The Max-Level Big Shot Ascends by Picking Up Scraps!
Chapter 117

Rain-Gathering Formation

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"It was a formation."

Each word she spoke was cold and clear, her voice filled with fury and certainty as it pierced the pattering rain.

"It must be the work of demonic cultivators! They secretly laid down a gigantic Rain-Gathering Formation spanning a thousand miles, forcibly drawing in the cloud and water spiritual qi from all directions and gathering all the rain clouds in the sky to the south!"

"Thus, the south suffers torrential rains and rampant floods, while the north has neither clouds nor rain, leaving drought to stretch for a thousand miles. They deliberately overturn the seasons and throw the four seasons into chaos, bent on subverting the order of heaven and earth and burying all living beings beneath ruin!"

The three beside her underwent drastic changes in expression, their eyes instantly brimming with incredulous shock.

They did not dare delay. At once, they focused their minds and sent their Divine Sense into the clouds, carefully tracing the chaotic aura between heaven and earth.

Sure enough, they caught faint, concealed fluctuations of a formation deep within the clouds. The cold, vicious aura of the demonic path was mixed into the wind and rain.

The brows of the group were tightly furrowed, their hearts heavy. If this Demonic Qi entered living beings' bodies, disaster would surely follow.

After she had been able to communicate with her master, she had once asked him about methods for breaking all kinds of grand formations. At the time, she had treated it as ordinary foundational theory.

Today, she would face this demonic formation that brought calamity upon the world alone and personally break the deadlock.

Fortunately, the cultivation of the demonic cultivators who had laid this formation had not recovered, and their foundation was insufficient.

Though this Rain-Gathering Formation covered an immense area

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