I Can Fix My Talent in Hundred Lives-Chapter 157 - 135: Slaying the Core Formation

"So, Mo Yunshan, it turns out to be him!"

Back in the day, this man was quite renowned among Foundation Establishment cultivators, and his sixth senior brother, Fang Lingxiao, died at the hands of this very person!

Next, he looked at the blood puppet. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Chen Sheng felt an intense familiarity, his divine sense attaching itself to the cyan flood dragon as it endlessly battled the blood puppet.

Gradually, Chen Sheng’s expression grew increasingly grim as he sensed many familiar auras within the blood puppet — He Manlou, He Ping’an, and those rebellious sons of his who died miserably by the West River.

Chen Sheng’s eyes turned cold, driving the grand array to its peak, continuously applying pressure on Mo Yunshan.

The water droplets splashed up by the bone blade in the blood puppet’s hand carried a corrosive aura, and the moment the soul manipulation chain locked onto the wolf paw, the ghost flame began to spread along the fur.

However, each time the cyan flood dragon was shattered, it would reassemble in the water, and where the Celestial Wolf’s fur was singed, moonlight quickly restored it to its pristine state.

Chen Sheng’s array banner spun fiercely in his hand, dense fog rising instantly from the lake surface, with the power of the grand array fully bolstering the two array beasts.

The breath of the Celestial Wolf transformed into an invisible storm, erasing the blood shadows wherever it went.

From time to time, the cyan flood dragon dived into the water waves, emitting a dazzling light, and when reappearing, its dragon claw would have gathered the entire lake’s strength.

Soon, the blood puppet fell into a disadvantage.

The dragon claw of the cyan flood dragon was indestructible, continuously tearing apart the blood puppet’s body.

"Snap!"

With a crisp sound, the five-clawed cyan flood dragon struck down, carrying unmatched might, completely shattering the blood puppet, its scattered flesh turning into black flames upon landing.

"No!"

Mo Yunshan was shocked to see this, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, and his aura visibly declined.

His expression was fierce, his face extremely grim — a dignified Master Fake Pill like him, yet unable to handle a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator!

"You forced me!"

He looked pale as a sheet, spat out a blood pill, his mana wavering on the verge of falling back to Foundation Establishment.

The blood pill erupted with intense red light.

The ghostly shadows seeking the array hub within the illusion realm suddenly split with the blood pill’s support, becoming a sky-full of blood spirits, crazily devouring the surrounding array light curtain.

At one point, the array in the southeast corner suddenly fluctuated — the water shadow there "panic-stricken" exposed a flaw, and the spirit stones piled up behind emitted dense spiritual Qi.

"Found the array hub!"

Mo Yunshan turned into a dark light rushing straight forward, eyes full of delight.

As long as he destroyed those spirit stones, this Tier Three array would collapse without any attack.

He maneuvered the chains, emitting a sharp screech, quickly summoning countless blood spirits, fiercely crashing into a light curtain.

"Thud!"

The light curtain was torn open, revealing a cloud sea.

In the cloud sea, a Daoist in a green robe wielded an array banner, with a mass of spirit stones behind him continuously providing energy to the array.

"Found you!"

Mo Yunshan’s eyes turned icy and vicious to the extreme, transformed into a dark light, recklessly charging into the cloud sea.

Chen Sheng, however, smiled lightly, his voice like an ice bead falling onto a jade disc:

"I’ve been waiting for you, Daoist!"

"Celestial Spirit Wind and Thunder, rise!"

With Chen Sheng’s low shout, one hundred and eight flying swords suddenly appeared in the void, their blades glowing with wind and thunder runes, precisely the Wind and Thunder Sword he painstakingly refined!

The Celestial Spirit Wind-Thunder Sword Array materialized, thunder roaring, wild winds swirling, countless sword Qi whistling, interweaving into an independent array space.

A majestic sword light traversing dozens of yards coalesced, carrying the power to rend heaven and earth, slashing toward Mo Yunshan!

"Ah—!"

A piercing scream echoed through the grand array.

Mo Yunshan’s body was split in two by the sword light, turning into a blood rain across the sky.

In the blood rain, a remnant blood shadow coalesced, seeking to escape the sword array!

Chen Sheng’s expression remained unchanged, knowing Blood Refining Dharma King once escaped using this secret technique, he was naturally prepared.

In the void, chains formed from wind and thunder power suddenly appeared, entwining like iron snakes, tightly binding Mo Yunshan’s blood shadow.

Chen Sheng flicked his fingers, the sword net contracting layer upon layer.

Immediately, several overwhelming sword lights slashed down, each containing sharp Sword Gang.

Mo Yunshan’s blood shadow was constantly shattered, then constantly reassembled, its aura growing weaker.

Each sword light fell, the blood shadow thinned a little.

"Spare me, Daoist! I have a chance to form a nascent soul!"

Mo Yunshan’s blood shadow pleaded desperately from within.

The sword light continued without the slightest pause.

Finally, after being repeatedly slain seven times by the array, Mo Yunshan’s blood shadow completely dissipated, leaving no trace of aura.

At Cloud Sea Peak, Chen Sheng withdrew the array banner, exhaling a long breath.

Simultaneously.

His gaze turned toward the sky, his array banner fluttering as he released another water moon illusion, walked to the grand array’s edge, and remotely cupped his hands towards the void:

"Two real immortals outside, spying for quite some time, would you care to reveal yourselves?"