How can simply creating a sect make you invincible?

At this moment, cultivators from all directions gathered here in an endless stream, forming layers of barriers outside the formation.

Despite everyone taking turns attacking, bombarding with magical artifacts and unleashing secret techniques, the incredibly stable formation remained completely unmoved.

At the front of the crowd, Ning Tian, ​​Mu Qingcheng, Su Qingruo, the mage, and Kun Kun stood side by side, their gazes deep as they carefully examined the mysterious ancient formation before them.

Ning Tian turned to the mage and asked in a low voice, "Junior Brother Mage, can you secretly break this formation?"

The monk shook his head: "Brother, I can't do it."

"Although this ancient formation has been eroded by the years, its principles are extremely profound, far exceeding my current level of formation mastery."

Su Qingruo's cool voice rang out from the side: "And there's another problem. Once we break the formation, the commotion will be considerable. Once the formation is broken, everyone will rush in, and we won't be able to monopolize the opportunity."

Kun Kun scratched his head and asked in a deep voice, "Then, senior brother, should we still break the formation? We can't keep this opportunity to ourselves, so why don't we go look somewhere else?"

Ning Tian said confidently, "Break."

"We came here specifically for training. If we leave now, this training will completely lose its meaning."

"All four of you, step back! I will break through this formation with brute force!"

Upon hearing this, the other four immediately retreated in unison, keeping a distance of a hundred feet, their eyes fixed on the figure in the arena.

hum-

In the next instant, a vast surge of spiritual energy coursed through Ning Tian's body, accompanied by thunderous roars throughout his limbs and bones. He clenched his fists slightly, and the supreme Daoist essence unique to the Sovereign Fist materialized around his fists, instantly forming an invisible and intangible fist domain!

The other cultivators who were watching were all startled by this earth-shattering commotion and turned to look at it in unison, their eyes filled with shock and astonishment.

"Dominator Fist!"

Ning Tian threw his head back and roared, the sound echoing across the surrounding area.

His punch was like a thunderclap, its speed reaching its limit. A dazzling golden fist imprint tore through the sky, carrying an overwhelming and domineering power, and slammed into the light screen of the ancient formation!

Boom!!!

A deafening explosion suddenly erupted!

The golden fist imprint and the array pattern collided violently, and terrifying energy spread wildly from the point of impact, causing the surrounding mountains to tremble slightly.

At this moment, countless cracks, like a spider web, instantly covered the entire array.

ka ka ka-

Amidst the horrified gazes of countless cultivators present, the enormous ancient formation shattered with a deafening roar!

"It's broken! He really broke the great formation!!"

"My God! The grand formation that countless geniuses couldn't break was actually shattered by this young man with a single punch?"

"He looks no more than 13 or 14 years old, how can he possess such terrifying combat power!"

As the array completely dissipated, the long-sealed world was finally revealed in its entirety before everyone's eyes.

Contrary to popular belief, the land was not filled with rare and precious resources; instead, it was a desolate and ruined wasteland.

As the group walked among the ruins, observing the surrounding environment and layout, they concluded that this place must have been a sect's headquarters!

In an instant, all the cultivators' eyes lit up, and they were overjoyed.

Ancient sects must hold top-tier inheritances and unparalleled opportunities!

"Let's go too," Mu Qingcheng said softly.

The five exchanged glances, then took to the air and chose the main peak with the richest spiritual energy and the best-preserved ruins, flying straight to the top.

But as soon as they reached the mountaintop, they heard the sounds of intense spiritual energy clashing and angry shouts of fighting.

More than ten sects clashed in a chaotic battle, with magical artifacts flying and spiritual energy raging, creating an extremely chaotic scene.

The group glanced at the herb garden not far away and understood why they had started fighting.

The garden is filled with all kinds of rare spiritual herbs. Fourth-order Marrow Cleansing Grass grows everywhere, fifth-order Heavenly Star Grass shimmers with light, sixth-order Mysterious Ice Jade Grass is covered with frost and snow and surrounded by cold air, and there are also several extremely rare seventh-order spiritual herbs that have taken root in the garden!

In an instant, the mage and Kun Kun's eyes lit up, their gazes burning as they stared intently at the entire herb garden, their faces filled with undisguised excitement and anticipation.

The two spoke almost simultaneously, their voices urgent and excited: "Senior brother, senior sister, junior sister! The three of you help us hold off these people, we're going to gather the spiritual herbs!"

