The Young Master Storms the City
Chapter 1157: How Many Formations Are Nested in the End?

Chapter 1157: Chapter 1157: How Many Formations Are Nested in the End?

The Sect Masters all showed signs of concern.

After all, they had just received benefits from Ning Fan’s hands, and if Ning Fan were to die like this, it would undoubtedly constitute a great loss.

The Elders of Blood Lion Sect and Sharp Peak Mountain incessantly bickered, annoying the Fenyue Sect’s Elder to no end.

"Fine, fine, fine, since you all don’t trust me, I will let you see for yourselves."

With that, he raised his hand, and the Formation that had been blocking everyone’s view instantly became transparent.

Fenyue Sect’s Elder pointed at the Formation and said, "Come on, take a good look at how this youngster falls into my Formation!"

Everyone looked intently and saw that the Formation in front of them was densely packed, seemingly containing dozens of formations at first glance.

Not to mention even deeper inside, where countless Formations lay, the exact number unknown.

Shen Ning cautiously asked, "Supreme, I would like to ask exactly how many Formations are nested within this Formation."

Fenyue Sect’s Elder confidently said, "This Formation is my peak creation. There are one hundred and twenty low-level Formations, fifty-six mid-level Formations, and twelve high-level Formations. Combined, their power is comparable to the true Pseudo-Dan Realm!"

Hearing this, everyone gasped in unison.

This Formation seemed to comprise nearly two hundred!

What Cultivator could enter and come out?!

Fenyue Sect’s Elder continued confidently, "Across the whole Kunlun, only the top Array Masters from the Five Great Sects can compare their Formations to mine!"

Hearing this, the four Sect Masters all showed a bitter expression.

If that were the case, Ning Fan’s chances of escaping were extremely slim.

Upon hearing this, the Elders of Blood Lion Sect and Sharp Peak Mountain slightly relaxed.

"If that’s the case, then this youngster probably won’t come out alive!"

"Hmph, don’t let him die. Wait until he’s severely injured and dying, then let him out and torment him properly."

Meanwhile, Ning Fan had already stepped into the Formation.

What appeared before him was a desolate land.

The crimson ground was full of ravines, with wisps of white smoke rising steadily, as if he had come to the end of the world.

Ning Fan looked towards the horizon, where endless lightning continuously fell, like a torrential thunderstorm crashing down.

To the north, endless fierce winds carried sharp wind blades that howled towards him, each one seeming to contain immense power.

To the west, copious icy rains wrapped in sharp force spiraled into tornadoes in the air, also moving closer to him.

"Is this... Four Symbols?"

Ning Fan, seeing the Formation’s setup, felt strangely familiar with these signs.

At that moment, a deep and powerful voice also came from midair.

"Youngster, the first challenge of my Formation is named Four Symbols Array. Each part of the Formation represents a celestial phenomenon, and you must overcome each phenomenon to leave here."

"Each phenomenon possesses the power of the Foundation Establishment Peak. If you feel you might die, you can plead loudly. I might spare your life."

In the voice was a tone full of arrogance, clearly not taking Ning Fan seriously.

Ning Fan looked up at the sky and smiled lightly, "Is that so? Well, I’d like to see just how strong your Formation really is!"

With that, he directly stepped into the midst of the thunderstorm.

Seeing this, everyone outside the Formation was simultaneously stunned.

"Has this kid gone mad?"

"He actually walked inside?"

"He’s really courting death!"

The thunderstorm alone was horrifying to behold, even from outside the Formation, everyone could feel its terrifying ferocity.

However, Ning Fan charged directly into it.

Under the watchful eyes of many, the howling lightning found its target and uniformly surged toward Ning Fan.

"Thunderous rumble!"

The roaring thunder exploded, even shaking the surrounding dark clouds apart, as if to incinerate everything between heaven and earth.

"Just mere lightning."

Ning Fan remained composed, raising his right hand with Spiritual Power surging in his palm.

The next moment, all the lightning crashed down, hitting Ning Fan all at once.

Thunderous rumbles!

Countless sparks of lightning burst open, forming a surge of lightning waves, spilling out in all directions.

The dazzling lightning covered everyone’s vision, making it impossible to see what was happening inside.

When the lightning dissipated, an astonishing scene appeared before everyone.

Ning Fan stood amidst the lightning; the strikes that fell on him caused no harm at all but seemed to intelligently disperse around him.

"As I thought... this lightning won’t hurt me," Ning Fan thought to himself.

When he saw this formation, he had vaguely guessed that it might be related to the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Spiritual Technique he possessed.

This attempt indeed proved useful.

As the lightning fell, Ning Fan had used the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm, and the originally unruly violent lightning instantly submitted to him.

Now Ning Fan could feel that with just a thought, he could absorb this lightning into his body.

If he absorbed the lightning, his mastery of the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm could further advance.

"Why didn’t the lightning hurt him?"

"Incredible... how could this be?"

"What exactly did he do? Why does the lightning have no effect on him!"

Several Supreme Elders were dumbstruck, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Although the Fierce Lion group was surprised, deep down they felt it was to be expected.

After all, they had previously witnessed just how miraculous Ning Fan’s abilities were in the Secret Realm.

Most shocked of all was the Supreme Elder of the Fenyue Sect.

"This is impossible! How could this be?!"

He stared fixedly at Ning Fan, his eyes filled with disbelief.

This formation was inspired by some carvings on a stone wall he accidentally discovered during his travels abroad.

After experimenting, the formation proved terrifyingly powerful, becoming one of the crowning achievements of his life.

Even he himself might not come out unscathed if he entered the formation.

Yet this young man was able to withstand the lightning without any harm.

It was utterly inconceivable!

"Absorb."

Ning Fan clenched his hand, and all the lightning, as if sentient, flowed into his palm and was subsequently absorbed into his body.

After absorbing the lightning, Ning Fan could clearly feel his internal power had increased significantly.

"Not bad, these lightning strikes are indeed a great supplement for me."

Tasting the sweetness of success, Ning Fan turned his head to look at the other three formations, his eyes bursting with intense eagerness.

"If I can absorb these formations, wouldn’t my mastery of the Four Symbols Eight Trigrams Palm advance even further?!"

Without waiting for the others to react, Ning Fan charged toward the other three formations.