pjbooks Chapter 44 Killing God's Netherworld Array
Chapter 44 Killing God's Netherworld Array
"Hahaha!"
Lu Bing laughed like a child, then looked at Zhao Yun and Guan Yu beside him and said, "Look, isn't this guy a bit silly?"
"Yeah, you're right. Their brains aren't working too well. If we just take down their Dark Pavilion, all their good stuff will be ours! That's much better than accepting their meager compensation..."
Zhao Yun nodded in deep agreement, looking at the Dark Pavilion Master with a mocking expression.
Hearing Lu Bing and the others' conversation, the Dark Pavilion Master trembled with anger. He had already humbled himself so much, yet these people still refused to let the Dark Pavilion go and even mocked him like this. If it weren't for the fact that the situation was beyond his control, he wouldn't have been so shameless. After all, he was a Nascent Soul expert!
"Since the three of you insist on this, then let's see who has the better skills!"
The Dark Pavilion Master looked at the three of them and said in a deep voice.
"All assassins of the Dark Pavilion above the Golden Core stage, heed my command!"
"Form the God-Slaying Netherworld Prison Formation! Annihilate all the invading enemies here, let them know the price of offending my Dark Pavilion..."
The Dark Pavilion Master spoke, channeling his spiritual power.
All the assassins in the Dark Pavilion received the message.
All the assassins above the Golden Core level soared into the sky and stood in a special formation, with the Dark Pavilion Master and two other Nascent Soul experts in the center.
Once everyone was in place, their energy intertwined, forming a magic array. The core of this array was the three Nascent Soul experts from the Dark Pavilion.
"You shall bear the wrath of my Dark Pavilion!"
The Dark Pavilion Master's hoarse, deep voice rang out.
As his words fell, streaks of crimson spiritual energy shot out from the Dark Pavilion members, gradually converging in the air...
It slowly formed a blood-red figure thousands of feet tall.
The figure's face was obscured, its entire body enveloped in crimson spiritual energy, emanating an extremely evil aura.
roar~~
The blood-red figure roared to the sky the moment it formed, and an invisible wave of energy emanated from it.
"There's some skill involved!"
Lu Bing and the other two looked at the blood-red figure that had appeared, and their faces showed a look of surprise.
They discovered that this formation brought together the spiritual power of all of them, forming this special entity whose strength had reached the peak of the Nascent Soul stage.
It is incredibly mysterious and can be considered a trump card.
However, this formation also has its drawbacks. The person who sets up the formation must cultivate the same cultivation method and there is a restriction on their cultivation level. They must be at least at the Golden Core stage.
This is somewhat similar to the formations of an army.
However, military formations do not have so many restrictions.
"The God of Slaughter has descended upon the world!" the Dark Pavilion Master shouted hoarsely.
As if receiving some kind of command, the blood-red figure suddenly moved from its previous stillness.
With a flash, it traversed space and instantly appeared behind Lu Bing and the other two.
Immediately afterwards, its enormous fist rose high, carrying unparalleled power, and slammed down fiercely towards the three of them.
At that moment, the surrounding space seemed to distort from the force of that punch, as if it were about to collapse at any moment. This demonstrates just how immense the power of that attack was!
Despite the fierce attack, Lu Bing and the others showed no fear.
Guan Yu snorted coldly, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes: "Hmph! Selling one's head for a pittance!"
He gripped the Green Dragon Crescent Blade tightly with both hands and swung it down with great force.
In an instant, a dazzling, ten-thousand-foot-long blade of light appeared out of thin air, like a roaring dragon, baring its fangs and claws as it pounced towards the blood-red figure. Wherever it passed, the void shattered, as if the entire world was about to be torn apart.
Just as the blood-red figure's fist was about to collide with the blade's edge, a deafening "BOOM!" suddenly rang out.
The sound was like a thunderclap, deafening and resounding through the sky.
At the same time, an extremely intense light burst forth, so bright that it was almost impossible for people to open their eyes.
Under the impact of this terrifying energy, the defensive formations carefully set up by the Dark Pavilion were as fragile as paper and were instantly destroyed.
The remaining power surged into the Dark Pavilion like a tidal wave. The ordinary assassins in the Dark Pavilion didn't even have time to react before they were turned into dust and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye by the aftershocks.
The Dark Pavilion Master looked up at the sky and saw the three people who were still unharmed, while the blood-red figure known as the God of Slaughter had retreated dozens of steps.
"Hmph! That's all there is to it!" A hint of disdain flashed across Guan Yu's face.
"Alright, let's finish this battle quickly! His Highness is still waiting for our news!" Lu Bing said.
Upon hearing Lu Bing's words, Zhao Yun and Guan Yu abandoned their underestimation of the enemy and nodded solemnly.
"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!"
"Azure Dragon Slash!"
The two unleashed their ultimate skills simultaneously, launching a fierce attack on the Blood God of Slaughter.
The Dark Pavilion Master hurriedly manipulated his power to deal with the situation.
Rumble!
Loud roars echoed through the sky, and black void rifts spread out like a spider web, greedily devouring the surrounding spiritual energy before disappearing again.
The assassins from the Dark Pavilion responsible for maintaining the formation all looked ashen-faced, their spiritual energy being drained away like a flood. Even though they all had cultivation levels above the Golden Core stage, they were all teetering on the brink of collapse, like candles flickering in the wind.
"Sect Master, the disciples are about to collapse. Those two are too strong! Even the God of Slaughter is helpless against them..."
A Nascent Soul elder from the Dark Pavilion spoke with a bitter expression.
"Hold on a little longer. I have already requested reinforcements from the main sect. It won't be long before the powerful figures from the main sect arrive, and that will be the end for those three..."
The Dark Pavilion Master gritted his teeth and said, his eyes filled with determination and resolve.
Upon hearing the words of the Dark Pavilion Master, all the assassins from the Dark Pavilion revealed a look of longing on their faces.
For them, entering the Dark Pavilion's main branch was their lifelong dream.
That is the core of the Dark Pavilion, possessing countless cultivation resources and powerful cultivators.
Once they become members of the main pavilion, the cultivation resources they receive each month will be extremely generous, enough to make their strength advance by leaps and bounds.
Moreover, the Grand Pavilion also provides various benefits, including precious elixirs and magical treasures, which are things they have always dreamed of.
These are things they can obtain without having to fight to the death, so their appeal to them is self-evident.
Moreover, their cultivation potential will be greatly increased after entering the main pavilion.
No longer confined to the current level, but with the opportunity to break through bottlenecks and reach a higher level.
They yearn to become stronger and pursue higher realms, and entering the Grand Secretariat is undoubtedly the best way to achieve this goal.
Every assassin in the Dark Pavilion knew this, so when they heard that the main pavilion was about to send a powerful expert, a strong sense of anticipation and excitement welled up in their hearts.
Everyone gritted their teeth and persevered, determined to hold out until the powerful figure from the Dark Pavilion's headquarters arrived.
"Oh? A powerful figure from the main branch? I'm quite interested in the Dark Pavilion's main branch. Would you be so kind as to explain it to me?"
Just then, a voice entered the ears of the Dark Pavilion Master.
The Dark Pavilion Master's pupils contracted, and he turned around in a panic, only to see Lu Bing standing behind him with a smile. The Dark Pavilion assassins behind him had unfocused pupils and lifeless eyes, clearly already dead...