Chapter 161: The Fifth Sword Formation

Situ!

This cannot continue. Elite Blood Fiends are much harder to kill than normal ones. Constantly using the Spatial Fissure Sword Qi consumes too much. We cannot hold on.

Lu Hangzhi quickly noticed that the Male God and Female God were using up their Magic Power very fast. After they killed just four Elite Blood Fiends, the two Divine Thought Clones became much more faded. If they kept up such strong spell attacks, the two Divine Thought Clones would soon disappear.

Not only were the Divine Thought Clones using a lot, he himself was not doing well either.

He had killed three Elite Blood Fiends in one go, and his Magic Power was almost gone. This was after cultivating The Path to Divinity to the second layer, which greatly reduced Magic Power consumption. Before this, two attacks would have finished him.

No good!

If this went on, something bad would happen sooner or later.

We must hold on even if we cannot.

Situ was under great pressure too. His tone was rough and helpless.

We must not let any Elite Blood Fiend land! If one gets through, there will be a second, a third… Hangzhi, hold on. Otherwise, the Barbarian Continent will truly be doomed.

Lu Hangzhi felt very frustrated, but he could see that Situ was under even more pressure than him.

Situ had not rested at all from the start.

Each step he took, teleporting next to an Elite Blood Fiend, seemed easy. But actually, using such a teleportation spell within the Flight Prohibition Array consumed a lot of Magic Power.

Moreover, killing an Elite Blood Fiend required even more Magic Power. The trident in Situ’s hand never stopped vibrating. He teleported from one Elite Blood Fiend to the next, the trident maintaining a frenzied high-frequency oscillation. The Sound Wave Law continuously reverberated through the Sky Passage, reaching everywhere.

More than half of the Elite Blood Fiends shot down were Situ’s work.

There was no other way.

Since Situ was working so hard, what reason did he have to slack off?

He could only grit his teeth and endure!

However…

Honglian.

Lu Hangzhi grew more dissatisfied with the Immortal Lord Xuanguang from the Seven Great Sects. He transmitted his message with a heavy tone.

Contact the Seven Great Sects immediately. Tell them Elite Blood Fiends are invading. We are fighting at full capacity and cannot last long! If they do not come out within half an hour, they can wait for us to exhaust ourselves and die, for the Two Realms Mountain to fall, and for the Human Race to be wiped out. Ask those old turtles how long they plan to hide.

…What? The situation is already this critical?

Honglian was startled. I will contact them right away.

In less than a minute.

Lu Hangzhi received a transmission from Honglian. Her voice sounded somewhat excited.

Hangzhi, we misunderstood. The Immortal Lords from the Seven Great Sects have long arrived at the Two Realms Mountain. They are analyzing the Blood Fiend materials left on the mountain.

Tell them they have half an hour at most. Otherwise, I bet the Blood Fiends will be digesting and analyzing their bodies in their stomachs. Lu Hangzhi felt he was being quite polite by not swearing with analyze your sister.

As the Spatial Rift Formation unleashed its power densely again, Lu Hangzhi gulped down large mouthfuls of Spirit Honey, very roughly pulling up the surface level of his Spiritual Power Pool.

Lu Hangzhi’s thoughts raced:

Good and evil cannot coexist.

Although the Seven Great Sects had stood in the Barbarian Continent for a long time, their strength was probably inferior to Immortal Lord Biluo. He should not place too much hope in them.

Although Lu Hangzhi asked Honglian to urgently seek help, he did not plan to stake all his hopes on the Immortal Lord Xuanguang from the Seven Great Sects…

At any time, relying on oneself is better than relying on others!

And!

Ever since his Spiritual Sense could reach the exit of the Sky Passage, he had a crazy and bold idea, but he never had the chance to try it.

Perhaps…

Now is the time to try!

Lu Hangzhi gritted his teeth. After muttering to himself, a rare fanaticism flashed in his eyes.

Situ!

What?

I have an idea!

