Formations were split into three categories: Defensive, Offensive and Utility. Defensive didn't just an barriers. In fact, most defensive formations carried out attacks too. The fundantal difference with their offensive counterpart is that the defensive formations covered a large area, and relied only on a relic plus the formation controller's strength. Offensive formations, however, could channel the strength of legions of experts, and make them overlap to turn weaklings into God-deterring terrors.
The Hundred Insect Altar, Harun's second Sect Wonder, wasn't rely a self-running toxic beast factory, but could also produce a defensive formation shrouding a 300 square kiloters area. The cultivation altar on top of the figurine pyramid released a force-field that spread and trapped the deities, celestials and mortals in a zone where the Serpent Totem and its Toxic Beast Formation held sway.
The centipedes, scorpions, bees, moths, butterflies, and so many other varieties of unique toxic beasts beca a dark-green smoke cloud that blotted out the deities' sight. Instantly, the God that most dreaded the Serpent Totem's bloodline was surrounded by a jet of green smoke. The twelve others snapped out of their trancescattering to various spots. And as the disturbed regained their battle intent, the smoke jet dispersed, revealing their peer's corroded skeleton. Blessed by Heaven's Will, a God's corpse could endure epochs with no sign of decomposition. But don't ntion a full body. Even the bones looked like they'd turn into ground powder within secondsthey did.
Instantly, in the celestials and deities' eyes, the dark-green cloud beca a smiling nightmare that promised them cold and fatal embraces. Let's not even ntion the mortal soldiers, who'd seen much more than they ever desired to. At this point, fear wasn't even the problem. They just stood there, stupefied, neither advancing nor retreating.
The Serpent Totem's head peeked over the toxic cloudits slit eyes carrying a deep, and tyrannical force that for a second, convinced many of the deities that it wasn't a re beast, but an ancient and wrathful emperor that stood before their divine assembly. Sha replaced the fear, rage surged anew, but from the beginning to now, three maintained their cool.
"Hahaha. At best, that's a third-level Ascending God's strength. If that's all you got, please die for ." The Fla Spirit King chortled and arched his head back. Red-flas gushed forth, turning the belligerent deity into an inextinguishable blaze, from which a pair of flaming eyes t the Serpent Totem's stare without a silver of dread.
Five red gates appeared at the Fla Spirit King's back, and from them, blood-red crows of quasi-God strength popped out. And if the pressure of five new entities half-a-step into God territory wasn't enough, each of those Door Gods led a host of 100,000 divine soldiersthat all possessed the strength of a Celestial Knight. They stood in an impeccable military order, masterfully controlled by the Fla Spirit King's five Door Gods.
"All those that rejected our Divine Path for foreign or new bridges, are either incompetent wastes, or unredeemable fools. So what if deities have a harder ti mastering the mysteries? This land exists by Heaven's Will, and we who carry itshall forever rule supre!" The Fla Spirit King exclaid, and the aura of a fifth-level Ascending God filled the bloody-sky, forcing all mortals on their knees. Sheltered by the Serpent Totem, Gulseni and the brides avoided this insult, yet had to admit that this aura alone made them powerless.
The armored deity that almost wiped out Gulseni's group stepped forward. "I do not often agree with you, but on this one, our minds are in sync," he said and reached out, summoning a bronze war hamr laced with blood veins. Five bronze gates opened behind him, unleashing five armored bulls of quasi-God strengthleading a Divine Host of 500,000 Celestial Knights.
"Ants often find ways to justify their failings. This foolishness is akin to a shark wanting to turn into a monkey to explore the sea's depths," an elegant and shapely goddess with black-white hair drawn back in a chignon chid in, and released the sa terrifying aura and manpower as the other two. In her case, however, it was an army of 500,000 fairies led by five stately cranes.
Granted, Heaven suppressed Celestials and Gods in mystery cultivation, but the tradeoff was clear. Each Ascending God represented a Divine Host. Each Heavenly God represented a Divine Court. And each Empyrean Monarch reigned on an Internal Heaven, a Divine World of epic proportions. Gods were factions on their own.
At first, when the Grand Cataclysm nearly destroyed the Heavenly Dream Land, when the Elental Fusion and Dream Seer bridges showed up, innurable deities considered Path Defection. No one wanted to suffer the monstrous beasts' fates, and above that, many yearned for the freedom those new bridges offered. The Elental Fusion bridge, in particular, enabled high-level divine cultivators to transfer their strength through a unique ritual, and not start from scratch.
But as the deities faltered, and the Hundred Infernal Years brewed, Silav, who at the cataclysm's start was severely injured by an unknown expertcompleted his Mandatebecoming the first known True Emperor in the Heavenly Dream Land's history. Unlike Dilnaz and the Beast Emperors who first got enlightennt into the Devil Stones, Silav completed it with zero external help, and after snatching several Devil Stones in cosmic clashes, was hailed by the Heavenly Dream Land's cultivators as the Immortal Emperor.
His fa now eclipsed Nakula, the three Empyrean Emperors, and pursued his grandfather's. With that magnificent example, Gods regained their confidence. And after over 150 years of constant warfare, many talents ergedopenly scorning the other paths. Xerzan of the Barbaric Demon Stronghold was the pri example.
"Be careful. The Fla Spirit King, Armored Bull Commander, and Uncorrupted Crane Mistress, are household nas in the Second Range. During the Hundred Infernal Years, they've killed several sa-level experts, and aren't to be underestimated." Gulseni warned the Serpent Totem, who bobbed his head in understanding.
The Serpent Totem stretched his clawed hands out, and from his colossal fra, Sovereign Essence gushed alongside terrible Elental Yin Essence. Though the deities knew about the mythical Sovereign Essence, having never experienced it firsthand, they couldn't recognize it. Gulseni did, but if at first she didn't understand why the Totem could use one of the true self's signature abilitiesbelieving that the connection between the two allowed feats like this, she didn't think much of it.
A terrifying clash thus erupted.
anwhile, Harun and Jiyan stepped into the Obsidian Soul Stone mine. But instead of a dimly lit cavern layered with abundant mineralswith narrow passageways that'd make a claustrophobic man quiver to no endthey got sky-high cavern walls embedded with radiant stones that illuminated the mine with an almost blinding, red light.
Every three seconds, the stones lost their luster, throwing the space-law defying mine into complete darkness. Relying on their potent senses, Harun and Jiyan remained alert of their surroundings, ignoring the disturbing phenonon to focus on the exploration.
A vast concentration of Yin, Death and Soul Essence filled this area. But on top of those, the pair felt an abundance of Earth, tal and Blood Essence. Just this environnt that'd speed up the cultivation of those six Mysteries, made the Obsidian Soul Stone mine a cultivation treasure house. But as the two crossed the rugged ground, they didn't doubt they just scratched the surface.
From ti to ti, the distant screams of the Soul Refining Hall's disciples echoedreminding the pair that they'd step into a slaughterhouse.
At the intersection of two roads, the red light dimd. An armored fist large enough to squash two heads erged from Harun's right, aiming straight for his skull.
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