At this moment, in Dragon City, within the City Lord's mansion.
Long Fei looked at the killing formation activated in the sky and immediately smiled slightly.
Han Yun was even more shocked by the scene before him, his mouth agape.
"Flying is strictly forbidden in Dragon City. Those who do not respect the orders of the Dragon City Lord shall die!"
Long Fei had never felt as proud and elated in his life as he did today.
After obtaining the formation diagram at the Tianji Pavilion yesterday, he immediately set to work, using almost the best resources he could find to set up this grand formation for Dragon City.
With this grand formation, even a mighty being of the Longevity Realm would likely have to show some respect.
Holding the formation diagram, Long Fei almost couldn't sleep the entire night.
In the past, even if it was just a powerful being of the Cauldron Transformation realm descending upon Dragon City, he would have to flatter and curry favor. But from now on...
Even if a supreme expert of the Longevity Realm were to personally arrive, they would still have to show Long Fei some respect.
The entire night, Long Fei was contemplating how to use this grand formation to establish Dragon City's prestige, but he didn't expect that early this morning, someone would ignore the warning signs and fly through the air.
It was as if they didn't take Long Fei seriously at all.
If he didn't use this person to establish his authority, Long Fei would feel he was letting himself down.
Long Fei, accompanied by Han Yun, walked with a commanding stride, casting a domineering gaze at the sky to assess the situation of the killing formation.
"You must have eaten a bear's heart and a leopard's gall to dare ignore the orders of the Lord of Dragon City and fly so openly through the air!"
Han Yun roared out loud, and the accumulated resentment that had been buried deep in his heart for many years finally erupted with that single shout.
When one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven.
He naturally had to show off a bit.
"Lord of Dragon City! You truly have a lot of nerve!"
Hearing someone shouting outside the formation, veins immediately bulged on Ye Hongdao's forehead.
A sword light had just brushed past the tip of his nose; if the angle of that light had deviated by even half a degree, he would likely be a cold corpse by now.
"Do you know who I am?!" Ye Hongdao shouted angrily.
Long Fei's lips curved into a smile: "Your Majesty? I don't care what kind of king you are or where you're from!"
"The majesty of Dragon City brooks no violation. Those who dare to fly without permission shall die!"
Long Fei waved the formation flag in his hand as he spoke, and the already extremely frenzied killing formation became even more turbulent and wild.
"Lord of Dragon City, how dare you... Once I get out, I will definitely..."
Ye Hongdao's words were drowned out by the roaring formation before they could be heard.
Within the formation, thousands of sword lights unexpectedly resonated with the lightning at this moment. The originally invincible sword formation now gained even more power... Although this sword formation was only at a quasi-saint level, it could communicate with the anomalies of heaven and earth, thereby increasing its destructive force.
Even among the many formations Mo Yuntian had heard of, this was a unique existence.
With his cultivation at the third level of the Longevity Realm, even with a quasi-saint level treasure, it might not be enough to break through such a strange formation.
However, at this moment, besides breaking through the formation, there seemed to be no other way out.
Gritting his teeth, Mo Yuntian could only fully activate the golden dagger at this moment.
The golden dragon on the dagger let out a roar of anger.
The resilient dragon claw finally struck the grand formation.
"Boom~~~"
After a thunderous roar, Mo Yuntianming's face turned extremely grim.
All the spiritual energy of the third level of the Longevity Realm, combined with the blessing of a quasi-saint treasure, only left a thumb-sized crack on that formation!
And in no time at all, it was as good as new.
Mo Yuntian's eyelids twitched violently as he looked at Ye Hongdao and said, "Your Highness, we can't get out. To break the formation, I'm afraid it would require at least the cultivation of the eighth level of the Longevity Realm or higher."
Outside the killing formation, Long Fei's triumphant laughter echoed once more: "Haha, how overconfident! Do you really think you can destroy the formation?"
Long Fei swung the formation flag once more, and the blade that had devoured the thunder tribulation shot straight towards the backs of the two without hesitation.
"In the next life, if you have the chance to come to Longcheng again, please remember! Longcheng! Flying is prohibited!"
Within the killing formation, all the spiritual energy condensed into sword light, a total of 130,000 blades resonating with thunder, forming a massive ring of lightning that blasted towards Ye Hongdao and his companion.
"Oh no!"
Mo Yuntian's expression turned cold. If the killing formation had not been fully activated just now, he might still have been able to contend with it for a while.
But if he were to face such a formation at this moment, he would likely be obliterated to dust in a fraction of a second by this formidable killing array.
"Go!"
At the critical moment, Ye Hongdao finally made up his mind and kicked the bronze chariot beneath him, sending it flying towards the thunder ring.
Immediately, he took out a crimson jade slip from his bosom and crushed it without hesitation.
In an instant, countless crimson auras burst forth from the jade slip, forcibly tearing open a dark spatial rift in just two breaths.
Mo Yuntian's eyes narrowed: "Your Highness, is that... a sacred-level artifact?!"
Ye Hongdao's face had already turned extremely grim.
Without a word, he raised his hand and grabbed Mo Yuntian's arm. Then, the two of them jumped one after the other into the pitch-black space rift.
Five minutes later, a sudden crack opened abruptly above the Ping Tian Wang Mansion, and immediately after, Mo Yuntian and Ye Hongdao fell out one after the other.
He crashed onto the ground of the Ping Tian King's mansion, covered in dust and dirt.
The sound was not loud, but immediately a guard came upon hearing it.
"Your Highness, Lord Mo, didn't you both go to Longcheng? How come you're back so soon?"
Ye Hongdao immediately frowned, raised his hand, and a black spiritual energy palm print unceremoniously struck the guard's forehead.
The guard died on the spot.
His current mood could be described as utterly terrible. The jade slip he had just crushed was called "Three Thousand Disguises," a genuine holy-grade magical treasure.
Back then, in order to obtain this magical artifact from Great Sorrow Mountain, he had spent hundreds of heavenly treasures. He never expected that after a trip to Dragon City today, it would be used up just like that.
Looking at the spatial passage in the sky gradually closing, Ye Hongdao felt his heart bleeding.
"Yuntian, quickly send the order: the Lord of Longcheng has committed treason and regicide! He intends to rebel!"
"Effective immediately! Mobilize the three armies and suppress the rebels!"
Mo Yuntian nodded and brushed the dust off his body.
The next moment, it turned into a shadow and merged into the darkness.
Ye Hongdao's fist smashed onto the stone table beside him, and the solid table was pulverized into dust by his single punch.
"Damn it, a mere lord of Longcheng actually made me use up all three thousand escape techniques. Once I capture you, I will definitely flay you alive and turn you into a puppet!"