Seven-Level Futu

The surrounding urban area of Immortal Forest is filled with secluded mansions and densely packed buildings, and its Defensive Formation are fully activated.

High walls and courtyards Light Veil intertwined, and the stone slabs of the streets gleamed with gold.

Because it was a power struggle between high-ranking factions within the Demon Kingdom, the Night Demon City's guards dared not approach, treating them as if they were deaf and blind.

The four mysterious individuals each possessed extraordinary backgrounds. Within their hundred years of age, one was the strongest in the realm of life, one was the lord of a clan, one was a disciple of the Demon Minister, and one was the number one in the prefecture. Their intellect, combat skills, and talents were all at the pinnacle of their era.

The four people formed a "Four-level Futu Tower," which was over four zhang tall, with each person occupying one tier inside the pagoda.

Each person was surrounded by shimmering blood-red light and floating scriptures, making the eerie tower on the street appear both dark with demonic mist on the outside and crimson with blood on the inside.

"Clang!"

Chang Yujian drew out a ninth-grade thousand-character jade sword, longer than his own body. Its magical energy condensed into a pillar of light, shooting straight into the sky. The sword was covered with dense golden scriptures, like a blue sky filled with golden clouds.

He did not use this sword Wang Huo of Yi Zong.

This was bestowed upon him by his clan after he entered the third realm!

"Whoosh!"

With a single sword strike, the power of Great Longevity level energy was unleashed.

The azure sword river tore through the thick demonic clouds, shattering the coiled Coiled Dragon red copper staff that the man standing on the fourth floor of the Four-level Futu Tower had swung.

The sword river instantly exploded, transforming into hundreds of scattered Sword Qi that shot out in all directions.

The blow left a shattered mark on the street that stretched all the way to Chang Yujian's feet, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.

The tower, formed from black magical mist, is very solid, resembling a real Buddhist pagoda, and is a multi-tiered, pavilion-style tower.

The patterns of lotus flowers, scrolls, Bodhisattvas, Buddhas, and other designs on each level of the tower are recognizable. It can be said that the forging method of the Blood Butcher Demonic Armor is exquisite and unparalleled, a masterpiece of Yu Tuo Nan's painstaking efforts.

In order to form the pagoda, each of the four mysterious figures held a set of array prayer beads in their left hand, activating a large number of Formation Script.

Chang Yujian knew about the Blood Butcher Demonic Armor because each of the major factions in the Demon Kingdom would receive a batch during the competition for immortality. The younger generation of Saint Mind Master in the Demon Kingdom, led by the second-place Qu Yao, were urgently refining the Formation Script.

The Formation Script on the Blood Butcher Demonic Armor have all been erased and it will be disabled.

Prior to this, Chang Yujian was unaware that the Blood Butcher Demonic Armor could actually form a pagoda.

At the same time, Chang Yujian was confident of victory against the four other immortals of the same realm. This was the confidence of someone who was Ancient Sect True Disciple and Son of Heaven's Disciple. Even though each of the immortals was exceptionally intelligent and had Transcendent skills.

However, facing four immortals clad in Blood Butcher Demonic Armor who could unleash combined attacks using the armor, Chang Yujian, though still full of fighting spirit, knew clearly that she would lose more often than she would win.

When the four mysterious figures formed the Pagoda, Chang Yujian only wanted to leave immediately, confident that she could escape unscathed.

Tonight, Chang Yujian will certainly not retreat.

He knew that someone wanted to test Li Weiyi's current cultivation level, but Li Weiyi was a guest of the Chang family tonight, and no one could offend her.

Chang Yujian and four Longevity Realm experts from the Chang family, all at the third stage, moved swiftly, using the Five Directions Cloud-Stepping Step to form a sword formation and launch a powerful attack.

"Swish!"

In an instant, thousands of sword shadows appeared on the street, surging towards the Four-level Futu Tower like a tide.

"The Blood Butcher Demonic Armor must have an extraordinary origin, surpassing even military formations. Even with the power of Chang Yujian, it couldn't be penetrated." Zuoqiu Hongting's starry eyes were deep in thought as she carefully observed, searching for a solution.

Li Weiyi knew very well that since four sets of Blood Butcher Demonic Armor had appeared, the Demon Kingdom definitely had more than four sets.

His gaze was fixed on the four people inside the tower.

