# Chapter 2944: Formation Destroyed
Outside the Divine Maiden City, divine Qi of various colors surged like tidal waves.
"If anyone is dissatisfied, step forward!"
Zhang Ruochen stood atop one of the massive heads of the Nine-Headed Dragon God, suppressing the remnant spiritual will of this great divine being. His gaze swept across the four directions, and all the gods of the Heavenly Court were terrified.
That was the Nine-Headed Dragon God, the number one powerhouse of the Western Dragon Clan. Had he really been shattered with a single punch?
Looking at the collapsed land before Zhang Ruochen, where spatial fragments and Netherworld light flickered in the depths, even the ancient gods present—all seasoned veterans who had roamed the world—could not help but feel a chill run through their bodies.
Yu Yao wept tears of joy, knowing that finally a Heavenly Venerable-level powerhouse had stepped forward to uphold justice. She crossed her arms and bowed toward the sky in the unique ritual of the Inverse God Clan.
Chi Xingtian, Jia Tianxia, and Ming Jianshen stopped their battle. The three great gods hovered in midair, their moods heavy.
A Heavenly Venerable from the Hell Realm had arrived. Chi Xingtian knew that his transformation technique would be difficult to conceal, and his heart was somewhat uneasy. He planned to find an opportunity to escape.
Chi Xingtian laughed loudly: "Heavenly Mother has arrived! Our Hell Realm's Heavenly Venerable has descended. If you don't flee now, you might not have another chance!"
Jia Tianxia said: "Do you think we are so easily intimidated? Heavenly Mother is probably in a place far, far away. She has only transmitted her divine power to Zhang Ruochen. Whether her true body will descend is still unknown!"
"Even if Heavenly Mother descends in person, so what? Our Heavenly Court also has Heavenly Venerables in this star domain." Ming Jianshen stood within a sword domain, his expression sharp, his bearing heroic, like a banished immortal among swords.
Chi Xingtian was speechless inside. If these fellows didn't flee, how could he get away?
When the Hell Realm army arrived, especially if Xue Jue War God actually showed up, what would he, this fake Xue Jue War God, do?
"Tough! You're really tough. I, Xue Jue War God, admire your courage."
Chi Xingtian almost cursed out loud, continuing: "Even if Heavenly Mother hasn't descended in person, my grandson can still deal with you. Didn't you see that nine-headed snake? He shattered its divine body with one punch! Aren't you afraid at all?"
The Soul Realm Lord's head was covered with dense soul shadows, his voice gloomy: "The Nine-Headed Dragon God was already severely injured, his divine body nearly corroded by death Qi. Does Zhang Ruochen think he can scare us with one punch? Do you think we've cultivated for nothing these hundreds of thousands of years?"
"Today, this old man will test Heavenly Mother's methods. If I am fortunate enough to win, or if I accidentally kill your esteemed self's divine envoy, I hope Heavenly Mother won't hold it against this junior!"
"Boom!"
The Soul Realm Lord stomped his foot, and a vast sea of ink-black soul mist surged up, spreading toward Zhang Ruochen like a tidal wave.
Within the soul mist, vengeful spirits howled, cold Qi was freezing, and the entire ground turned into frozen earth.
Anyone could see the Soul Realm Lord's cunning and treachery. He was clearly attacking Zhang Ruochen, yet claimed to be testing Heavenly Mother. In this way, even if he lost, he could preserve his prestige.
His words were tough, but his attacks were cautious. He didn't dare approach Zhang Ruochen at all. This strike was entirely a probe of Zhang Ruochen's strength.
Zhang Ruochen threw a punch. The Heavenly River phantom and fist wind collided with the soul mist.
But he couldn't disperse the soul mist.
The soul mist was like strands of silk, seeping through every gap, breaking into pieces, combining with rule divine patterns like threads of mist, bypassing the Heavenly River phantom.
