Peak Master of Heaven Mending

In his previous life, Lu Yang had painstakingly studied formations. The grand formation ultimately engraved upon the Blood Sun Sword Pellet was a sword formation called the "Blood-Washing Heavenly River Sword Formation Map."

The formation divided into the Three Talents and Nine Palaces, with the river of Sword Qi unleashed by the Blood Sun Sword Pellet as its core and the Heavenly Demon Blood-Dissolving Divine Light as support. Lu Yang had even specially designed three hundred and sixty formation eyes. According to his design, as long as he found three hundred and sixty cultivators to occupy them, the formation's power could be brought to its absolute peak.

He had thought that part through as well.

Once he reclaimed his Primordial Breath Ten Thousand Spirit Banner from Liu Xin, he would have the Banner Spirit occupy the formation eyes. It would not only save effort and be convenient, but could also be carried with him.

But for now, he could only personally command the formation.

"Open!" Lu Yang formed a hand seal. The Blood Sun Sword Pellet rang out, and within the formation, a Heavenly River surged from south to north, spanning the heavens as far as the eye could see.

Lu Yuanchun, Zhao Xuhe, and all the others had fallen into the Heavenly River. Its waters roared, equivalent to endless Sword Qi cleaving down upon them every second. Several weaker cultivators only had time to let out a scream before becoming bloody blossoms within the river.

Lu Yuanchun's expression changed drastically at once.

"This is impossible! Master had said before that this man understood formations, but I never gave him time to set one up. How did we still fall into a formation?"

Naturally, Lu Yuanchun could not understand.

That was because the Blood Sun Sword Pellet was no ordinary magic treasure, but an Array Treasure. An Array Treasure was a treasure made from a formation—at a thought, the formation was complete, requiring no setup at all!

And falling into the formation now had already exceeded Lu Yuanchun's expectations.

Formations borrowed the marvels of Heaven and Earth and drew upon their power, reputed to be invincible against those of the same realm. Though he considered himself formidable, once trapped in a formation, even he lost his confidence.

Could it be that he would truly capsize in a gutter today?

At that thought, Lu Yuanchun's expression grew increasingly ugly. His former certainty of victory was gone, and even Zhao Xuhe beside him began to feel anxious.

"Senior Brother, this formation..."

"Junior Brother, be careful. There may be another Variable in today's affair." As Lu Yuanchun spoke in a low voice, he raised the Golden Light Treasure Mirror into the air to protect himself.

Even now, Lu Yuanchun still harbored a trace of luck. In his view, Lu Yang was merely an ordinary disciple who had stumbled upon a fortuitous opportunity. Though he knew quite a few things, he had entered the sect only recently. Even if he understood formations, how much could he possibly have mastered? As for the formation before them, perhaps it was a legacy left behind by some predecessor?

Yet the very next moment, Lu Yang shattered his fantasy.

Lu Yang's expression was icy. With a thought and a pointing finger, the originally clear Heavenly River of Sword Qi was immediately tinged with a piercing crimson hue.

Heavenly Demon Blood-Dissolving Divine Light!

Though this divine ability possessed astonishing power and was said to "harm if it grazed, kill if it touched," that also meant it could only display its might when it struck its target.

If it could not hit, it accomplished nothing.

Yet within the "Blood-Washing Heavenly River Sword Formation Map," Lu Yang had resolved this flaw. So long as one stood within the formation, it was equivalent to being immersed in the Divine Light!

In other words, once it was unleashed, it would inevitably hit!

In an instant, Lu Yuanchun felt the earth shake and the mountains sway. His remaining junior brothers screamed one after another, then turned into human skins in the blink of an eye!

"Not good!"

Lu Yuanchun's face changed violently. He gritted his teeth, changing the hand seals in his hands, and the aura of the Golden Light Treasure Mirror above his head instantly became chaotic and violent.

Lu Yang understood the moment he saw it.

"Self-destructing a magic treasure? Naive!"

