The spiritual energy was restored, and he became a mortal immortal in two days.

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's voice was distorted with horror. He stared intently at Chen Xiang, as if trying to see through his ordinary appearance to his true origins.

"Who are you?!"

He asked again, his body trembling slightly beneath the black robe, not from fear, but from utter shock and bewilderment.

"Someone like you... with such mastery of array formations... how could you possibly be content to remain hidden in this secluded mountain corner of the mortal world?"

"What exactly are you plotting?!"

He couldn't understand it.

With his keen eyesight, he had already glimpsed a clue the moment Chen Xiang broke his sword energy and brushed away the hair on Wu Minghuang's forehead.

It was a kind of composure that was almost like the "Tao," a kind of indifference that transcended the rules.

This is not the demeanor that secular monks can possess.

How could someone like that live like an ordinary person, living in a thatched hut, drinking tea, and teaching a worldly princess to read?

Chen Xiang did not answer his question, but simply looked at him calmly. That gaze made the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord feel like an insect nailed to amber, with nowhere to hide.

You don't need to know who I am.

Chen Xiang finally spoke, his voice still calm, "All you need to know is that the Myriad Transformations Demon Sect's reach has gone too far."

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's heart sank to the bottom. Not only was the opponent's strength unfathomable, but he also clearly had some unusual understanding of the Myriad Transformations Demon Sect.

He had been lying low for three hundred years, secretly instigating the princes to kill each other. With his grand plan about to succeed, he absolutely could not allow it to be ruined by such a sudden variable!

"No matter who you are! How dare you ruin my grand plan! Today I will annihilate you, body and soul!"

A fierce glint flashed in the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord's eyes, and fear was replaced by a frenzied killing intent.

He knew that when facing such an unfathomable opponent, the only way was to go all out and strike first!

Without further hesitation, he suddenly spread his arms wide to the sides and let out a sharp shriek!

"Formation—Activate!"

With his sharp cry, countless blood-red lights suddenly lit up in the surrounding mountains and forests from all directions!

These lights did not come from magic, but from—humans!

The army that had been surrounding the deep mountains and seemed chaotic was now moving like precise gears!

They are no longer individuals, but have transformed into nodes of the formation.

Each soldier was enveloped in a blood-red aura, some thick and some thin. This aura intertwined in the air, instantly outlining a huge blood-red array that covered an area of ​​dozens of miles!

At the center of the array was the location of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

Countless blood-red lines spread like living things, connecting every soldier and drawing their blood, killing intent, and even life force!

Some of the weaker soldiers let out painful groans, their faces quickly turning ashen.

"The Myriad Spirits Blood Demon Slaughtering Immortal Formation!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord stood at the core of the formation, his demonic energy merging with the immense power of the Blood Fiend Formation. His aura surged, instantly breaking through the late Nascent Soul stage and reaching a terrifying level that made one's heart tremble!

A sickly flush rose on his pale face, black light flickered in his eyes, and his voice was like a chilling wind from the depths of hell:

"This formation is a closely guarded secret of my Myriad Transformations Demon Sect!"

"Based on the blood and evil energy of 50,000 living beings, extract the Yin energy from the earth's veins within a hundred miles!"

"When the formation is complete, it can slay even true immortals! It took me a hundred years to properly place and arrange these pieces!"

"Today, I'll let you, you arrogant fool, taste the agony of being devoured by ten thousand spirits and consumed by bloodlust!"

As he spoke, the sky was bathed in the crimson array, and a thick stench of blood and a chilling aura of malevolence filled the air, making one want to vomit.

The array slowly rotated, emitting a low, humming sound like the wailing of ten thousand ghosts. The terrifying pressure made Wu Minghuang's face, which had just recovered, turn pale again.

She felt her Heavenly Phoenix Golden Core trembling slightly, as if it were about to be eroded and polluted by this boundless bloodthirsty energy!

"Master..."

Wu Minghuang instinctively gripped Chen Xiang's sleeve tightly, her fingertips turning white from the force.

