Ever since he saw the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram, Xu Long's mind has been constantly racing. After entering the formation diagram, he felt its profound mystery even more.
The attacks inside these city gates are intended to prevent cultivators from entering the city. They are probably just the tip of the iceberg of the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram. The true energy and truth within must be vast and boundless!
His figure slowly appeared in the air. Xu Long looked up at the sky. He couldn't distinguish the flow of seasons within the array barrier, nor could he sense any rules. It seemed to be a world of its own.
Xu Long realized that he was trapped in an array, and that he was being subtly observed.
If the formation's attack cannot be broken quickly, one will be trapped within it forever, like a lost lamb, one's soul forever imprisoned by the formation.
As he rose higher and higher, clouds gradually appeared in his vision, scattered randomly in the sky.
They were not connected to each other, but rather floated lightly in the air like torn brocade, though they were clearly not clouds capable of launching arrows.
Xu Long's figure gradually rose higher among the scattered clouds, his gaze fixed on the layers of water vapor in the air.
The heavy moisture, as if scorched by a raging fire, formed a curtain beneath the sky, obscuring the thick clouds on the other side, making it difficult to see anything behind the moisture in the hazy atmosphere.
As the figure drew closer, Xu Long sensed a heavy atmosphere rising within the barrier; the vast barrier was completely silent.
A tremendous sense of oppression suddenly rose in Xu Long's heart. The closer he got to the clouds, the faster his heartbeat became, as if something urgent was about to happen.
Such uncertainty is most unsettling. Xu Long was momentarily agitated in the air, but then everything became blurry behind the water vapor, and silence returned within the barrier.
The entire Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram seemed to have stopped functioning, making it difficult to fathom its power. As Xu Long approached the clouds alone, he sensed that the atmosphere within the barrier was somewhat eerie.
As he approached the clouds behind the moisture, his figure swept past many scattered clouds in the sky. These clouds posed no threat to him, so he paid them no heed.
Scattered clouds began to gather around him; at that moment, all he could see was the heavy water vapor and the clouds behind it.
He knew that the exit of this Daoist Sect lay beyond the clouds, so he seemed oblivious to the increasingly eerie atmosphere within the barrier; his eyes seemed fixed only on the exit behind the clouds.
Buzz!
A flash of sword light streaked past his side, emitting a sword cry amidst the eerie atmosphere, a cry that clearly broke the previous silence.
A glint flashed in Xu Long, and the blurry water vapor was parted by a sword light, leaving the clouds behind it completely still.
Xu Long thought for a moment about the exit behind the clouds, his figure flashing through the water vapor, the water vapor in his eyes instantly closing like a curtain.
A sense of unease suddenly arose in my heart, and the oppression in my heart transformed into shock.
A turbulent mass was seen within the thick clouds, resembling boiling rice soup in a cauldron, with faint arrow fletching visible within the clouds.
The churning clouds didn't attack immediately; the arrows, appearing and disappearing intermittently, seemed to be gathering momentum within them, waiting for the power within the clouds to reach its peak.
When Xu Long extended his will, he discovered that the curtain of water vapor behind him had already closed. His heart sank; he was now directly exposed to the clouds, with no way to retreat.
Xu Long was in a critical situation. He could feel the power in the clouds rising. If he stayed inside and let it do as it pleased, he would definitely be in a passive position.
I thought this curtain of water vapor was very simple, but I didn't expect it to be a trap. Now I can't advance or retreat.
Xu Long stared at the churning clouds, a fierce determination rising in his heart. With a thought, he unleashed his sword, slashing straight towards the clouds.
A whooshing sound swept by, and the sword light, raised high, made a loud noise in the air. It seemed that the air resistance behind the curtain of water vapor was much greater, causing the weapon to show signs of slowing down during the attack.
However, Xu Long had no other choice at this point. Since he had already reached the front of the clouds, he could only take advantage of the fact that their power had not yet fully solidified and forcefully break through their offensive.
A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and the sword light that swept through the air transformed into a white streak, its explosive sharpness appearing before the clouds.
The sword energy emanating from the blade had already ventured into the clouds to test the waters.
A hissing sound rang out from the clouds, and when it appeared within the silent barrier, it was rather jarring.
