The Prodigies War

Chapter 1577: Divine Arrows in the Sky

Chapter 1577: Divine Arrows in the Sky

The misty formation stretching from heaven to earth tumbled noiselessly.

But in the sky, there were constant patches of eye-piercing red permeating the air and the echoing that mourned the fall of a Saint.

It just did not cease!

The eight-domain cultivators in the great formation had all frozen stiff. Chills were seeping through every pore in their body, as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

They could neither see nor touch it but still knew clearly that another supreme Saint had met their end in that huge array of mist.

Everyone’s face was filled with horror.

A hundred supreme Saints and so many True Saints are in there! But they are being slaughtered like this?!

What kind of formation is that?

Why are Saints as fragile as grass when they’re trapped in there?

“Thirty-ninth. Adding the supreme Saints who died at his hands before this, we have already lost fifty-six!” Shi Pohai’s face was livid, his eyes seemed about to pop out.

Coming here on an invitation, he had originally been somewhat scornful, thinking that Xue Qingyi was belaboring their troops by making such a grand scene.

But now, he realized why Xue Qingyi was so cautious!

The other party, all by himself, had killed his way out of the siege of thirty supreme Saints. His outstanding battle prowess and heaven-defying power had caused an unprecedented pressure that made even Shi Pohai’s heart palpitate.

And at this moment, Lin Xun was trapping a huge group of supreme Saints after casually setting up a formation. It was simply an unimaginable tactic!

Looking at the scarlet sky and listening to the mourning for Saints filling the region, Shi Pohai’s face was unsightly.

“This is your plan?” questioned Hua Hongxiao with a frosty face as he was no longer able to remain calm.

Xue Qingyi clenched his fists and fiercely took several deep breaths before he was able to force down the anger and suffocation in his heart.

“This is something that no one wants to see. However, the situation still hasn’t gotten too bad. If you look there, you can see that the power of that formation is plummeting!” He pointed to the distance, his voice dripping with biting hatred. “I promise that when it collapses, I will be the first to make a move and execute him!”

Xue Qingyi clenched his jaw.

He had lain low for so long and gone to great lengths to set this all up, thinking that it would be enough of a thunderous force to destroy Lin Xun.

But who could have thought…that there would be so many unexpected things?!

……

In the Sky Blotting Formation.

Lin Xun’s figure flickered, his expression cold and eyes were calm like ancient water. He was like a lord patrolling and killing the prey in his territory.

Wherever he passed, Saints fell!

With his current strength and the advantage of being in his own formation, every attack had the power to shake the world and destroy all things around.

No matter how powerful the opponents’ Saint Treasures were or how phenomenal their dao craft was, he suppressed it all!

“DOH!” A powerful, murderous roar resounded as a supreme Saint surprisingly transformed into a Kui Ox.

The divine beast Kui Ox, like the True Roar and Pulao, was dominant in the way of sonic attacks. A Kui Ox who had stepped into the supreme Saint stage could, with a single roar, shatter eight thousand miles of mountains and rivers and make the stars shudder!

“A loud voice doesn’t make your struggle less futile.”

Lin Xun didn’t even spare the ox the glance. He kept moving forward with his hands behind his back. When his voice rang out, the power of the Pulao Roar also operated.

One word after another, like the symbols of the Great Dao shrouded in piercing glows, swooshed out.

It was as though the heavenly laws were strictly enforced to these characters!

Rumble!

The beast roar was directly smashed through. Even with his supreme Saint cultivation, the ox couldn’t block the horrifying impact. He exploded in the air and was destroyed in both his physical form and spirit.

Similar scenes were constantly playing out in the big formation.

Some supreme Saints were cleaved by the Yuantu Sword. Some were exterminated by the Broken Blade. Some were slain by the Taixuan sword qi. Some were crushed under the Great Diffusion Void Breaker Finger…

Among them, there were long established old relics and astonishing young geniuses, heirs of clans with extraordinary origins and heiresses of ancient lineages, and many more…

But without exception, they were executed by Lin Xun!

Miserable screams, unwilling shrieks, and furious grunts rang out in succession.

The path of cultivation was not easy, seeking the great dao was even more difficult. In order to achieve supreme Sainthood, who among them hadn’t undergone countless painstaking trials and tribulations to stand out from the masses?

But in the embrace of death, nothing was left of them but a skeleton!

For those supreme Saints who were trapped in the misty formation, every second felt like eternity and torment.

Despair, helplessness, dread, and trepidation hit their hearts and souls like a storm, making them look bleak.

“Hmm?”

Soon, however, someone noticed that the sky-blotting mist had begun to collapse, and they could spread their divine senses again.

“Hahahaha, Heaven never bars one’s way! This formation is about to collapse!” laughed a person maniacally.

“Hold on, must hold on!” yelled another.

At the same time, Lin Xun came to an abrupt stop, and his brows furrowed imperceptibly. The power of formation was indeed about to vanish.

“There are still twenty-nine of them…”

He instantly sensed the number of remaining supreme Saints. Moreover, they had all gathered in one place.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Xun took out the No-Nonsense Bow and the two divine arrows, Biluo and Moli.

