bookbashuk Chapter 308 Joining Forces to Break the Formation
Chapter 308 Joining Forces to Break the Formation
Just as the middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile, and was about to lower his guard and speak more tactfully, his expression suddenly changed drastically. A sense of life-or-death crisis descended upon him in an instant. Without thinking, he stomped his foot hard on the ground and was about to shoot out again.
But it was too late. Suddenly, a fist-sized crimson fireball appeared behind him, with wisps of flame rising from its surface and crackling in mid-air, as if burning nothingness.
This fireball looks ordinary and is very similar to the fireball spell in the minor five elements of fire magic. However, as long as you scan it with your divine sense, you will be surprised to find that this small fireball contains an astonishing energy fluctuation.
This fluctuation was extremely violent, and its power was absolutely no weaker than a level three Five Elements Technique cast with the help of a mid-grade magic weapon!
The middle-aged man felt a sudden chill run down his spine. He had no time to dodge, so he could only grit his teeth and activate a protective technique. A faint, soft golden light emanated from his body, instantly forming a golden spiritual screen that enveloped his entire body, as if he were wearing a thin golden robe.
As soon as the golden robe covering the middle-aged man took shape, the crimson fireball behind him churned violently and then exploded, turning into a sea of fire that instantly engulfed the man's entire body.
Immediately afterwards, an extremely intense heat spread out, and within a radius of several feet centered on the fireball, the air temperature suddenly soared, causing even the void to become somewhat distorted.
A scream came from the middle-aged man inside the sea of fire. The next moment, no one knew what kind of supernatural power he used, but he actually managed to break through the sea of fire. However, the middle-aged man, who was originally somewhat refined, was now in a terrible state.
The middle-aged man had bloodshot eyes and a deathly pale face. Most of his clothes were burned, and he had no hair or beard. The exposed flesh on his body still smelled faintly of burning. His once strong left arm was now only a small part remaining.
The surrounding cultivators showed no intention of holding back. This person had clearly intended to reap the benefits, and the other cultivators would not tolerate it.
More than ten cultivators temporarily stopped attacking the defensive formation, their hand seals changing as they all pointed at the middle-aged man.
"Whoosh..." The sound of air being torn apart rang out one after another, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into more than ten colorful magical beams, carrying an astonishing aura, and smashed towards the middle-aged man's head and face, it seemed that they did not want to give him any way out.
"I surrender! Senior Hall Master of Fallen Leaf Island, save me!" The middle-aged man's face paled even more, fear flashed in his eyes, and he spoke immediately while trembling all over, his hoarse voice instantly escaping.
Just as more than ten magical beams of light were about to engulf the middle-aged man, the void around him suddenly distorted, forming a small vacuum zone in which the middle-aged man was located.
When all the magical energy shot into this space, it seemed to be forcibly moved away by a powerful teleportation force, disappearing instantly. In less than a breath, the middle-aged man inside also vanished in a blur.
The next moment, a sudden ripple appeared in the void outside the No. 3 arena, and a figure immediately emerged. After staggering, he collapsed to the ground and then fainted with his eyes rolled back.
This man was weak and on the verge of death, his body was charred black, his face was ashen, and most of one of his arms was gone. He was none other than the middle-aged man who had just escaped death on the arena.
Beside the middle-aged man, a Foundation Establishment Hall Master from Fallen Leaf Island put down a restriction token in his hand, glanced indifferently at the person on the ground, and then expressionlessly called over a Qi Refining stage cultivator, instructing him to carry the eliminated contestant away.
Meanwhile, in the VIP section of the stands, on the island where the middle-aged man was located, several of the island's protectors exchanged glances. Although they didn't speak, their faces were grim and their brows were furrowed.
In the short span of time it takes to drink half a cup of tea, five cultivators from this island participating in the competition have already been eliminated, with four of them dying directly. For such a small island, it is likely to be at the bottom of this competition.
On the third arena, after the middle-aged man was teleported away by the power of the restriction, the expressions of the dozen or so cultivators nearby did not change much, and they immediately turned their attention back to the defensive formation.
These people's eyes flashed coldly at the same time, and without saying a word, they all activated their spells. Countless colorful spiritual lights immediately emerged from all directions and crashed down on the light barrier of the magic array.
"Fellow Daoist Song, be mindful of the spirit stone supply," Du Fan said in a low voice, glancing coldly at the dozen or so cultivators outside the magic array.
