The five grand formations have surrounded Feng Feiyun, empowered by the elites of the clan. They changed the momentum nearby into that of the five elements.
Divine Fire Camp – Incinerating Flame Formation.
Divine Water Camp – Penta Wave Formation.
Divine Earth Camp – Void Formation.
Divine Wood Camp – Illusory Formation.
Divine Metal Camp – Cavalry Formation.
The five camps sealed up the area using the harmonization of the five elements.
“It’s good that your five camps are here, I’ve been wanting to get rid of you.” Feiyun had the sun artifact from Solar in his left and the exalted pot on his right.
The power of these Dominating Armaments reached their limit. Fire and blood engulfed half the sky. Both shot out at the same time.
He had a better grasp of the power of the five elements compared to these elites. The five elements could rekindle themselves when all five were present. However, these formations weren’t high-level enough to deal against overwhelming power.
“Boom!” More than ten members of the flame formation exploded. They were the weaker cultivators who couldn’t handle the incoming attack. Their bones directly crumbled.
Meanwhile, Feiyun was struck by the other four formations and smashed into the ground.
“Boom!” He leaped back out and attacked the fire camp again with his weapons, killing another ten elites.
The other four successfully retaliated but it didn’t matter. His shell was as tough as divine metal, the same with his physical constitution.
These attacks capable of killing an Enlightened Being couldn’t hurt him at all.
“This monster! He’s impervious to all attacks!” The members of the Beiming were scared out of their mind.
“There’s no such person in the world, it’s just that our attacks aren’t strong enough.” An elder of the Beiming had a dark expression.
“But… the fire camp won’t last much longer. If one of the five is taken down…”
“Boom!” The fire formation completely shattered. The ten remaining experts were sent flying while vomiting blood.
Feiyun made it out of the blockade and coldly said: “I’ll let you have a taste of being refined to death.”
His sun turned into a mountain of flames and refined the remaining ten experts from the fire camp. Their last drops of blood fell and melted into the lava.
He glared at the mountain, recalling the destruction of the mansion and the death of Nangong Hongyan. This was payback.
The five formations no longer worked so the Beiming members were lost in despair. How could they stop him right now?
He started attacking once more, completely unstoppable this time. He easily destroyed the remaining formations and refined them all.
Next came the actual camp of the Beiming. He was a tiger among a flock of sheep. His robe became red from the blood of his enemies.
The cultivators from the other powers got far away from him.
“Damn, ninety percent of Solar are dead, now Beiming is about to be finished.”
“Two great powers are down just like that!”
The army of Rakshasa wasn’t far from the battle so they watched the whole thing. The Dominating Armaments annihilated everything. Some were crushed into mincemeat while others reduced to blood.
Beneath their sky-blotting banner was a floating palace shrouded by fog and mist.
Inside was an old man in a white robe. He had a resplendent aura; his beard and hair had a jade glow just like an old god.
He was Rakshasa Ancestor, the strongest expert of their dynasty. Yuji Manmiao and Yuji Lanlan stood respectfully to his sides.
Manmiao had a slender yet voluptuous figure, skin as white as snow and silky black hair. She stared at Feiyun with a tender smile on her face.
The old man had bright eyes as he also gazed at him before letting out kind laughter: “Little Miao, he’s your husband? Very good.”
“Of course.” Her cheeks turned red.
“Little Lan, you need to work harder. Her husband’s talents are extraordinary. It should be peak historical.”
“Peak historical? Senior Sister, you’re at this level now too?” Lanlan had a surprised look on her face.
“I have reached the barrier before Nirvana, I’m sure I’ll break through soon.” Manmiao nodded.
The ancestor happily sighed: “Peak historical, wow. This is still a top-level talent even in the sixth central dynasty. Even the ancient paradises would pursue and compete for one. Little Miao, the five dynasties are a shallow pond, it’ll be a waste of your talents to stay here. I’;l think of a way to get you to the sixth dynasty, that’s a better place for you to develop.”
He was the First Disciple of the Sacred Palace Lord and had been to the sixth central dynasty before. He was only considered a mid to high-level genius there, not at the top. He couldn’t compete with the others and eventually return to Rakshasa.
He cultivated for another three thousand years and became the leading ancestor here.
This was a being older than both the Jin Empress and the heretical king. His talents weren’t as good as these two but after years of accumulation, he had a powerful foundation and couldn’t be weaker than those two.
“Thank you, Ancestor.” Manmiao happily said.
“I should have cultivated with him first if I knew about this.” Lanlan frowned slightly.
“Haha, it’s not too late to do it now, Junior Sister. You’re at first-level Nirvana and he’ll be there soon too, it’s the best time to dual cultivate.” Manmiao teased her once-superior junior sister.
“You’re okay with this?” Lanlan said seriously.
“Of course… wait, are you serious? You’re the king of Rakshasa.” Manmiao noticed how serious she was.
“Feng Feiyun has a bad reputation but in reality, he’s rather loyal. You won’t become his main wife through dual cultivation but won’t be thrown away either. This is fine, in my opinion.” The ancestor became serious as well.
“Ancestor, we’ll both have the same husband then…” Manmiao found this hard to believe.
“You’re against it?” The ancestor smiled.
“Not really, it’ll just be a little strange.” She shook her head.
“This won’t be a problem.” The ancestor looked at the two and sighed: “Women shouldn’t rely on men to survive but you still need to know when to borrow their influence and power, especially given your cultivation choice. You can reach the heaven in one step or fall to the abyss of hell. This is just the reality of dual cultivation and you must accept it.”
Both the girls got on their knees and bowed. This was their path and there was no turning back.
“Little Miao, help your junior sister but don’t rush it. Wait until he’s at the first or second level of Nirvana. It’ll be more effective for her then.” The ancestor concluded.
The two exchanged glances and had a complicated smile. This was just the way of dual cultivation.
***
Feng Feiyun alone destroyed two great powers and shocked the spectators.
Some became spirited, especially the army inside the capital. They seemed to be on drugs and were ready to make their way out and kill their enemies.
A few on the walls were too excited and began swinging their weapons as if they were fighting already.
Long Luofu stared coldly at Feng Feiyun while not showing any emotion. She looked like the statue of an emperor, as calm as can be.
Another general came and asked her to let them join the battle.
“Wait longer.” She gazed at the battle between Supreme and Godfiend before replying.
The battle between the ancient coffin and the King of Abnormalities was coming to an end. The latter was completely suppressed with blood streaming down its gigantic body like waterfalls.
The ancient coffin suddenly opened, revealing a faint expanse within like a galaxy. A terrible aura engulfed the area.
The king tried to flee but a bloody claw from the coffin grabbed its lower half, ripping the thing in two.
It still kept on running and disappeared from sight, lucky enough to stay alive. Nonetheless, it was seriously wounded and needed to run back to the Yang World to recover.
Unfortunately, it was ambushed by the second and fourth Venerable of Yang, resulting in death.
Meanwhile, the battle in the air finally ended with an unexpected result. Godfiend couldn’t devour the goddess. On the contrary, it was refined by her faith power.
She became holier with a greater aura, looking like a true god.
“Now!” Long Luofu released a golden scroll floating in the sky and commanded: “Slay the dragons and reclaim the land!"