…What idea? Tell me.

Situ looked over, a faint strange light flickering in his eyes.

During the time he spent with Lu Hangzhi, especially on the Flying Boat to Yanfu Mountain, he had learned some things about the other.

Lu Hangzhi was different from many people in this world. He had a strong ability to accept things and many fantastical ideas. For example, during the battle to destroy the Monster Lair, if Lu Hangzhi had not resolutely stepped forward, the situation might be very different now.

Lu Hangzhi transmitted his message:

I am not sure if it will succeed, but I want to try. I want to use the power of the Seven-Seven Sword Formation to merge and create Spatial Sword Qi. Then, do the opposite, break apart the Spatial Sword Qi, and preserve the power of Space Law…

The idea is good, and the method is feasible. But you are only at the Epiphany Stage Twelfth Grade. You have not truly stepped into the Life and Death Realm. Your Spiritual Sense and Magic Power will probably be insufficient. Situ quickly understood that Lu Hangzhi was preparing to walk the path of the Sword Cultivator’s Art Techniques from his world.

During the trip on the Flying Boat to Yanfu Mountain, he had mentioned to Lu Hangzhi that in his world, Sword Cultivators used sword formations to control Sword Qi, turning the virtual into reality, forming sharper, fiercer, and continuous attack spells.

If used properly, it was indeed possible to decompose and preserve the power of Law.

Imagine a giant sword’s Sword Qi suddenly breaking apart and reassembling into a giant bear. Both its size and intimidating power would increase greatly!

But this involved a major obstacle:

Cultivation base!

Magic Power reserves!

Without sufficiently strong Magic Power reserves to support it, one could not perform this spell.

Lu Hangzhi was already prepared for this.

Situ, watch over things for a while!

After shouting, Lu Hangzhi resolutely dismissed the Golden Greatsword Energy and simultaneously retracted the four sword formations back into the Tianji Umbrella…

The power of Space Law instantly dissipated!

What…

What happened?

What’s going on!!

The Golden Greatsword Energy, together with Situ, had been guarding the Two Realms Mountain. With these two Law Powers present, the Two Realms Mountain had remained safe until now. Lu Hangzhi suddenly dispersing the Space Law Power caused great panic.

Honglian and the others urgently transmitted messages.

Lu Hangzhi did not answer. Instead, he turned to the five Sword Spirits before him:

Five Seniors, are you ready?

The five Sword Spirits looked solemn and nodded in unison:

We are ready!

You can begin.

Hmph, I have long wanted to face these Mystic Light Stage Blood Fiends!

Let’s go.

These five Sword Spirits were Lu Hangzhi’s real trump card.

According to the method Situ described for constructing Sword Qi into physical form, it truly couldn’t be performed easily without great achievement in the Mystic Light Stage. He was still very strained to unleash the spell’s true power. But if he used the five Sword Spirit seniors as the core of the sword formation, and handed the five sword formations over to their command, he could save a large amount of Magic Power and mental effort during the casting process.

Actually…

This was also something the five Sword Spirits came up with while on the Flying Boat to Yanfu Mountain, based on the experience and knowledge passed down by Lady Situ.

Sword Spirits!

They were special beings themselves, having a compatibility with Sword Qi that casters lacked, making them easier and more natural to command.

Lu Hangzhi did not dare hesitate.

While Situ was fully occupied sealing the Sky Passage, taking on all the pressure, six Flying Swords shot out from the Tianji Umbrella.

First Sword Formation!

Early Spirit Concentration Stage Sword Qi.

Sword One smiled slightly, summoned his original Flying Sword, and flew out of the Matrix Tower together with the other six Flying Swords almost simultaneously. Then, six streams of Magic Power connected to Sword One’s body at an even faster speed.

Lu Hangzhi’s eyes lit up!

Truly worthy of being a Sword Spirit.

The moment the Flying Swords landed, the Sword Formation was completed—its speed was not just a little bit faster than an ordinary Sword Formation.

