The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 47 - 25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation_2

47: Chapter 25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation_2

47 -25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation_2

“Sssss” The Mystic Snake responded and descended swiftly.

“Roar…”

The Xuan Turtle, originally crouched in the northern corner, let out a ferocious roar, its body swelling up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The once radiant shell now sprouted a mountain range that seemed to rise abruptly from the ground.

This mountain range was majestic, towering, and brimming with a powerful aura.

The mountain peaks, piling high into the sky, appeared endless when gazed upon from a distance, covering the horizon with their imposing blackness.

The black Xuan Turtle rose into the air, its enormous body spanning tens of thousands of feet, exuding an overwhelming presence.

“Hoo!”

The Xuan Turtle lifted its front left claw and brought it crashing down towards the Primordial Yang Ancestor.

This mighty limb, resembling a colossal pillar holding up the sky, covered an area of several thousand feet.

“Worthy of being a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao Laws!” The Primordial Yang Ancestor’s face showed gravity, yet his mouth couldn’t help but express admiration.

“Ha!”

With a light cry, the Primordial Yang Ancestor placed the giant net on the ground and extended his right hand, from which a small golden axe blade suddenly appeared.

“My old friend, long time no see!

Today, I shall use this Xuanwu to sharpen your edge!” The Primordial Yang Ancestor said fondly, gently caressing the axe blade in his hand.

“Chop!”

With no grandeur or momentum, he simply lifted the axe blade and made a plain swipe forward.

The blade cut through the void, directly aiming for the Xuanwu’s mountain-like right forelimb.

“Boom-crack”

“Huff… huff…”

A flash of golden light, and the Xuanwu’s right forelimb was severed in two by the axe!

To the south, the Vermilion Bird, symbolizing Bing Ding fire, was engaged in battle with Feng Tian and his companions, also of the Fire attribute.

This Vermilion Bird, a manifestation of the Heavenly Dao Laws, radiated fiery red-gold flames all over.

Its eyes cold and indifferent, it lifted its giant claw and swiped at Feng Tian and the others.

This was pure bestial behavior, devoid of technique or style.

Yet, this seemingly simple claw strike sent chills down the spines of Feng Tian, the Other Shore Ancestor, and the Star Ancestor.

Understandably, these three were not freaks like Hong Jun and dared not confront a Peak Sub-Saint with their Late Sub-Saint cultivation.

That would be akin to courting death!

“Screech!”

Feng Tian, in the midst of intense tension, his eyes icy sharp and his facial expression rapidly changing, suddenly transformed into his original form—a colossal red-gold Phoenix tens of thousands of feet tall.

“Think you’re the only one who can play with fire!” With his Phoenix Beak slightly open, Feng Tian clawed out as well.

This was not just an attack.

It was also a stubborn stance!

Not only you can do it, but I can as well!

“Clang clang!”

In the midst of a metallic symphony, Feng Tian was sent flying by the claw of the Vermilion Bird.

The Vermilion Bird showed no joy in sending Feng Tian flying; it continued clawing down at the Other Shore Ancestor.

The next claw strike burst forth with dazzling light, and a Zhan Lan Fire Dragon, with menacing momentum, soared out from its claw.

The Other Shore Ancestor’s expression changed slightly as he drew out a folding fan, which he quickly spread open to shield his surroundings.

On this fan, there seemed to be an ancient scroll unfolding, containing mountains and rivers, grass and trees, with silver waterfalls and heavy clouds covering the sky, vast beyond measure.

What was remarkable was that although the folding fan was classed as an Acquired Treasure, it contained a space within itself, forming its own Heaven and Earth.

Inside, lofty mountains rose high, dark clouds loomed like ink, beasts roared, and birds sang.

The Zhan Lan Fire Dragon plunged straight into the world within the folding fan, thereafter vanishing from sight.

The Other Shore Ancestor wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his face, put away the fan, and quickly moved aside.

The Star Ancestor’s eyes flickered as he mobilized his True Yuan, connecting with the Star Laws, and pointed towards Cangqiong, where myriad stars dissolved into it.

“Eternal stars, fall!”

Countless stars fell as the Star Ancestor commanded.

“Rumble rumble!”

The stars, one by one, and the meteorites, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, were innumerable.

Their force pierced through the sky, capable of swallowing the Nine Heavens.

“Screech!”

The Vermilion Bird screamed, engulfed in the falling swarm of stars.

While these three fronts were fiercely engaged, the northwest corner appeared extremely strange.

Lin Tian led a cautious group of Chaos Remnant Clan members as they watched the Western Geng Xin Metal White Tiger.

The White Tiger before them was also acting strangely, just sprawled in the northwest corner, occasionally yawning with half-closed eyes.

