**[You can freely manipulate the formations and talismans.]**
The moment he saw this prompt, Chen Huaian's smile gradually turned twisted.
As a pay-to-win player, wasn't the whole point to crush the boss effortlessly?
"Thunderfire Incineration Formation, no need to hide anymore. Let's get this show on the road!"
In the Cangyun Realm, a commanding voice echoed above the cottage:
"Thunderfire Incineration Formation, activate!"
Buzz—!
"What is this?!" From Ye Futian's perspective, the ground within a hundred miles of the cottage lit up with flowing purple formation runes. Thunder and fire surged from the runes, intertwining to form a massive circle that enclosed him and the cottage.
A sense of threat arose in his heart, though it wasn't overwhelming.
Ye Futian was an extremely cautious man. Otherwise, he wouldn't have survived being hunted by righteous cultivators for so many years, escaping countless times despite severe injuries, and still be able to roam freely today. Any other demonic cultivator would have been torn to pieces by now.
In the past, he would have fled at the slightest hint of danger.
But today was different.
The temptation before him was too great.
A peerless dantian!
If he could obtain this body, what would a mere bottleneck mean? Even if he had to discard his cultivation and start over, it would be worth it! The spiritual energy in the Cangyun Realm was dwindling, and even rare treasures were no longer enough to bring about a qualitative leap in his power.
Fortune favors the bold.
Today, even if all the elders of the Qingyun Sect showed up, he would still take the risk!
"Hmph! You think a mere formation can stop me?"
Ye Futian's body was hidden within the demonic mist, his voice the only thing audible. The mist churned, and a blood-red demonic palm emerged, slamming toward the cottage with the force of a collapsing mountain. The area around the cottage was engulfed in flying sand and stones, the vegetation flattened. Inside the cottage, Li Qingran felt a chilling cold seep into her heart, her breathing becoming labored.
Boom—!
The demonic palm struck the formation, causing the runes to flicker for a moment, but the formation showed no signs of breaking.
"Holy moly!" Chen Huaian, staring at his phone, was startled.
He was still figuring out how to operate the formation!
In the blink of an eye, the boss's attack had already landed.
This old man really has no honor!
"Fine, let's start with a few Immortal Grade Thunderfire Talismans!"
Chen Huaian tapped furiously on his screen, and three talismans flew out from the cottage's door and walls, shooting toward the demonic mist.
Ye Futian paid no attention to the three talismans. His focus was on the formation. It had withstood his full-powered strike without breaking, indicating its extraordinary quality. In the Cangyun Realm, the most mysterious figures were the formation masters. If he had a choice, he would never want to face one.
Gathering his strength for a second strike, Ye Futian held nothing back, aiming to end the battle quickly.
His palm technique, the Blood Cloud Palm, was a low-grade Earth Rank skill. Once unleashed, it was guaranteed to hit and had the eerie ability to corrode spiritual energy. Once struck, the opponent's spiritual energy would be continuously devoured by the demonic energy of the Blood Cloud Palm.
It was also effective against formations.
In an instant, the three talismans reached him, their golden light blazing and thunder roaring.
"Something's wrong! These… these are Immortal Grade!" Ye Futian's scalp tingled, but it was too late to change his move.
The Immortal Grade Thunderfire Talismans exploded in mid-air, thunder and fire surging out, enveloping Ye Futian's blood cloud.
Meanwhile, Chen Huaian had figured out how to operate the formation. A keyboard popped up on his phone, and he followed the sequence of English and Chinese characters displayed. Each correct input activated the formation once.
"This is child's play for me!"
Chen Huaian wouldn't have dared to say this before.
But ever since he learned acupuncture, his hands had become fast and steady.
If he were to enter a rhythm game competition now, he might even break a world record.
Tap tap tap!
Chen Huaian furiously tapped on his phone screen.
**[Come is come, go is go~]**
Boom!
Before Ye Futian could recover from the three Thunderfire Talismans, a bolt of thunder and fire from the formation struck him square in the face.
**[Nod is yes, shake is no~]**
**[To greet, say hello, hello hello, ha hello~]**
Boom! Boom! Crackle!
As Chen Huaian's input speed increased, the thunder and fire bolts shot out faster and faster. Although the Thunderfire Incineration Formation wasn't powerful enough to instantly kill Ye Futian, the sheer volume of attacks overwhelmed him. Soon, the demonic mist thinned, revealing a charred, ragged old man with his white hair frizzed out like a dandelion.
"Argh—! Enough! I'll kill you!!!"
Ye Futian, who had lived for over five hundred years, had never been humiliated like this.
He no longer hid his form, leaping onto the roof of the cottage, his dark hands pressing forward.
