It sounds primitive, but its effect is by no means weak. The formation is difficult to break through until the vitality of the flesh and blood disappears or the power of the attacker exceeds its capacity.
"The 'Pouring Earth to Form a Mountain' formation is the first time I've actually seen it in action. I've heard it's part of the 'Nine Oxen Plowing the Mountain' formation of the Mu family of Chuzhou. You can think of the attack as earth and stones being piled up to form a mountain. If you can't break through it in one go, it will just keep piling up higher and higher."
Master Li, holding a whisk, stood beside Niu Suizhen, the Supreme Elder of the Niu family, and Liao Sishi, the head of the Liao family. Looking at the large formation, his eyes gleamed with wonder, and he clicked his tongue in amazement.
"So how long would it take for the two of us to break the formation?"
Niu Suizhen looked at the tightly closed gates of the Mu Family Fortress. He wasn't surprised by the obstacles he encountered. It was normal; they were all people who ventured outwards, so how could they not bring some weapons?
"Even if everyone present joined forces, it would probably take a whole day to break through. There are people inside too, you know. Just burn the materials there and grab people to feed them. If the formation can't withstand it, it will transfer to your own body."
The purpose of formations is to even out the gap in numbers and strength. Unless Marquis Wu intervenes, it's unlikely that the people here will succeed.
"That's why we invited you, Master. With your help, it shouldn't be a problem."
Liao Sishi offered a slight compliment. As the head of the Liao family, he appeared to be a perfectly normal person, showing no signs of being transformed into an insect. However, both Master Li and Niu Suizhen were three meters away from him.
"Half an hour. During this time, you will attack according to my orders. I can break the formation in just half an hour."
"But you must think carefully about whether your goal is really here."
The bloodline tracing technique is not omnipotent. The main target of this attack is that Third Young Master. After all, if the Third Young Master is let go, even if the Mu family is destroyed, they will probably all be reduced to ashes within five years.
"Then I'll be the first to test the waters."
"Ancestor Red Butterfly, are you there? It's been so many years. May I see if my old friend is still as youthful as ever?"
Niu Suizhen stepped forward and knocked loudly on the door. His voice was like a booming bell, as majestic as the surging waves of a lake, echoing in all directions. It made many people feel unsteady on their feet, as if they were being washed by invisible waves.
The impact on the formation created even clearer ripples than before. At that moment, a woman in red walked to the front of the fortress, a red butterfly pattern between her brows, and a peerless beauty appeared.
"I'll be sixteen at the end of my life, but you old hag, after all these years, you're still so ugly, and your voice is still so noisy. Are you not dead yet? Perhaps even Heaven doesn't want you and hasn't taken you away?!"
The beautiful woman stood on the head of the mythical beast Chiwen and shouted at Niu Suizhen, who was yelling loudly. Her demeanor and the contrast between her appearance and her appearance made it hard to believe that she had lived for over a hundred years.
"Haha, that's the taste. It seems this guy really can't bear to leave his family. But that's fine too. I entered the world at the same time as the three ancestors of the Mu family, and after years of fighting, it's time to put an end to it!"
Niu Suizhen nodded and laughed, then glanced at Master Li, who pointed in a direction. Niu Suizhen then struck out with his palm.
In an instant, this place, which was originally covered in snow, suddenly saw a giant wave, twenty meters long and ten meters high, appear out of nowhere, defying the season, and crashing towards the formation.
"Then let's see who dies today, you old codger!"
The red robes fluttered, and in an instant, the ribbons extended and expanded, forming a giant two-winged butterfly that flapped its wings, sending out countless crimson lights that transformed into sharp swords that pierced through the waves and headed towards the attacking crowd.
The superhuman power belonging to the fifth level of martial arts was frequently displayed again, and the rest of the people were truly relegated to the sidelines, only able to watch. This was merely the splendor of the second realm of martial arts.
But no one expected that in the midst of the chaos, a hundred miles away from Qingmang, a carriage was speeding along in the swirling snow. The Third Young Master's steward, Mou Hongzheng, was waving his whip again and again with piercing eyes. Only in this way could the wheels not get stuck in the snow, and only in this way could they get the people away as quickly as possible.
"Why leave in such a hurry, Elder Lanyu? It's not right for you to leave me alone in Qingmang like this!"
Amidst the wind and snow, a gigantic black hand phantom appeared on the carriage, like a collapsing mountain, covering the carriage and the surrounding snow-covered ground. With a single press, it felt as if a thousand-pound weight had fallen, and anyone who took this blow would likely be reduced to dust, inseparable from the earth.
"Why be so aggressive, Elder Black Mountain? Wouldn't it be better to just back down and turn a blind eye?"
The next moment, accompanied by a faint female voice, a long sword covered in blue feathers, resembling wings, pierced through the carriage and instantly became a ten-meter-long giant sword, piercing through the palm.
"A genius who cannot be used by the sect is better off dead."
"Elder Lanyu, do not make a mistake."
The giant, with a spiked club, a bull's head and a human body, ten meters long, and covered in black fur, strode out with each step. The moment the club fell, a crack spread out, becoming a deep abyss that swallowed the frightened horse.
"Then I shall seek Elder Black Mountain's wisdom. I have been entrusted with this task and dare not err."
The wind and snow grew thicker. Mu Hong shivered as he stood up from the ground. He saw that there were not only the Black Mountain's obstructors in the wind and snow, but also three or four other figures.
"Young master, run!"
Mu Hong spoke to the people behind him, and after saying just that, he charged towards them like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
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