Dual Cultivation God Returns

Chapter 572 W-...who are you?

Chapter 572 W-...who are you?

??"And yet, if you are here, aren't you in a bit of a pickle?

As far as I know, you don't have the resources to defend everywhere that you have to defend.

Let's see...

Suppose that Old Man were to defend the Mansion, I sent 7 of my subordinates there, so they should at least keep him company, though I wouldn't count on that lasting long, but still far longer than you can keep me here.

That leaves your women in the Liugwei Kingdom at risk. Even if Madam Liang and that drunkard son of that Old Man were to join forces protecting them they would not be able to defend against 5 people I sent there, as there is an anti-illusion expert there as well.

Not to mention that your precious Frozen Garden Palace would be decimated by another Transcendent.

And another one will trample upon the Feng Family that you have hidden away.

Ah, don't worry, I sent all the other Transcendents to the Empire so the Azure Eagles and their allies will be too busy to help you... even though I will have to help them out as soon as I finish here and with the Old Man.

I didn't bother with the Brilliant Sun Temple but I can finish them off after, they will get rid of that useless crippled Sect for me in the meantime"

Gu Zhen said with a chuckle.

In his opinion, Wu Long got too confident, letting some of his women leave the Mansion made it easier for Gu Zhen to target them.

But an eerie feeling still could not leave him as Wu Long managed to outdo him at every turn so far.

"Well, the first measure against your Transcendents is this"

*Rumble*

Wu Long pointed his finger to the skies, and the surroundings started shuddering, not only the earth, but the very air was vibrating, Spiritual Qi agitated and rising, as a beam of light went up into the dark clouds from the Peak of Unity within the Yin Yang Unity Palace, and then another rose into the skies somewhere on the horizon, followed by more and more distant ones.

"This is..."

Gu Zhen's left eye widened as he saw this scene, realizing that the whole of the Azure Eagle Continent was caught up in this tremor, as hundreds of beams of light rose into the sky, and giant patterns gradually appeared, covering the entire skies of the continent.

"Nearly 200, that's how many Sects all over this continent you have taken over a few months back and we have destroyed over the past weeks.

You, of course, don't really care about that because you were going to destroy them yourself after winning this war, after all, having many power structures would have been inconvenient for you.

There is another almost 100 that perished long before, which Spiritual Lands were left empty, including the Clear River Pavilion and the Supreme Master Pavilion that I have ended myself.

We didn't simply erase those Sects, we laid Formations in their ruins.

All of those Dragon Veins in the Spiritual Lands, connected using the ley lines and natural Spiritual Qi currents, and Feng Shui of the continent, creating..."

Wu Long spoke without rushing as the oppressive feeling of the colossal Formation spanning the entire continent was permeating the surroundings.

Gu Zhen then felt as an aura suppressing field previously used to seal the ability of the Azure Eagle to release the pressure of his cultivation to kill Mortals, envelop the surroundings, and likely the entirety of the continent.

This effectively sealed the collateral damage of Transcendent Cultivators clashing in the skies above Mortals, minimizing their risks to anyone below Essence Awakening Realm to only direct attacks. Though it also worked for any realm so no cultivators could currently pressure others with their cultivation base on this continent.

"...a-... a Supreme Grand Formation?!?!

H-how is this possible?! That knowledge is something even we have lost!!!"

Gu Zhen widened his eye, turning it to Wu Long who continued sitting on the hill of corpses.

Knowledge of Formations and all other Symbol Arts was severely lacking in this Fractured World, as there was no Symbol Master among the surviving Transcendent cultivators of the Great Calamity.

The legacy that was left was of low level Mortals, the Symbol Arts masters who have long since perished from their lifespan running out.

The legacy that was left was of low level Mortals, the Symbol And there were no major Schools or Sects of Symbol Arts in the Silver Lake Continent which split into the current Three Continents during the Great Calamity, so the chances of uncovering this type of high-level art of combining many Grand Formations into one using ley lines were infinitely small, if not nonexistent.

And even if a scroll with the print was uncovered, carried by someone in ancient times in a Spatial Ring, it still required to be interpreted and comprehended.

So unless some cultivator who died in the Great Calamity on the previously existing continent carried a complete legacy of Formation Arts with them in a Spatial Ring, it was highly unlikely that anyone could not only know but be able to deploy this type of Formation.

And even then, if that was the case, Alchemy Tower kept a strict eye on any legacy of times before the Great Calamity being uncovered, ensuring its superiority in knowledge and technology.

That was why Gu Zhen was absolutely sure this knowledge was not supposed to be here.

"W-who are you?"

He finally asked as the various different clues and questions about Wu Long were coming together to him now. This Formation was beyond something that Wu Long should be able to come up with on his own or improvise based on the knowledge in this world.

This was a genuine high art that was difficult to pull off even for seasoned Transcendent Formation Masters of the Boundless Mortal World, a level of skill so high it was impossible for it to be simply stumbled upon.

This undeniable fact combined with the doubts that were already crawling within Gu Zhen's mind from long before, as there were just far too many unexplainable things about Wu Long. It all culminated in finally changing Gu Zhen's perception of the man sitting on a giant pile of corpses before him.

There was something different, something fundamentally alien about him that became more and more apparent as he thought about it. Something that, once noticed, could never be ignored again.