Seeing Su Yi charging towards them, the white-browed old monk suddenly let out a Buddha's roar-like sound:
"Wind, thunder, earth, fire, kill!"
The "Subduing Tiger Arhat Array" formed by the eighteen monks surged with a radiant Buddha light, condensing into a golden statue of a Buddha in the void, and a palm was slapped down.
The power within that palm caused chaos in the air and triggered explosive air currents.
Upon closer inspection, within that palm, there were forces of hurricanes, thunderstorms, mountains, and seas of fire, all exquisitely intertwined.
Ning Xihe and the others watched from afar, their hearts pounding and their bodies shivering in fear.
So powerful!
The eighteen congenital Martial Ancestors from the Shanglin Monastery were already far superior to ordinary people in the secular world. Now that they formed a battle formation, their power was beyond ordinary.
No wonder the "Subduing Tiger Arhat Array" had the reputation of being able to suppress land immortals!
Almost at the same time—
Clang!
A low and clear sword chant sounded.
Su Yi's figure remained still, suddenly took a step, and his sword, Xuanwu, swept through the void.
Whoosh!
A translucent and crystal-clear sword qi appeared, exceptionally sharp. As it swept through the void, it seemed capable of splitting the heavens and earth, separating the pure from the turbid.
Then, the sword qi vanished.
Su Yi's tall figure floated down from the void.
Boom!
Just as Su Yi's figure stabilized, the powerful palm strike that was filled with the power of wind, thunder, earth, and fire shattered like foam, dissolving into the air just a foot in front of him.
Following that, the golden Buddha statue condensed by the Subduing Tiger Arhat Array cracked apart with a snap.
Then—
Monk Jueheng in the battle formation let out a miserable scream, "How could this happen..."
While his voice was still echoing, his head flew into the air, blood splattering in the void, leaving behind an expression of astonishment and confusion.
Boom!
A single action triggered a chain reaction. With Jueheng's death, the entire Subduing Tiger Arhat Array also collapsed and disintegrated.
The monks who possessed the cultivation of congenital Martial Ancestors all staggered, their imposing auras impacted. Their faces showed a mix of shock and anger, constantly changing.
With one sword strike, he broke the battle formation and killed Jueheng!
This scene of destruction made the white-browed old monk and others tremble in fear, almost unable to believe it.
In their eyes, Su Yi only had the cultivation of a Martial Grandmaster at the peak of the second level. How could they have anticipated such terrifying power from this young man in a green robe?
Even Ning Xihe and the others were momentarily dazed, their expressions blank.
Was such a dangerous battle formation really shattered like this?
But for Su Yi, accomplishing this was truly simple.
It was just a battle formation formed by martial cultivators, at most a combined attack technique.
By locking onto one person with his divine sense, intimidating their spiritual consciousness, and then killing them with a single sword strike, the entire battle formation could be broken effortlessly.
"Don't just stand there."
Su Yi glanced at Ning Xihe and the others with some helplessness. "Do I have to deal with these characters alone?"
Ning Xihe and the others snapped out of their daze, showing embarrassed and apologetic expressions, and quickly took action.
As Su Yi charged forward, the old monk with white eyebrows suddenly emitted a lion-like Buddha's roar:
"Wind, thunder, earth, fire, kill!"
The "Tiger Subduing Arhat Formation" formed by eighteen monks generated a blazing Buddha light, condensing into a golden Buddha figure in the void. With one palm strike, it shattered the chaotic void and caused a burst of roaring airflows.
Upon closer inspection, within that palm strike, there were forces of hurricanes, thunderstorms, mountains, and seas of fire, exhibiting extraordinary and profound power.
Watching from a distance, Ning Xi and the others couldn't help but feel their hearts racing and shivers running down their spines.
So powerful!
The eighteen pre-celestial Martial Ancestors from Shanglin Temple were already far beyond the reach of ordinary people in the secular world. Now that they had formed a battle formation and made their move, their power was far from ordinary.
No wonder the "Tiger Subduing Arhat Formation" had the reputation of being able to suppress divine immortals on land!
Almost at the same time...
Clang!
A deep and clear sword chant rang out.
Su Yi's figure remained unwavering as he suddenly stepped forward and swept his Xuanwu Sword through the air.
Swish!
A sharp and translucent sword qi appeared, incredibly sharp. As it swept through the void, it seemed capable of cleaving heaven and earth, dividing the pure from the turbid.
Then, the sword qi dissipated.
Su Yi's slender figure descended gracefully from the void.
Boom!
Just as Su Yi stabilized his figure, the palm strike that contained the power of wind, thunder, earth, and fire shattered the space in front of him like foam, dispersing like rain.
Following that, the golden Buddha figure condensed by the Tiger Subduing Arhat Formation cracked into pieces with a crisp sound.
Then...
One of the monks in the battle formation, Jue Heng, let out a tragic scream, "How could this be..."
Before his voice even finished echoing, his head flew up into the air, blood splattering the void, his expression still filled with astonishment and confusion.
Boom!
With a single action setting off a chain reaction, as Jue Heng died, the entire Tiger Subduing Arhat Formation disintegrated and collapsed.
The martial monks who possessed the cultivation of pre-celestial Martial Ancestors stumbled and their imposing aura suffered a blow. Their faces displayed a mix of shock and anger, their expressions constantly changing.
With one sword strike, the battle formation was broken, and Jue Heng was killed!
This scene, which was as if crushing dry weeds and smashing rotten wood, made even the old monk with white eyebrows tremble in fear, almost unable to believe it.
In their eyes, Su Yi only had the cultivation of a Martial Grandmaster at the second level. How could they have expected such terrifying power from this young man in a green robe?
