Chapter 1683: Chapter 1780: The Power of the Ink Treasure
The imnse and oppressive Power of the Array surged forth, but Jian Angxing neither dodged nor retreated. A crimson glow flickered at the tip of his sword, and at the exact instant the force of the array ca upon him, the sword’s tip connected with the incoming energy.
In that mont, it was as if ice and fire clashed in their extremities, or as though the sharp tip of a needle t the edge of a wheat awn. The Power of the Array suddenly disintegrated, while Jian Angxing rely stepped back a short distance, unhard.
“He actually managed to block the array’s force all by himself!” Nurous disciples of the Spirit Martial Chess Sect witnessed this scene and revealed expressions of astonishnt.
The sect’s Protective SectArray was imnsely powerful—even a Great Longevity cultivator struck by its force would suffer heavy injuries. A Minor Longevity cultivator, if their flesh wasn’t resilient enough, would be obliterated entirely.
Yet, this swordsman managed to fend off the Power of the Array with nothing more than the blade in his hand. Moreover, he appeared completely unscathed, leaving the mbers of Spirit Martial Chess Sect incredulous.
Not only that, it seed Jian Angxing had gauged the strength of the array’s force. He then began to swing his sword repeatedly, unleashing one Sword Qi after another onto the Protective SectArray.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!!
A crescendo of explosions echoed. Though the array was robust, its lights began to flicker uncontrollably under the relentless assault, causing the masters within the array to grow increasingly apprehensive. They feared that this thousand-year-old formation might collapse.
“Everyone, stay calm. This sect’s array isn’t sothing that can be broken so easily. Even against a strike from an Immortal cultivator, our array will hold strong,” the Sect Master of Spirit Martial Chess Sect proclaid with composed confidence.
Indeed, Jian Angxing found it challenging to breach the Protective SectArray. Since the establishnt of Spirit Martial Chess Sect, this formation had stood steadfast, with each generation’s masters ticulously refining and enhancing its power to make it progressively stronger.
The Sect Master’s boast was no exaggeration. At the current strength of the array, even an encounter with an Immortal cultivator would not result in a swift defeat.
Of course, given enough ti, such certainty could not be guaranteed.
Seeing his continual failures to breach the formation, Jian Angxing’s gaze grew increasingly cold.
“Sand Washed by the Waves!”
The ancient crimson sword slashed horizontally. Jian Angxing unleashed his own unique sword technique.
The blade’s edge struck the array, releasing a surge of powerful Sword Qi that began to seep into the formation.
Noticing this, the Sect Master of Spirit Martial Chess Sect acted imdiately to stabilize the array, preventing excessive energy depletion.
As long as the array stood intact, Spirit Martial Chess Sect and Return to Sea Painting Studio would remain invincible within its confines. They could continuously replenish themselves with nature’s spiritual energy absorbed through the array.
Fang Lin, observing Jian Angxing’s prolonged attempts to breach the formation from a distance, said nothing and promptly handed over a treasure he had acquired from Return to Sea Painting Studio.
“Use this,” Fang Lin instructed.
Jian Angxing took the treasure, a flicker of complexity in his gaze. He did not refuse, though he remained confident that with more ti, he could dismantle the cursed array. However, such an effort would be overly taxing, both in ti and energy. Jian Angxing had no interest in exhausting resources against this seemingly impenetrable shell.
“This is my Return to Sea Painting Studio’s treasured artifact!” exclaid Master Liu, whose white hair shimred as his eyes widened. His gaze locked onto that ancient scroll in Jian Angxing’s hand.
Jian Angxing paid no heed to its value and imdiately unfurled the scroll, channeling his power into it.
Buzz!!!
In the next instant, the initially blank scroll revealed an intricately drawn palm—a lifelike, dynamic depiction.
“Not good! Master Song, push the array’s power to its maximum, or we won’t be able to hold!” Master Liu hurriedly called to the middle-aged man surnad Song.
Without hesitation or questioning, Master Song’s expression turned grave, and he propelled the array’s force to its pinnacle.
On the scroll, the drawn palm slowly vanished. When it reappeared, it was already drifting toward the center of Spirit Martial Chess Sect.
Though its movent was sluggish, the palm carried an ominous and boundless pressure, as if an Immortal cultivator had descended.
Within that scroll lay the essence of an Immortal’s treasured artifact. Activated by Jian Angxing, it now mirrored the full-force attack of an Immortal cultivator upon Spirit Martial Chess Sect.
The mbers inside the array paled in terror. The dreadful aura emanating from the palm was unlike anything they had ever experienced—far surpassing even the level of a Great Longevity cultivator.
“You Return to Sea Painting Studio concealed such an artifact, yet failed to bring it forth? And now look—it’s been seized and turned against us!” grumbled Sect Master Song bitterly, his frustration and reproach clear.
Master Liu wore a pained expression and couldn’t utter a single defense. He had never imagined that Fang Lin’s group, taking a different route, would pillage Return to Sea Painting Studio. Had he known sooner, he would have brought all of the studio’s people and treasures with him, sparing himself this humiliating predicant.
The palm drifted closer, unnervingly slow, but its nacing presence grew with every mont, tightening the nerves of both sects. None dared to blink, fearing the array might fail to contain its power.
Finally, the palm collided with the array.
Silence reigned for a brief mont, followed by an explosion of terrifying energy. The array trembled violently, like a lone leaf amidst a tempestuous ocean. It withstood a relentless barrage and seed on the verge of collapse at any instant.
anwhile, the energy in the palm surged incessantly, growing stronger with each wave. No one could predict when it might be exhausted.
Grinding his teeth, Sect Master Song exerted every ounce of his strength to stabilize the array. Elders within Spirit Martial Chess Sect also joined in, channeling their power into the formation.
After roughly half a cup’s worth of tea ti, the palm’s energy finally waned and dispersed. The array, though battered, remained intact.
“We’ve managed to hold out,” Sect Master Song muttered, drenched in sweat and visibly pale from overexertion.
Yet, his mood remained grim. Although the array had survived, its power was significantly depleted. If faced with another similar assault, the formation might not endure.
“Master Liu, we should deploy the Picture of Ten Thousand Beasts as soon as possible. Depleting the strength of these four individuals is the key strategy. The array needs ti to replenish its energy,” Sect Master Song advised Return to Sea Painting Studio’s Master Liu.
Master Liu nodded. Fang Lin and his companions had raided his studio; hence, he harbored thoughts of exacting revenge. Naturally, he was not hesitant to utilize the Picture of Ten Thousand Beasts.
Without delay, Master Liu ford hand seals. The Picture of Ten Thousand Beasts, hovering above Spirit Martial Chess Sect, released earth-shattering roars of ferocious beasts, causing the skies to darken and the winds to howl.
In an instant, the picture seemingly ca alive. One dreadful Evil Beast after another erged from its surface, their Demon Qi saturating the Nine Heavens.
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