……

“It’s finally collapsing!” Xue Qingyi’s scarlet eyes lit up in anticipation.

“This time, I want him dead!” Shi Pohai’s face was icy, his killing intent like a surging torrent.

Clang!

Hua Hongxiao got straight to business as he took out an ancient-looking, narrow, and snowy blade. The surface of the long blade was fully imprinted with the design of Saints weeping blood, which gave it an incomparably menacing appearance.

Having to stand and watch their supreme Saints getting slaughtered in the misty formation, the three had accumulated hearts full of hatred and anger. It was torturing them to the point of insanity.

Now, it was finally time for them to strike back.

“Position!” ordered Xue Qingyi, his voice stirring the clouds.

The five hundred-odd True Saints nearby, each raising an apricot-yellow flag, began to move and stand in intersecting lines.

Immediately following, poles of apricot-yellow flags swayed and diffused a piercing sword qi. Each sword qi presented an occult Saint breath.

The hundreds of sword qi shot up and converged into a heavenly sword intent. Its aura surged straight to a far constellation in the void, shaking and dominating the stars!

Looking closely, the boundless sword intent seemed to hold within hundreds of sages sitting cross-legged, each of them emanating the majesty of Saint Dao.

“Saint Spirit Battle Formation?” Shi Pohai narrowed his eyes.

Battle formations were a means of support that assisted the cultivators in battle, and they weren’t rare.

For instance, when two armies in the mortal world faced off, the troops would be deployed in formations according to the tactics used, which often led to good effects during combat.

But when it came to an army of Saints, setting up a battle formation was no longer the same. It was extremely demanding as everyone sought a different cultivation path. Incompatible powers meant immense difficulty in coordinating with each other.

However, Shi Pohai had also heard that the Blood Demon Ancient Domain had a unique method for battle formations that had been passed down through history.

It only required every Saint in the group to equip a treasure called the Battle Formation Talisman, and through the echo between these talismans, their energy could harmonize and be twisted into a rope. This, in turn, brought into play unimaginably terrifying power.

“Correct. The name of this battle formation is Heavens’ Justice, as in ‘enforce justice for the heavens.’ In our original plan, we’d have eight hundred True Saints cooperating together to exert a power that can kill even Big Saints,” said Xue Qingyi.

He then continued in a heavy tone, “Abominably, though, a portion of the True Saints were caught in that mist, leaving only five hundred to set up the formation. But even so, its power is still something that even I wouldn’t dare to confront.”

Hearing this, a strange expression flashed on both Shi Pohai’s and Hua Hongxiao’s face.

Xue Qingyi was one of the Azure Blue Eight Supremes and the leader of the Blood Demon Camp. Yet, he’d even said that he didn’t dare to confront it, so one could only imagine how powerful this battle formation was.

“I didn’t think you’d be so well prepared, Brother Xue. With this formation, killing that brat Lin Xun will be a walk in the park!” laughed Shi Pohai out loud.

Boom!

Right at this moment, there was a shocking turbulence in the distance. The Sky Blotting formation that shrouded heaven and earth in mist had finally collapsed.

The area instantly cleared up, revealing a group of supreme Saints.

“What, only twenty-some people left?” rang a shocked cry.

Even the faces of Xue Qingyi, Shi Pohai, and Hua Hongxiao lost color.

In less than fifteen minutes, the nearly one hundred supreme Saints were reduced to twenty-nine. This kind of casualty was too heavy!

As for the True Saints who had gotten caught up in the formation, none of them could be seen as they had obviously been exterminated!

This cruel blow cast a dark shadow over all the faces in the crowd. With fury, they turned toward the distant coast.

There, Lin Xun stood in the air without a stain or wrinkle on his clothes, with a clear dao light streaming along his figure. He looked ethereal like an immortal.

But everyone looking at him only felt a sharp pain that stabbed through their eyes and into their souls. Every strand of hair on their body stood on end.

It was because of a bow!

The gruesome bow was made of white bones upon white bones stuck together. The blood-red bowstring had been fully drawn. Around the bow, winds and lightning raged while the air silently crumbled, revealing unimaginable scenes of Saints’ demise.

And there were also scenes of a golden crow crying blood, of the great sun falling, of Saints being executed!

On the bowstring was a pitch-black arrow. Aiming at a distant horizon, it emitted a ferocious aura that permeated the sky!

Not good!

Xue Qingyi, Shi Pohai, and Hua Hongxiao felt a chill in their hearts, realizing that something was wrong.

But when they wanted to make a move, it was already too late.

Twang!

The sound of the released bowstring thundered through the region. The dull Biluo Arrow shot out like a heavenly bolt and cut a long spatial crack across the sky.

The horrifyingly ferocious aura fired out along with it transformed into a blazing light.

Kaboom!

The arrow hit the twenty-nine supreme Saints that had just escaped from the misty formation like a comet.

That area was instantly flooded with a ferocious aura.

Watching from a distance, Xue Qingyi’s group tensed up, and their expressions changed drastically. What a terrifying arrow!

When they recovered, they saw a rain of blood and heard wretched screams. It was a gory scene that came straight out of hell!