0p0 Chapter 1710
Chapter 1710
Yu'er, Piaoxue, Zimo, and Tianxing did not take the checkpoint to heart—they had a large number of people and were powerful enough that even if the enemy set up a celestial-level array, they might not be able to stop hundreds of thousands of cultivators from breaking through it together.
"Sister Piaoxue, why can't we find our husbands?" Xin'er frowned, her divine sense scanning the crowd repeatedly, her tone filled with anxiety.
Yu'er frowned, her fingertips unconsciously twisting the corner of her sleeve: "His aura isn't around here at all. Could he still be training deep in the secret realm, unaware that time is almost up?"
Upon hearing this, Zi Mo and Tian Xing both showed signs of worry, their gazes unconsciously drifting towards the depths of the Chaos Nest, as if trying to pierce through the void to find that familiar figure.
Just then, with a command from a disciple of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land, a super array that blotted out the sky suddenly formed in the void.
"How can we cultivators tolerate others demanding our opportunities for nothing! Those who have entered the formation, please return to the formation base immediately and contribute our strength to break through the formation and leave the pass!" Someone raised his arm and shouted, his voice carrying spiritual power and spreading far and wide, echoing for thousands of miles around.
"Yes! We are all geniuses of the Nine Nether Star Region, how can we be blackmailed by one person time and time again!"
"This person is so insolent, treating us as if we were nothing. This humiliation cannot be tolerated!"
Shouts and curses rose and fell, echoing between heaven and earth.
At the edge of the crowd, a middle-aged, gloomy man wearing a straw hat stood quietly, his long, loose hair almost covering half of his face.
He gazed at the cultivators who were converging into the formation like flowing water from the sky, his eyes flickering uncertainly. In the end, he chose to remain hidden in the shadows and observe. "Is this the foundation of a holy land...?"
An old man whispered, unable to conceal his shock and envy—even if he were to be reborn, he would never be able to step into the gates of the Holy Land again.
"Ow—!"
In just a few breaths, a roar suddenly erupted in the endless void, as if a demon god from the deepest hell had awakened, its ferocious aura instantly overwhelming all the noise.
"It's a Nine Nether Hound!"
"The Nine Netherworld Aohe Formation, one of the three super combined formations of the Nine Netherworld Holy Land!"
"No, this is just a simplified version—the legendary full version can hold 108,000 celestial beings!"
"Hahaha, it's different with the Holy Land taking the lead! We only need to continuously inject spiritual energy to advance and retreat together with the formation, combining offense and defense!"
In the void, a phantom of a Nine Nether Hound, as massive as the Five Sacred Mountains, materialized. Although it was merely a manifestation of a combined formation, it already exuded the pressure and ferocity of a true spirit. A ghostly light surged within its jet-black fur, and when its fangs were exposed, even the air seemed to be torn apart.
"Ow—!"
The Nine Nether Hound roared to the sky once more, its sound waves spreading like a raging torrent, causing even the Chaos Pass, 40,000 miles away, to tremble slightly.
This imposing aura was clearly sensed even by Chen Xuan, who was far away at the pass.
"Master... what is that sound?" Bai Li shrank behind Chen Xuan, her fluffy tail nervously tugging at his clothes, her voice trembling, "It's so oppressive, I'm shaking all over..."
Chen Xuan gently stroked the top of her head with his fingertips and said indifferently, "It's just a paper dog. It's not a physical body, but merely a form and spirit manifested by the combination of the array and the gathering of spirits."
Before the words were even finished, from 40,000 miles away, the overwhelming phantom of the Nine Nether Hound swept in. It raised its giant claws, which gleamed with a chilling light, and the black energy swirling around the tips of its claws seemed capable of swallowing light. It then slammed them down on the celestial array light barrier above the Chaos Pass.
"Snapped!"
The sharp, piercing sound caused the light barrier to shatter instantly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread rapidly, tearing open a huge gap in the blink of an eye.
Upon seeing this, the Nine Nether Hound roared to the sky, pushed off the void with its four claws, and its massive body, like a dark cloud pressing down on a city, charged straight into the formation.
"Hahaha! You little brat, you've finally met your match!"
"Give me back my millions of catties of Yuan Liquid!"
"The magic weapon you tricked me into handing over before, I will make you repay it tenfold today!"
The hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the Void Realm and Primordial Spirit Realm within the combined formation felt extremely relieved upon seeing this, and the resentment accumulated over the past ten years turned into curses and sarcasm, surging forth like a tide.