Demon Sword Sect’s Undercover
Chapter 703 - 703 702 Northwest Beacon Fires 13

703: Chapter 702 Northwest Beacon Fires 13 703: Chapter 702 Northwest Beacon Fires 13 Han Tiangang’s methods were ceaseless, and having understood the operating principles of the Stone Statue Formation, he began to consider how to destroy these things.

Where was their lifeblood?

For a cultivator to break a formation, blind action was taboo; hoping for miracle by sheer force was unheard of in the cultivation world.

Only by thoroughly understanding the essence, and by moving the whole formation through a single hair, could one demonstrate high skill.

He tried several methods to break the formation, all to no avail.

Now he planned to use his most adept Original Divine Power, the famous thunderous force of the Guo Sect.

It was also a technique he had been refining for a long time.

As the Constellation True Inheritor, Han Tiangang, in terms of strength or mentality, was a cut above his two companions.

He also had his own unique perspective on breaking formations, which was why the Daoist Sect had sent him to take charge.

Apart from mastering the Earth Escape technique, he had another marvelous thunder-breaking secret technique, a closely guarded secret of the Guo Sect, specially designed to break through mysteries, and it was just the right time to use it.

Watching the undead creatures continuously surge forth, he sneered coldly.

The situation was somewhat smoother than he had anticipated.

Those two unfamiliar cultivators had been a great help, but he felt no gratitude.

Outside the valley, Daoists kept leaping out from the sandy layers, bringing assistance while also attracting the dead creatures, resulting in chaos.

Here, he was the master of the grand strategy.

Muttering the Thunder Spell under his breath, his fingers emitted streaks of delicate lightning, instantly striking one stone statue before leaping to another.

In a moment, a connected network of lightning manifested amongst the twelve stone statues, a signature technique of the Guo Sect, the Star Thunderball Leap.

The stone statues had their own internal connections, and now Han Tiangang had added a layer of a lightning net over them.

As the Thunderballs pulsated, he rapidly discerned a pattern in the internal connections of the stone statues.

Indeed, Han Tiangang’s confidence surged.

The Star Thunderball Leap was still probing; the real move was yet to come.

With a clear cry, he signaled to his companions that he was about to make a move.

Whether successful or not, everyone had to quickly evacuate; the Daoist Sect did not have the concept of dying to destroy a formation.

If it could be destroyed, excellent; if not, they would run.

They must preserve their lives for future days.

In his hand, he produced a Thunder Disk, the most powerful lightning weapon he could control, a secret passed down from his sect, harboring a hint of Tribulation Thunder.

Once unleashed, nothing under the thunder formation would be spared.

It was the very Tribulation Thunder from a clear sky.

The reason it could carry the force of Heaven’s Tribulation was that it struck against acts defying the heavens; just like how this Stone Statue Formation continually unleashed sandstorms, causing innumerable harms to the Northwest Border, it fell within the scope of Heaven’s Tribulation.

Once Tribulation Thunder was released, not only stone statues, but statues of iron, bronze, or diamond would be shattered alike, because the power of Tribulation Thunder didn’t differentiate materials; it had transcended the category of normal damage.

Throwing the Thunder Disk, he used himself as a conduit to invoke the thunder; instantly, the sky flashed with lightning and thunder roared, a portent appeared.

The Daoists quickly gathered, with Huai Liangyou and Lou Yue leading, assembling all the companions who appeared in Xunfeng Valley, preparing for unified action upon departure; as for those brothers still buried in the sand and not yet emerged, they had no choice but to ignore them.

The undead creatures also sensed the danger and began to go berserk.

Under the lead of the eyeless monsters, they attacked all humans indiscriminately.

The battle had dragged on to this point, and thousands of undead creatures had gathered in the valley with dozens of eyeless monsters.

At this rate of relentless assault, even strong figures like Hou Niao and Xiang Anshi were somewhat unable to cope.

“Aren’t you going to act?

If it’s any later, I’m afraid no one will be able to escape from here!” Xiang Anshi reminded him.

Hou Niao was actually unsure of how to proceed, or even if he discerned a vague direction, the right moment hadn’t arrived yet.

As for whether that moment would come, he didn’t know either.

Their Realm was clearly too ambitious for dealing with the cluster of stone statues, but that was the situation at hand, and there wasn’t much to say about it.

“Wait a bit longer, look, that Daoist has started to invoke thunder and lightning…

Not good, he’s even striking us!”

Out of the blue, a Thunder Formation struck, enveloping everything within its range, including the stone statues, the immortal beings within the space, and naturally, the two of them as well; this was typical behavior for a Daoist Sect cultivator—sly and ill-intentioned.

You couldn’t accuse him of infighting, since his main target was the stone statues, but you also couldn’t assume his intentions were good when he lumped you in, leaving you to suffer without being able to voice it.

Being struck by a bolt of lightning left one numb for an instant before being torn to shreds by the immortal beings, which seemed to be normal attrition in battle?

Just like the cannon fodder outside the valley.

Under the sudden thunderclap, the entire Xunfeng Valley seemed to transform into a world of lightning.

Such power filled every human cultivator with confidence in breaking the formation, as they couldn’t believe that anything could withstand such natural lightning.

But the immortal beings didn’t shrink back; fearless and brash by nature, they were slightly different from the Demon Clan, with less fear of the lightning.

Moreover, countless immortal beings were converging here—the conspicuous lightning had attracted more dead creatures into Xunfeng Valley.

“Damn, now we’re in a fine mess, the whole army’s done for!” Xiang Anshi habitually complained, which was a quirk Hou Niao had noticed.

Of course, his grumbling didn’t affect his actions.

It was more of an unconscious habit to grouse.

In fact, he wasn’t wrong.

Given the number and density of the immortal beings at that point, it was going to be difficult for them to escape, and it was no longer a matter of capability.

Including Hou Niao himself, they had no confidence in making it back in one piece.

Under the sudden thunderclap, surprisingly, he and Xiang Anshi were almost unaffected, which led him to immediately realize that the nature of the thunder was not ordinary but contained a hint of Tribulation, as they did not have a history of defying the heavens, thus they were unharmed.

Similarly unharmed were the immortal beings, whose brazen behavior only intensified as a result.

Most of the lightning’s power fell upon the stone statues, but peculiarly, the statues were not shattered but shrank in size.

They were contracting in response to the lightning, as if doing so would help them better resist its power.

No one knew if the stone statues’ automatic response would withstand the wave of lightning, but the immortal beings, sensing danger to their treasures, seemingly went berserk collectively, throwing their lives at it.

Finally, Hou Niao spotted his chance.

Ever since entering the Xunfeng Valley and stewing in frustration, he saw a potential path.

“Old Xiang, hold on for just a moment longer, there might be a turn of events.”

“A moment?

I’m afraid we won’t last a hundred breaths!”

Hou Niao didn’t bother to explain, scanning the chaotic scene of Xunfeng Valley; against the backdrop of the Thunder Formation, humans and immortal beings were all mixed up, and nobody knew what anyone else was doing.

Seeing the twelve stone statues had shrunk to the size of an average human and were showing increasing resistance, he knew the time was right.

He flipped over to dodge the attacks of several immortal beings, silently chanting in his heart…