It was discovered that the two people at the bottom and top were the strongest, both at the Peak Third Realm.

The person inside the fourth level of the tower at the very top possessed an aura that was in no way inferior to that of Lesser Yang Guard or Taiyin Envoy of the same realm. He was responsible for controlling the power of the Floating Pagoda, casting spells, and taking the lead in the attack.

The one at the very bottom is responsible for the tower's movement and defense.

The two in the middle were slightly weaker in cultivation and were responsible for stabilizing the formation and manipulating magical artifacts for surprise attacks.

The four worked together seamlessly, leaving no room for error.

Wenren Tinghai's cold, deep voice echoed from the Immortal Forest: "How dare you four clowns! Who sent you? Jade Sword, would you like me to lend you a hand?"

The members of Chang's family all sneered.

It would be strange if these mysterious people weren't recruited by the Wenren Lineage!

The Chang family certainly recruited top experts, but the fact that Chang Yujian wasn't brought to greet Li Weiyi was tantamount to directly brandishing a knife. That's why they've fallen into this awkward situation.

"Five against four, and they still can't break through the opponent's defense. The younger generation of the Chang family is ruined!" Someone fanned the flames, constantly changing positions and concealing their figure.

Then a faint voice rang out again. "The Immortal Changhu Yujian, a name without substance."

"The Xuan Shen Sect disciple who was just defeated by my brother despite his superior cultivation level, isn't he even more of a fraud?" Chang Yuqing coldly stared at the crowd in the Immortal Forest. She learned from Zuoqiu Hongting that it was Xuan Shen Sect disciple who was making sarcastic remarks, and she was very annoyed.

"Brother Jade Sword, this tower cannot be broken without Myriad-character Artifact '. Accept the seal!"

Li Weiyi took out the Purple Sky Lei Seal and threw it over.

Chang Yujian shifted its form and caught the Purple Sky Lei Seal.

Then, she raised her hands in a gesture of support, and magical energy surged from her palms to activate it. Behind her, four more beams of magical energy flew over and struck the Black Iron Seal that was floating above the Chang Yujian.

The original power of the Myriad-character Artifact then erupted.

Streaks of purple light, like thunder dragons and lightning snakes, tore apart all the bloody aura that permeated the ground.

"Boom!"

The space trembled, Purple Sky Lei Seal expanded to the size of a house, carrying dense lightning as it flew towards the Four-level Futu Tower, colliding with the spells and magical artifacts unleashed by the four people inside.

A sound like a mountain collapsing and the earth splitting apart exploded in the night.

The Four-level Futu Tower collapsed, and the four people inside were thrown out like falling leaves.

Lightning and Sword Qi rained down on them relentlessly.

But...

Their bodies were covered in crimson demonic runes, automatically diverting lightning to the ground. When Sword Qi struck them, it was like hitting metal or stone, producing a crisp, dense sound.

The four appeared to be completely unharmed. After falling to the ground, they each used fourth or fifth level Daoist techniques to regroup in a ghostly and ethereal manner.

"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The four-story tower was then stacked back together.

"Bang!"

A fifth figure flew out of the darkness, landed on the fourth floor of the tower, and transformed into Five-level Pagoda.

The Five-level Pagoda spun and moved forward rapidly, releasing blood energy, demonic mist, and Wind Force that surged towards Chang Yujian and her group of five, forcing them to retreat repeatedly.

Chang Yuqing was extremely nervous, her fingers clenched tightly, regretting that she was born fifty years too late.

Li Weiyi looked at Zuoqiu Hongting.

"I won't fight, I have no chance of winning! The power of the five-story pagoda is already approaching that of the fifth-level Great Longevity Realm, and I haven't figured out a way to counter it yet. Besides, the opponent's purpose is not only to target you, but also to use this opportunity to test the combat power of different levels of pagodas," Zuoqiu Hongting said.

"Since it's aimed at me, there's no way to avoid it."

Li Weiyi took a deep breath of the cool night air, raised his head and looked up at the top of the Immortal Forest, peering through the array's Light Veil, and Wenren Tinghai's gaze as he stood outside the Red Jade Residence.

Wenren Tinghai smiled kindly, raised his glass to him, and moved his lips as if to say something.

Li Weiyi strode towards the Five-level Pagoda, his body crackling with electricity, the air hissing and popping.