"After we've collected all the spiritual herbs, we'll divide them equally! These spiritual herbs... are all ours, absolutely all ours, hahaha!"

Before they could finish speaking, the two of them had already flashed out without waiting for a response from Ning Tian and the other two.

Ning Tian, ​​Mu Qingcheng, and Su Qingruo exchanged glances and then stepped forward to guard the rear for the two, blocking anyone who coveted the spiritual medicine.

In the blink of an eye, the mage and Kun Kun rushed into the herb garden, no longer caring about the fighting around them, and immediately bent down to frantically pick and collect the herbs.

The two's frantic act of collecting treasures instantly enraged all the cultivators present!

The chaotic fighting suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads at the same time, their fierce and murderous gazes locking onto the two figures in the herb garden.

"You audacious thief! How dare you monopolize the medicinal herbs in the herb garden! If you don't want to die, drop all the herbs immediately!"

Immersed in their joy, Kun Kun and the monk paid no heed to this and continued to frantically pick the fruit.

This attitude of ignoring everyone completely ignited everyone's anger.

"Damn it! Those two thieves are too arrogant; they're practically asking for death!"

"Fellow practitioners, in the face of opportunity, there is no distinction of rank! Let us first join forces to slay these two arrogant little thieves, and then divide this garden of spiritual herbs equally!"

"kill!!"

The crowd roared with fury, abandoning all previous grudges and disputes, and turned their attention to the two people in the herb garden, their killing intent surging.

Just as the murderous aura was closing in, three tall figures suddenly stepped out from the sky, firmly blocking the path of all the cultivators.

The power of reincarnation surged silently. Mu Qingcheng's eyes were as cold as frost, and her clear, piercing voice resounded throughout the entire venue: "Dare to take another step forward, and you will die."

Many cultivators recognized the three people blocking their way as disciples of the Myriad Laws Sect, and a sense of dread instantly arose in their hearts, causing them to involuntarily take a slow, deliberate step back.

However, many people, still blinded by the elixir, angrily shouted, "Don't be afraid, everyone! They're just five people. What can they do even if they're strong? Two fists can't fight four hands. We outnumber them and if we attack together, we'll definitely kill them!"

As soon as the words were spoken, ferocity reignited in the crowd, and countless spiritual energies were poised to be unleashed.

Ning Tian and the other two remained expressionless, their eyes showing no emotion whatsoever, too lazy to waste any more words.

Ning Tian lowered his body slightly, and the aura of his Dominator Fist erupted once more, instantly spreading out an invisible fist domain that enveloped a large area of ​​people in front of him.

All the cultivators within the fist domain had their spiritual energy instantly suppressed.

The next second, the golden fist imprint fell from the sky.

Puff puff--

One muffled thud after another rang out, and countless cultivators, like kites with broken strings struck by a heavy blow, coughed up blood and flew dozens of meters backward before crashing heavily to the ground, writhing in excruciating pain and completely losing the ability to fight again.

On the other side, Mu Qingcheng stood in mid-air, her body radiant with dazzling light, and the Great Dao of Reincarnation swept across the sky.

She uttered four words calmly: "The cycle of heaven and earth!"

A dazzling, holy white light suddenly burst forth. The moment they were touched by the light, countless cultivators' expressions changed drastically, their faces filled with terror. They clearly sensed that their cultivation levels, honed over many years, were rapidly regressing, plummeting layer by layer!

Su Qingruo stood still, her sword intent rising, and the Primordial Sword Manual was fully activated!

Thousands of sword intents are hidden in all directions, as fast as a streak of light and as swift as a thunderclap, their trajectory impossible to detect with the naked eye.

The wisps of sword intent swept out precisely, landing on the remaining cultivators without killing them, only breaking their spiritual power and crippling their combat strength, cleanly and efficiently.

They had considered that since the secret realm was a gathering place for various forces from the Eastern Region, a large-scale massacre would only cause the Myriad Laws Sect to completely offend half of the forces in the Eastern Region.

In the blink of an eye, all the attacking cultivators were defeated and fell to the ground, their cries of agony filling the air, and not one of them dared to stand up again.

The cultivators who had been wary and retreated earlier now felt incredibly fortunate to have escaped this calamity, looking at the mess on the ground.

Meanwhile, Kun Kun and the mage in the herb garden had already harvested and collected all the rare spiritual herbs in the entire garden, leaving not a single one behind.

The two turned their heads and saw the battle that had already ended outside the arena, and couldn't help but curl their lips: "That was too fast, it's over before we even warmed up?"

