AST 1838 - Five Village Immortal Sect, Heavenly Fate Parry’s miraculous effects (1/2)

AST 1838 - Five Village Immortal Sect, Heavenly Fate Parry’s Miraculous Effects

Instantly, the experts of Sacred Mountain melded into a single whole, as the flags Qing Shui set down drew the eyes of the dragon, allowing the unassuming formation to seem mystical and formidable.

Sheng Jun’s shock was also spectacular. She had no idea Qing Shui was this formidable in this area. She herself had dabbled in the arts and she could set up her own formations, but she was nothing more than an ant in terms of formations when compared to him.

She finally saw where this man’s confidence had come from; perhaps this formation was the key to their victory.

Qing Shui was satisfied with his current strength; the changes in the Five Elements Divine Flag allowed him to breakthrough from the rut he was in, enabling him to go further than he ever could have otherwise.

Qing Shui had been enamored with what he discovered on the other side upon stepping through the gates. The formations he knew were fragile, much like the difference between pay-to-win players and free-to-play players in online games from the past. There was simply no comparison, as one of the former could handle ten of the latter easily.

Qing Shui’s methods of casually improving the formation had allowed this formation to leap dozens of times in strength, a terrifying force to be reckoned with.

“Now the two of us can work together to kill them. You can be at ease about those guys.” Qing Shui smiled.

“You’re becoming more and more enigmatic. Do you know the strongest sect specializing in formations? Are you perhaps from there?” Sheng Jun looked at Qing Shui strangely.

“I can pledge, that I’m definitely not from there. Also, what is the name of that power?” Qing Shui was curious.

“Five Village Immortal Sect!” Sheng Jun looked at Qing Shui earnestly.

Qing Shui tried to recall anything, but he shook his head, “I don’t recognize them, but with the moniker of Immortal Sect, they should be really powerful.”

Qing Shui found this name quite strange, but he didn’t inquire further, as perhaps he would meet them in the future. If he did, he had to experience the specialty of the strongest formation sect on the continent.

“Powerful, they’re far beyond powerful. They’re a unique existence capable of trapping and killing experts ten times stronger than them and a thousand times as numerous as them. They specialize in subterfuge and capable of borrowing the Heavenly Dao to a ridiculous extent, making assassins look like fools.” Sheng Jun looked at Qing Shui as he said.

“So awesome…”

Qing Shui let slip a phrase from his previous world, making Sheng Jun speechlessly glare at him. The people in the Nine Continents did not use this phrase often and even when he used to say it here, only Qing Shui himself would understand it.

Qing Shui chuckled; he didn’t know what Sheng Jun was thinking, but it seemed that the opponents were tired of waiting. They disregarded the massive formation here as they mistakenly assumed it to be of the deceptive variety.

“Punk, do you dare come out for a duel?” The lead brute hollered at Qing Shui.

Qing Shui was noticeably shocked, as he didn’t expect this brute to like duels. It was obvious that he was nothing in their eyes and this result was better—he also wanted to duel the enemy, but he didn’t think that it would go through.

After seeing Qing Shui’s stunned expression, the brute yelled again, “So you’re just a coward. Even if I gave you a woman you wouldn’t dare touch her.”

While Qing Shui was still in a daze, this brute began taunting him, but Qing Shui wasn’t very angry with the brute’s disdain and taunts, since he didn’t treat the opponent as an equal at all. Though he was powerful, at this point, he couldn’t even harm Qing Shui.

Qing Shui’s ability to take a hit was already exceptional and with the Parry Heavenly Fate Treasure Pagoda, he was confident that he could firmly suppress his opponent.