Zhong Yue looked around and saw stone steles standing in dense ranks and high platforms towering into the sky. He could not help shivering. "After the Beast God died, his spiritual power did not disperse. When the formation was touched, seven demon gods surged out of the stone steles and devoured that ram. And that was only the most basic Seven Kill Formation! If a mid-level formation composed of forty-nine Seven Kill Formations were triggered, just how terrifying would its power be?"
And if a large formation formed from forty-nine mid-level formations were activated, how powerful would it be?
He feared that within the hundred-thousand-mile Great Wilderness, the terrifying scene of gods and demons descending would reappear.
And this was merely a seal left behind by the Beast God before his death. If this Beast God had been at the peak of his strength, the seal's power would certainly have been even more fierce and unyielding!
Walking into such a terrifying formation, even with Xin Huo's guidance, he still felt somewhat on edge.
However, deep down, he was even looking forward to seeing the complete Beast God formation unleash its power.
"I must have been led astray by Xin Huo. How could I actually look forward to such a great formation exploding?"
Zhong Yue blinked and followed Xin Huo's instructions step by step into the formation without making a single mistake. He thought, If this great formation were to erupt, it would probably be as terrifying as a natural disaster. The entire eight-hundred-mile Beast God Ridge would be doomed. Only someone who wanted to see the world thrown into chaos would hope for that, right?
"Little brat Yue, if this great formation erupts, it'll certainly be spectacular. Later, let's see if we can fish out that sunken platform and complete this great formation!" Xin Huo said excitedly.
Sure enough, I've been led astray by him, Zhong Yue thought.
Xin Huo muttered formulas under his breath, calculating the principles behind the formation's operation. Gradually, he guided Zhong Yue deeper into the formation, and the journey remained safe and uneventful.
"Eh? Why are there totem patterns on this stone stele?"
Zhong Yue suddenly saw a stone stele splattered with fresh blood. The blood had yet to dry, and an eerie totem diagram had been drawn upon it. He could not help becoming curious.
The other stone steles were all spotless. Only when someone touched the formation would totem patterns emerge and kill the intruder. After the intruder died, the totem patterns would automatically fade away and vanish.
"The totem patterns on this stone stele definitely aren't part of the Beast God Seal. Someone else must have set them up. Could it have been that ram's master, that Demonic Race Qi Warrior?"
Zhong Yue's heart stirred. He left these totem patterns on the stone stele. Could they be meant to break the totem patterns suppressing the Seven Kill Formation?
He carefully examined the totem patterns. Their lines were extremely profound and entirely different from the totem patterns of Sword Gate. Sword Gate's totem patterns revered nature. Whether it was the Lei Thunder Totem Pattern or the Flood Dragon Totem Pattern Zhong Yue had learned so far, both had been conceived according to the patterns of thunder and Flood Dragons in nature. The variations of the thunder patterns and Dragon Markings might be endless, but their fundamental principles remained unchanged.
The Demonic Race's totem patterns, however, contained much more killing intent and demonic variation. Refining the totem patterns with blood to increase their power made them even stranger!
"This is human blood!"
Zhong Yue sniffed the scent of blood, and his expression turned cold. The totem patterns on the stone stele had been drawn with human blood—and not just any human blood, but that of virgin boys and girls!
"Are we humans really this lowly outside the Great Wilderness? If Xin Huo is right and we humans are descendants of the Fuxi Divine Clan, how did we fall into our current state?"
He steadied himself and followed Xin Huo's instructions forward, delving deeper into the formation. Before long, Zhong Yue suddenly saw Demonic Energy spreading ahead, transforming into a gray, hazy mist.
Within the mist, blood seemed to be surging faintly, taking shape as a massive body. Like a god or demon, it writhed within the fog.
"Could that be the Demonic Race Qi Warrior?"
The instant Zhong Yue thought of this, the mist suddenly shifted. The huge body formed from the blood in the mist abruptly turned its head toward him. A massive eye flashed within the fog, crimson as fire!
