Five enormous flying boats soared through the air towards the Penglai Mountain Gate, while two others cruised around Penglai.
Normally, the defensive array would only be slightly weaker on the front side of the mountain gate.
After all, it is necessary to open the channel.
Wherever there is a passage, there will be a weak point, enough for the airship's main cannon to penetrate the barrier and attack inside.
The Blood Demon Venerable sat inside the flying boat, his primordial spirit sweeping freely through the external formations.
Below the mountain gate, countless disciples had come hoping to join the sect.
These people still don't know what happened; they're just staring blankly upwards.
He wondered to himself, "Whose envoy is this? Has he come to offer his congratulations in advance?"
But isn't this a bit too much...?
Two airships patrolled the area to prevent people from escaping.
The remaining five airships lined up in a row, their main cannons facing the mountain gate, and a grand voice rang out.
"Listen up, you inside! I am Ghost Shadow True Monarch of the Heavenly Demon Sect! Divine Eye True Monarch is dead. You have thirty days to open the formation and surrender. Any stubborn resistance will only lead to your death!"
I'm starting the countdown now. When the time is up, not a single chicken or dog will be spared! Twenty-nine...twenty-eight....”
As Ghostly Monarch began the countdown, the crowd below finally understood what was happening.
Everyone began to flee frantically.
"Run! The Heavenly Demon Sect has attacked! All-out war has begun!"
"Don't push, there are people in the back..."
"Run inside! There's a protective formation inside!"
"Even the Divine Eye True Lord is dead, so the formation is useless. Run!"
"Running won't help. At this point, how far can you run? Just sit down and wait to die!"
...
Some people ran inside, some ran outside, and some didn't run or move, just sat there waiting to die.
Some people even attacked those around them frantically, trying to create a passage.
Among them was Pang Juan, who had managed to sneak into the sect and was now responsible for helping maintain order outside.
At that moment, she was filled with deep regret.
After going through countless hardships and finally managing to get into the sect, it's all over now.
This Divine Eye True Lord is a complete waste, and the Penglai Sect is just as useless.
The sect's rules and regulations are incredibly strict.
This is not allowed, that won't do.
And what happened? Before the cultivation techniques were even taught, the sect was already on the verge of collapse.
There were also official disciples outside, and even when they were overwhelmed by the crowd, they still tried their best to maintain order.
But once the airship's main cannon began to coalesce, no one listened to their commands anymore.
"Five...four...three..."
Just as the main cannon was about to unleash its power, the crowd below gradually calmed down, and could only stand quietly, appreciating the last bit of beauty in the world.
'It seems that the Nine Lords of Penglai are indeed just that kid in disguise. There won't be any changes.'
The Blood Demon Venerable took a sip of fine wine, looked out the window, and waited for the beautiful fireworks display.
The main cannon of the flying boat can be powered by the mana of Golden Core cultivators, so there's no need to worry about energy consumption.
The current strategy is to keep bombarding them until the people inside come out, surrender, and hand over the control hub of the formation.
Or rather, until the fifth-level formation runs out of energy.
Tian Juezi was willing to open the passage and let Golden Core cultivators go in to their deaths, but he couldn't bear to.
He wasn't that hypocrite who took his disciple's life and resorted to sneak attacks and harassment...
Now I just hope there's enough stuff inside and the formation isn't damaged too badly.
Ideally, we should obtain a complete set of sect Dao Stones...
"one!"
"fire!!"
At Ghostly Monarch's command, the light from the airship's main cannon abruptly contracted...
At that very moment,
An invisible force suddenly expanded, reaching a distance of fifty miles.
All the airships were enveloped by this invisible force, and the energy of their main cannons vanished the instant they were fired.
After a long while, a blinding light shone from the sky...
Immediately afterwards,
"boom!"
A powerful hurricane suddenly formed, and the distant mountains, which had withstood the test of numerous battles, were now shaved bare, shrinking several meters in height...
Inside the flying boat, the Blood Demon Venerable, swept by the invisible light barrier, stared blankly as his wine cup fell to the ground, showing no reaction whatsoever.
"This is... the breathing expansion of a level five formation. No one but a level five formation master can control it! How... is this possible? Could it be that he didn't set up this formation? Are there other people inside Penglai?"
At this moment, the Blood Demon Venerable's strength was suppressed to only the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
Moreover, he couldn't even teleport within the formation.
If he was already in such a state, his subordinates were even worse off; the Golden Core cultivators were all lying completely prostrate on the ground.
This was still the result of the flying boat formation blocking and neutralizing the attack.
If they were outside, these golden cores would probably be crushed by the formation!
The most crucial thing right now isn't how much suppression they've been subjected to.
The question is, what level is the opponent? How much strength will they gain by controlling a level 5 formation?
As the Blood Demon Venerable stared blankly, the aura of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator slowly approached from the front.
"I am Wang Lin!"
"...Han Li"
"...Li Feiyu"
"...Chen Dong"
"...Fang Han"
"...Yang Xueling!"
The last voice was a woman's, but she was wearing a red Mark armor.
Ye Feng's main body and clones simultaneously reached out, and in mid-air, numerous large white hands of Yuan Qi condensed.
The hundreds-of-meters-long airship was like a toy in a giant hand, grabbed and slammed to the ground.
With the help of a level-five formation, Ye Feng has reached the Nascent Soul stage!
And there are five Nascent Soul cultivators among them!
Yang Xueling simultaneously manipulated the formation, forcing the other two flying boats to the ground as well.
However, this scene still couldn't compare to the shock that Ye Feng brought to everyone when he directly grabbed and pinched her.
Everyone below, including all the cultivators who had already fled to a distance, was stunned into silence.
"Is this the strength of Penglai? Six Nascent Soul cultivators!"
"Using an array... that doesn't count as Nascent Soul stage combat power, right?"
"Is there a difference? Inside the formation, they might be even stronger than Nascent Soul cultivators! This is a level five formation! The only level five formation master in Tiannan!"
"Moreover, True Monarch Divine Eye himself could defeat three Nascent Soul cultivators single-handedly outside the formation... Now, there are actually six of them..."
...
The scene unfolding before us has been incredibly shocking.
Even if a few high-ranking sects knew the inside story and claimed that there was only one person, probably no one would believe it.
Even if you believe it, so what?
Have you ever seen a True Monarch with five Nascent Soul stage cultivation levels?
Are five True Lords comparable to the God Transformation Realm all the same person?
Rather than believing this, it's better to believe that there are only five people... that's easier to accept.
"Divine Eye True Lord! This time, I admit defeat. Let me go, and we'll pretend nothing happened!"
Upon hearing this telepathic message, Ye Feng almost laughed in exasperation.
"Hehe... Venerable One, are you joking? I told you long ago, it would be five million high-grade spirit stones, but now... the price has changed. Leave me the spirit-connecting magic treasure too!"
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