"Senior brother! Senior sister! Junior sister! We've got all the spiritual herbs, not a single one left! Let's go! Hahaha!"

The two burst into laughter, full of high spirits.

The five of them didn't linger. They turned around side by side, their posture relaxed and unrestrained, and swaggered away, with no one daring to stop them.

The remaining cultivators stared intently at the departing figures of the five, their faces ashen, filled with resentment.

Once the five figures had completely disappeared from the mountaintop, the cultivators present, seeing that their chance at the herb garden had completely vanished, also departed.

Just as the injured were about to get up and leave!

call out!call out!call out!

One after another, dark figures suddenly burst out from the shadows of the mountains and forests.

Seeing the sudden turn of events, everyone was instantly terrified and their faces were filled with panic.

Despite their pain, one of them asked in a trembling voice, "Who...who are you? Why are you blocking our way?"

The group of assassins in black remained silent, then unleashed a fierce killing move, crushing everything in their path!

The cultivators here were already severely injured and had lost all their fighting power. Many of them had their cultivation levels reduced by the power of reincarnation, falling to the Foundation Establishment stage, leaving them with no power to resist.

The piercing screams were fleeting; in a short while, all the injured cultivators on the mountain were slaughtered, their blood staining the barren land.

After disposing of the body and erasing all traces, the group of mysterious men in black vanished into the darkness of the forest once more.

Meanwhile, Ning Tian and his group of five had already headed to another main peak.

As soon as you step onto this mountain, a strong, pungent smell of blood hits you, mixed with a faint fragrance of cinnabar.

The corpses of cultivators were scattered haphazardly on the ground, a testament to the fierce battle that had taken place there.

"Danxiang, this place should be the alchemy hall of an ancient sect," Su Qingruo said softly.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Ning Tian nodded slightly, the five of them exchanged glances, and stepped into the main hall.

The people fighting fiercely inside the hall noticed the commotion and immediately stopped fighting. They turned to look at the doorway, their eyes wary and filled with murderous intent as they stared intently at the five people who had suddenly barged in.

The five ignored the scrutinizing gazes of the crowd and looked around the entire hall on their own.

The palace was magnificent and spacious, with dozens of enormous bronze alchemy furnaces arranged on both sides. However, due to the passage of time, the surface of the furnaces was mottled and rusted, and their spiritual aura had completely dissipated.

Suddenly, Kun Kun's eyes lit up. He pointed to a shadowy corner deep within the main hall and shouted, "Look! There's a stone door there!"

Everyone looked in that direction and, sure enough, saw a heavy, ancient blue stone gate standing at the deepest part of the main hall.

No wonder countless cultivators risked their lives to defend this place; the real opportunity was hidden behind this stone door!

Upon seeing this, the dozen or so surviving cultivators inside the hall instantly revealed fierce expressions, their hostility surging.

A leading prodigy stepped forward and shouted sternly, "We discovered this gate first! So many of our fellow disciples have died here! All the opportunities here belong to us! You all must leave at once, or don't blame us for being ruthless and merciless in our slaughter!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monk stepped forward slowly, his voice clear and powerful: "Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken."

"This place is unclaimed; all opportunities belong to those who are destined to find them. Why should you claim it just because you discovered it?"

"My fellow monk is right!" Kun Kun immediately chimed in, "Nothing depends on luck; everyone relies on their own abilities!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the hall instantly flew into a rage: "We, the disciples, suffered countless casualties and paid a heavy price to defend this place. You come here and want to reap the benefits without lifting a finger? This is utterly domineering and shameless!"

At this moment, another group of people surged in from outside the main hall.

These were the cultivators who had retreated in advance during the battle at the Spirit Herb Garden.

As they stepped into the main hall, their expressions changed drastically when they saw the two sides facing off and then spotted the familiar figures of Ning Tian, ​​Kun Kun, and the other four.

Without the slightest hesitation, he turned and flew out of the hall, cursing inwardly, "I never expected to run into these five jinxes again!"

The sudden retreat left the cultivators who were guarding the stone gate inside the hall completely bewildered.

The leading prodigy gritted his teeth and roared, his eyes filled with resentment and madness: "What are you afraid of! There are only five of them!"

"With so many of us, we outnumber him completely! What do we have to fear? Our fellow disciples have suffered heavy casualties and paid a heavy price to get here. We cannot give up this opportunity now! Let's all join forces and fight to the death!"