Chapter 92: The Power of the Ancient Divine Formation?

  "Hand over the traitor?" sneered Zi Tianlong Huang.

  Zhuo Chang said coldly, "Alright, first hand over the traitors of the Wu Shen Temple for us to deal with! We will cut off their limbs in front of everyone and use the Soul Devouring Method to let them know the consequences of betraying the Wu Shen Temple!" He paused and continued, "As for your Dragon Clan's invasion of humanity and harming human disciples, we'll settle that score later!"

  Just like in the Wushen Sacred Realm's Wushen Space, Zhuo Chang said with great righteousness.

  No, standing in front of many strong powers of all sizes and factions, even more majestic than the Martial God Space.

  "Where are those 10 million Yuan Yang Dan?" Long Jing Tian asked indifferently.

  Zhuo Chang was taken aback: "A hundred million yuan for a Yang Dan?" Apparently, he still hadn't grasped what Long Jing Tian meant.

  "Are you saying that the announcement of the Azure Continent is false? That capturing Long Jing Tian will not yield 10 million Yuan Yang Dan? Is the Martial God Temple not acknowledging this? Or are you saying that your temple has always been like this, saying one thing but doing another?"

  Zhuo Chang and the people of Wu Shen Temple changed their faces.

  "You little brat, what are you saying?! You're a traitor of the Wu Shen Temple, how dare you criticize the Wu Shen Temple?!" Iron Family's Old Ancestor shouted.

  "Deceive the master and betray the ancestors! Deceive the master and betray the ancestors! The traitor actually dares to be so arrogant, Old Ancestor. For this kind of disciple, a hundred deaths would not be enough to atone for their sins. We will soon destroy the Dragon Clan and capture them, making them suffer all 100 punishments of the Martial God Temple before letting them die!" Gu Hai also said.

  One by one, the Taishang elders of the Martial God Temple, and the veteran elders all echoed in agreement, with a look of righteous indignation.

  Long Jingtian's face remained calm as he continued, "I've heard that the Wu Shen Temple would find fault with a particular race or clan, and before eliminating them, you'd first fabricate a crime for them. Decades ago, what crime did you pin on the Hu Ren tribe? Let me think." He turned to Zi Tian Long Huang and said, "It seems like they were also accused of brutally harming humans."

  The Purple Heaven Dragon Emperor burst out laughing: "What you said is right, Master! The Martial God Temple has always been a group of bitches!"

  Long Jing Tian's sarcasm made the people of Wu Shen Temple look extremely ugly, and Zi Tian Long Huang's sentence "bitch" made the people of Wu Shen Temple want to strangle him to death.

  The original was extremely dissatisfied with the years of doing so in the Martial God Temple, but the strong men from the large and small families who followed behind were secretly applauding and giving a big round of applause.

  Some even admired Zitian Long Huang, this sentence is simply too classic.

  Zhuo looked coldly at Long Jing Tian and Zi Tian Long Huang, a flash of killing intent in his eyes: "Good, very good, wait and see, I'll watch you kneel before us, begging for mercy. At that time, I hope you can still laugh!"

  "Which of you will go and break this small formation in Longyangu?" Zhuo Chang said to Tongtian Sword Sect's Wang Feng and others.

  Tongtian Sword Gate Wang Feng, Wan Shou Gu Du Nian and others, however, were all hesitant, clearly, no one was willing to take the lead in breaking this "small formation".

  Although Zhuo often speaks lightly, everyone knows that this little episode won't be so simple.

  It's also broken and useless, just a waste of effort.

  Zhuo's expression changed, knowing what everyone was thinking in their hearts. He silently cursed and then said: "Since that's the case, let each of our six sects send out five Saint-level cultivators to join forces and destroy this small array."

  Each faction has five saints, and there are thirty in total among the six factions!

  Such power was enough to destroy the small formation at the entrance of Longyanyu Valley in Zhuo Chang's opinion.