Even Ning Xi and the others were momentarily stunned, their expressions dazed.
A battle formation as dangerous as this was actually broken just like that?
But for Su Yi, achieving this was really not that difficult.
A battle formation composed of martial practitioners was nothing more than a collective strategy. It only required him to lock onto one person with his divine sense, intimidate their mental state, and then kill them with one sword strike, causing the entire battle formation to collapse on its own.
"Don't just stand there."
Su Yi glanced at Ning Xi and the others helplessly, "Do I have to deal with these characters alone?"
Ning Xi and the others, as if waking from a dream, showed a ashamed and embarrassed expression, quickly taking action.
A thunderous roar resonated within his body, as if every bone was vibrating. The once lean figure now bulged with muscles, and his stature suddenly grew taller and more imposing.
His breath was like thunder, his eyes akin to a blazing sun. His mighty physique was engulfed in burning golden flames, reminiscent of the legendary wrathful Vajra of the Buddhist tradition.
Boom!
A terrifying force surged from his body, sweeping through the hall like a collapsing mountain and a raging tsunami.
Compared to before, the aura emanating from this young monk was completely different, as if he had ascended from an ordinary martial practitioner to a higher realm in a single step.
"Land Immortal realm!"
From afar, Mu Xi exclaimed in astonishment.
Ning Hui, Lan Sui, and others also revealed shocked expressions. They had never expected that the young monk, Jing He, would break through to this realm in an instant.
The stages of Blood Shifting, Qi Gathering, Furnace Cultivation, and Leaklessness were known as the path of martial arts, also considered the realm of ordinary mortals.
But as soon as one stepped onto the path of Yuan Dao, it meant transcending the mundane world and possessing methods like breathing thunder, dining on wind and dew, and abstaining from food through fasting.
Hence, stepping into this realm was known as becoming a Land Immortal.
In other words, it marked the difference between ordinary martial practitioners and cultivators. The power and strength they wielded were completely different from before.
"Ah!"
The white-browed old monk sighed deeply, his expression complex.
He knew very well that Jing He had long possessed the foundation to step onto the path of Yuan Dao. However, he had been suppressing his cultivation, attempting to achieve a breakthrough through the method of "water overflowing from a full vessel."
But now, Jing He forcefully broke through, which allowed him to step onto the path of Yuan Dao, but it would undoubtedly affect the foundation of his cultivation.
"Forced breakthrough?" Su Yi raised an eyebrow, smiling as he spoke, "I've been worrying that I haven't encountered a worthy opponent in my cultivation journey. At this moment, I can finally test my skills against you."
Ning Hui, Mu Xi, and Lan Sui: "..."
The white-browed old monk and others: "???"
Even Jing He, who had just broken through to the Land Immortal realm, was slightly taken aback.
After a brief silence, he smiled faintly and said, "Indeed, the determination of the donor is extraordinary. I just wonder if you would still feel such joy when facing an overwhelming disaster."
As he spoke, he suddenly struck out with his palm.
Boom!
The golden Buddha fire raged, and a golden palm print swept out, exuding a daunting spiritual energy, enveloping Su Yi.
Upon stepping onto the path of Yuan Dao, one's true essence would transform into genuine "spiritual energy," which could be used to manipulate the power of heaven and earth to slay enemies.
For example, manipulating wind, thunder, earth, and fire, or wielding flying swords and divine symbols.
Although Jing He had just broken through, his cultivation was evidently completely different. With just a single palm, he showcased the charisma of a Land Immortal.
Su Yi neither dodged nor evaded, instead, he leaped forward with his sword.
Clang!
The collision of sword qi and palm prints produced a resounding and earth-shattering roar.
Immediately after, Su Yi's figure retreated several steps, swaying, and his aura surged uncontrollably.
The entire scene was in awe, regardless of friend or foe, all involuntarily gasping in astonishment.
The strike of a Land Immortal had actually been resolved by Su Yi, a young master with only the cultivation of a Second Stage Grandmaster!
Indeed, Su Yi was pushed back a few steps.
But if it were any other innate Martial Ancestor in this world, they would have been instantly killed by that palm strike!
Even Jing He's eyelids twitched, his gaze narrowing. "How could there be such a monstrous talent in this world?"
Su Yi calmly replied, "In this world, there are many things you are unaware of."
As he spoke, he advanced with his sword, his sleeves fluttering. His cultivation was operating at its peak, and without hesitation, he executed the profound and swift sword techniques of the Great Fast Sword.
He held nothing back in his strength.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
Mysterious and unfathomable sword qi swept through, soaring freely, each carrying an enigmatic charm. When displayed by the divine weapon Xuanwu Sword, its power was immensely astonishing.
"Hmph, if I don't eliminate a scourge like you, you will inevitably bring calamity upon all living beings in the world!"
Jing He shouted loudly, wielding a bright and sharp ringed blade, unleashing countless dazzling and resplendent blade qi.
A great battle erupted.
The hall rumbled and trembled, descending into complete chaos.
The clash of sword qi and blade qi, the collision of their forces, created a devastating torrent that ravaged like a vast ocean, sweeping everything in its path.
Such power could easily kill an innate Martial Ancestor with every strike!
However, what puzzled Jing He was that with his recently attained cultivation strength, he couldn't gain any advantage in this fierce confrontation of head-on clashes.
Although he frequently used his killer moves to force Su Yi back, Su Yi always managed to turn danger into safety, narrowly evading any fatal attacks.
It was simply inconceivable.
It made it impossible for anyone to imagine the level of combat strength that a Second Stage Grandmaster could possess!