It seemed not like a Holy Beast manifested by the Law, but an ordinary White Tiger with emotions.

“It’s really detestable, we don’t have time to waste staring at each other!” Finally, a member of the Chaos Remnant Clan couldn’t hold back and made their move.

The speaker was a burly man with a full head of red hair, inherently short-tempered.

His name was Han Shuo Ancestor.

Han Shuo Ancestor, holding a Blood-colored Long Sword, suddenly slashed towards the White Tiger.

A Blood-colored sword light, tens of meters long, with the red glow of blood and filled with Tao Runes, pierced through the air.

“Roar!”

The White Tiger suddenly stood up and reached out with a paw to grab the Blood-colored sword light.

“Whoosh!”

With an effortless grip, the thick paw scooped up the red sword light and stuffed it right into its gaping maw,

“Crunch, crunch!”

The entire sword light was actually devoured by the White Tiger.

Watching this made Lin Tian and the others feel their hair stand on end, shivering with cold.

Lin Tian had already put away the previous earthy-yellow rod, switching to a zhan lan blue scimitar.

This scimitar, clear as autumn water, translucent and radiant, emitted a glow several meters long.

Like a huge wave rising from the azure ocean, intertwining with the Earth Attribute Law, it boomed explosively.

The White Tiger also raised its front limbs, standing on its hind legs.

In its paw, a gold Big Bell materialized, towering several meters tall.

Golden and shining, it was carved with the sun, moon, mountains, rivers, fish, insects, and beasts – truly magnificent.

In reality, this was a very bizarre scene: a massive White Tiger carrying a Big Bell in its paw.

And what’s more, this White Tiger was formed by the Heavenly Dao Laws.

Lin Tian’s face was grave, thinking to himself: “Aren’t these miraculous Sacred Beasts born of Heaven and Earth devoid of emotions?

Why does this White Tiger not only show emotion, with its eyes glimmering, but also possess a Magic Treasure?

Truly mysterious!”

“Dang!”

The brilliant small bell rang with a lingering sound, affecting eternity, breaking the Void, cleansing the Primordial.

Invisible golden ripples appeared in the sky, emanating from the center of the bell, continuously purifying everything around.

Lin Tian, who was closest, drastically changed color.

Lin Tian, holding the blue scimitar, slashed wildly, creating tens of thousands of spatial rifts, tearing through space, and ingesting all the spreading golden ripples into himself.

A playful look flashed in the eyes of the White Tiger.

Its left paw softly lifted, and a White Spear suddenly appeared on it.

This White Spear, like a sharp sword, shattered the Heavenly Vault!

Like a sword diving down, its peerless sharpness spanning a hundred meters seemed to pierce through space, heading straight for Lin Tian’s face.

Lin Tian, with a horizontal sword gesture, brandished the blue scimitar forward.

He cut through the space before him as if creating the world, burying the sword into the endless Void, scattering it amidst the omnipresent Chaos Qi.

“Crack”

In an instant, this piece of space vanished.

“Roar!”

The White Tiger roared in discontent, wildly striking the golden Big Bell with its White Spear.

“Dang dang dang…” The bell rang continuously.

Lin Tian, helpless, shouted loudly: “Fellow Daoist, please help me!”

A Daoist wearing an earthy-yellow Daoist robe, looking identical to Lin Tian, suddenly appeared beside him.

He bowed and said, “Fellow Daoist, greetings!”

“We are one and the same, no need for pleasantries!” Lin Tian quickly returned the greeting and said, “Earth Daoist, please break the formation to the west!”

The Wutu Taoist (Lin Tian’s Self Corpse) nodded, with a grave expression he pulled out a piece of soil and flung it into the Void.

“Earth God Thunder, appear!”

In the sky, suddenly dark clouds gathered, and thunder roared like tides.

It was an ocean of lightning, surges of electricity descending furiously, thunderous tides crashing, shattering everything!

Amidst the blazing thunderous light, the world turned a mottled yellow!

“Boom”

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Instantly, the beast’s head was enveloped in billowing smoke, its fur and whiskers standing on end.

“Roar!”

Anger flashed in the White Tiger’s eyes, staring fiercely at Lin Tian.

The hatred in its gaze seemed to engulf Lin Tian.

“Boom!

Boom!

Boom!”

The subsequent Earth God Thunders were not singular; rows of earthy-yellow Thunder Serpents turned the White Tiger’s domain into a thunder pool.

The thunder nearly shattered eardrums and souls, blotting out the sky and earth, vast and boundless, like the Milky Way pouring down from the Nine Heavens!

“Boom!”

A colossal thunder shook the world, the yellow lightning like a tide!

This was a world of thunder and lightning, capable of destroying all things, inversely breaking the Firmament!