The Immortal Wife Is Like A Cloud -
Chapter 1099
<h1text-align:" center"=""><spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chapter 1099: One Brick to Collapse
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Once again, shadows flickered across the battlefield.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Before the Chen family's Mystic Immortal Realm experts could react, Su Jingzhen had already claimed another life.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In the blink of an eye, three had fallen. Chen Lang was both horrified and furious.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, the remaining five quickly gathered around Chen Lang.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With Chen Lang at the helm and the five peak Mystic Immortal Realm experts supporting him, they quickly formed a battle formation.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">All of them were at the peak of the Mystic Immortal Realm, and the moment the battle formation was completed, its power surged to the level of a True Immortal Realm, quickly climbing to the mid-stage of the True Immortal Realm.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"A mere Spirit Saint level body cultivator, even if you can kill Mystic Immortal Realm experts instantly, let's see if you can withstand my battle formation!"
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang's expression twisted in anger.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Losing three peak Mystic Immortal Realm youths meant that he would undoubtedly face severe punishment upon returning.<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">His fury was such that even dismembering Su Jingzhen wouldn't be enough to vent it.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At this moment, all he wanted to do was slice Su Jingzhen into pieces and torture his women to death.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, in front of this battle formation, Su Jingzhen's lips curled into a calm and gentle smile.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The sword in his hand emitted a cold, menacing glow.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He chose not to draw upon the power of the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss just yet.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The power of the Elf Patriarch alone was more than enough to handle an opponent from the True Immortal Realm.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Unless their battle formation could reach the level of an Immortal Lord, which was impossible.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"Is that all you have?"
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen sneered.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Upon hearing his mockery, Chen Lang's face twisted even further.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He manipulated the giant battle formation to conjure up a massive illusory sword.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Without hesitation, the giant sword slashed at Su Jingzhen.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The power was overwhelming, even causing the void within the Sword Qi Corridor to distort slightly.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, the remaining energy dissipated before reaching the Shadow Sword Immortal's tombstone.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, Qiu Yaoyao couldn't help but smile.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">She pulled out her crimson whip.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"They formed a battle formation so quickly, but given his previous performances, even a True Immortal Realm battle formation shouldn't be able to handle him.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Then I'll take care of that annoying woman."
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Qiu Yaoyao muttered to herself, showing no concern for Su Jingzhen's situation.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">No matter how outrageous things seemed, as long as Su Jingzhen remained calm, she saw no reason to panic.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Shengana, on the other hand, looked serious. She waved her staff once again, channeling another wave of energy to bolster Qiu Yaoyao.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Seeing this, Lin Ying, who was originally the main character, now found herself relegated to the role of a spectator.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Yet, there was a mix of excitement and anxiety in her heart.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">If Chen Lang and his group were truly defeated by Su Jingzhen, it would be a boon for her.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But she also knew that Su Jingzhen and his companions would demand an explanation from her.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At this moment, Lin Ying even harbored a secret hope - that Su Jingzhen and Chen Lang would end up mutually destroying each other.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her gaze drifted toward the Shadow Sword Immortal's tombstone behind her.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang's Qiankun Fan still hovered there, its sealing power intact. She knew that it would take time to break through, as the Qiankun Fan was a treasure of the Chen family.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Meanwhile, Qiu Yaoyao didn't hesitate. Wielding her whip, she charged toward Hong Yu.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Her aura remained at the peak of the Spirit Immortal Realm, but a fierce dragon's might radiated from her.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The air seemed to be filled with a wild, untamed energy.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Without the support of a battle formation, Hong Yu was only at the mid-stage of the Mystic Immortal Realm.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With her Heavenly Dragon Tribulation Body and Shengana's enhancements, she had no fear of Hong Yu.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"A mere spirit immortal dares to challenge me? Even if I can't kill that freaky body cultivator, killing you should be a breeze."
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">When Su Jingzhen unleashed his power earlier, Hong Yu had felt a twinge of fear.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Now, with Qiu Yaoyao charging at her, Hong Yu saw an opportunity to vent her frustration.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">On the other side, the giant sword controlled by Chen Lang was already descending upon Su Jingzhen.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen remained calm, raising his sword casually to block.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The clash of metal rang out, and Su Jingzhen's sword instantly shattered.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, the illusory sword that Chen Lang had conjured also shattered.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With the power of the Elf Patriarch flowing through him, Su Jingzhen stood firm. Slightly surprised, he looked at the broken sword in his hand.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"I picked this sword at random. I didn't expect it to be so fragile."
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang's battle formation was pushed back a few steps.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But when he saw Su Jingzhen's sword break, a glimmer of excitement flashed in Chen Lang's eyes.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"This is a battle formation. I can summon weapons at will. Your sword is now broken. Let's see how you can fight me!"
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang excitedly shouted, his battle formation's aura surging once more.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Another huge sword materialized in the hands of the formation.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Su Jingzhen shook his head and tossed the broken sword aside.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He muttered something under his breath, most likely a curse.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As he took another step forward, nine afterimages appeared again. This time, he took the initiative to attack and a dark, indistinct object appeared in his hand.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang didn't pay any mind to it.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">He swung the giant sword horizontally, aiming to cleave through all of Su Jingzhen's afterimages, including his true body.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The powerful sword energy rippled out, instantly shattering Su Jingzhen's afterimages.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At the same time, Su Jingzhen's true body had already approached the battle formation giant.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In his hand was none other than the Black Brick!
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">For Su Jingzhen, with the Black Brick in his hand, he truly felt invincible.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Swords and spears were too delicate for his taste.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The Great Desolate Creation Palm, strengthened by the Black Brick, was unleashed.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">With the power of the Elf Patriarch behind it, even an ordinary Immortal Lord would have to retreat from this strike.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">However, before the force of the blow reached him, Chen Lang was blissfully unaware of the impending disaster.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In his mind, he was still dreaming of how this sword strike would finish off Su Jingzhen.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In the next moment, Su Jingzhen's brick collided with the illusory sword.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The giant sword shattered into nothingness, and the remaining power of the black brick continued unabated, smashing into the giant battle formation.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang's expression turned into one of utter confusion.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In that instant, he felt the stable structure of the battle formation being utterly destroyed.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">As the core of the formation, he bore the brunt of the attack.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">A savage, overwhelming force tore through him.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">"No, this can't be happening. How is this possible?"
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Chen Lang muttered in disbelief.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">But the giant of the battle formation had already been completely destroyed by Su Jingzhen's brick, and Chen Lang's physical body was also obliterated.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">The other five members of the formation were immediately severely injured.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">In just two exchanges, they had been completely defeated.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Only when Chen Lang felt the weakness in his soul did he finally snap out of his daze, his eyes filled with terror.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">At that moment, his soul was seized by an irresistible force.
<spanfont-weight:" 400"="">Despite his struggle, he was forcibly pulled into Su Jingzhen's hand.
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