Moreover…

It indeed saved a small amount of Magic Power consumption.

Even if it wasn’t much.

“Hey, even at the Early Spirit Concentration Stage, there’s a noticeable surplus of Magic Power. The effect is even better than I imagined.”

Lu Hangzhi grinned.

Without another word, he spun the Tianji Umbrella again.

Sword Two flew out.

The second Sword Formation was also instantly formed!

Forty-nine streams of Mid Soul-Concentrating Stage Sword Qi burst forth.

The consumption…

Finally became quite noticeable.

Lu Hangzhi closed his eyes to sense for a moment and quickly concluded: the Magic Power consumption of a Sword Formation built with a Sword Spirit as its core was about eighty percent of that used to summon an ordinary Sword Formation.

A twenty percent surplus of Magic Power!

Lu Hangzhi was overjoyed!

Don’t look down on that twenty percent…

The further one advanced, the more significant that twenty percent of Magic Power would become.

Third Sword Formation!

Sword Three.

Fourth Sword Formation!

When the Sword Qi’s power reached the Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage, Lu Hangzhi finally felt a faint sense of pressure…

But the Mirror Spirit Cat and the Spiritual Insects had already started working together.

Those holding gourds did their part;

Those offering close combat support did theirs.

In the Spiritual Power Pool, the level that had instantly dropped by half quickly returned to its peak state…

Continue!

Sword Five!

Lu Hangzhi gritted his teeth, and six more Flying Swords flew out from the Tianji Umbrella.

Buzz!!!!

The wind and clouds shifted.

The moment the fifth Sword Formation was completed, an awe-inspiring presence descended from the sky…

Above the Concentrated Spirit Peak Stage was…

Mystic Light!

In an instant! Forty-nine streams of Mystic Light Stage Sword Qi shot out.

Above Two Realms Mountain, the wind and clouds churned.

In that moment, the Sword Formation drained all the Magic Power from Lu Hangzhi’s body.

Lu Hangzhi’s face paled slightly, but a trace of wild and triumphant smile flashed across his sickly cheeks.

He succeeded!

The second layer of “The Path to Divinity” reduced Magic Power consumption during spellcasting by about twenty percent;

Building a Sword Formation with a Sword Spirit as the core reduced Magic Power consumption by another twenty percent!

It was as if these forty-nine Mystic Light Stage Sword Qi were summoned with only sixty percent of the usual consumption…

With the combined assistance of the Mirror Spirit Cat and the Spiritual Insects, his complexion quickly returned to a healthy glow.

“Haha!”

“I succeeded!”

Lu Hangzhi immediately sent a message to Situ.

The latter had just finished off a group of Elite Blood Fiends. Wiping the fine sweat from his forehead, he let out a long sigh of relief. “You madman”—it was unclear whether he felt relieved about eliminating the Elite Blood Fiends or was glad about Lu Hangzhi’s bold and crazy actions.

Huh?

Just then.

Situ fixed his gaze on the Sword Qi above the Matrix Tower.

Something seemed off.

…

The moment the fifth Sword Formation was completed, the cultivators at Two Realms Mountain were in an uproar!

The Seven Great Sects.

Two Realms Sect!

Yanfu Mountain!

All cultivators focused on the summit of Two Realms Mountain, each face showing extreme shock and astonishment, followed by ecstatic joy.

Above the Matrix Tower, over two hundred streams of Sword Qi displayed majestic heavenly might!

Among them, the forty-nine Mystic Light Stage Sword Qi were particularly conspicuous, like a white-haired general standing out prominently in a river of Spirit Concentrating Sword Qi.

Huh?

It seemed…

Something was indeed a bit off.

Lu Hangzhi, having recovered, quickly noticed that within these forty-nine Mystic Light Sword Qi, there was a faint trace of something both unfamiliar and familiar.

What was it?

It felt a bit like… the Power of Years he had seen in the starry sky?