Yu Yao's expression changed, and she thought: "Not good! Although Zhang Ruochen has borrowed Heavenly Mother's divine power, his martial arts cultivation has been crippled, and he has no rules to use. His combat methods are still at the level of mundane martial arts. He simply cannot see the subtlety of top-tier great god techniques. How can he fight against an ancient god like the Soul Realm Lord with just powerful divine power?"
Seeing Zhang Ruochen forced into a passive defense by the Soul Realm Lord, completely on the back foot, the tension on the faces of the Heavenly Court gods disappeared, replaced by smiles.
The Three-Armor Blood Ancestor said: "Zhang Ruochen is still too inexperienced. His understanding of martial arts is still at the Saint realm level. Even if he borrows Heavenly Mother's divine power, what can he do?"
"You can't say that! Zhang Ruochen's opponent is the Soul Realm Lord. If it were us up there, he could shatter our divine forms with one punch."
The Soul Realm ranked thirty-first in the Western Universe. To become the master of such a powerful realm meant one's status in the world was at the top level.
Zhang Ruochen had only cultivated for a thousand years, yet he could exchange blows with a realm overlord of this level. In the eyes of many gods, this was already an extraordinary achievement.
After all, even if one borrowed powerful divine power, one still needed to be able to use it. That was the real skill.
Clearly, given Zhang Ruochen's age and cultivation level, being able to use it to this extent had already left many gods present in the dust.
Formation Destroyer Third Elder smiled and said: "It seems that as long as we don't engage him in close combat, and just use profound divine abilities and the application of rule divine patterns, this so-called angel of his is nothing to fear."
Xuan Yi said: "The gods of the Hell Realm have already started moving. You must enter the city immediately and take control of Xinghuantian's realm-protecting grand formation before they arrive. I'll handle things here."
Formation Destroyer Third Elder's heart trembled. He knew the gravity of the situation and dared not delay. He immediately stepped onto a river of spiritual power light, heading straight into the Divine Maiden City.
Yu Yao wanted to intercept him but was powerless. A wave of spiritual power from Formation Destroyer Third Elder pinned her in place, unable to move.
"Today, I'll kill you to avoid future troubles."
Formation Destroyer Third Elder didn't stop his advance into the city. He casually pointed a finger at Yu Yao, and a great formation spun out, flying toward her like a millstone, grinding her down.
Yu Yao was severely injured and suppressed by the other's spiritual power. How could she block this attack?
The formation pressed down relentlessly, crushing the ground and causing the air to explode. Yu Yao strained with both hands raised, but still couldn't stop the formation from descending. Blood from her wounds was continuously sucked away by the vortex power emanating from the formation.
"Whoosh!"
A golden moon flew out, spinning rapidly, and struck the formation.
The formation shook violently but did not shatter.
Zhang Ruochen flew down from afar like a great bird, caught the Vajra Moon Wheel that had been bounced back by the formation, and struck a second blow.
"Boom!"
The formation was finally split open, and layers of inscription patterns scattered.
A strange look appeared in Formation Destroyer Third Elder's eyes. He hadn't expected Zhang Ruochen to shake off the Soul Realm Lord and arrive so quickly. Ignoring Zhang Ruochen, he rushed toward the Divine Maiden City.
"Stay right there!"
Zhang Ruochen's speed increased dramatically. He intercepted Formation Destroyer Third Elder above the city wall and struck down with his palm.
The palm force was immense, divine light was bright, and dragon-elephant phantoms appeared.
He was using the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm.
But the dragon souls, elephant souls, and tiger souls in Zhang Ruochen's arms were long gone, and he no longer needed these external aids. When he struck with his palm, the Dao source manifested directly.
Now the dragon-elephant phantoms were not the souls of dragons and elephants, but the concrete manifestation of Zhang Ruochen's martial arts will.
Striking like a dragon, swinging like an elephant—this was the true momentum of dragon and elephant.
