The First Demon of the Chan Sect-Chapter 46 - 25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation

46: Chapter 25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation

46 -25 Chaos Four Symbols Formation

Li Qingming looked up at the sky, eyeing Hong Jun and his companions.

The three other Luo Hou, according to Li Qingming’s guess, were Luo Hou’s Three Corpses.

The Three Corpses are the Three Corpse Gods.

Corpse here refers to the meaning of a deity’s main spirit.

The Upper Corpse dwells in the clouds and governs goodness.

This is the Good Corpse.

The Middle Corpse dwells within the body and governs the self.

This is the Self Corpse.

The Lower Corpse dwells in the earth and governs killing.

This is the Evil Corpse.

All three are cut to become sub-saints.

The hardest to cut is the Self Corpse.

“This Luo Hou truly deserves to be a mighty late Sub-Saint stage expert.

With these Three Corpses, it’s as if he has three more formidable assistants.

Not bad!

For the sake of these assistants, it seems I will also have to sever my Three Corpses in the future!” Li Qingming rubbed his smooth chin, contemplating to himself.

At that moment, Luo Hou’s group of four formed a square, surrounding over twenty Chaos Remnant Clan members in the center, each holding a sparkling and translucent pearl in their hands.

Continuous golden Tao Runes flew out from their mouths.

Only to hear the Luo Hou at the northeast corner let out a light command.

“Chaos Four Symbols Formation, arise!”

Four invisible beams of light soared into the sky, trapping the more than twenty Chaos Remnant Clan members within the formation.

“Cackle, Wu Tu, Hong Jun!

Let’s see how you escape from this Chaos Four Symbols Formation!” Luo Hou’s voice floated in from all around, reaching everyone’s ears.

“Roar!” “Screech!” “Growl!” “Hiss!”

As four bizarre noises sounded, enabled by the power of the Heavenly Dao Laws, the Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Xuanwu took great strides out.

“What?

These Four Holy Beasts’ cultivation might be at the peak of the Sub-Saint level!” Guardian Primordial Yang Ancestor, who had always been following by Ao Long’s side, now wore a face of shock.

“Thief hahaha, are you scared?

Fellow Daoist Primordial Yang?” Nine Nether, as usual, didn’t bother to filter his words.

“Ridiculous, I was merely stating the truth!” Primordial Yang, putting aside his shocked expression, responded indifferently.

“We should still be cautious and on guard!” Lin Tian spoke with a grave expression.

Oppression, extreme oppression.

Ever since the Four Holy Beasts broke free, the vast expanse of the Array space suddenly fell silent, with even the breathing of the Four Holy Beasts barely audible.

Without a sound, four enormous dark shadows, like ghosts, stamped with mysterious steps, and suddenly pounced towards Ao Long and the others in the middle.

No grand momentum, no overwhelming intent to kill, only sharp claws and fangs and the dense Power of Laws!

“Boom!”

Hong Jun was the first to make a move, summoning down a purple Purple Night Divine Thunder with a raise of his hand.

The shining thunder tore through the chaotic Array space, shining upon the Azure Dragon’s head in the Eastern Jia Wood.

The ferocious visage and sharp fangs all displayed its formidable power that could defy the heavens.

“Boom crack!”

The Purple Night Divine Thunder, like a sharp blade, cut diagonally towards the space between the Azure Dragon’s horns.

“Roar!”

Along with the loud cry, the Azure Dragon mobilized the Power of Jia Wood, turning its entire dragon body into a verdant green Longsword.

The sword cry shook the heavens, and a vast sword intent burst forth.

That ice-cold intent to kill, bone-piercing coldness.

Facing the Purple Night Divine Thunder head-on, with an unstoppable momentum, the sword slashed through the Tribulation Thunder, breaking through the heavens.

“Puff”

A very faint muffled sound, the verdant green Longsword pierced through the thunder, emitting bursts of clear sounds!

Hong Jun’s expression changed slightly, and he pointed above his head.

The Innate Treasure, Tai Chi Diagram, suddenly emerged above Hong Jun.

Two Yin Yang Fish jumped out from the diagram, growing as they met the wind.

They expanded at a rate visible to the naked eye into two bizarre Yin Yang Fish big enough to cover heaven and earth.

As the Yin Yang Fish circled each other, endless waves of Yin Yang Water surged forth.

Amidst the surging waves, the two Yin Yang Fish swam towards the verdant green Longsword.

Now looking at Ao Long, Lei Ze, and Primordial Yang Ancestor, these three were quite adept at picking on the seemingly most harmless Ren Kui Water Xuanwu from the North.

The three men and the beast were engaged in fierce combat,

“Beast, nothing but a creature formed by the Laws, where is your bluster now!” Ao Long, with his eyes full of sclera bloodshot, reached out and pulled out a hammer inscribed with Mysterious Runes.

Soaring into the air, he hammered down on the snakehead coiled around the turtle’s shell.

“Hiss!”

The Mystic Snake, sticking out its long tongue, exuded a bone-chilling coldness from its dark and gloomy eyes.

Then something strange happened.

The Mystic Snake, which was coiled on the turtle’s shell, suddenly leaped up.

It twisted strangely mid-air, dodging Ao Long’s hammer strike.

As it tumbled through the air, it suddenly spewed out a jet of Black Water, shooting directly at the hammer.

“Sss!”

Like pouring boiling hot water onto ice, the jet of Black Water actually corroded a large hole in the hammer, and like parasitic maggots, it wound up the hammerhead.

“Tsk!”

Exclaiming in shock, Ao Long severed his spiritual connection with the hammer; his complexion turned pale as paper in an instant.

“Fellow Daoist, are you alright?” Lei Ze stepped forward, asking with concern.

“Nothing serious!

Fellow Daoist, be careful!

The saliva spit out by that Mystic Snake not only dissolves all upon touch but can also corrode the mind.

You must be cautious!” Ao Long waved his hand to signal that he was fine.

“Fellow Daoist, step back, let me deal with this beast!” The always mysterious Primordial Yang Ancestor now stepped forward.

“Swoosh!” Suddenly, a silver net appeared in the sky, expansive and sweeping towards the Mystic Snake in mid-air.

“Hiss”

Five jets of Black Water were spit out by the Mystic Snake one after another, but strangely, the huge net seemed unharmed.

Seeing its efforts were futile, the Mystic Snake lightly flicked its tail in the air, emitting a “snap” like the crack of thunder, shooting towards the Xuan Turtle crouched in the North corner.

“Hmph, beast, where do you think you’re running?” Primordial Yang Ancestor snorted coldly, continuing to control the silver net as it swiftly covered the fleeing Mystic Snake.