Su Jing’s cultivation was very advanced, but his knowledge of formations was far from those formation saint masters.
His formation was created by Supreme Saint Jiuling and named “Jiuling Blood Sea Formation.” One must use the blood of a member of the Jiuling Divine Bird Race to draw the patterns in order to unleash its greatest power.
After the formation was created, Su Jing said to Zhang Ruochen, “Now, the Jiuling Blood Sea Formation can stop a first step Saint King’s attacks. This is the strongest formation that I can set up.”
In Guanghan Field, Su Jing’s formation skills were in the top 100. One could say that he was a grandmaster in the Formation Way.
But a formation that could only stop a first step Saint King was clearly not enough to stop the attacks from Cloud Field.
“If my Spiritual Power and formation skills improve more,” Su Jing said, “and I reach the saint master level, my Jiuling Blood Sea Formation would be able to stop even sixth step Saint Kings. Unfortunately, that step is too hard. Right now, there are only four formation saint masters in the entire Guanghan Field.
“For a major world, it’s harder to develop a formation saint master than a Supreme Saint.
“But I have other tactics.”
Su Jing struck with the origin nine feathers of Supreme Saint Jiuling, stabbing them into nine places of the formation. They combined together.
He was going all out to guard the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo!
“As long as a Spiritual Power Saint activates the formation and feathers at the same time, this formation can stop a sixth step Saint King.”
Su Jing spoke proudly, but he was also hinting at Zhang Ruochen to not be worried. With this formation’s protection, the defense of the dojo was as sturdy as a steel wall.
Zhang Ruochen was still worried.
So many top Saints from Cloud Field had died, including Bai Ran and King Yi. How could they leave them alone?
Even though it wasn’t likely that someone stronger than a sixth step Saint King would appear, what if they did?
“I also have some tactics that may strengthen the defenses even more,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Su Jing was a bit shocked. “You also study formations?”
“I know a little bit.”
Zhang Ruochen walked toward the edge of the Jiuling Blood Sea Formation. Then, he pressed onto the ground and activated spatial power. The space twisted into a spatial maze.
Su Jing followed behind Zhang Ruochen. Sensing carefully, he discovered that the twisted space was actually connected in strange ways.
It was like an invisible maze.
More terrifying than a maze. The cultivator could destroy a maze, but if they tried to destroy a spatial maze, his force could fall back on him.
The spatial rules had already been distorted and unclear.
“No wonder they say the ancient ways are terrifying. This Zhang Ruochen has only set up a spatial maze, and even I find it troublesome. If I’m stuck inside, I might not be able to get out.”
“This spatial maze is combined with the Jiuling Blood Sea Formation. No matter how many strong cultivators from Cloud Field come, there’s no way they can break into the dojo!”
Su Jing looked at Zhang Ruochen’s backside with amazement. Inside, he also lamented, This is a true talent! When I was young, I was also a top talent of Guanghan Field, but compared to him, I’m too average.
After setting up the spatial maze, Zhang Ruochen finally let out a long sigh. He’d used up too much Spiritual Power and was exhausted.
This feeling was like a regular person not having slept for three days and nights. His head felt heavy and his body was extraordinarily weak.
Su Jing was quite impressed by Zhang Ruochen. “You’ve just experienced a bloody battle and then used great Spiritual Power to set up the spatial maze. You must be tired, right? Take a rest!”
Zhang Ruochen nodded. He took out a divine pill for recovering energy. Swallowing it, he closed his eyes and rested for a while.
When he’d recovered a bit, Zhang Ruochen stood up immediately to check if there were holes in the spatial maze. After checking, he finally said, “Our current formation is only defense. It’s not that intimidating for the cultivators who want to conquer Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo.”
Su Jing’s heart jumped. “You have other plans?”
“Yes.” Zhang Ruochen nodded and pushed out a smile. “I can put it to use, so let’s try it.”
He extended a finger and pointed into the sky. Catching a time print, he started drawing with his finger, carving a print to speed up time.
Ever since he’d witnessed how terrifying the time formation was in Zuling Field, Zhang Ruochen had been studying it.
The Time and Space Secret Guide also had records of time formations. In the formation, time flowed faster and could make a cultivator’s lifespan decrease soundlessly.
It seemed like an instant, but one year had actually passed.
It seemed like 15 minutes, but a Saint’s cultivation was wiped out completely, turning from a beautiful youth to a white-haired elder close to his grave.
However, controlling time was much harder than controlling space. Even setting up a crude time formation was ten times harder than the spatial formation.
Zhang Ruochen held the Time and Space Secret Guide. Sometimes, he stopped to research; sometimes, he reached out to draw a time print; other times, he closed his eyes to rest.
In the dojo, Mi Ling’s eyes filled with an impressed color. “The Priest is already so strong, but he’s still studying and creating a safer environment for us. What other excuses do we have to slack off?”
