Thump!
A loud bang followed, and a shockwave of air and light rippled outwards, spreading at least several meters before stopping.
"Call!"
The martial artist, whose face had been filled with despair, finally breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing this scene!
The formation is still intact!
You can't destroy it!
The man snarled, "This is a cultivation formation, a legacy formation from a cultivation sect! We've studied it for years, and today it's finally come in handy!"
"You are also a venerable one of the Wuji Manor, aren't you?"
Gu Chen looked coldly at the man and said, "A martial artist at the Revolving Illumination Realm?"
"Indeed!" The man sneered repeatedly, saying, "I am Mo Zhu, one of the three Venerable Ones of the Wuji Manor!"
"It was indeed premeditated!"
A murderous glint flashed in Gu Chen's eyes once more, and he raised his arm again, striking outwards from the formation!
A ripple spread out, and this time, the formation was on the verge of collapse once again!
"Gu Chen, don't put up a futile resistance!" Mo Weizhong, feeling somewhat relieved, laughed loudly and said, "Since you are a cultivator, you should know that this is not something you can destroy. Those twenty people are using themselves as battle flags; you can't break them!"
"With your abilities, you dare to talk about formations and arrays?"
Gu Chen chuckled, then raised his arm again with a cold look in his eyes!
Emperor Style!
The Emperor's Expedition!
Boom!
As the air surged, dust billowed in the area where the giant palm was concentrated. Accompanied by Gu Chen's enormous air surge, a faint "crack" sound could be heard in the space. The formation had actually broken!
The power of this palm strike, accompanied by Gu Chen's immense and unparalleled strength, quickly turned the surrounding area into a mess. All twenty-odd people fell down, and more than half of them were killed or injured by this single palm strike. Only a few Wuji Manor warriors survived!
Mo Zhu was the first to be thrown out, his chest churning as if his dantian was about to be crushed. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth as he stared at Gu Chen in terror!
What kind of power is this? What kind of strength is this?
How could this be so exaggerated?!
This was a cultivation formation, and it was broken so easily?!
"You, you!" Seeing so many disciples dead, Mo Zhu felt both hatred and anger, but even more so, fear.
"The man who will kill you is named Gu Chen. Remember that!" Gu Chen's face was icy cold. He then chanted incantations and activated the Emperor's Vein within his body. Immediately, the Dragon Scale Sword shot out with a beam of sword light!
"Flying sword?!"
Mo Zhu's breath caught in his throat; he was utterly horrified!
Not to mention him, even Mo Weizhong was shocked. Although he knew that Gu Chen was a cultivator, he was still horrified to see Gu Chen actually use his flying sword!
"Die!" Gu Chen's eyes narrowed, and then he shot out his flying sword. Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh... A series of sounds of air being cut rang out. Originally there was only one flying sword, but it quickly changed into four in the air and then stabbed towards the people of the Wuji Manor.
The flying swords seemed to possess sentience, constantly shifting and piercing through the air. The surviving assassins of the Wuji Manor had no power to resist and were all pierced through the heart by a single sword.
Everyone was pierced by the flying sword and died instantly!!
Then, Gu Chen let out a whistle, and the flying swords gathered in the air once again, slowly drifting down to his side. From then on, not only was the formation broken, but more than twenty people from the Wuji Manor, including Mo Zhu, one of the Venerables, were all killed in less than a dozen breaths!
"This... this..." Mo Weizhong stared in horror at Gu Chen, who exuded a murderous aura.
What horrified him most wasn't Gu Chen's ruthlessness in killing; after all, they were assassins, and killing was just commonplace for them. But what shocked him most was Gu Chen's method of killing, which was like that of a sword immortal, wielding it in such a way that he had never heard of before!
Even their so-called inherited immortal cultivation formations were so vulnerable in Gu Chen's hands!
"Run!"
At this moment, Mo Weizhong had only one thought in his mind!
But just as he made a move, a chilling wind carrying murderous intent swept by, and then Gu Chen appeared before him, his cold eyes staring at him with ruthless and resolute eyes.
"Um, Sect Master Gu..."
Mo Weizhong swallowed hard. Amidst the pervasive killing intent, he felt a tightness in his chest, making it difficult to breathe. He forced a smile and said, "Truly divine skill! As expected of a cultivator, killing from a thousand miles away. I admire you..."
"Admire me?" Gu Chen said calmly, "If you admire me, then save me the trouble of doing it myself. Just kill yourself."
"Sect Master Gu, it was a moment of confusion on my part!"
Although Mo Weizhong was the leader of the assassins, he couldn't withstand Gu Chen's overwhelming killing intent at this moment. He immediately knelt on the ground and said, "Our Wuji Manor is willing to take Sect Master Gu as our core, and will serve you like a slave in the future."
"Too late," Gu Chen said calmly. "I've never shown any mercy to traitors."
"You're going to die!"
Suddenly, Mo Weizhong knew he had no way out. He raised his head and roared, grabbing a Dragon Fang dagger in his hand and slashing it across Gu Chen's neck!
Gu Chen couldn't afford to be careless with this kind of person. All of this was within his expectations. He reached out and grabbed Mo Weizhong's arm.
Then the flying sword hummed and descended from the sky, severing his arm that was holding the dagger!
In an instant, blood gushed out like a spring. Mo Weizhong's severed arm was a horrifying sight. He lay on the ground, his face contorted in pain, screaming incessantly.
But he didn't forget to look at Gu Chen, his voice trembling as he pleaded, "Sect Master Gu, spare my life... spare my life..."
"I'm sending you on your way."
Gu Chen looked at him coldly, then swung his sword down, severing his head.
Gu Chen would never show mercy to such a person; after killing Mo Weizhong, Gu Chen's eyes didn't even twitch.
From that moment on, the assassins from the Wuji Manor who had ambushed him were all wiped out.
As the head of the Wuji Manor, Mo Weizhong had no problem killing and robbing treasures, but he shouldn't have provoked Gu Chen and overestimated his own strength.
The trapping formation they just used, although belonging to the cultivation realm, was far too rudimentary in Gu Chen's eyes. Such a formation couldn't even trap an ordinary immortal, let alone Divine Emperor with vast memories.
Once the core of the formation is found, even if his cultivation level is lower, it won't be able to trap him.
"Mo Weizhong led me here to borrow the spiritual energy of this place."
Gu Chen pondered to himself, then landed back at the location of the formation set up by the people from the Wuji Manor. Mo Weizhong hadn't lied to him about one thing: the area beneath this Buddhist temple mountain did indeed contain spiritual energy!
Otherwise, relying on those few martial artists, it would be impossible to activate a cultivation trapping formation.
Moreover, Wuji Manor's choice of this location as its stronghold, rather than entering the Land of Heaven and Earth, must also be related to this.
Thinking of this, Gu Chen closed his eyes and probed the ground with his Divine Sense.