On the other side, the Five-level Pagoda had been chasing the five sons of the Chang family stopped and turned to face Li Weiyi, with all five pairs of eyes falling on him.

Demonic energy, Formation Script, and blood-red light intertwined endlessly.

"Whoosh!"

At the very top of the Five-level Pagoda, the strongest person detached from the tower and flew up.

In the darkness, the sixth person flew across the void, carrying a sea of crimson demonic runes, and landed on the Floating Pagoda. Immediately, with a loud rumble, the entire city trembled slightly.

The seventh person ran through the streets and arrived at breakneck speed.

He was tall and golden, and he spread his arms to lift the entire pagoda, transforming himself into the base of the first level.

The person who had flown away earlier landed again and solidified into the spire at the top.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

The Seven-level Pagoda solidified and took shape, its body expanding in layers.

The ground formations couldn't withstand this immense power and were crushed, cracking and spreading until they reached Li Weiyi's feet before being stopped.

The tower was enormous, and demonic energy surged within it.

A crimson glow illuminated the entire city, and Buddhist and demonic chants intertwined, transforming the surrounding area into a demonic and Buddhist kingdom.

"Seven-level Pagoda, what an imposing aura! Even I, an old man of the fifth realm, would have to retreat!" In the Immortal Forest, an Old Man of the fifth realm of Great Longevity sighed.

Even someone like him, who had lived for nearly four hundred years, had never seen seven complete sets of Ninth-grade Thousand Character Artifact. Such a treasure surpasses even the Myriad-character Artifact.

Wenren Tinghai looked at the crowd in the Immortal Forest: "Today we will finally witness the magnificence of Southern Dragon. He is the successor of the Stored Son of Heaven's Dao Law Successor. Let's all cheer him on!"

Instantly, a thunderous roar resounded throughout the Immortal Forest.

Chang Yujian looked around, searching for Chang Zhi; the situation before him was beyond his control.

The Seven-level Pagoda stood there, its aura even more profound than that of a Great Longevity who had cultivated for hundreds of years.

Chang Zhi was not found.

Just as Chang Yujian was about to pull Li Weiyi away.

"Whoosh!"

Li Weiyi transformed into a bright streak of lightning, arriving at the foot of the magnificent seven-story blood-red demon tower, and unleashed a powerful palm strike. Instantly, the palm print caused the air to arch out in an arc.

The figure on the first level of the tower stared intently.

Holding a string of prayer beads in one hand, and drawing upon the power of the seven people inside the tower with the other, he transformed it into a blood-red lotus handprint.

With a deafening roar, the Seven-level Pagoda trembled.

The person in the tower base let out a muffled groan, causing the entire tower to stagger back several steps.

The figure at the top of the pagoda held up its palms to the sky, forming a large hand seal, and then swung it downwards.

The other five masters in the five-story tower simultaneously unleashed their magical weapons and Daoist techniques.

"Boom!"

After dodging the giant handprint that descended from the sky, Li Weiyi ignored the other magical artifacts and Daoist techniques, using the protective Immortal Mist Pure Radiance to defend himself. From the void, he grabbed a handful of lightning, transforming it into more than a dozen Lightning Sword Light, which he then scattered towards the tower gate of the first level of the tower.

The Seven-level Pagoda exploded and retreated once again.

Everyone was stunned; they hadn't expected this outcome.

Li Weiyi not only handled the situation with ease, but also gained the upper hand.

Wenren Tinghai's smile vanished, and the bronze wine cup in his hand unconsciously became deformed.

"He really broke through to a higher realm!"

Chang Yujian wore a bitter smile, unsure whether to be happy or sad, and shouted, "Brother Weiyi, accept the seal!"

He was unaware that Li Weiyi was at the same level as him.

"No need!"

Li Weiyi stepped back, creating some distance, and had already thoroughly understood the Seven-level Pagoda: "The Blood Butcher Demonic Armor is incredibly profound, but the tower formation is very crude and not sturdy enough."

As soon as he finished speaking, he shot off.

He struck the rapidly approaching Seven-level Pagoda with a palm strike.

"Whoosh!"

The golden Swastika Symbol Imprint flew out from the palm and rapidly grew larger as it spun. The twisting force not only stirred up a hurricane but also stretched the space into ripples and wrinkles.