Su Qingling and Wen Shucheng both nodded. They walked to the image of truth left behind by the Tree God and started to study it as quickly as possible.
The closest group of Cloud Field cultivators hurried over to the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo. The group consisted of more than 40 beings. They stopped about 100 miles away.
A beautiful young woman from the Insect Race looked up and exclaimed, “Look, that’s King Yi’s body. It’s…actually hanging from the Osmanthus tree.”
The Osmanthus tree halfway up Mirror Fragrance Cliff was huge.
King Yi’s broken corpse hung from a tree branch and swung lightly in the cold wind. In addition, there were more than 20 other saintly corpses also hanging from the tree. It looked tragic.
Seeing this, the Cloud Field cultivators were furious. It was like fire burned within.
“We came too late. I didn’t think Zhang Ruochen was so powerful that even King Yi and Bai Ran weren’t his match and were killed.”
One of the Insect Race cultivators with a strong bloodline yelled, “Kill and take the dojo back! Tear Zhang Ruochen into a million pieces!”
King Ghost Centipede stopped them with a serious expression. “Calm down! Zhang Ruochen could kill King Yi. Do you think he can’t kill you all?”
The King Ghost Centipede was a seven-spiked divine centipede and was a fourth step Saint King. He wasn’t any weaker than King Yi.
“Are we just going to give up on this?” Those Insect cultivators were unsatisfied.
King Ghost Centipede looked in the direction of the Mirror Fragrance Cliff Dojo. “We’re at a disadvantage if we attack the dojo now. According to the rules of the Truth Godly Palace, the cultivators of a world can kill those who break into their dojo. But the people who break in can’t kill cultivators of that world. They can only drive them away and conquer the dojo.
“In other words, if I attack the dojo, I can only heavily injure those Guanghan Field cultivators, but they can kill us.”
One of the cultivators who hadn’t come to the Truth Godly Palace before asked, “What if I make a mistake and kill one of them?”
“Then, the Truth Godly Palace will sentence you to death,” King Ghost Centipede said. “The Truth Godly Palace doesn’t forbid fighting, but it does forbid killing. If you break into someone else’s dojo and kill, you’ll be punished even more.
“I suspect that King Yi was restricted because he didn’t dare to break the rules of the Truth Godly Palace. He couldn’t use many of his tactics, so he ended up getting killed instead.”
King Ghost Centipede had fought with King Yi before. He didn’t believe that King Yi would lose to a half-step Saint King, so that’s why he made that guess.
“Is that… Zhang Ruochen?”
The Insect cultivator who’d transformed into a beautiful woman saw a young figure outside the dojo. He held a book in his hands and read the content while drawing something with his hands.
King Ghost Centipede narrowed his eyes. “He has a powerful aura. It must be him. There can’t be a second young figure who’s as strong as him in Guanghan Field.”
“What is he doing?”
King Ghost Centipede didn’t know what Zhang Ruochen was doing either. Frowning, he said, “He seems to be studying the contents of the book.”
“Who cares what he’s doing? Take him down. Even if we can’t kill him, we should dismember him and break down his mind. Torture him until he commits suicide.”
An Insect Race cultivator who’d reached the first step Saint King level had fury burning in his heart. He transformed into a huge silver bug with a lion’s head and pounced at Zhang Ruochen.
King Ghost Centipede wanted to stop him, but he was a step too late.
King Ghost Centipede immediately transformed into ghostly mist and pursued him, afraid that an accident would occur. What if Kuang Lian was tricked by Zhang Ruochen? He would probably follow in King Yi and Bai Ran’s path.
Kuang Lian was very strong. He was only a bit weaker than the Five-Elemental Woman beside Shang Ziyan.
Zhang Ruochen was fully focused on studying the time formation. He snapped out of it when he heard a lion’s roar and looked into the distance. He saw blinding silver light rise up on the horizon. Overpowering saintly might rushed toward him.
“I am Saint King Kuang Lian from Cloud Field. Zhang Ruochen, how do you want to die?”
A Saint King with a lion’s head and insect’s body rushed out of the silver light and roared at Zhang Ruochen.
“The Cloud Field cultivators came pretty quickly,” Zhang Ruochen muttered.
Then he said indifferently, “I advise you to stay away so you don’t give up your life.”
Saint King Kuang Lian was very perceptive. He noticed that the dojo didn’t activate the “equality.” Under these conditions, he naturally wouldn’t fear Zhang Ruochen.
Instead, he thought this was the best opportunity to capture Zhang Ruochen.
Zhang Ruochen had just had a great victory and was underestimating his enemies, so he could take him down easily.
Roar!
Saint King Kuang Lian charged at Zhang Ruochen.
He was very careful, but he didn’t notice that he’d already stepped into Zhang Ruochen’s spatial maze and time formation.
