REINCARNATION OF THE STRONGEST WAR HERO-Chapter 324: A Formation

Chianxu pushed the door open and quietly descended the stairs toward the underground level.

Before reaching her destination, she retrieved a dark cloak from her spatial pouch and draped it over herself.

The moment she pulled up the hood....

She vanished.

Not just her body, but her very presence disappeared. Her scent, her aura, even the faint fluctuations of spiritual energy around her... all erased.

She moved again. Silent. Intangible.

Like a shadow slipping through cracks in reality.

Soon, she reached the underground detention chamber. Ten prison cells lined the dim corridor. A few guards stationed to keep everything in check. And in one of them...

Was the person she had come for.

Logan!

She struck without hesitation. In mere breaths, every guard stationed in the underground collapsed. They didn’t even understand what had hit them before darkness swallowed their consciousness.

If the Chong Family members had still been inside the estate, reaching this place would have been impossible.

But fate favored her. With the estate’s main forces occupied outside, she had slipped in like a ghost through the cracks of their defenses.

The guards now lay scattered across the stone floor, unmoving.

Chianxu walked calmly toward Logan’s cell.

Inside the cell, Logan had already sensed the disturbance. He was sitting in a lotus position earlier, eyes closed, attempting to unlock his internal energy. But no matter how much he tried, his spiritual circulation refused to respond. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

He had assumed it was due to his injuries.

If only he knew....

It was the formation embedded within the cell that was suppressing him.

Then...

Thud!

His eyes snapped open just in time to see a guard drop to the ground like fruit falling from a tree.

Another body hit the floor. And another.

Logan’s eyes widened. ’What in the world is happening?’

He couldn’t even use his Spirit Zone at the moment. Confusion clouded his face.

Seeing his bewildered expression, Chianxu lowered her hood.

The moment she did...

Her figure reappeared.

Her presence returned like a wave crashing back into existence.

"You!" Logan exclaimed, stunned. "How are you here?"

"There’s no time to explain unnecessary details," Chianxu said firmly. "The lives of our Spirit Families are in danger. And only you can help."

She raised her hand. Her spatial pouch shimmered faintly. A translucent jar materialized in her palm.

The moment it appeared...

Logan’s gaze locked onto it.

Not the jar.

But what was inside.

A blood essence!

He had seen blood essences many times before. Yet the one before him was different.

Completely different.

This essence felt ancient. Primordial.

Its color was deeper, lively — like condensed starlight soaked in millennia of power.

It pulsed faintly within the jar, emitting an aura that felt both sacred and terrifying.

Not ordinary. Not mortal. Something... heavenly.

Logan found himself unable to look away.

"Break the cell and come out already," Chianxu said.

Logan didn’t reply. He continued to stare at the blood essence, as if in a daze, mesmerized by its sight.

"What are you doing? Come out already." Chianxu spoke again. This time, even louder.

Finally, Logan returned to his senses and looked at Chianxu.

"I can’t," he replied bitterly. "For some reason, I can’t use my internal energy anymore."

Frustration weighed heavily in his voice.

Without internal energy, he couldn’t even use magic properly. He relied on it to channel his spells. And while he could still attempt to use artificial mana, Spirit Mountain itself was protected by a massive formation designed to suppress any external or fabricated mana.

He was completely sealed. So at the moment, he was nothing but an ordinary mortal. No cultivation. No magic. Just a human being.

"You can’t?" Chianxu frowned slightly, surprise flashing across her face.

She immediately took out a talisman and pressed it against one of the iron bars of the cell.

The moment it made contact, it lit up and began to burn.

"I see," she muttered. "Just as I thought. There’s a formation suppressing your internal energy."

Without hesitation, she pulled out another talisman and slammed it against the wall of the cell.

"Break!" she shouted.

The talisman flared violently. The bars trembled.

But they did not shatter.

Logan continued to watch what she was doing. ’Did she say a formation? It’s a relief then. I almost thought it was gone forever.’

"Damn it," meanwhile, Chianxu hissed. "The formation is too strong. A talisman alone isn’t enough."

"Then what do we do?" Logan asked.

"We’ll need outside force as well," she replied quickly. "The talisman can weaken the formation temporarily, but something has to physically break it. Like someone else breaking it forcefully or maybe hitting it with a battering ram or something like that."

Her internal energy wasn’t sealed, but while activating the talisman, she didn’t have the luxury of attempting to break it forcefully as well.

She fell silent, thinking rapidly. Then suddenly....

"Wait here. I’ll look for something heavy." She turned to leave.

"Wait!"

But Logan’s voice stopped her.

"Can you press the talisman against the bar one more time?" he asked.

Chianxu blinked. "Why?"

"Just do it. I want to try something."

She studied him for a brief second, then nodded.

"Fine."

She slapped the talisman onto the iron bar again.

It ignited instantly.

Logan slowly rose from his lotus position. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Then, he drew his right arm back.

Deep. Controlled.

Muscles coiling like a compressed spring.

And then...

BAM!

His fist smashed into the iron bar with explosive force. No internal energy, no mana. Just raw physical power.

But the underground chamber echoed with the impact.

Chianxu stared at him in stunned disbelief.

’Didn’t he just say he couldn’t use internal energy?’ she thought. ’Who does he think he is? Trying to break a formation-reinforced bar with a bare fist? What a sho....’

She didn’t get to finish her thought before....

Crack!

A spiderweb of fractures spread across the iron bar.

It didn’t break. The crack wasn’t deep either. But it was there.

Chianxu swallowed. Her throat felt dry. ’What is he...? A gorilla?’

Logan pulled his arm back again. This time deeper.

He planted his left foot forward and twisted his waist sharply.

His muscles tightened like forged steel.

And then...

Swoosh!

Another punch.

BAAAAM!