C1465 Ultimate
C1465 Ultimate
Such individuals were rare, even among the six major powers, each one a legendary figure capable of commanding awe throughout the land. How could they possibly be threatened by a mere Spell Formation unless they were caught in a dire predicament? However, the chaos brought on by the Demon Aura shattered this belief.
Then came Lin Xuan. His overwhelming power made a mockery of the distinction between a peak Emperor Level and an ordinary warrior; he could extinguish either with a mere gesture. During his confrontation with the Devil Cloud Sect, Lin Xuan unveiled his formidable might, facing off against six peak Emperor Levels, in addition to their lethal sect-protecting grand array.
This display of strength far exceeded that of the other five sects, the extent of which was immeasurable. Yet, Lin Xuan effortlessly obliterated them, erasing their existence. He was the true force that dethroned the peak Emperor Level from their sanctified position in the Dongyuan Continent.
Today, that power was witnessed once more, emanating from an unexpected source: the Canglan Sect, previously unremarkable and overlooked. The Canglan Sect's grand array had achieved what seemed impossible for the other four sects, a reality that was both unfathomable and unacceptable to them. Doubts swirled in their minds. How had the Canglan Sect managed to keep such a secret? Had they never heard of it before, or was the sect deliberately concealing its capabilities, biding its time for some grander scheme?
Yet, in the face of such revelations, no one dared to voice their questions. They refrained from making any disturbances, lest they interfere with Lin Xuan, who was manipulating the Spell Formation high above. Should Lin Xuan become angered, the consequences would be dire, even if he chose not to act.
Throwing them into the Spell Formation for a bit of rough handling would leave them, if not dead, at least severely battered.
They dared not interrupt Lin Xuan's work.
Cang Shuiyue noticed the shift in Wei Zhengzhen, the Elemental Spirit, and Yang Mao's expressions.
She grasped their speculations.
Yet, she could only offer a wry smile and a slight shake of her head, choosing not to elaborate.
This was not the time.
She, too, refrained from bothering Lin Xuan.
And that went not just for Wei Zhengzhen, Yang Mao, and the others.
Even she, as the Grand Elder of the sect who had managed the protective array for over a century, was unaware that it could manifest such formidable strength.
Was this the enhanced protective array that Lin Xuan had refined, or had its true potential been concealed all along, with her unable to tap into its full power?
She couldn't say for certain.
Only Lin Xuan would have the answer.
Perhaps she could inquire after everything had settled down.
Meanwhile, outside.
The disturbance from the protective array, with its steadily growing might, was unmissable.
Thunderous roars echoed, reminiscent of a colossal beast.
Tornadoes swelled, engulfing the waves and currents of the Canglan River below.
The boundless spiritual energy of the world was drawn in.
Subsequently, these tornadoes, engorged with vast amounts of water and spiritual energy, stretched from earth to sky, immensely vast and awe-inspiring.
This was a display of power that transcended the capabilities of a martial cultivator, verging on the realm of natural forces.
Even from thousands of miles away, the spectacle was unmistakably clear.
Wei Zhengzhen, Yang Mao, the Elemental Spirit, and the other Emperor Level Martial Cultivators watched the towering tornadoes with hearts quaking and eyes wide with dread.
A mere flicker of this force could consume and rend them, leaving no room for resistance.
Yet here, the number of such forces exceeded the count of two hands.
The sight was nothing short of terrifying.
The Canglan Sect, ostensibly a peer in strength, possessed a protective grand array of such magnitude?
It didn't seem right.
This might very well be Lin Xuan's handiwork.
They recalled the mastery over Spell Formations that Lin Xuan had previously demonstrated.
He had effortlessly restored the grand sect-protecting array of the East Saint Sect, which he had previously destroyed, and now safeguarded the Dong Zhengtang.
Such mastery of spell formations had already surpassed all the formation masters on the entire Dongyuan Continent by leaps and bounds.
To enhance the power of the Canglan Sect's grand sect-protecting array to such a formidable level was something they found somewhat incomprehensible and unbelievable.
But if it were Lin Xuan, the situation would be entirely different. The likelihood was not insignificant.
However, this was merely their speculation.
Indeed, Lin Xuan's capabilities were as vast and unfathomable as the ocean. A mere glimpse of his power was enough to leave them in awe, unable to even aspire to his level.
And Cang Shuiyue was once again startled by this turn of events. Could the sect-protecting grand array truly be this formidable?
If he possessed such prowess, their legacy would not be confined to its current state. They would not be relegated to merely defending Canglan State and languishing at the bottom of the six major powers.
She became even more convinced of her earlier conjecture.
What they failed to perceive was the white light that Lin Xuan had infused into the land beneath the Canglan Sect. Due to its high grade and purity, the spiritual energy within the sect-protecting grand array, lacking an owner or controller, had been usurped.
Under Lin Xuan's command, it danced swiftly and expanded outward. New formation marks, drawn by this white light, were put into immediate use.
These formation marks, though seemingly simple, each played a distinctly effective role. They epitomized the principle that the true path is simplicity itself, stripping away the unnecessary and complex elements.
Simultaneously, he was refining, distilling, and remaking the existing formation marks.
The Canglan Sect was not a relic of the ancient or middle ancient eras but was established after those times. Their Surging Tide Weak Water Formation was merely at the Emperor Level, not reaching the Emperor Level.
It fell short when compared to the likes of the East Saint Sect and the Devil Cloud Sect, and was on par with the Elemental Spirit Sect and the Purple Cauldron Sect.
Only Lin Xuan had the skill to redraw, expand, modify, and amplify the formation marks. Yet, accomplishing this feat was far from simple.
Across the entirety of the Dongyuan Continent, and quite possibly the entire Tianyuan Continent, Lin Xuan stood alone in his capability.
Having received the legacy of Spell Formation, Lin Xuan's mastery over formation techniques had surpassed that of the Emperor Level.
Moreover, the Tianyuan Continent lacked any true Emperor Level powerhouses.
It was even less likely to find a Formation Master whose depth of knowledge and difficulty of entry into the Emperor Level surpassed that of the martial path.
It was Lin Xuan's deft manipulation that unleashed the formidable power of the Surging Tide Weak Water Formation, a force beyond even Cang Shuiyue's wildest dreams.
Meanwhile, in the outside world.
At that very moment.
The tornadoes had reached their zenith.
They drew closer to one another, merging, becoming one.
In the end.
The number of tornadoes, once more than a handful, dwindled to two.
These were no longer mere tornadoes.
They had solidified into tangible ice dragons.
Each towered over three thousand meters in height.
Their fearsome and formidable presence enveloped the surroundings.
Far surpassing the pinnacle of the Emperor Level.
A single breath from either of the ice dragons was potent enough to freeze the vital essence of those at the peak of the Emperor Level.