The surging sword energy raged through the clouds, releasing the Power of Laws within them without reservation.
The appearance of the sword energy within the churning clouds caused a tremendous reaction; within the thick clouds, it was as if a giant hand was stirring within them.
The countless arrows tumbled and rolled with the clouds, much like the whitish grains of rice in a cauldron being rapidly cooked by the intense heat of a raging fire.
The clouds reacted strongly after being probed by the sword energy, and the arrow feathers within them became more and more obvious. As if stimulated, they rushed towards the sword light before they could even finish gathering their strength.
The churning clouds in the sky resembled a ferocious beast, threatening to engulf the sword light. But the sword light, which had been gathering its strength in the air for a long time, would not wait for it to rise up.
The sword light twisted once in the air, and after a whooshing sound, its sharpness burst forth in an instant, the swung edge now as dazzling as stars.
The clouds beneath Xu Long's eyes were still churning violently, completely ignoring the incoming sword light. Only the faintly visible arrow fletching seemed to sense something amiss.
But by then the sword light had already fallen, and as its sharpness burst forth towards the clouds, it was like a hot knife cutting into butter, causing the churning clouds to swirl back in response to the sword's edge.
The ferocious beast that used to devour people seemed to have been tamed, and the swirling clouds were forcibly suppressed by the sword light.
With a deafening roar, the massive sword light crashed into the center of the clouds, instantly evaporating wisps of mist within its sharp edge, its upward momentum abruptly halted.
At the center of the clouds, a strange energy was eroding the arrow fletching, and the Power of Oblivion was about to disperse the energy within.
Xu Long frowned slightly. When the sword light fell into the clouds, there was not much resistance. It was more like punching cotton. The momentum of the rolling clouds was suppressed, which could easily give people a false impression.
With a thought, the sword light immediately withdrew from the cloud. A flash of light appeared in Xu Long, and the sword light was already swirling back. At this moment, the cloud looked like a flattened cotton candy, appearing somewhat weakened.
However, before Xu Long could even breathe a sigh of relief, several streaks of light flashed past his eyes, following the sword light.
Within the flattened cloud layer, several arrows silently condensed and shot towards Xu Long.
The space behind the curtain of water vapor had immense resistance, yet the arrows encountered them without any resistance whatsoever. On the contrary, Xu Long's movements were somewhat sluggish within it, and the arrows shot out without making a sound.
Xu Long thought to himself: If he hadn't known what was going on and had plunged headlong into the clouds after the sword light, he would surely be a dead soul under the arrows by now.
His gaze sharpened. The arrow had arrived at the perfect moment; he was caught off guard and it was already right in front of him. Meanwhile, the swirling sword light was already swiftly disappearing into the air.
Xu Long then advanced instead of retreating in the air. He knew he could not retreat now, because if he were to be thwarted in the curtain of water vapor, he would surely be pursued and killed by arrows in the air.
So he simply headed towards the clouds, his figure suddenly leaping into the air, a glint of light flashing in his eyes. Then, seeing the incoming arrows, Xu Long forced his way towards the clouds, determined to break through the thick cloud layer once again.
A series of "bang bang bang" sounds came from in front of me, and several cracks appeared in the opened curtain wall, which continued to solidify in front of me.
The fierce arrows arrived silently, without even creating a gust of wind in the air, as if they had traversed space to reach them directly.
A sharp aura emanated from it, and an illusory arrowhead even appeared on the arrowhead.
The air currents within the barrier automatically reversed before the arrowhead, and the arrow feathers condensing in the clouds shone with a white light, their power extremely fierce.
As the arrows rained down, the curtain wall shattered continuously. What looked like a cluster of arrows was actually more like a series of armor-piercing spikes!
Meanwhile, Xu Long, inside the curtain wall, was not far from the clouds. He stared intently at the approaching clouds, a hint of caution in his eyes.
But he seemed completely unaware that the wisps of clouds gathering behind him were increasing in number, severely slowing him down.
These clouds were scattered clouds in the sky, and they were no match for Xu Long. However, Xu Long, who was behind the curtain of water vapor, felt as if he was being held back by something.