She could sense that the power of this formation far exceeded the attack of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord alone!

It was a vast and evil force that combined the power of tens of thousands of living beings and stirred up the yin energy of the earth's veins, which no individual could possibly resist!

Chen Xiang gently patted the back of her hand to reassure her.

He remained standing in the same spot, not even the hem of his clothes fluttering in the slightest from the raging, blood-red wind.

He raised his eyes and calmly glanced at the crimson array that covered the sky and slowly pressed down, then looked at the soldiers and demonic sect disciples in the array who had pained expressions and were helpless.

"Using living beings as sacrifices and drawing upon the earth's yin energy... it can be considered a superior killing formation in the demonic path."

Chen Xiang's voice was not loud, but it clearly pierced through the roar of the formation and reached the ears of the Thousand-Faced Demon Lord.

"Unfortunately, the person who set up the formation was wicked and lacked a solid foundation. He had the formation diagram but had not grasped the true meaning of the formation."

"Arrogant!"

The Thousand-Faced Demon Lord, enraged, laughed coldly, "You dare to boast even when death is imminent! Kill them!"

He pressed his hands down sharply!

The crimson array suddenly erupted with dazzling crimson light, unleashing countless hideous ghostly figures, skeletal demonic soldiers, and corrosive blood rain formed from the condensation of blood evil energy.

Like a flood bursting its banks, it surged towards Chen Xiang and Wu Minghuang from all directions!

Each attack contained a terrifying power that eroded the soul, corrupted magic, and eroded life force! The space groaned, the earth trembled, as if the end of the world had arrived!

Wu Minghuang closed her eyes, pressed her body tightly against Chen Xiang's back, and entrusted him with all her trust.

Faced with this devastating offensive, Chen Xiang finally made his move.

He neither used any earth-shattering magic nor summoned any powerful magical treasures.

He simply lifted his right foot slightly.

Then, it took a step forward.

It's a very ordinary step, just like walking normally.

But the instant that step landed—

"Thump!"

A deafening, muffled thud resounded, as if not from the ground itself, but from a giant hammer striking the very heart of the world!

Centered on the spot where Chen Xiang landed, a visible, pale golden ripple spread out silently!

Strange things happened where the ripples passed.

The surging, roaring, blood-red ghostly demon soldiers, upon touching the ripples, melted silently like ice and snow under the sun, turning into wisps of green smoke.

The torrential rain of corrosive blood evaporated automatically three feet above the ripples, disappearing without a trace.

The crimson array that covered the sky and rotated slowly seemed to be pressed down by an invisible hand, making a grating grinding sound. Its rotation speed suddenly slowed down, and the crimson light on it flickered violently and uncertainly!

This is not over yet.

After taking that step, Chen Xiang did not stop.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze calmly sweeping over the surrounding mountains and land, and he murmured:

Mountains are the bones, rivers are the veins, the earth's energy is the guide, and celestial bodies are the pivot...

As he chanted, the entire earth seemed to come alive!

In the distance, the continuous mountain ranges emitted a deep rumble, and streams of earth-yellow vein energy rose from the mountains like giant dragons!

Nearby, the winding rivers and streams shimmer with clear, ethereal energy that rises and blends with the earth's energy!

In the sky, even though it was still daytime, a few faint phantoms of stars appeared, casting down barely perceptible yet incredibly pure starlight!

The energy of mountains and rivers, the power of water and starlight, guided by the pale golden ripples created by Chen Xiang's step, rapidly intertwined and connected in a mysterious and unpredictable way!

Almost in the blink of an eye, a gigantic array, with an area even wider than the blood-red array diagram, yet possessing a natural, majestic, and utterly ethereal aura, appeared out of thin air!

This formation has no dazzling light, no ferocious phenomena; it seems to belong to this world, a part of the mountains and rivers of nature.

The array patterns are hidden beneath the earth, flowing in the gentle breeze, and concealed in the breath of plants and trees.

Only by being there can one feel the overwhelming and terrifying power, like the might of heaven!