Chapter 308: Million Formations Return to One
Chapter 308: Million Formations Return to One
Chapter 308: Million Formations Return to One
The gazes of the cultivators in the Cong Yun Sea couldn't help but fall on these two figures.
Seeing that they both appeared heavily injured, a hint of greed couldn't help but emerge in their hearts.
After all, who among the cultivators could resist the temptation of achieving Dao Integration?
Just as the treacherous atmosphere began to spread among the group of cultivators, the two figures that everyone was watching began their battle.
People noticed that without the blockade of Immortal Sage Golden Sun and True Monarch Ziyun, Crimson Flame, which previously seemed like a candle in the wind ready to extinguish at any moment, was rapidly regaining its intense crimson color at a visible speed.
Zhang Zhiliang obviously noticed this at the first moment.
A huge eye appeared above, and its icy gaze stared directly at Crimson Flame.
The flickering flames around Crimson Flame couldn't help but pause slightly, although they immediately returned to normal.
But the onlookers could see that its recovery speed was still affected.
Not willing to sit idly by, the flames around Crimson Flame suddenly contracted, and it instantly returned to the form of a crimson dot.
Turning into a crimson streak in the sky, it instantly appeared in front of Zhang Zhiliang.
At the moment when it was about to pass through his body, tens of thousands of silver cubes completed their formation in the area in front of him.
Dots of silver light flickered incessantly.
The crimson streak continued to extend forward, attempting to kill Zhang Zhiliang.
However, it was as if Zhang Zhiliang was at the end of the world, and could not be reached.
It was the Two Dimensions Formation used to trap the True Monarchs before.
The same trick still worked excellently.
After a moment, Crimson Flame stopped its futile actions and transformed back into human form.
Seemingly roaring towards the sky, in an instant, hundreds of crimson rays burst forth from its body, shooting towards different areas around it.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Hundreds of silver formation crowns burst open in the flames.
However...
Immediately, replacement formation crowns emerged from the darkness, instantly replacing the damaged formations.
Crimson Flame continued to launch attacks, but the speed at which it damaged the formations couldn't keep up with Zhang Zhiliang's speed of replacement.
Furthermore, Zhang Zhiliang didn't have the habit of just taking hits without retaliating.
When Crimson Flame attempted to break free from the formation, the Spirit Gathering Formation was activated again.
The area was sealed off and experienced another drastic drop in spiritual energy concentration.
Then, countless formation crowns flickered one after another, and one formation after another was set up within the enclosed area.
Rays of light shot out from the formations, continuously bombarding Crimson Flame.
Ninety-nine out of a hundred were easily dodged, even if it was hit, it only suffered a slight injury.
But there were just too many formations.
The rays of light were relentless, not stopping for a moment.
As the injuries gradually accumulated, Crimson Flame, who had barely recovered, became even weaker.
Although the Crimson Flame possessed great evasive and defensive measures, faced with this seemingly endless consumption, it could only cry out in vain and wait helplessly for death.
Seeing Crimson Flame's figure becoming more and more dim, some of the cultivators watching from the Cong Yun Sea couldn't hold back any longer.
"Fellow Daoists, Crimson Flame is about to perish, and Zhang Zhiliang is also at the end of his tether. This is a heaven-sent opportunity!"
"Yes, even if he is a Soul Transformation cultivator, after such a series of battles, his strength must be greatly diminished. If we all attack together, there may be a chance of victory!"
"Zhang Zhiliang, for the sake of achieving Dao Integration, actually openly plotted against the other True Monarchs of Ten Thousand Immortals Island, challenging the dignity of Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance. Such a crime cannot be tolerated!"
"Fellow Daoists, charge!"
...
The voices seemed to come from nowhere, echoing above Ten Thousand Immortals Island.
They seemed to be quite reasonable
The cultivators looked at each other, then collectively turned their gazes to Zhang Zhiliang, hovering in the sky with tattered clothes.
Any hesitation lasted only for a moment.
Not long after, there was a response.
A black iron claw soared into the sky from the island, and in the blink of an eye, it flew in front of Zhang Zhiliang, fiercely clawing at him.
As if it were a rallying cry, this black iron claw began the collective attack against Zhang Zhiliang by everyone.
In an instant, thousands of attacks surged from below, flying towards the sky together.
Zhang Zhiliang's expression remained unchanged, his gaze coldly sweeping over.
In the next moment, his figure disappeared, and tens of thousands of formation crowns unleashed rays of light, intercepting the attacks.
"Fellow Daoists, attack the giant eye in the sky first!"
With a loud shout, countless attacks shot up into the sky, flying towards the giant eye.
The trapped Crimson Flame also sensed this rare opportunity and launched a counterattack.
Flames erupted from its body, destroying one formation crown after another.
Facing the siege by the Crimson Flame and other cultivators, Zhang Zhiliang was gradually getting overwhelmed and knew he couldn't delay any longer.
He suddenly appeared behind Crimson Flame, and in front of him, a silver cube also appeared.
It was followed by ten, a hundred, a thousand, ten thousand...
But unlike before, the formation crowns did not gather together.
Instead, they began to merge.
Countless silver cubes became illusory in an instant.
They began to stack upon each other at the position of the first formation crown.
It seemed to only take a moment to complete the fusion.
The brilliant and starry formation crowns in the sky disappeared in an instant, leaving only one.
"Infinite Formation..." Li Fan's clone couldn't help but marvel in his heart as he looked at the glittering formation crown in the sky which was faintly emitting a golden light.
A formation crown is made up of hundreds of formation crowns overlapping each other.
With Li Fan's current level of formation mastery, he could barely create half a formation crown.
Because of this, he could better understand how terrifying it was for someone like Zhang Zhiliang to take tens of thousands of formation crowns, which had each already been overlaid with hundreds of formations and superimpose these millions of formations once more into a single formation crown.
"Zhang Zhiliang's level of formation Dao in this life is unimaginable. Compared to the previous life, his mastery is far beyond."
Li Fan's exclamation flashed through his mind.
In the sky, the golden formation crown emitted an earth-shattering white light.
"Annihilate!"
With Zhang Zhiliang's angry shout, the white light drowned everything in its path.
Even though they were far apart, the crowd could feel the terrifying destructive power in the beam of light and couldn't help but stop their attacks.
"Expending all the millions of formations to launch one final blow. It's a gamble, but judging by the power of that white light, Zhang Zhiliang should have succeeded, right?"
Li Fan stared at the sky intently.
Countless cultivators in the Cong Yun Sea held their breath.
The white light gradually dissipated.
Crimson Flame was nowhere to be seen.
Only Zhang Zhiliang stood with his hands behind his back, standing proudly.
Constantly flickering red flames replaced his originally tattered clothes.
The pressure belonging to a Dao Integration Immortal Sage descended from the sky, demonstrating that Zhang Zhiliang had successfully integrated the Dao!
In the Cong Yun Sea, there was silence.
The eyes of all living beings were now focused on him.
Zhang Zhiliang smiled, his mouth slightly open, about to say something.
At this moment...
His head exploded with a bang.
His headless body slightly turned, as if still trying to see something.
But specks of ink spread from his wounds, devouring everything.