Yunxiao Had Already Learned the Myriad Immortals Formation

Dongwang Gong finally understood at this moment.

If he continued to clash head-on with Luxuan, he had no chance of winning.

It was not that victory would be difficult.

It was that he simply could not fight him at all.

Last time, at least the two sides had been able to trade blows.

Now, even with the complete Myriad Immortals Formation empowering him, after directly taking two punches and one palm strike, his blood and qi churned while his Dharma Idol cracked apart.

If this continued.

Never mind suppressing Luxuan.

Whether he could return to Purple Palace Isle in one piece would be a question.

Since that was the case.

He could only rely on the formation.

Dongwang Gong forcibly suppressed his injuries.

With one step, he returned to the center of the Myriad Immortals Formation.

"All immortals, return to your positions!"

Upon hearing the command, the million-strong immortal army immediately did everything they could to stabilize their respective formation positions.

Several dozen Great Luo returned to the core nodes at once.

The great formation, which Luxuan's second punch had nearly shattered, actually began operating again by force.

Only, this time.

Dongwang Gong no longer gathered all its power into a single Dharma Idol to clash head-on with Luxuan.

Instead, he completely spread out the entire Myriad Immortals Formation.

In an instant.

The seas within several million li were entirely covered by violet-golden immortal light.

Countless formation patterns hid within the void.

The auras of the million immortal soldiers linked together, yet changed without cease.

The positions of heaven and earth around Luxuan swiftly inverted.

One moment, he stood upon the sea.

The next, he was already surrounded by a boundless starry sky.

Streaks of Slaughter divine light came from no fixed direction. Sometimes they surged up from beneath his feet, sometimes they suddenly descended from behind him in the void.

Dongwang Gong had finally learned from his previous lesson.

Since fixed nodes were easy for Luxuan to find.

Then he would make the nodes keep changing.

Luxuan stood within the formation.

He observed it for a moment.

Before he could make a move.

Yunxiao in the distance suddenly stepped forward.

"Master."

Luxuan turned back.

Yunxiao's eyes were clearly filled with eagerness.

"This formation."

"Your disciple wishes to try once more."

Luxuan slightly raised his brow.

"What did you see?"

Yunxiao did not answer immediately.

She merely closed her eyes.

She was no stranger to this Myriad Immortals Formation.

The last time Dongwang Gong had personally come to Penglai.

Her master had personally entered the formation and dismantled it for her piece by piece.

After that battle.

Yunxiao had secluded herself for years using the resources Celestial Court had provided as compensation, eventually creating the Nine-Bend Cloud River Formation.

Now that she was seeing a far more complete Myriad Immortals Formation once again.

Rather than unfamiliarity.

It felt more like a rare, large-scale reference answer had been delivered right to her door.

Last time, she could only watch.

This time.

She could dismantle it herself.

"The formation eye is indeed changing."

Yunxiao spoke softly.

"But no matter how it changes, that is only an outer appearance."

"If a million immortal soldiers wish to truly unite their power, there cannot be no fixed logic to its operation."

Dongwang Gong stood within the formation.

He had clearly heard those words as well.

His gaze instantly turned cold.

"A mere Taiyi junior dares prattle about my Myriad Immortals Formation?"

Yunxiao ignored him.

Instead, she continued sensing with her eyes closed.

The most fundamental aspect of the Nine-Bend Cloud River Formation was likewise "change."

Thus, she understood very well.

The formation eye could change.

The nodes could change.

Even the formation itself could change.

Yet some things could never truly change.

Just as the Nine-Bend Cloud River could flow and turn however it wished.

The relationship between the Primordial Unity Golden Dipper and the nine Cloud Rivers would not change.

The Myriad Immortals Formation was the same.

No matter how many immortal soldiers there were.

There were only a few cores that could truly bear Quasi-Saint-level power.

One breath.

Ten breaths.

A hundred breaths.

Yunxiao suddenly opened her eyes.

"Found it."

Dongwang Gong's expression changed.

"Putting on airs and playing tricks!"

With a thought from him.

Tens of thousands of streaks of formation divine light blasted toward Yunxiao at once.

Luxuan did not even raise a hand.

When those divine lights reached within ten thousand li of the Penglai disciples, it was as if they had crashed into an invisible mire, slowing more and more.

In the end, they completely dissipated.

A Primordial Golden Immortal stood here.

Dongwang Gong wanting to kill a few Taiyi disciples across Luxuan was rather wishful thinking.

Yunxiao raised her hand.

"Southeast."

"Beyond the thirty-sixth violet cloud."

Qiongxiao instantly drew her sword.

A streak of azure sword light crossed the void.

It appeared to slash only an ordinary bank of clouds.

BOOM!

Behind the clouds.

Several thousand immortal soldiers shuddered violently at the same time.

A deeply hidden vein of Dharmic power suddenly revealed itself.

