Rong Jiaojiao's soul was mistakenly taken by a soul-reaper. After negotiating with him and receiving a series of compensations, she was ready to be reborn after drinking Meng Po's soup. How...
Unexpectedly, simply touching it could trigger a resonance of the spatial power within my body.
She suddenly remembered something: "Senior, would you be willing to serve as the main array eye of the Zhou Tian Star Array?"
Yueying raised an eyebrow slightly: "May I take a look at the array diagram first?"
With a light tap of her fingertips, Rong Jiaojiao unfurled the array diagram of the Zhou Tian Star Array in the void. Yueying gazed at it for a moment, her silver eyes rippling with moonlight: "This array is exquisite, but it still lacks the variation of 'lunar phases'."
With a flick of his sleeve, thirty-six illusory moons appeared on the array diagram, perfectly blending with the original star trajectories: "In this way, the great array can borrow the power of the moon and be perpetually renewed."
Han Yun Shen stood up excitedly: "This...this is the array pattern of the Ancient Moonflower Grand Array! Are you, Fellow Daoist, from the Ancient Moonflower Flood Dragon Clan?"
Yueying nodded, and Han Yunshen said repeatedly, "No wonder, only the ancient Moonflower Dragon Clan knew this formation..."
Han Yun, deeply fascinated by array formations, trembled slightly with excitement: "Legend has it that the Moon Essence Array can draw upon the power of the nine heavens' stars; the Moon Essence Flood Dragon Clan once used this array to protect their territory..."
A hint of sadness flashed in Yueying's eyes: "Indeed. But times have changed, and now the Jiaolong clan is dwindling, and this formation is almost lost."
He turned to Rong Jiaojiao, "On the night of the full moon three days from now, the power of the moon will be at its strongest, which will be the perfect opportunity to launch the attack."
Rong Jiaojiao nodded: "Then let's get started on the arrangements?"
She looked at everyone and said, "I plan to set up the formation at Jiulong Mountain. Does anyone have any objections?"
Someone asked, "Fellow Daoist Rong, after the ascension passage is opened at Nine Dragons Mountain, will those who wish to ascend only be able to undergo tribulation there?"
Rong Jiaojiao shook her head: "I don't know what will happen after it's opened, but Fairy Qingli's restorative powers repaired the passage there before, so I think it's most appropriate to continue there."
Everyone nodded in agreement upon hearing this.
Jiulong Mountain was a sacred place for cultivators to ascend to immortality in ancient times, and its unique terrain makes it the best choice.
Han Yun Shen immediately approved: "Good! Three days from now, on the night of the full moon, elites from all factions will gather at Jiulong Mountain to celebrate this grand occasion!"
After discussing some details that needed attention, the meeting concluded.
After the meeting, the monks from all factions immediately sprang into action.
Rong Jiaojiao and Mo Bai got up and invited Yueying to sit in their courtyard.
When they talked about how they met back then and what happened afterward, everyone couldn't help but laugh.
We chatted about our experiences after we parted ways, and everyone couldn't help but sigh at how fast time flies.
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Three days later, at the summit of Jiulong Mountain.
Thirty-six Celestial Master level experts sat cross-legged according to the positions of the stars in the heavens. Yueying sat upright in the center of the array, holding the Space Dragon Pearl in her hand.
Her silver eyes were calm and deep, and her body shimmered with a moonlit glow that echoed the full moon in the sky, as if all the brilliance in the world had gathered around her.
Rong Jiaojiao stood in mid-air, her dark hair shimmering like a cascading river of stars under the bright moonlight.
Zi Ling perched on her shoulder, her little paws nervously clutching her collar, letting out a low whimper.
Beside him, Fairy Qingli's soul was more solid than ever before, almost like a real person.
She gazed at the vast array below that was about to be activated, her eyes filled with reminiscence and sighs.
Rong Jiaojiao looked down, and in the center of the formation, Mo Bai's gaze was fixed on her.
In those eyes, there was unyielding worry, deep affection, and complete trust and support.
Jun Yuangui pressed her lips together, her gaze solemn. She smiled slightly, a smile that appeared particularly firm in the cool moonlight, carrying a reassuring power.
She looked out of the formation again. Her master, Qing Xuanzi, stood with his hands behind his back, his expression solemn. Familiar faces such as Han Yunshen, the sect leader of Lanyou Sword Sect, and the sect leader of Dan Sect, as well as countless cultivators from various sects and races, all held their breath and stared intently at the sky, silently encouraging her.
"Charge!"
Rong Jiaojiao's clear and melodious voice pierced through the clouds, like a jade chime commanding heaven and earth.
"Buzz—!"
Thirty-six powerful pillars of spiritual energy shot into the sky in response, each with a different color, yet all carrying the same resolute will.
The beams of light intertwined, collided, and merged in the deep night sky, eventually transforming into a dazzling star map covering the entire summit of Jiulong Mountain!
The vast power of the stars was drawn in, and strands of it fell down and merged into the great formation.
The Space Flood Pearl in Yueying's hand suddenly erupted with an unprecedentedly intense silver light!
The light resembled liquid moonlight, or the condensed essence of space, instantly transforming into a silver bridge of light spanning the sky.
One end was connected to the Zhou Tian Star Array supported by thirty-six powerful figures, while the other end, with a majestic momentum that could tear through the void, fiercely pierced the invisible barrier above the nine heavens—the very source of the collapse of the ascension passage in this world!
"Now is the time!" Rong Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and her hands moved rapidly, forming hand seals like butterflies flitting among flowers.
The spatial power that had been accumulated within his body for decades and honed for hundreds of years in the small secret realm was now fully unleashed, like a sleeping dragon awakening completely and bursting forth!
"Boom!"
A passageway leading to the heavens and the earth appeared, half connecting to the ground and half disappearing into the endless void.
Only about a kilometer of the entire passage was previously repaired; the rest of the passage was riddled with spatial rifts, where gales and spatial turbulence raged.
Rong Jiaojiao leaped up, her hands rapidly forming hand seals. One by one, spatial origin runes flew from her hands, falling into the gaps and filling them little by little.
Fairy Qingli also flew into the passage with her, condensing streaks of azure light in her hands to help Rong Jiaojiao repair the broken spatial nodes.
"Watch out on your left!" Fairy Qingli suddenly warned.
Rong Jiaojiao dodged to the side, and a violent spatial turbulence swept past her sleeve, instantly tearing her cuff to shreds.
Her expression remained unchanged, and her hands continued to inject spatial runes into the rift without stopping.
The two slowly ascended through the repaired passage. Before long, Rong Jiaojiao's spiritual power was exhausted, and Qingli Fairy's soul became somewhat transparent.
Rong Jiaojiao immediately had Zi Ling transform into her true form, spread her wings and float in the air, and Rong Jiaojiao and Fairy Qingli landed on it.
Yue Ling set up a barrier for them, and the two immediately recovered.
Rong Jiaojiao took the Rejuvenation Pill, while Fairy Qingli absorbed the Soul-Replenishing Pill, and they recovered quickly.
The cultivators maintaining the formation below have been replaced, and those who were replaced immediately went to recover their spiritual energy.
Qing Xuanzi said worriedly, "Alliance Leader, this consumption is too great. There is still a long time to recover. I'm afraid we will need to prepare more pills."
Han Yunshen nodded: "I will go and discuss it with the other factions."
As time went on, the spatial turbulence in the passage gradually intensified, making repairs increasingly difficult.
P.S.: Friends, the author has a cold and fever, and a headache, so there's no inspiration. There will only be three chapters today.
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