The crowd remained silent for a long while, and the atmosphere at the scene was heavy.
Houtu Niangniang sighed, breaking the silence.
A hint of helplessness flickered in her eyes, as if she were worried about her impending fate.
"We have nowhere left to retreat, don't we?" Houtu Niangniang seemed to be asking herself, and also asking everyone else.
Dijiang also said, "He is not a saint after all, and we may still have a chance to win." Dijiang's voice carried a hint of determination, as if he was encouraging everyone.
His eyes revealed a resolute determination, as if telling everyone that no matter what difficulties they faced, they should not give up easily.
Upon hearing Dijiang's words, a glimmer of hope welled up in everyone's hearts. They knew that Dijiang was right; they might still have a chance of winning.
Although so-called saints are immortal and indestructible, they are not invincible.
Moreover, Hu Le is not a saint...
The massacre in the field quickly came to an end.
Under the siege of the Yanhuang army, the demon race suffered an unprecedented defeat.
Countless demons perished in the battle, their blood staining the earth red, and a desolate atmosphere permeated the entire battlefield.
Those demons who survived were forced to surrender; they lost their freedom and dignity and became prisoners of the Yanhuang army...
Hu Le ordered a portion of his army to take the prisoners to the rear for reformation.
In most cases, the Yanhuang tribe would implant some restrictions in the bodies of these demons before reducing them to slavery.
In the future, they will be forced to endure heavy labor, working in the fields from morning till night, or being sent to build tall city walls and sturdy fortresses.
They lacked food, had rudimentary shelters, and saw no hope for the future.
Those who are not of our kind are bound to have different hearts.
Humans have never been merciful to their own people, let alone to the demon race...
Having resolved the troubles with the demon race, Hu Le now prepared to deal with the human alliance.
He ordered someone to write a declaration of war and send it to the human camp on the other side.
After receiving the challenge, the Goddess Houtu personally wrote a reply to Hu Le.
The plan was quite simple: they decided to set up a Zhou Tian Ji Yuan formation on the battlefield the next day, intending to compete with Hu Le using it.
Hu Le readily agreed upon receiving the offer.
The next day, the sky was high and the clouds were light, a refreshing breeze was blowing, and the sun hung high in the sky, casting thousands of golden rays, bestowing upon all living beings a magnificent vitality...
Hu Le led the group to the gate of the array, looking calmly at the Zhou Tian Ji Yuan Grand Array shrouded in a cloud of white mist.
He had already experienced the changes and power of this great formation in the past, so he naturally knew what it meant.
Of course, Houtu and others may have added some changes to this formation over the years.
But it still doesn't matter.
After all, his cultivation level is now vastly different from what it used to be...
Surrounded by the crowd, Hu Le called out to those inside the formation, "Fellow Daoists, are you ready?"
"clang!"
A melodious bell rang out within the formation, followed by a flash of white light, and Gonggong and Zhurong emerged from within the formation together.
"Xuanxiang, don't be arrogant. If you dare to enter this formation, this place will be your burial ground today," Gonggong shouted.
Hu Le remained indifferent upon hearing this, his eyes showing no change whatsoever.
Anyone can talk big, but to convince others, you have to be able to deliver on your promises...
"Hehe... Let's wait and see who ends up dead without a burial place."
Hu Le shook his head and chuckled, pointing at the array gate and urging, "You two hurry back to take charge of the array, and watch how I break it."
"Very good! The two of us will be waiting for you in the formation!"
Gonggong sneered through gritted teeth.
After he finished speaking, he turned and walked into the formation, disappearing into a thick white mist.
Zhu Rong glared at Hu Le resentfully before disappearing into the formation.
Hu Le turned to Guan Kong and the others and instructed them, "You all wait here. I will be able to defeat him in no time."
If he didn't possess his current level of cultivation, he would have been better off sending some Qi cultivators to sacrifice their lives before breaking the formation.
Once their blood and lives are used to taint the great formation and weaken its killing power, the formation will be much easier to break.
However, Hu Le, relying on his cultivation level, disdained to do so.
No matter how ingenious this formation is, it is not perfect or unbreakable...
Hu Le nodded slightly to the crowd, took a step forward, and entered the great formation.
The formation was indeed completely different from before.
In the past, the great formation gathered the power of twelve people, including Houtu, Xuanming, Gonggong, and Dijiang. Based on the Great Dao they wielded, it evolved into the sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas, creating a world.
Within the formation, the seasons change and time shifts, just like in the real world.
Every gentle breeze, every drop of rain, even every blade of grass, feels so real…
At this moment, the formation had already changed.
The world and nature remain as vivid as ever, yet twelve pillars have been erected in this real world.
These celestial pillars, each a different color, are all formed from the pure essence of heaven and earth, emanating a mysterious aura.
Above the Heavenly Pillar, amidst the drifting clouds and mist, countless figures appeared and disappeared in the fog.
Within that mist, seven-colored rays of light and auspicious radiance swirled and flowed.
It looks mysterious and magnificent.
As Hu Le entered the formation, a bolt of lightning simultaneously flew out from each of the twelve celestial pillars and converged above Hu Le's head.
With a loud bang.
The twelve bolts of lightning converged and instantly transformed into a chaotic divine thunder that exploded above Hu Le's head.
Clusters of chaotic lightning engulfed Hu Le.
At this moment, a cloud of auspicious yellow light rose above Hu Le's head.
Qingyun released a dazzling light that illuminated the entire world within the formation. The Xuanhuang Qi cascaded down like a waterfall, drifting and swirling under the bombardment of the Chaos Divine Thunder, yet it remained condensed and undispersed.
Hu Le raised his left hand, and his sleeve quickly bulged as if it had been inflated.
With the cuffs open, it was as if an infinitely large black hole had opened up inside the armholes.
Chaotic lightning surged into his sleeve.
In the blink of an eye, he had completely absorbed the divine lightning. The world was cleansed, and peace and tranquility were restored.
Hu Le flicked his sleeve, and the boundless chaotic thunder instantly vanished into nothingness.
The bulging sleeves deflated like a punctured balloon.
After doing all this, Hu Le looked up at the nearest pillar in the sky.
In an instant, he guessed some of the details behind the changes in the formation.
It seems that the key to breaking the formation lies in those twelve celestial pillars.
However, whether it's really as he thinks, let's try it out first and see.
Hu Le took a step, and he was already hundreds of millions of miles away.
However, after taking two more steps forward, he suddenly frowned.
The space and time here seem somewhat eerie.
He should have closed the distance between himself and Tianzhu just now, but in reality, it seemed like he had been standing still the whole time...
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