  Tongtian Sword Gate Wang Feng, Wan Shou Gu Du Nian and others heard this, looked at each other, then nodded in agreement with this statement.

  They also knew that in order to destroy the dragon clan and divide up the treasures of the dragon's treasure trove, they had to first break through the small array at the entrance of Longhu Valley.

  Zhuo Chang turned around and said to the crowd behind Wu Shen Temple, "Who among you is willing to go up and break through this small formation at the valley entrance with the masters of the other five sects?"

  "Alright, I'm willing to go!" said Tie Yang, the old ancestor of the Iron Family.

  Gu Hai also said: "The disciples are willing."

  In their opinion, the thirty Saints joining forces to break this small array was an easy task. This kind of thing that could gain them a good impression in front of Lao Zu and also increase their prestige in front of various sects, they naturally wanted to come forward and show off.

  Zhuo Chang heard this and his face looked a bit better. He said: "Alright, you all go and break through this small formation. When you return, I will reward your merits."

  "Thank you, Old Ancestor!" Tiyang, Guhai and others were overjoyed and respectfully said.

  However, Lei Haoxuan stood quietly behind Zhuo Chang and Jiang Bie, without saying a word, lost in thought.

  Thus, soon after, the six factions gathered thirty saint-level powerhouses.

  Tie Yang, Gu Hai and thirty others flew over to the entrance of Long Yan Valley.

  "Master, what about us?" Zi Tianlong Huang asked aloud.

  "Wait, follow what I said, Ao Zhi, send ten elders up."

  "Yes, master." Long Huang Ao Zhi responded to the order, then dispatched ten dragon clan elders to come forward and stand in the middle of Bing Bo Nan Li's Tai Ming array.

  These ten dragon elders stood in a fixed position, implying a mysterious mechanism that had been rehearsed with the dragon clan people by Long Qing before.

  "Ha! You think you can stop me with just ten people? I have thirty powerful warriors from six different factions. Do you think this is some ancient divine formation? Enough talk, attack with all your might and destroy this small array in one blow!"

  The leaders of the other five sects also gave orders at the same time.

  "Yes!"

  In an instant, thirty Saint-level powerhouses from the six factions responded in unison and made their move.

  Thirty Saint-level powerhouses made their move, and the winds in the high sky changed color. Countless fist prints, palm winds, knife auras, sword auras, and even axe shadows filled the entire high sky.

  Like a surging giant wave, it suddenly crashes towards the dike, and will destroy Longyan Valley in one blow!

  The other big and small factions followed suit, and the strong families also changed color when they saw the situation.

  Just as the six factions' thirty Saint-level powerhouses were about to attack and blast their way into Dragon Flame Valley, the ten dragon clan elders moved. Their figures suddenly shook violently, and with a single step of the Mystic Step, the entire valley entrance suddenly surged with light, and powerful forces burst forth from the earth, shooting up towards the sky.

  "Rumble! Rumble!"

  Only six factions of strong men attacked like a stormy rain, and the earth-shaking roar came one after another.

  One after another, waves of air, sword energy and knife energy spread out in all directions.

  A weak emperor-level expert from the Six Sects hurriedly circulated his true energy to break open these waves of air.

  After a while, the earth-shattering roar disappeared, the airflow, sword energy and knife energy all vanished, and everything returned to calm.

  Everyone suddenly looked towards the entrance of Long Yan Valley.

  "Huh?! How is it possible that it wasn't breached?!"

  "Dragon Clan's Great Formation, it shouldn't have such great power, right?!"

  "With ten against thirty, this is the power that only the ancient divine formation has! The dragon tribe's great array, when will it have the power of the ancient divine formation?!"

  Those onlookers from various factions were shocked when they saw that Long Yan Valley was still intact.

  The six powerful men all had disbelieving expressions on their faces.

  Long Jing Tian sneered, "The power of the Ancient God Formation? This has only just begun."