from the horizon, radiating a vast sacred might as it rushed toward him.
“I am Kuang Lian Saint King of the Cloud Realm. Zhang Ruochen, how do you want to die?”
From the silver light, a Saint King realm being with a lion’s head and insect body charged out, roaring explosively at Zhang Ruochen.
“The Cloud Realm cultivators are here quickly.”
Zhang Ruochen muttered to himself, then said calmly, “I advise you not to come over, lest you throw your life away for nothing.”
Kuang Lian Saint King had strong perception and sensed that the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dao Field had not activated “Equality for All Beings.” Under these circumstances, he naturally wouldn’t fear Zhang Ruochen.
Instead, he thought this was a perfect opportunity to capture Zhang Ruochen.
Taking advantage of Zhang Ruochen’s recent great victory and possible complacency, he would seize him in one move.
“Roar——”
Kuang Lian Saint King roared loudly and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
Kuang Lian Saint King was very cautious, but he didn’t notice that he had already stepped into the space maze formation and time formation that Zhang Ruochen had set up.
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