latelenovela Chapter 1744
Chapter 1744
The Dao of Sound is ever-changing, and each cultivator develops a different Dao rhythm.
At this moment, the sonic attack unleashed by the bats in the array, powered by the formation, was clearly a sinister and treacherous mind-controlling technique—the sonic waves contained tiny, needle-like soul thorns that specifically targeted the weak points in a cultivator's sea of consciousness, making them impossible to defend against.
Lin Yuqiong's strength was already unmatched among those of the same realm, but the opponent was clearly well-prepared, not only with a large number of people, but also with many rare items that could counter the secret techniques of Qilin City.
With the added advantage of this strange combined formation, after several exchanges, he was already struggling to keep up and was being suppressed at every turn.
Just as that enormous, hideous bat phantom, accompanied by a deafening sonic boom, lunged at the Qilin chariot—
Wow!
Suddenly, ripples appeared in the mustard seed space beside Lin Yuqiong, and a figure in black appeared out of thin air. The young man had long, snow-white hair that reached his waist, a handsome face, and a firm gaze; it was none other than Chen Xuan, who had been teleported out.
Facing the bat formation so close at hand, Chen Xuan's lips curled into a frivolous smile, and his thoughts stirred slightly.
Whew —
An invisible and intangible pressure from the Great Dao suddenly spread out.
"Certainly!"
The moment the Great Dao of Time began to operate, the surrounding void for hundreds of miles seemed to be slowed down, its flow rate suddenly decreased, and it almost froze.
The bat formation's greatest strength lies in using sonic waves to suppress the soul and then delivering a fatal blow with lightning speed. However, its speed has been reduced to a snail's pace, making it no different from a lamb to the slaughter for cultivators.
However, while the Great Dao of Time could temporarily slow down the surrounding flow, it did not hinder the cultivators' thought processes. The thoughts of everyone in the formation remained clear, which was precisely why they felt even more terrified.
"This... This is the Great Dao of Time?! The Great Dao of Time that even True Immortals and Heavenly Gods might not be able to master?!" Someone screamed, their voice filled with disbelief and fear.
"Impossible! How could such a supreme Dao be mastered by a junior in the early stage of the Void Reversal Realm?!"
"It's over... We're trapped by the Great Path of Time, there's no way we can escape!"
"I'm not reconciled! Break it for me—!"
What’s more terrifying is yet to come.
More than thirty experts at the Void Reversal Realm could only watch helplessly as the white-haired youth walked towards them through the void. His steps were light and slow, yet it was as if he had shrunk the distance to an inch, covering a thousand feet in a single step, and landing steadily on the head of the master of the Yin Bat Formation.
The leader was a woman veiled in black, with a semi-transparent veil covering her body, through which her exquisite figure could be vaguely seen.
But at this moment, her face was devoid of any charm, only filled with deep-seated fear.
Seeing Chen Xuan so close, a pleading look flashed in her eyes, but Chen Xuan ignored it and stretched out his right hand, forming a sword finger. With a flash of spiritual light at his fingertip, he easily pierced the huge bat phantom that contained the magic power of thirty people.
The next moment, the combined formation burst like a bubble, and Chen Xuan's icy palm pressed against the woman's forehead.
The woman trembled violently, almost losing control of her bladder—this utter despair, devoid of any resistance, was more chilling than death itself.
Even though cultivators are weak, they still possess a certain steadfastness ingrained in their very being.
Faced with Chen Xuan's forceful intrusion into her sea of consciousness, a sudden madness ignited in her eyes. She was willing to risk damage to her sea of consciousness in order to resist this forced soul search.
"In that case, you're useless to me." Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow, seemingly surprised that this woman had such arrogance. He suddenly slammed his hand down, and with a "whoosh," the woman, along with the thin veil, turned to ashes and vanished into the void, except for the storage bag at her waist and a few magical treasures.
Then, like a black lightning bolt, Chen Xuan took another step and instantly appeared in front of another elder in the main formation.
That single finger pierced through the Yin Bat Formation, exposing the figures of all those who set up the formation. In the realm where time stood still, even raising their hands was difficult, let alone resisting.
Unlike the woman before, this old man did not struggle at all when faced with Chen Xuan's domineering soul search. His sea of consciousness was wide open, allowing Chen Xuan to explore it.