Zhong Yue immediately felt the heavens spin and the earth whirl. A huge blood eye suddenly appeared in his sea of consciousness, rolling around and floating high above it, spanning several acres!
When the blood eye shone upon him, the qi and blood throughout his body nearly boiled. It surged into his sea of consciousness in one rush, about to be devoured entirely by the blood eye!
"What a strange method of attack. Could that Demonic Race Qi Warrior have attacked me? How dare he harm me inside my sea of consciousness?"
Zhong Yue grunted and immediately visualized Suihuang. His sea of consciousness churned as his soul transformed into Suihuang and slowly rose from within it. Lightning flashed and thunder roared, with thunderous might shaking the heavens!
Wherever the thunder struck, nothing escaped being broken. Wherever the weight of thunder pressed down, nothing escaped being annihilated!
When Suihuang emerged, he was like the Divine Emperor seated in the heavenly court, scattering all evil demons!
The blood eye floating above his sea of consciousness sizzled and was refined by Suihuang, transforming into pure spiritual power. It fell like torrential rain, and Zhong Yue's sea of consciousness instantly rose with the tide, his spiritual cultivation increasing by nearly half!
"Refining this blood eye actually had the same effect as taking more than a hundred Feather Spirit Pills!"
Zhong Yue was both shocked and delighted. A muffled grunt came from within the gray mist. As the fog dispersed, the god-demon within it vanished as well. An eerie voice said coldly, "A Qi Warrior from Sword Gate? And such a young brat at that. If I capture you and sell you outside the Great Wilderness, you'll certainly fetch an excellent price! Since you've appeared here, I suppose my three disciples have already met with misfortune?"
Qi Warrior? He actually thinks I'm a Qi Warrior from Sword Gate? Could he not tell that I haven't become a Qi Warrior yet?
Zhong Yue was puzzled. He did not know that he had refined the blood eye in the blink of an eye. Although it had not caused much damage to the Demonic Race Qi Warrior, such terrifying resilience and offensive power of spiritual strength were abilities that only Qi Warriors possessed!
The Demonic Race Qi Warrior, however, had not expected that although Zhong Yue's spiritual strength had reached the level of a Qi Warrior in resilience and offensive power, his spiritual cultivation was pitifully weak. His sea of consciousness was only five hundred acres in size.
Having rashly unleashed a spiritual attack, the Demonic Race Qi Warrior naturally could not ascertain Zhong Yue's true cultivation.
"Were your three disciples a sheep, a snake, and a bear?"
Zhong Yue laughed loudly, without the slightest fear in his heart. He said clearly, "I killed two of them. The last one fled into this seal, triggered the formation, and died on his own. Brother from the Demonic Race, my condolences."
"Heh heh heh, they were inferior and deserved to die. But you killed my disciples, so you deserve to die too!"
The Demonic Race Qi Warrior's voice rang out, growing even more eerie. He laughed and said, "Although you're a Qi Warrior, your abilities are inferior to mine. Moreover, I'm of the Demonic Race, kin to the Beast God. Within the Beast God Seal, I can mobilize the formation's power and wipe you out! Brat..."
Zhong Yue stepped forward. Before the Demonic Race Qi Warrior could finish speaking, Zhong Yue had already reached the area before him. His steps were as free as if he were walking through an empty realm, treating this formation brimming with killing intent as though it were nothing.
Zhong Yue looked back and saw that the Demonic Race Qi Warrior was tall and lanky, standing more than one zhang high. His appearance resembled that of a human, but scales covered his skin, making it impossible to tell what species he belonged to.
He carried a huge gourd on his back, as tall as a person. Blood bubbled and gurgled inside it, while clumps of fresh blood rolled about above its mouth. Within every clump of blood was the soul of a virgin boy or girl.
The gourd contained nothing but the blood of virgin boys and girls. Who knew how many people he had killed to refine such a gourd full of blood?
