674 Supreme Cloud the Obstacle (1/2)
With a cold chuckle, lightning suddenly erupted in the sky in a dazzling display of brilliance.
The lightning strikes in the sky were ceaseless as if they were about to end the world. They continued to flare in a spectacle of furious power, but the Ma-i Sect stood their ground after a brief moment of uncertainty upon confronting the raw energy. The Grand Elder and the sect leader could even discern that while the lightning strikes were on a rampage and would persist for a while, much of the executer's spiritual energy would be depleted if the opponents could not be wiped out in one go. This was especially true when the executor was faced with formations that hardly wavered and possessed incredibly strong defenses like the Ma-i Sect did.
No matter how impressive the attacker's cultivation base was or how magical his cultivation method, it was only temporal. The advantage was ultimately on the Ma-i Sect's side. After all, the constellation formation worked mainly due to the cooperation of over a hundred people – it was simply not something a single man could fight against.
However, just as the Ma-i Sect's higher authorities were confident that the victory was ultimately theirs, a deep voice hollered again in the sky, ”Harvest!”
Before the word could ricochet in the air, a chorus of cries suddenly erupted from the Ma-i Sect members, seemingly without reason. The Grand Elder's gaze followed the sound only to discover in shock that a fog of blood had materialized amongst them. The spray of blood was flying towards the sky, converging to become a blood cloud that hovered over the horizon.
The Ma-i Sect's prized skill, the Deva of a Hundred and Eight Constellations Formation was powerful and equipped with excellent defensive strength, enabling the members to deflect the disastrous lightning and preventing them from death, but it did not mean that they were not hurt in the process. Differences were present among the cultivation bases of the Ma-i disciples and many of whose cultivation bases were weaker among the injured. While the injuries were not severe and would not affect their combat power, they were still wounds after all. Facing the sudden command of 'Harvest', a large amount of blood was lost from the wounds of those who were injured.
The outcome of massive instant blood loss was light-headedness, panic, and flagging strength. In just the blink of an eye – while the lightning strikes were still rampant - dozens of men were already dead, killed by the abrupt attack.
It truly took only an instant for the Ma-i Sect's renowned constellation formation to be broken.
The twist was unexpected. The Grand Elder, Wang Changfeng, was already regaining his composure but his repose vanished instantly as he cried out, ”Nine Supremes? Yutang's Nine Supremes?”
The wind whistled, clouds stirred, lightning and thunder went wild, and the fog of blood colored the sky. If Wang Changfeng was unable to guess who the person was, he could quit the martial world already.
A snigger rang out as a greyish shadow appeared in the sky. ”By defying your ancestral edicts and leaving the mountain to partake in the hegemony of empires, the Ma-i Sect is asking for its own end! Your grandmaster can't penalize all of you personally, so I shall do it for him to stay true to his name and reputation!”
”Indeed, I, am Yutang's Nine Supremes; Supreme Cloud of Nine Supremes. Cloud over the world and decide upon your final fate I shall!”
The dazzling glint of saber light flashed amidst the growl. The man sneered, ”I could kill all of you discreetly but I am worried that you all may die in bewilderment. It doesn't give me satisfaction. This is why I stepped forward to play with you, so all of you can leave the Nine Springs without regrets – so that you may die in peace.”
Yutang's Nine Supremes! It was Supreme Cloud who greeted the world and extended his killing spree.
Wang Changfeng and Ge Zuheng no longer looked confident as the color drained from their faces. At this point in time, both of them felt the pressure on them were greater than it had been just now.
Their ancestral edict back then stated clearly that they were not to partake in the hegemony of empires. Being informed that Dongxuan was destined to be the sole ruler over Tianxuan, however, they were finally swayed, and they sent elite experts off the mountain to assist the blessed country.
They had thought that they could demolish Yutang directly and establish themselves as the national sect of Dongxuan, thereby gaining the force of the national providence and setting their foundation to becoming the unassailable sect.
Who could have known that the so-called blessed country – the destined empire, Dongxuan – had lost, despite having the advantage!
Their sect members had just arrived at the army base and joined their first battle, but Dongxuan was then defeated!