novelapdf #637 - Qingyang White Tiger Warrior
#637 - Qingyang White Tiger Warrior
Li Chengfeng stepped onto the ancient and solemn altar, each step seeming to resonate within everyone's heartstrings.
Although he was only in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm, in everyone's eyes, he was the unshakeable pillar of support, the lighthouse of their lives, and the inextinguishable flame in their hearts.
He stood firmly on the altar, his robes fluttering without any wind, as if even the slightest breeze in the world wanted to dance for him.
His eyes were deep, like stars in the night sky, sparkling with the light of determination and wisdom.
He slowly raised his hands and began to perform hand seals and cast spells, each movement appearing so steady and powerful, as if every gesture contained the ultimate truth of heaven and earth.
"So many people died, all for this moment…" he murmured to himself, his tone filled with both emotion and resolve.
The power of these people's blood and bones was now enveloped by his formation, not dissipating between heaven and earth.
After cultivators die, their spiritual power and soul power should dissipate, returning to the cycle of reincarnation, allowing future generations to cultivate.
However, Li Chengfeng's grand formation enveloped all of this power, how violent and astonishing!
The essence of these hundreds of thousands of cultivators was equivalent to twice the power of the Heavenly Fate Sand. His eyes were bright as he looked ahead, and with a wave of his hand, a loud "boom" echoed as the grand base of the Evil Dragon Clan, a mountain, was directly blasted open by his immense power.
Subsequently, a bizarre array of runes appeared, flowing with immense power. For ten thousand years, this formation had remained unchanged, slowly operating, drawing on the power of heaven and earth to strengthen itself.
"Just how strong was Ancestor Qing Ning's formation skill back then?" Li Chengfeng laughed heartily, his voice revealing admiration for his predecessor and confidence in himself.
He continued, "I could slowly break this formation, but it would take too much time. I, Li Chengfeng, can afford to wait, but the great affairs of the world cannot!" With that, he pointed his finger and shouted, "Break for me!"
Instantly, that surging power transformed into a long sword, a sword forged from countless forbidden-breaking formations, possessing boundless power.
With a "boom," it struck the formation, and immediately the aftershocks rippled, and the earth rumbled.
Seeing all of this, the Evil Dragon Clan members retreated one after another. They finally understood just how powerful Li Chengfeng's attainments in formations were.
"Formations, as the name suggests, are called formations because they borrow the power of heaven and earth, borrowing countless powers to slay enemies."
Li Chengfeng murmured in his heart, his understanding of formations had penetrated deep into his bones. A Qi Refining cultivator could set up a formation that could slay a Foundation Establishment cultivator on their behalf.
Moreover, Li Chengfeng's formation was so miraculous that the seal instantly transformed into a stream of light, shattering with a "boom."
A three-dimensional space appeared before everyone's eyes, and below were statues.
Upon closer inspection, they all had runes flowing on their bodies, dense and numerous, totaling over thirty thousand.
These statues seemed to tell ancient legends, also witnessing the supreme power of Ancestor Qing Ning's formations.
Everyone's gaze focused on this scene, their hearts filled with indescribable wonder and shock.
The moment the seal was broken, a figure stood tall, the statue of Black Hand—a tall and slender man, surrounded by a terrifying aura and thick killing intent.
He was Qingyang, the White Tiger General under Ancestor Qing Ning, the leader of the White Tiger Legion, and those statues were the elite warriors of the White Tiger Legion.
Thirty thousand soldiers, including three half-step God Transformation experts and dozens of late-stage Nascent Soul Grand Cultivators, such a lineup, even in the entire cultivation world, was a force to be reckoned with.
As the statues emitted waves of low and powerful killing sounds, with a "buzz," dust flew, and they all came to life, like fierce tigers awakening from their slumber, shaking off their spirits and moving their limbs that had not been stretched for a long time.
The leading White Tiger General, with his half-step God Transformation cultivation, had an imposing aura. He looked forward with bright eyes, filled with both disbelief and deep nostalgia for the past.
In his heart, past events surged like a tide, the sudden seal forced him and his brothers to stop fighting, while Ancestor Qing Ning faced the strong enemy alone.
This pain and unwillingness pierced his heart like a sharp blade.
"Ancestor…" White Tiger General Qingyang murmured to himself, his eyes full of worry and longing.
He turned to look beside him, only to see the other generals and soldiers kneeling on the ground, their faces also filled with sadness and unyielding spirit.
Qingyang took a deep breath, nodded, and said in a deep voice, "The ancestor's life and death are uncertain, but we cannot sit still and wait for death. Now that the seal has been opened, we must embark on a new journey, for the ancestor, for our glory!"
This shout, like thunder, resounded through the sky, moving everyone present.
Their eyes were bright as they looked around, only to see Li Chengfeng standing quietly in the midst of the grand formation, behind him was the iron-clad legion of the Evil Dragon Clan, who had just experienced battle and still had the lingering stench of blood on them.
"Who are you?" White Tiger General Qingyang's voice sounded coldly, his eyes filled with endless killing intent.
Under this aura, the members of the Evil Dragon Clan couldn't help but feel a chill down their spines. They knew that this was the power of the White Tiger General, enough to instill fear in people with just one glance.
However, the soldiers of the White Tiger Legion did not flinch, they straightened their backs and met Li Chengfeng's gaze with unwavering determination.
They knew that no matter how difficult the road ahead, they would fight side by side until the very end. This belief and determination made everyone present feel respect.
Li Chengfeng looked at the scene before him, his heart also filled with shock.
He knew deeply Ancestor Qing Ning's attainments in the path of formations. Seeing it today, he felt even more that she had pioneered a unique path, and her art of restriction was indeed well-deserved, making people marvel.
He smiled slightly, stepped forward, and cupped his fist, saying, "Is this White Tiger General Qingyang, Senior? I have long admired your name, and indeed your demeanor remains the same, your killing intent undiminished. I am Li Chengfeng, a disciple under Ancestor Qing Ning, I pay my respects."
Hearing this, Qingyang glanced at Li Chengfeng with disdain and sneered, "Boy, don't talk nonsense.
This period of history has been sealed for a long time, and countless years have passed.
You are so young, how could you be my sister's disciple?"
His tone was somewhat provocative, as if he would immediately launch an attack if Li Chengfeng made the slightest mistake.
However, Li Chengfeng just smiled indifferently and suddenly waved his hand. Instantly, countless formations spread out in the air, various unique formations of Ancestor Qing Ning interweaving, among which the most eye-catching was the "Heaven and Earth Self-Sealing" technique, whose ingenuity was amazing.
Seeing this scene, Qingyang finally restrained his contempt, and a trace of excitement and disbelief flashed in his eyes.
He knew deeply that "Heaven and Earth Self-Sealing" was Ancestor Qing Ning's unique skill, and unless it was her direct disciple, it would be impossible to master it so proficiently.
He asked in a trembling voice, "You… are you really my sister's disciple? Did she let you come to unlock this seal? How is the war going? Tell me quickly, don't delay the battle!"
Li Chengfeng sighed softly and said, "It's a long story.
How about this, I have an old friend who might be able to reminisce with you. Come with me."