This was the real Dragon-Elephant Prajna, the true return to simplicity.
Previously, refining dragon souls and elephant souls was only to assist in comprehending the true essence of Dragon-Elephant Prajna, and also to borrow the power of dragons and elephants to compensate for one's own lack of strength.
Formation Destroyer Third Elder looked up. He couldn't see Zhang Ruochen, only a dragon and an elephant hovering above his head.
The divine dragon swung its claws, claws that could tear the sky.
The giant elephant stamped its foot, a foot that could crush the earth.
He raised his staff and pointed out a divine formation, propping it above his head.
Zhang Ruochen's palm came down, striking the divine formation until it shook violently, light waves spreading across the sky. The scene was so magnificent that the cultivators in the Divine Maiden City prostrated themselves in worship.
Blood Butcher, who had just finished healing his injuries, climbed out of the lake, dripping wet. Seeing Zhang Ruochen pressing down on the divine formation above the city wall, he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
"What tremendous power! How did Zhang Ruochen suddenly become so heaven-defying, able to contend with top-tier great gods?" He didn't know what had happened, and his heart was hit by an unprecedented shock.
Formation Destroyer Third Elder let out a dry laugh: "Zhang Ruochen, even if Heavenly Mother lends you her divine power, you are still just a small figure. With your martial arts, you cannot break my protective Heavenly Domain Divine Formation."
Zhang Ruochen's voice was almost emotionless: "Is that so?"
Six divine swords flew out from his pressing palm, dragging six streaks of blinding light. Sword Qi filled heaven and earth, divine light illuminated all directions.
Ming Jianshen's eyes flashed with sharp light, and he said: "Not good, Zhang Ruochen wields divine swords!"
"Swish, swish!"
The sound of swords rang through the clouds. The six divine swords shattered Formation Destroyer Third Elder's protective divine formation, landed on his body, and cut his flesh into eighteen thousand pieces.
Blood rain fell like flowers, scattering in all directions.
Jia Tianxia's face was full of disbelief, and he said: "Six divine swords!"
These four words seemed to be squeezed out between his teeth.
If even Jia Tianxia, an ancient god who had seen much of the world, was like this, one could imagine how shocked the other Heavenly Court gods were.
Many of them couldn't even obtain a single Supreme Sacred Artifact even if they begged for it, yet Zhang Ruochen, a spiritual power god, alone wielded six divine swords.
Was there no justice?
Zhang Ruochen used Heavenly Mother's divine power to drive the six divine swords. The divine artifact power unleashed by the six swords suppressed the divine might of all the gods present, as if the Sword Ancestor had been reborn.
"Lend me your gourd!"
Zhang Ruochen grabbed through the air and took Blood Butcher's gourd.
He opened the gourd and collected Formation Destroyer Third Elder's spiritual power thoughts and divine soul inside.
Even wielding divine swords, it was still extremely difficult to completely kill a being like Formation Destroyer Third Elder, whose spiritual power exceeded the eightieth level. He could only suppress him in the gourd first. This gourd was passed down to Blood Butcher by the Death God Venerable, so it was naturally extraordinary.
The Soul Realm Lord had lost all his earlier ease and naturalness, and said: "Zhang Ruochen actually possesses six divine swords. With Heavenly Mother's divine power empowerment, even if our divine abilities are profound, he can cut through them with one sword. This is troublesome now."
Xuan Yi remained very calm, and said: "So what if he has divine swords in hand? When it comes to the sword dao, who in the world today can compare to Ming Jianshen?"
Ming Jianshen activated the sword dao essence, controlling the sword dao rules of heaven and earth. Instantly, the countless sword Qi flying around Zhang Ruochen dissipated, and the six divine swords wobbled unsteadily.
Seizing the opportunity, Jia Tianxia's Sky-Hanging Thunder-Drawing Needle flew toward Zhang Ruochen, carrying hundreds of bolts of lightning.