Chapter 95

The Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation, rumored to have been created by the Marquis of Profound Secrets, Zhu Hongwu, is a mandatory course for the cultivators of the Divine Martial Army of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It gathers the magical power of multiple low-rank cultivators into one point, channeling it into the leading general, thereby causing a qualitative leap in the general's strength.

The method is similar to the method of nurturing Dao soldiers in some sects, using a specific formation to connect many disciples who practice the same Dao technique into a single entity. As long as there are enough low-rank disciples, they can resist enemies with much higher cultivation but fewer numbers when combined with the formation.

After being improved by the Marquis of Profound Secrets, the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation became even more powerful and mysterious, capable of integrating the magical power of cultivators practicing different Dao techniques into a single formation.

This Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation is the trump card of the Great Zhou Dynasty, requiring at least a hundred people to form the array, and at most, it can connect the entire Divine Martial Army, consisting of tens of thousands of cultivators, into a single entity.

In the past, during the war against Buddhism, the entire Divine Martial Army, consisting of tens of thousands of cultivators, formed the most powerful Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation in history. They fought for several days and nights, forcefully breaking through the Great Thunderclap Temple's mountain-guarding formation, the Great Sun Tathagata Formation.

If not for this, the number of allied cultivators who died in front of the Great Sun Tathagata Formation would have at least doubled.

Naturally, Evil Hand's subordinates could not form an array of tens of thousands of cultivators to provide him with magical power, but three thousand people would still be enough to boost his strength to an unimaginable level.

Three thousand cultivators, even if all were at the Qi Condensation stage, were already a formidable force. Now, they concentrated all their magical power into a single attack, with dozens of Foundation Establishment cultivators coordinating and directing.

So when Lin Feng saw Evil Hand set up the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation, he did not hesitate for a moment and fled without looking back.

Nonsense, if three thousand people lined up and each gave him a punch, he would still be flattened even if he healed. Let alone now, with the three thousand people concentrating their power into a single attack, led by Evil Hand, a Core Formation cultivator. Only a fool would fight him.

"You crazy guy, you can't handle me one-on-one, so you bring your brothers to gang up on me," Lin Feng was extremely annoyed. "Gang up on me, fine, but bringing three thousand people to gang up on me alone, how much more shameless can you be?"

What made Lin Feng even more worried was that the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation had locked down the surrounding space, preventing him from using the Black Cloud Banner to teleport away. Now he was trapped in a dead end.

Seeing Lin Feng turn into a black light and flee, Evil Hand was not in a hurry. He slowly pointed his sword at the sandy mountain where the Fierce Wind Society was entrenched and chuckled, "None of you will escape; you will all die."

As his sword pointed, boundless killing intent and malevolent energy gathered. The thick fog and miasma over the mountain had already dissipated, revealing a dark and gloomy sky, with dark clouds pressing down, making it hard to breathe.

The commotion caused by the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation naturally alarmed the Fierce Wind Society members on the mountain. Facing the Zhou Army at their doorstep, everyone felt a heavy heart.

Lin Feng, riding the Black Cloud Banner, flew back to the mountain and quietly slipped inside.

"Why did you come back?" Dao Zhiqiang asked, puzzled.

In the previous battle with Evil Hand, Lin Feng had used the Black Cloud Banner to cut off Dao Zhiqiang and Wang Lin's perception of the outside world, so they did not know what had just happened.

When Dao Zhiqiang asked, Lin Feng naturally could not tell him that if he hadn't run fast enough, he would have been locked by the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation's aura, making it impossible to escape and leaving him to die.

On the contrary, the more critical the situation, the more composed Lin Feng appeared. "Why didn't you report the situation here to Evil Hand earlier? The reason I came back is the same as yours."

Dao Zhiqiang nodded and then said worriedly, "The entire left camp of the vanguard, three thousand people, has arrived and set up the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation, controlled by General Evil Hand. Even facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, they can still fight."

Lin Feng deeply agreed but only smiled faintly, appearing profound and unfathomable.

"Even if all twenty-four relics were fed to the War God Puppet, it probably wouldn't work. The enemy isn't just using a simple human wave tactic; it's a true qualitative change from a quantitative change."

While thinking, Lin Feng entered the mountain's interior, avoiding the Fierce Wind Society cultivators rushing about, and went straight through the village to the place where Kang Nanhua was underground.