At this moment, he felt a sense of relief, and then his magical Magic Power surged. He rode the curtain wall and headed straight for the clouds, completely ignoring the incoming arrows.
Perhaps sensing Xu Long's intentions, the clouds in the sky began to unleash their power, a thick cloud of mist spreading out around Xu Long Xu Long, within which the faintly visible arrows were locked onto him.
In the center of the clouds, a figure stood tall, showing no fear, while countless lines of energy condensed on the wall in front of him.
The scattered clouds behind him piled up, enveloping him like a bolt of lightning, leaving him in a dilemma. Meanwhile, arrows were already condensing within the thick clouds.
The arrow, shaped like a sharp arrow, shot towards Xu Long with an all-piercing force. A glint flashed in his eyes, but Xu Long ignored the incoming arrow and instead focused his will on the sky.
Arrows are merely a means within the clouds; the thick clouds themselves are the source of energy.
The arrows in the air quickly converged after breaking free from the clouds, revealing a massive arrowhead outside the curtain wall.
It arrived silently, its fierce aura making no sound in front of it, yet its power was somewhat awe-inspiring.
Xu Long then realized that he was having some difficulty moving. He narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: These scattered clouds are truly a trick to deceive people!
At this moment, countless arrows had formed a huge armor-piercing cone in front of Xu Long!
After the thick clouds dispersed, they already showed a tendency to surround Xu Long. After condensing countless arrows, the churning clouds in the air had become much less powerful.
Xu Long breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the energy in the clouds was inexhaustible, like the sword formation just now, releasing sword energy endlessly.
He stood alone in the air, the scattered clouds behind him hindering his figure. Standing before the huge armor-piercing cone, his figure appeared as insignificant as an ant, as if Xu Long would be completely annihilated if the armor-piercing cone released even a little bit of its sharpness.
The massive armor-piercing spikes formed by the arrows put immense pressure on Xu Long; their piercing force had already locked him in place. However, his will was entirely focused on the sword light.
The enormous armor-piercing cone before him struck in an instant. It burst forth from the clouds without making a sound, as if it were traveling through space itself, without even fluttering its robes.
This indicated that the area within the barrier was already imprisoned, and he was the only prey. Xu Long's eyes were fixed on this enormous armor-piercing cone, and the armor-piercing cone's target was only him.
A somber atmosphere rose within the barrier. Gazing at that sharp aura, Xu Long felt extremely oppressed, almost unable to resist breaking free from the constraints of the clouds behind him.
But it wasn't the right time yet. As the massive armor-piercing cone drew ever closer, Xu Long forcibly suppressed the agitation in his heart, and his will, attached to the sword light, stirred.
Buzz!
The streak of light in the sky swirled once, and then a sword's cry resounded within the barrier. The crisp sound of the sword instantly broke the dull atmosphere, like a giant whale forcefully breaking through the surface of the sea.
Like a thunderclap within the barrier, the binding force was broken before the clouds, and the sword light, which had been accumulating energy for a long time, moved with the momentum, leaving a long trail in the air as it fell.
The small sword light suddenly swelled dozens of times in the air, looking like a long ribbon from afar.
This time, Xu Long didn't use a swift, downward strike to attack the clouds; instead, he used a slightly more delicate method to cut through them.
He had just tried it; the clouds were condensed and wouldn't disperse. If he used strong energy to suppress them, the dispersed clouds would disperse the energy, making it feel like punching cotton.
The attack at this moment unleashed an Power of Oblivion onto the sword light. The rising sharpness was like a bolt of lightning, deftly slicing through the thick clouds below, thus avoiding a direct collision.
Xu Long observed the clouds for a long time with his left eye. He was certain that there was a mysterious energy within them connected to the Eight Trigrams Formation Diagram. This ever-renewing energy would inevitably be eroded by the Power of Oblivion.
But as the sword attack was launched, the powerful armor-piercing spikes in front of Xu Long also pierced through the solidified curtain of light.
The "click-click-click" sound rang out continuously. The arrow at the forefront was pushed by a Super Strength, and the constantly solidifying curtain of air dissipated into a stream of air.
As the armor-piercing cone continued to advance, its all-pervasive power penetrated the curtain wall, and the pressure on Xu Long increased dramatically.