"He is really good to you."
Below, ng Yu was arranging the formation uprightly, while above, the Nascent Soul Master and many Golden Cores were watching everything.
...
"Ah, if only I had the Blood Sea Grand Formation Map."
ng Yu sighed as he took a storage bag from a cultivator's body.
Having killed so many cultivators, if he could have the formation diagram of the Blood Sea, he could fill it in right now.
Outsiders saw him as always busy, but in reality, he was quite at leisure.
Arranging the formation was Mirror Twelve's task, and the Spiritual Energy was also provided by Mirror Twelve; he just needed to continue scavenging these war trophies to get more resources.
"Stop dreaming about the Blood Sea Formation. This way is better for you. Could you bring the Blood Sea Formation into a Second or Third Grade Minor World? Do you want to be hunted by the whole world?"
Mirror Twelve multitasked efficiently, arranging formations, explaining to ng Yu, and replenishing his True Qi—Mirror Twelve was limited like a faucet with a flow restrictor, but he wasn't worried about so clever tricks.
"Alright, the enemy is here. I'll lurk underground. Divine Sense will contact you at any ti. Do you need help triggering the formation?"
"No need, it would be noticed as abnormal, and besides, I won't be in any trouble. At worst, I'll return to the Immortal Sect."
Mirror Twelve did not object and subrged into an underground fissure.
ng Yu took out a small stove from the storage bag, placed Spiritual Water and tea leaves in the teapot, and the small fla in the stove slowly roasted the teapot.
He had read about Guan Yu warming wine to slay Hua Xiong and found it interesting; now it's ti to brew a pot of tea.
The next mont, two groups of enemy cultivators had arrived, looking at the well-arranged Great Formation, and, without any hesitation, they began their attack.
The Nascent Soul Master watched from above, their previous defeat being a disgrace. Hence, this ti after the two groups converged, the command from above was clear: Attack.
Since the battle ended, ng Yu had been continuously setting up formations non-stop, without a mont's rest. His True Qi was now exhausted, and both his body and spirit were at their lowest. Now, strike!
Forget about the Five Elents, the Four Symbols, or the Two Elents Array; even the most sinister formations must follow basic principles. Now with Golden Cores guiding from above and an Array Master within the team, ng Yu's formation, although stunning, was a Second Order Formation. Can't you break through with 2,500 people?
Moreover, this hastily arranged Great Formation must have many oversights and problems, right?
"Co on."
ng Yu shuddered in his hands and charged at the enemy.
The second battle was even more perilous. With Mirror Twelve and alchemical elixirs' help, his Spiritual Energy had recovered by seventy percent, but the enemies had also understood his weaknesses, doubling their numbers and quadrupling their combat power!
Then, let the battle continue!
Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise, the Five Elents operated, with Earth, Fire, Water, Wind!
...
Half an hour later.
ng Yu now had two additional sword wounds on his body, and his True Qi had been depleted by another half, but the enemy's attacks remained overwhelming and relentless.
Not bad, not bad at all. The performance of the Eternal Night Palace's Cultivator Legion exceeded his expectations, but thinking about it made sense, given that there were eyes watching from above!
...
anwhile, the Golden Cores in the sky experienced heartfelt pain as precious Foundation Establishnt cultivators died below, one future seed after another turned into corpses. A team of more than 2,000, who had thought they would achieve an overwhelming victory, was shocked by the resistance of ng Yu's Five Elents Formation!
ng Yu, agile as a monkey, blended with the Five Elents Formation, constantly making quick strikes and fighting back and forth.
Even though the Eternal Night Palace had destroyed two of the Five Elents Formations, they paid a heavy price. Sohow, this man simply maneuvered and transford it into the Three Talents Formation while continuing to fight, thinking of restoring the destroyed formations (with guidance from Mirror Twelve)!
The battle was incredibly stifling, like an army that had given up heavy weaponry and entered urban warfare with the enemy familiar with the terrain. Unable to utilize their major moves, the enemy felt like elusive spirits!
We should be able to win!
...
Another hour passed by, and the blood battle continued. All five of the Five Elents Formations had been completely destroyed.
"It's about ti to leave," said Mirror Twelve to ng Yu.
The second battle was bloodier than the first. The number of enemies had doubled, and their combat power had multiplied even more. If not for Mirror Twelve consistently using Divine Sense to prompt ng Yu, telling him about the formation's operation and reminding him of the enemies' tactics, ng Yu might have been defeated already.
"It's sowhat reluctant."
ng Yu's True Qi was depleted by sixty percent, approaching the red line he had set for himself. His gold-threaded soft armor and armor were covered with scars. The complete immunity to injuries was not intact, and he was almost unable to hold on.
However, the enemy was also at their limit. Of the 2,500-person team, only over 800 remained. The bravest and most desperate had died, leaving those who had survived a brutal arena, their morale greatly damaged.
"Yes, it is a bit disappointing."
These three teams, closest to ng Yu, once wiped out, would give ng Yu four or five hours of rest ti. Then, whether in formations or recuperation, he could play countless tricks.
ng Yu could eliminate these 800 people, thanks to Mirror Twelve intermittently replenishing Spiritual Energy, but if he really fought, all his Spiritual Energy would be depleted. If there were any ergencies then, it would be problematic.
It's not worth it. A red line is a red line. Caution is necessary.
He prepared to leave, even at the risk of revealing his knowledge of Teleportation Magic.
...
"Everyone, we're about to win!"
The team was rallied one last ti by a leader from the Eternal Night Palace.
Eight hundred, enough.
"Just now, soone struck ng Yu on the head with a stick, and soone else stabbed him in the thigh. All his Five Elents Formation has been levelled. Everyone, co on, follow !"
He drew his sword, unable to retreat or dare to retreat, with Nascent Souls and Golden Cores watching from the sky, winning would bring everything, death would bring compensation, but fleeing would lead to the annihilation of his clan!
The surge of troops rushed towards ng Yu.
The decisive battle was right then!
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