A massive surge of demonic energy rose around him, forming a giant, green-faced, fanged apparition behind him. The apparition opened its bloody maw, mimicking Ye Futian's motion as it pressed forward.
Boom—!
The entire Thunderfire Incineration Formation was fully revealed under the terrifying pressure, the formation runes shattering one by one, unable to hold.
"Whoa, the boss just entered phase three and unleashed his ultimate move?!"
From Chen Huaian's perspective, Ye Futian's health bar was still at one-third. He couldn't help but smile as he analyzed, "But this boss is pretty cool, with such flashy skills."
Since he had bought the package, he was guaranteed to clear the level, so he wasn't worried at all. He even had time to appreciate the boss's design.
"The apparition is fully materialized, coordinating its attacks. This is a Nascent Soul demonic cultivator, and definitely not an ordinary one…" Inside the cottage, Li Qingran clutched her clothes, her face filled with anxiety. She couldn't help but warn, "Senior, demonic cultivators are cunning. Be careful of any hidden cards he might have!"
At this point, Senior had already made his move. If she were to step in now, she would only be a hindrance. All she could do was silently pray that Senior wouldn't be injured in the fight against the demonic cultivator. At the same time, a deep sense of helplessness and guilt washed over her. If it weren't for Senior restoring her dantian, why would such a powerful demonic cultivator be attracted? If she were stronger, why would she be hiding like a mouse in the corner, watching Senior take risks while she could do nothing?
The death of her parents had planted the seed of revenge in Li Qingran's heart.
The bullying from her fellow disciples and the harsh realities of the world had forged a resilient spirit.
Now, a desire to grow stronger also took root in her heart.
The heavens were merciless. To protect what she cherished, she needed strength at all times!
Boom—! The Thunderfire Incineration Formation shattered completely.
Ye Futian hovered above the cottage, his apparition crushing the incoming talismans with ease. The exploding thunder and fire were like tickles to the apparition. "Hehehe! What other tricks do you have?! The Heavenly Demon Art's Four Corpse King Apparition—I've cultivated the Yinggou Apparition for five hundred years. It's indestructible, immensely powerful, and can break through all techniques. No matter how intricate your formation is, what can it do?!"
"Is that so?"
A cold snort came from the cottage.
As Chen Huaian activated the final talisman, the dark night sky began to rust.
Inky clouds churned like raging waves.
Purple lightning tore through the sky like swords.
It was like the calm before a storm.
Above Ye Futian's head, the wind howled, and massive thunderclouds gathered.
The Yang Purple Thunder Talisman floated among the clouds, faintly visible. Deep within the clouds, a powerful force was gathering.
Its might was profound, its momentum overwhelming.
The spiritual energy of heaven and earth became chaotic.
Ye Futian looked up, a chill running down his spine as an ominous premonition arose.
In the Qingyun Sect, the cultivators observing the celestial phenomena were shaken.
Within the Wanshan Mountains, the red-haired zombie that had been overwhelming Lu Changtian and his group suddenly shuddered, howled, and turned to flee, trying to escape the area covered by the thunderclouds.
Thunderfire Talismans, even Immortal Grade ones, only infused spiritual energy to produce thunder and fire.
But the Yang Purple Thunder Talisman borrowed the power of heaven and earth, summoning divine lightning to vanquish evil.
"Condense—!"
Chen Huaian followed the game's instructions, tracing the strokes of the talisman with his finger.
The heavenly might was terrifying. If he didn't leave now, he would surely die!
As long as he escaped, he could still obtain the peerless dantian someday.
He just needed to lie low…
Ye Futian didn't even glance at Li Qingran in the cottage, turning to flee.
The next second.
Boom—!
A thunder dragon descended from the sky, illuminating the world in an instant flash of white.
The lightning split into two beams—one chasing Ye Futian, the other striking the eastern part of the Wanshan Mountains.
In that instant, the earth shook, and the mountains trembled.
Chen Huaian watched on his phone as Ye Futian's health bar was instantly cleared.
He blew on his fingers and chuckled:
"Tsk tsk, not impressive at all, acting all high and mighty…"
"188¥ instant kill, what's there to say?"
In the Qingyun Sect, Sect Master Wu Duantian observed the abnormal celestial phenomena, clearly sensing the violent spiritual energy fluctuations. There was a battle in the Wanshan Mountains, and one of the participants had even summoned heavenly lightning. This technique bore a striking resemblance to the mysterious cultivator who had refined the divine pill earlier…
"Zhao Lingtian."
After some thought, a glimmer of hope arose in his heart.
He turned to look at his pale, bedridden direct disciple and spoke solemnly:
"This might be our last chance. Let's go together this time. If we can gain that senior's assistance, your dantian might still be saved!"
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