Chapter 172 The Seven-stars Soul-transfer Formation (2/2)

Inside the Coalesced Colors Hall, Perfected Immortal Qing Chen and Yuheng Zi was sitting at the positions of the stars Dubhe and Merak, both of which were aligned at Polaris, the North Star. Zi Mo and Qingfeng both assumed the positions of the stars Phecda and Megrez, with the rest of the Seven occupying the other corresponding positions of the Big Dipper constellation with Xiao Chen in a cross-legged sitting position outside the dipper-shaped formation, where the True Energies of the Jade Qing Seven flowed continuously into him in the form of seven tentacle-like conduits that shone with blinding radiance.

His eyes were calmly shut although his forehead creased with wrinkles as beads of sweat flowed ceaselessly down his face. He would never have been able to endure the pressure and weight of the powers of seven of the greatest of the land being channeled into him. Anyone else would have long been reduced to cinders by the sheer intensity of the powers.

Nevertheless, the process was a long and arduous one. A second of time passed like an eternity as he sat there, enduring the agonizing pain that gnawed at his body and soul like the searing heat of fires from hell. He remembered of the time when he rose to the Nascent Soul Realm where he underwent the trials of being scorched by flames too.

Still, the pain that he now suffered was many times stronger and more intense than what he felt then. In his past, he possessed an Immortal Body that embodied the powers nearing close to the Nascent Soul Realm which relieved much of the bitter agony then. He bit his lips, struggling against the urge to scream and roar with pain, for he feared that he might break the concentration of the seven seniors and cause irrecoverable damage.

Perfected Immortal Qing Chen had cautioned him repeatedly before the ordeal began that it would take hours before the entirety of their powers was fully channeled into him. He had been warned, that the process might last until the next morning.

Time ebbed by slowly like sands trickling down an hourglass as minutes passed with a glacial pace. Finally, the sun beckoned the coming of a new day at the faraway horizons in the East; the coming of a reckoning wrought of blood and carnage. Worried frowns and fearful murmurs began rising from the crowd for no one knew what was happening inside the great hall.

Li Muxue and the others too have come and were watching outside, worried and distressed with concern. Still, Xiao Chen has yet to emerge from the great hall.

The greys of the dawn sky turned slowly to blue, when suddenly, the ground shook violently. Heads began jerking outwards and everyone peered into the distance where the fumes of war were already beginning to rise into the sky with rumbles of explosion booming in the midst.

”The hellish spawns of the Skygale Sect is upon us! They are now being engaged by the armies of the States of Zhou and Qing!” An acolyte reported loudly.

The news sent shock and fear throughout the crowd. How could common soldiers survive when even cultivators of arcane skills were no match to these infernal minions?

Another disciple bolted into the square, his face pale like Death while he panted hard. Regaining his breath, he yelled, ”There's a force of demonic minions attacking from the South-East! More than 8,000 soldiers have been slaughtered!”

Just within minutes, woeful tidings of the demonic armies' trampling of the imperial armies pile one after another as acolytes rushed in successively to deliver the grave news again and again. The Skygale Sect had mowed down all opposition and had surrounded Yuqing Mountain in a siege.

The Elders and leaders of various sects outside began to fear the worst. The armies of the State of Zhou and Qing had given up their lives to buy time. Yet, there was still no sign from the Coalesced Colors Hall! They could not send forth reinforcements to assist the armies which were fighting a dying battle downhill, lest a direct assault by the four Elders of the Skygale Sect would be sufficient to undo everything the Jade Qing Seven had prepared for.

Only Master Xuanji, Xiaoyue, and a few others remained composed and calm despite the dire straits. ”I will lead a band of reinforcements downhill,” Master Xuanji volunteered. ”Can you hold the defenses here?”

The four Elders of the Jade Qing Sect shared dark looks among themselves. Elder Zhou spoke for his colleagues, ”No. It's best you stay, Master Xuanji.”

Everyone nodded in agreement. Master Xuanji was the strongest warrior now available. His presence was needed in case Patriarch Guanshan spearheaded a charge himself for only he possessed enough strength to pose any resistance to the most powerful founder of the Skygale Sect. But before he could object, shadows befell the peak of Yuqing Mountain. An aerial invasion! It was a force that numbered to hundreds of hostiles!

Expectedly, leading the charge from above were the four Elders of the Skygale Sect. The entire army was shrouded with a demonic aura, emanating with tremendous power that denoted their proximity to the Nascent Soul Realm.