"Fellow Daoist Du, rest assured, there will be absolutely no problem with the spirit stones." Song Yong said with a smile, looking completely calm, but his heart skipped a beat.
The supply of spirit stones for this miniature defensive array is not what he had previously imagined. The spirit stone power required to maintain the array's operation has little to do with the time it takes to support the array, but rather with the intensity of the attacking force outside the array.
In the few rounds of attacks from the dozen or so cultivators outside the magic array, Song Yong had already taken out no less than fifty or sixty spirit stones. Even with his strength and wealth, if he had to hold out for a few more hours, he would probably have gone bankrupt.
"boom……"
A series of booming sounds came from all four directions of the magic array in an instant. More than ten spells transformed into knives, forks, swords, halberds and other objects suddenly appeared on the magic array's light screen. Amidst the terrifying barrage of spells, they immediately stirred up rings of energy ripples, which suddenly erupted on the surface of the magic array.
While the external attacks were formidable, this miniature defensive array was by no means ordinary.
The light barrier of the magic array was half a foot thick. As the white spiritual light flowed rapidly within it, it created ripples that completely deflected the extremely violent magical attacks, leaving no trace on the array. Du Fan and Song Yong, who were inside the array, were unharmed.
However, the grooves within the magic array where the spirit stones were embedded trembled violently at the same time the cultivators outside launched their attack. The three spirit stones within them dimmed, dried up, shattered, and disappeared at an indescribable speed...
However, this magic array is quite mysterious. The spiritual power in the three spirit stones is not absorbed by the array at the same time, but is absorbed in a specific order, as if one spirit stone is being used while the other two are reserved.
This gave Song Yong time to replace the spirit stones, and although he was in a lot of trouble, he was still able to ensure the supply of spirit stones.
At this moment, Song Yong was experiencing both pain and joy. When he saw that the formation could remain unmoved in the face of attacks from more than ten beings of the same level, and that the number of cultivators on the arena had decreased by one-third, he was naturally overjoyed.
However, when he calculated the number of spirit stones he had thrown out, he couldn't help but frown. That was over a hundred spirit stones! Song Yong gave Du Fan a resentful look, looking anxious and uncertain.
"Fellow Daoist Song, how can someone who is destined for great things place too much importance on spirit stones?"
"As long as you can successfully enter the top 100 of the competition, you will not only receive massive rewards from the three main islands, but also gain the favor and recognition of your island. You can easily tell which is more important." Du Fan glanced at Song Yong, smiled slightly, and offered appropriate reassurance.
"Thank you for the reminder, Fellow Daoist Du. I will remember it!"
Upon hearing this, Song Yong's lips twitched, and he cursed inwardly, but he repeatedly agreed, appearing very receptive. In the first round of the competition, he still had to rely on his opponent, so he could only swallow his pride and accept this small loss.
"I just don't know how much longer I have to hold on..." Song Yong smiled bitterly as he looked at his increasingly deflated storage bag.
"Fellow Daoists, although this formation is extraordinary, as you have seen, every time we attack this formation, the consumption of spirit stones at the formation's core is astonishing. In the short time it takes to drink a cup of tea, that fellow inside has already smashed in over a hundred spirit stones."
Everyone knows that a Qi Refining stage cultivator can't have much wealth. Even for us, the number of spirit stones we have rarely exceeds a thousand.
"If we keep going, we'll soon exhaust their spirit stones, and then we can use this formation to successfully pass the first round of the competition!" The burly man's eyes flashed, and he immediately spoke.
"That's right. I didn't expect this magic array to be so powerful. It can completely block all attacks from those below the Foundation Establishment Realm."
"If we want to seize this formation, the only way is to exhaust their spirit stones!" An old man looked at the formation with a greedy glint in his eyes and spoke as well.
"What this fellow Daoist says is true. If the ten of us support this formation together, the spirit stones each person has to pay won't be too much. We can definitely hold out until the end of the first round of the competition by relying on the power of the formation!" A young girl chuckled, but her eyes suddenly turned cold.
Next, at the call of a man in brocade robes, another storm of spells erupted, deafeningly striking the magic array's light screen and creating ripples.
Du Fan stood with his hands behind his back in the magic circle, observing coldly. At the same time, his divine sense spread wildly, scanning the other battle groups on the third arena. In silence, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, as if he was brewing something in his mind.
Beside Du Fan, Song Yong's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He shook his hands and flicked them repeatedly, sending out low-grade spirit stones that accurately disappeared into the three grooves in the array's core, quickly replacing the spirit stone that had just vanished.