For the first time, an obvious change appeared on Dongwang Gong's face.

Yunxiao raised her hand a second time.

"Northwest."

"Between the nine main banners."

Bixiao had already vanished from where she stood.

Space split apart.

Two golden flood dragons burrowed directly into the Myriad Immortals Formation.

CRACK!

The seemingly unremarkable void between the nine violet-golden immortal banners was sliced apart by the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors.

The Array Dao connections hidden within instantly snapped.

"The third location."

"Due north."

"Where the auras of six Great Luo converge!"

Zhao Gongming laughed.

Twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls crashed down.

Six layers of heavenly phantoms simultaneously suppressed a region of the formation.

The third hidden core node was directly forced into view.

BOOM!

For the first time, the entire Myriad Immortals Formation visibly shook.

Dongwang Gong's pupils contracted slightly.

One could be called a coincidence.

Could three still be coincidences?

Had this girl truly learned it?

What made him feel worst was that.

This complete Myriad Immortals Formation had only been restored after Luxuan dismantled it last time. After returning to Purple Palace Isle, he had gathered many Great Luo proficient in formations and spent several hundred years completing it.

Yet the first time he truly brought it out in battle.

Luxuan had not even made a move.

His disciple had learned it first.

That feeling made his blood pressure rise even more than the formation being broken itself.

"Change the formation!"

Dongwang Gong forcibly calmed himself.

The auras of the million immortal soldiers began circulating once more.

The three exposed cores swiftly shifted away.

Yet Yunxiao smiled instead.

The first time was difficult.

The second time.

Was much simpler.

"Master."

She looked toward Luxuan.

"Your disciple roughly understands now."

Luxuan nodded.

"Then continue."

After that.

Yunxiao pointed out a location almost every few dozen breaths.

Qiongxiao was responsible for slashing.

Bixiao was responsible for cutting.

Zhao Gongming was responsible for suppressing.

The three had different realms.

And different methods.

At this moment, they truly seemed to have become a combination made specifically to dismantle formations.

The fourth point.

Broken.

The fifth point.

Severed.

The sixth point.

The moment it was shifted, Yunxiao exposed it directly.

By the ninth point.

Dongwang Gong could no longer afford to care about his pride.

He personally moved to protect the node.

"Who dares?!"

Luxuan finally moved.

With a single step, he appeared before Dongwang Gong.

"They dismantle the formation."

"You watch."

One punch.

Boom!

Dongwang Gong, staff and all, was blasted tens of thousands of miles away once more.

At the same instant, the ninth core node was severed by the Golden Flood-Dragon Scissors.

Crack—!

A tremendous sound of collapse rang through the heavens.

The entire Myriad Immortals Formation could finally no longer hold.

The aura of the million-strong immortal army was like a giant net with nine main threads cut at once, instantly collapsing over a vast area.

Countless immortal banners exploded.

Dozens of Great Luo immortals went pale.

The million immortal soldiers were struck by the formation's backlash until they staggered in every direction.

Yunxiao stood in midair.

Yet the aura of the Array Dao around her grew ever stronger.

For her, this battle had yielded more than thousands of years of secluded cultivation.

She had witnessed with her own eyes a truly massive immortal formation go from complete to collapse.

She had also personally found its nine core points.

Her understanding of formations had completely entered an entirely new realm.

The feedback from the Array Dao within Luxuan's Primordial Spirit surged forth just as fiercely.

But at this moment, he had no mind to continue studying it.

Because once the Myriad Immortals Formation was broken.

This battle should have ended as well.

"Dongwang Gong."

Luxuan looked into the distance.

"What else do you have?"

Dongwang Gong stood amid shattered immortal light.

The million-strong immortal army behind him had completely lost its formation.

He glanced around him.

Then he looked at Luxuan.

For the first time, his face turned ashen.

His trump cards.

Were gone.

But to make him admit defeat here.

Was equally impossible.

The next moment.

Dongwang Gong suddenly raised his hand.

The Dragonhead Staff erupted with unprecedented purple-gold divine light.

It was not aimed at Luxuan.

Instead, it blasted into the void behind him.

Crack!

A massive spatial rift was forcibly torn open.

Dongwang Gong stepped into it.

He actually fled straight toward Purple Palace Isle.

When Bixiao saw this.

She froze for a moment.

"He ran?"

Zhao Gongming had not expected it either.

The dignified leader of the male immortals.

His million-strong immortal army was still here.

Yet he himself had slipped away first?

Luxuan watched the rapidly closing spatial rift.

Instead, he smiled.

"Run?"

"Wasn't he the one who said it himself today?"

"We'd see who couldn't return?"

As his words fell.

Luxuan swept his sleeve.

The Three Cloud Sisters and Zhao Gongming only felt the space around them suddenly shift.

When they looked up again.

Their master had already brought them into that spatial passage that had not yet completely dissipated.

"Go."

"To Purple Palace Isle."