He remembered that Kang Nanhua had mentioned setting up a Ganges River Sand Formation here. Although he did not know its exact power, from Kang Nanhua's tone, it was clearly a large, high-level formation.

When Lin Feng entered the pit, he saw several people already standing inside. Hearing the noise, they all turned around.

The first person, with a beautiful face, wore a red robe and had fiery red hair. Her fine eyebrows looked like two swords ready to kill, and her almond eyes glared at Lin Feng. It was Yue Hongyan.

Lin Feng's eyes flickered. Beside Yue Hongyan stood a tall man in black, with a long scar on his face, a familiar face. It was the Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Fierce Wind Society who had kidnapped Zhu Yi in the capital city.

Seeing Lin Feng, the black-clothed man frowned, his scar twitching. "What are those people outside doing?"

Yue Hongyan grunted, "Don't waste time, take him down first!" As she spoke, a sixteen-foot-long black light halberd appeared in her hand.

Kang Nanhua then said, "Hongyan, Xiaohei, stop."

Yue Hongyan did not turn around, her gaze still fixed on Lin Feng. "Mr. Kang!"

Kang Nanhua said, "This Daoist has no ill intentions. My injuries were healed thanks to him."

Hearing this, Yue Hongyan and the other Fierce Wind Society cultivators were all surprised, their eyes darting back and forth between Lin Feng and Kang Nanhua.

The black-clothed man could not help but ask, "But what about the Divine Martial Army outside?"

"Perhaps the wooden sword has fallen into the hands of the Zhou Army," Kang Nanhua sighed, then looked at Lin Feng. "If he wanted to harm you, why would he help me heal? Besides, his strength is no less than mine, and you are no match for him."

"Do you know the situation outside?" Lin Feng coughed, not confident in defeating Kang Nanhua without the War God Puppet.

Kang Nanhua nodded, his expression serious. "A Core Formation cultivator leading three thousand people has already set up the Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation."

He turned to Yue Hongyan and the others. "The Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation has sealed the nearby spatial domain. We can't leave, so we can only fight. After repelling the enemy, we will plan to evacuate."

Yue Hongyan and the other Fierce Wind Society cultivators all nodded solemnly. Yue Hongyan turned and gave some instructions to the other leaders, who all nodded in agreement and left the pit.

They were going to arrange for the mortal relatives in the village to take shelter and prepare the combat-capable members for the final resistance.

Yue Hongyan looked at Lin Feng, her red eyebrows arching. "Why did you come back? Can't you handle the Divine Martial Army outside, so you want to seek refuge in Mr. Kang's Ganges River Sand Formation?"

Lin Feng thought, "You're right, but I won't admit it." He did not speak, just smiled lightly and turned away, showing a disdainful attitude toward Yue Hongyan's question.

Yue Hongyan frowned slightly, and the other Fierce Wind Society cultivators also showed signs of dissatisfaction.

The black-clothed man stepped in front of them and said in a low voice, "Everything will be handled by Mr. Kang." Yue Hongyan glanced at Kang Nanhua, nodded, and said nothing.

At that moment, Evil Hand's voice came from outside the mountain, calm and cold. "You're like a nest of ants hiding in an anthill, just looking at you makes me uncomfortable. Die!"

A bloody and violent magical power fluctuation surged, the power of the ancient killing technique of the Ancient Slaughter Sect, but the momentum was much stronger than when he fought Lin Feng one-on-one.

Outside the solitary mountain, three thousand Divine Martial Army soldiers stood on the sandy ground in front of the mountain, their nearly boundless magical power channeled into Evil Hand at the front of the formation, creating a sky-high killing aura.

The Divine Martial Immortal Slaying Formation was like an unparalleled vicious sword, slowly unsheathing, ready to slaughter all life and stain the world with blood.

And Evil Hand was the sharpest tip of this vicious sword.

He pointed his sword at the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky immediately changed, swirling to form a huge vortex. At the center of the vortex, a massive, pitch-black sword tip slowly extended out from the center of the swirling dark clouds.

The sword tip was almost as large as half of the solitary mountain's peak, containing terrifying and violent forces of slaughter. The mere bloody aura was enough to kill ordinary mortals instantly.

The sword tip pointed directly at the solitary mountain, ready to strike!

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