125. Xiaoxiao, Huanhuan, I'm Coming!

At this moment, Yuan Cang stood with a black lotus petal in hand, victory seemingly within his grasp!

The power of the black lotus... he had witnessed it firsthand.

The Dao Sect’s formation?

Sorry, it’s far too weak; it’s impossible for it to withstand!

He intended to capture the Dao Sect sisters, Ying Huanhuan and Ying Xiaoxiao, and torment them mercilessly in front of Chen Xuan.

He wanted to make Chen Xuan watch helplessly, powerless to intervene!

“Big sister!”

Seeing Yuan Cang so confident, Ying Huanhuan nervously gripped Ying Xiaoxiao’s arm, her palms drenched in sweat.

Her beautiful eyes continuously glanced toward the direction of the Ancient Blaze Treasury.

Chen Xuan, hurry back!

Ying Xiaoxiao patted her hand gently, comforting her in a low voice:


“Don’t worry, Huanhuan. Chen Xuan said this formation could withstand ten attacks from someone at the Samsara Stage.”

From what she understood about the Yuan Gate disciples before her, the strongest among them, Yuan Cang, was only at the peak of the Nine Yuan Nirvana Stage.

With that level of strength, even with the help of spiritual treasures, he wouldn’t be able to break the formation.

Nearby, Wang Yan cursed angrily, “Those bastards from Yuan Gate!”

Suddenly, Yuan Cang paused, not rushing to break the formation.
“Heh heh, are you hoping Chen Xuan will come to save you?”

Before the Dao Sect disciples could reply, Yuan Cang sneered:
“I’m afraid he can’t even save himself right now. There’s no way he’ll come to rescue you!”

“You… You schemed against Chen Xuan?”

“Bastard! If you have the guts, fight us openly and fairly!”

“Yuan Gate, as shameless as ever!”

Amid the Dao Sect disciples’ continuous curses, Yuan Cang’s icy smile grew even colder.

He couldn’t wait to see despair written all over their faces.

“Curse all you want,” Yuan Cang said, his voice dripping with malice.
“The louder you curse, the louder I’ll make you cry later!”

Ying Xiaoxiao demanded, “Yuan Cang! What exactly are you planning?”

“I plan to leave all of you here!” Yuan Cang sneered, slicing his fingertip. A drop of dark, faintly glowing blood dripped onto the black lotus petal.

In an instant, a terrifying force surged from the petal, causing the entire area to tremble violently.

“Embrace your fear!” Yuan Cang’s voice was chilling.

Ling Zhen grinned sinisterly, eager to act. Lei Qian also looked ready to strike.

“Break for me!” Yuan Cang roared.

The black lotus petal shot out a terrifying black beam that slammed into the formation barrier with a resounding thud.

But to Yuan Cang’s shock, the formation remained intact!

He stared at the barrier, disbelief written all over his face.

How... How is this possible?

“Boss!” Lei Qian’s expression was grim.

Yuan Cang observed the barrier for a moment, then quickly composed himself. A cruel smile crept onto his face.

“If it can block one attack, I don’t believe it can block ten or a hundred!”

Chen Xuan was currently trapped by the elders, giving Yuan Cang plenty of time to break the formation.

There was no need to rush!

And so...

“Boom!”

“Boom!”

...

Yuan Cang launched nine consecutive attacks on the formation.

Each one was blocked!

By now, his expression had darkened considerably—not because of excessive blood essence consumption, but because, despite all his efforts, the formation remained as solid as ever.

This left Yuan Cang feeling humiliated.

The power of the black lotus, which he understood well, was stronger than many spiritual treasures and could even rival a strike from someone at the Samsara Stage.

But now?

Why couldn’t it even break this formation?

He couldn’t figure it out.

The Dao Sect disciples breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Yuan Cang's repeated attacks had failed to break the formation.

They silently marveled, Senior Brother Chen Xuan is truly incredible!