When the Demonic Race Qi Warrior saw Zhong Yue arrive before him in just a few steps, he was startled. Could this fellow be pretending to be a pig to eat a tiger, disguising himself as a minor Qi Warrior while actually being an old monster from Sword Gate? Otherwise, how could he know this formation like the back of his hand and delve so easily into the Beast God Seal... No!
Zhong Yue was very close to him, separated by only a few stone steles. At once, the Demonic Race Qi Warrior saw through Zhong Yue's cultivation!
"A little human brat, a brat who hasn't even sensed his spirit!"
The Demonic Race Qi Warrior stared blankly at Zhong Yue and blurted out, "You aren't a Qi Warrior from Sword Gate. How can you be so proficient in the Beast God Seal and reach this place?"
He was immediately overjoyed and burst into laughter. "You haven't become a Qi Warrior yet, but your spiritual power is hardly weaker than a Qi Warrior's. You truly are a premium specimen of the Human race! If I capture you, you'll fetch an even higher price than a Qi Warrior! Brat, stay right there obediently! Blood Gourd, manifest!"
The gourd immediately bubbled and gurgled with blood plasma, transforming into a blood-red hand more than one zhang across. It reached toward Zhong Yue between the rows of stone steles!
"Little brat Yue, go three steps to the left, then jump forward one zhang and six chi," Xin Huo called out.
Zhong Yue followed his instructions, taking three steps before leaping forward one zhang and six chi. He landed precisely at the edge of the Seven Kill Formation, while the blood-red hand had already reached behind him.
At the same time, the stone steles of the Seven Kill Formation suddenly changed. Blood flowed from the steles, and the totem patterns upon them appeared. The Seven Kill Formation instantly activated!
Xin Huo said unhurriedly, "Take one step forward."
Zhong Yue stepped forward and walked out of the Seven Kill Formation. At that moment, the formation activated. Just as the hand from the Blood Gourd was about to seize him, terrifying auras erupted from the seven stone steles. The spiritual power the Beast God had hidden inside them surged forth like rolling waves, transforming into seven god-demons that smashed the blood-red hand to pieces!
"Xin Huo, what would happen if I attacked this killing formation from outside?" Zhong Yue looked back at the Seven Kill Formation. He saw that he had already left the range of the forty-nine stone steles near the high platform, and a thought suddenly struck him.
Xin Huo laughed. "You'll activate this mid-level killing formation. What? You've developed a destructive urge and want to witness the might of this mid-level killing formation?"
"Then let's see it!"
A sharp glint flashed through Zhong Yue's eyes. He gave a low shout, manifested his spiritual power as a Flood Dragon, and sent it crashing viciously into the formation toward the seven god-demons!
The Demonic Race Qi Warrior watched with eyes wide enough to split their sockets. He hurriedly turned and fled toward the outside of the formation. But at that moment, the seven god-demons suddenly merged into one, becoming a demonic monster with seven heads, fourteen arms, and fourteen legs. Before the Flood Dragon formed from Zhong Yue's spirit could even approach, it was crushed apart by the god-demon's aura!
At the same time, the other forty-eight killing formations activated together. Blood sprayed from the stone steles, and god-demons emerged one after another, roaring furiously!
As the mid-level killing formation activated, the god-demons merged with one another, their auras growing stronger and stronger. In the end, only forty-nine seven-headed god-demons remained, charging back and forth through the formation and shattering everything in their path!
From outside the formation, Zhong Yue watched as the Demonic Race Qi Warrior only had time to let out a scream before he was torn to pieces and devoured clean by the forty-nine seven-headed god-demons!
Then the forty-nine god-demons suddenly merged in pairs, transforming into a single god-demon that towered between heaven and earth. It threw back its head and roared, scattering the clouds high in the sky. The sight was utterly astonishing!
This was the might of a mid-level killing formation!
"The mid-level killing formation really is domineering!"
Zhong Yue shook his head and walked forward. "The Great Wilderness isn't a place for you Demonic Race monsters to come. Too bad you realized that far too late."
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