The Golden Light Treasure Mirror was clearly a superior magic treasure. If Lu Yuanchun detonated it, he truly might be able to tear open the array diagrams and blast out a path to survival.

But that was only if Lu Yang did not understand formations.

Ordinary formations, even when someone commanded them, could only operate according to established rules. They were dead formations. But with a Formation Master overseeing them, things were entirely different.

A qualified Formation Master could make temporary adjustments to a formation according to changes in the battle. Thus, a dead formation became a living formation, and its power naturally could not be mentioned in the same breath. Not to mention that the "Blood-Washing Heavenly River Sword Formation Map" had been personally created by Lu Yang, who wielded it as easily as an arm and hand.

Thus, at the very instant Lu Yuanchun detonated his magic treasure, Lu Yang moved.

With one hand, he calculated with his fingers; with the other, he manipulated the formation patterns. In an instant, he dispersed the explosive force, originally concentrated at one point, throughout the entire formation.

Once the explosion was dispersed, its power abruptly dropped severalfold.

The formation that should have been broken naturally remained unscathed. It even seized the opening created when the Golden Light Treasure Mirror shattered and swallowed Lu Yuanchun and Zhao Xuhe in one stroke.

Zhao Xuhe did not even have time to scream before he instantly became a dried corpse.

"Impossible! This thief is actually a Formation Master!?"

Lu Yuanchun's face was deathly pale. He felt the flesh and blood throughout his body pouring out like floodwaters after a dike burst. He was about to follow Zhao Xuhe's footsteps and die an unnatural death.

"Blood-Transforming Divine Light."

At the brink of life and death, intense fear swiftly extinguished his fury. Lu Yuanchun's eyes nearly split open, yet he could do nothing. At last, he lowered his head as though resigning himself to fate.

"Rumble!"

The next second, a Jade Pendant at Lu Yuanchun's waist silently shattered. It then burst forth with boundless Radiance, actually breaking Lu Yang's grand formation in a single instant!

Lu Yang's pupils contracted as he looked up at the sky.

Where his gaze fell, the Radiance traced itself into a gigantic face above his head, high in the sky ten thousand zhang above—calm and solemn, imposing without anger!

That face showed not the slightest emotion. His eyes shone like the sun and moon. Lu Yang had merely met his gaze for an instant, yet tears flowed from his eyes from the pain, while the true qi throughout his body was inexplicably weakened by seventy or eighty percent. He nearly failed to maintain his escape light and almost fell from the sky.

The face looked down, its voice like thunder emerging from the mountains.

"Insolence!"

The voice was not loud, yet it seemed to carry the decrees of Heaven in its mouth, making Lu Yang someone despised by Heaven and Earth alike. Even the surrounding Spiritual Qi fled from him as though afraid of being too close.

An invisible gaze bore down upon Lu Yang with the weight of Mount Tai itself.

Even the ground around him cracked inch by inch beneath that pressure.

Such a scene naturally alarmed all of Mending Heaven Peak.

For a time, countless disciples in seclusion throughout Mending Heaven Peak woke in shock and emerged from their cave dwellings. Looking at the gigantic face in the sky, terror filled their expressions.

"Greetings, Peak Master!"

"Greetings, Peak Master!"

Some older disciples of Mending Heaven Peak recognized the face. Their scalps went numb, and without another word, they dropped to their knees and repeatedly kowtowed in salute.

Peak Master of Heaven Mending!

Lu Yang finally learned the identity of the mysterious master behind Zhao Xuhe: the Peak Master of Heaven Mending, a Foundation Establishment True Person who commanded one of the Four Inner Peaks of the First Saint Sect!

"Rumble, rumble, rumble!"

As those words fell, the array diagrams that Lu Yang had painstakingly refined in his previous life immediately began to collapse like a landslide. Vast sections of formation patterns even exploded on the spot.

At the sight, Lu Yang could not help revealing a helpless smile.

The gap between Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment far exceeded his imagination. The fruit of twenty years of painstaking effort had actually failed to withstand even two words from a Foundation Establishment True Person!

A single sharp rebuke had brought things to this?