Journey to the West: I have Nine Golden Crows Inside Me-Chapter 1254 - 867 The real First Emperor’s treasury

"The Ten Abominable Formations?!"

Outside Xianyang city, as he looked at the extremely familiar formation before him, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, fell into memories.

During the Investiture Calamity, it was he who had broken the Ten Abominable Formations that stood before the armies of the Zhou Dynasty, at the cost of numerous deities’ lives. It could be said that there was a significant karmic tie between him and these formations.

Facing the Ten Abominable Formations, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, seemed hesitant, unsure whether he should enter.

Back then, he hadn’t been able to break the formation by normal means, and although his strength had greatly surpassed that of the past, the Ten Abominable Formations had also been correspondingly strengthened. If he really were to enter the formation, it was uncertain whether he could break through.

Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, intended to retreat, but as he thought of the Twelve Golden Figures inside, the hesitation in his eyes vanished. With the destruction of the Sea Pacifying God Pearl, his path to enlightenment was essentially cut off.

But heaven never seals off all exits; everything has a slim chance of survival, and for him, it lay with the Qin Emperor’s Twelve Golden Figures.

As long as he obtained these Twelve Golden Figures, he would be able to evolve the Dutian world, a realm even more perfect and powerful than the thirty-six heavens.

In other words, once he evolved the Dutian world, even without the Sea Pacifying God Pearl, his path to enlightenment could be continued, and it would become even stronger.

Just as Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, was hesitating, the twelve Quasi-Saints behind him approached, and not just them, but dozens of Innate Dao Sovereigns joined them.

Seeing this, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, made up his mind. He decided to play his old trick again; he would send these Innate Dao Sovereigns to their deaths, using their lives to fill the gaps in the formation and find its weaknesses. Then, he would join forces with the other Quasi-Saints and break the Ten Abominable Formations in one fell swoop.

"You there, choose a gate and enter!"

Once the thought struck him, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, immediately began instructing those Innate Dao Sovereigns.

None of those present were fools. Furthermore, understanding Randeng, the Ancient Buddha’s intentions quite well, it was clear to them what he was planning.

Yet, the twelve Quasi-Saints who had brought the Dao Sovereigns here did not show any inclination to speak up for them, and as for the Kunpeng Ancestor and Yun Zhongzi, they were even less likely to speak on their behalf.

If there were cannon fodder available, these Quasi-Saints certainly wouldn’t risk themselves.

Silence was the best response.

"You... "

At this moment, these Innate Dao Sovereigns finally understood the purpose of those twelve Quasi-Saints bringing them here was for them to be cannon fodder.

They had actually believed that these individuals were kind-hearted. How muddled by greed they were to have completely lost their sense of caution.

Such is the blinding nature of treasures!

In front of more than ten Quasi-Saints, there was no room for them to rebel. Instantly, ten Innate Dao Sovereigns with faces full of grief and indignation stepped forward,

"We’ll have to trouble you, fellow Daoist!"

A Quasi-Saint spoke up, seemingly familiar with Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, and greeted him.

"No trouble at all, only, this Ten Abominable Formation has been linked as one by the Qin Emperor. When the time comes, I’ll be asking for the help of all fellow Daoists to act together," Randeng, the Ancient Buddha replied with a smile, and conveniently expressed his own thoughts.

"Sure, sure!"

In just a few words, Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, formed a temporary alliance with these twelve Quasi-Saints. freewebnσvel.cѳm

As for Yun Zhongzi, he’d been standing by like an invisible man, silent and hiding in a corner since he arrived.

On the other hand, the Kunpeng Ancestor looked at the Ten Abominable Formations outside Xianyang city, and though there was no change in his expression, he was inwardly astonished to the extreme.

The Qin Emperor’s arrangement might fool others, but not him, the Kunpeng Ancestor, because the God-killing Array of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was derived through the collaboration of him, Di Jun, and Fuxi.

It could be said that the God-killing Array of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths was the embodiment of Kunpeng’s highest wisdom. How could he not recognize this formation?

He not only recognized the God-killing Array of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths but also saw the Cycle Star Array and the Dutian Twelve God-killing Array left by the Qin Emperor within Xianyang city.

Kunpeng was extremely familiar with these two supreme grand formations; he had participated in the extrapolation of the former, and had fought against the latter multiple times, and thus knew it all too well.

"This is going to be quite the spectacle!"

Stealing a glance at Randeng, the Ancient Buddha, and the others preparing to break the formation, the Kunpeng Ancestor sneered inwardly, having absolutely no intention of warning them.

The hatred the Kunpeng Ancestor had for the Buddhist sect was even greater than that for the Human Race. After all, the spark that ignited the great war between the witches and the demons was caused by Saint Zhunti. Had he not tempted the ten young Golden Crows to roam the Prehistoric World, the war between the witches and demons would not have broken out.

Saint Zhunti thought his plan was foolproof and obscure to all, but what kind of person was Di Jun— the founder of Heaven Court, the first-generation Tiandi of the Prehistoric World? If he’d truly set his mind on investigating, what could remain hidden?

It’s just that the outbreak of the witches and demons war was so sudden that he had no time to deal with the problems of the Western religion. However, this did not mean the matter would be forgotten. There would come a time for settling karmic retribution.

"You amuse yourselves slowly!"

With a disdainful look at the crowd, the Kunpeng Ancestor vanished on the spot and headed towards Xianyang city.

As they watched the Kunpeng Ancestor disappear, the crowd did not react much, because they knew that the Kunpeng Ancestor was different from them. They were just Quasi-Saints, but the Kunpeng Ancestor was one of the most top-level Great Divine Transcendents between Heaven and Earth, infinitely close to becoming a Daluo Jinxian of the Primordial Chaos.

They were at their wits’ end facing the Ten Abominable Formations; however, this did not mean the Kunpeng Ancestor was helpless. Essentially, he could ignore more than ninety-nine percent of the formations in the Prehistoric World— such was the confidence of a grandmaster in the art of formations.