At the same time, they mocked:

"Yuan Cang, I thought you were so powerful, yet you can’t even break a formation!"

"You’re destined to be crushed by our Senior Brother Chen Xuan!"

"You’ll spend your whole life living in his shadow!"

"If Senior Brother Chen Xuan were here, the Yuan Gate disciples would have already fled with their tails between their legs!"

...

Hearing the Dao Sect disciples’ ridicule, Yuan Cang was consumed with rage.

Lei Qian suggested, "Boss, let’s team up to break the formation!"

Ling Zhen agreed, "That’s right, there’s strength in numbers!"

"Fine! Attack with me! Break the formation and destroy them!" Yuan Cang growled through clenched teeth.

You just wait. Once I break this formation, every single one of you will die!

Suddenly, the sound of rushing wind echoed as elite prodigies from other sects appeared in the area.

They exchanged glances before stepping forward.

Gui Li of the Thousand Puppet Sect spoke first, "Brother Yuan Cang, my Thousand Puppet Sect is willing to assist you!"

Another voice followed, "Brother Yuan Cang, my Divine Sect also offers its support!"

A white-haired woman in a flowing white dress floated gracefully forward, her immense spiritual energy rippling outward.

Shortly after, a young man in yellow robes declared, "Mao Shan of the Symbol Valley is also willing to help Brother Yuan Cang eliminate these criminals!"

"Hahaha! Count my Desolate Palace in as well!" A hearty laugh rang out as a group of shirtless youths stepped forward, their veins bulging like coiled dragons and exuding an ancient, primal energy.

Soon after, disciples from the Ghost Blade Sect and Fire Cloud Sect also voiced their support for Yuan Gate, vowing to eliminate the Dao Sect disciples.

This enraged the Dao Sect disciples.

"You backstabbing scum! You’ll get what you deserve!"

"When did our Dao Sect ever offend you? Why are you turning against us?"

"Have you forgotten how Yuan Gate bullied you in the past?"

...

However, the Dao Sect’s accusations and reminders were met with cold responses.

Mao Shan sneered, "That’s still better than those who secretly scheme and sow discord!"

Gui Li added, "Exactly. I, Gui Li, despise schemers the most!"

Xue Wan said, "Symbol Valley may not be as strong as the Dao Sect, but that doesn’t mean we’re cowards!"

Yang Huo of Fire Cloud Sect declared, "That’s right! This time, we’ll join Yuan Gate to enforce justice!"

...

The situation was becoming increasingly dire for the Dao Sect.

Fortunately, Chen Xuan’s formation still held, ensuring their safety for now.

But if Chen Xuan didn’t return in time, and these enemies found a way to break the formation, the threat to the Dao Sect would be immense.

Ying Xiaoxiao was deeply worried.

"Alright, everyone, attack with me!" Yuan Cang ordered, a gleam of triumph in his eyes.

The group unleashed their combined power.

"Boom!"

Yuan Cang bit the tip of his tongue and sprayed blood essence onto the black lotus petal. At the same time, waves of immense energy erupted behind him, merging with the energy of the petal to create a powerful force that struck the formation barrier.

"Bang!"

Crack!

The formation shattered.

Yuan Cang was ecstatic. He waved his hand and shouted, "Attack!"

Immediately, the mob, already impatient, surged forward like a swarm of locusts, charging at the Dao Sect disciples.

"Disciples of each hall, form defensive formations! Hold the line and wait for reinforcements!" Ying Xiaoxiao commanded decisively.

"To hell with it! Kill one, break even! Kill two, and it’s a profit! Xiaoxiao, take care of Huanhuan—I’m going in!"

Wang Yan’s eyes turned bloodshot as he charged toward the oncoming Yuan Gate disciples.

"Senior Brother Wang Yan! Don’t go! Come back!"

...

The Dao Sect disciples shouted desperately, but Wang Yan ignored them.

Consumed by rage, he plunged into the enemy horde, determined to take down as many as possible to avenge his fallen sister.