Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 1604 - 1574: Truly Disappointing!

Luo Feng Gorge.

Under the thick black fog, it’s impossible to see what’s going on inside from the outside.

Even a divine sense as strong as a peak Saint King Realm can’t penetrate this layer of black fog.

If it were the previous Xiao Yi, he wouldn’t be able to use divine sense to perceive the situation inside Luo Feng Gorge.

However...

Now, Xiao Yi has experienced the trials of Qingtian Tower, with his Primordial Spirit binding the Three Flowers on top, and further condensed a Golden Lotus beneath.

His Primordial Spirit can rival that of a Saint Emperor Realm expert.

As he approached Luo Feng Gorge, he used his divine sense to detect that indeed, there was an ambush set up by experts from the Blissful Heaven Realm inside.

This is why he left Tan Huajian and the others outside Luo Feng Gorge and entered alone.

As Xiao Yi and the experts from the Judgment Camp arrived at Luo Feng Gorge.

The scouts of the Eighteenth Legion stationed within Luo Feng Gorge discovered them and reported to Ding Zhonghe immediately.

Upon hearing that Xiao Yi left the Judgment Camp members outside Luo Feng Gorge and approached alone, Ding Zhonghe couldn’t help but frown: "Has he discovered us?"

"Lord Ding, this Luo Feng Gorge is covered by black fog; the outside can’t possibly detect what’s inside. In my estimation, Xiao Yi is just being cautious and confident in his strength, so he came alone to scout!" Formation Master Wu Chengrong, with his bald head shining, declared confidently.

Ding Zhonghe’s eyes brightened, and he nodded, "Master Wu is right. Everyone, conceal yourselves well and don’t let Xiao Yi discover us." He paused, looking at Wu Chengrong before him, "Master Wu, are the Heavenly-Bound Earthly-Trapped Great Formation and the Breath Concealing Formation all set?"

Wu Chengrong lifted his chin slightly, full of confidence: "Rest assured, Lord Ding, there’s no formation I can’t handle!"

"That’s good! Once Xiao Yi finishes scouting, the Judgment Camp members should come in..."

Ding Zhonghe squinted, eyes gleaming with excitement, "The strongest Judgment Camp of the Zhen Tian Legion, if I can annihilate them completely, it would be a tremendous accomplishment..."

Wu Chengrong confidently said, "Don’t worry, with my Heavenly-Bound Earthly-Trapped Great Formation, they won’t escape."

At this moment.

Xiao Yi’s figure appeared inside Luo Feng Gorge.

He walked leisurely, not appearing to notice anything unusual, with not a hint of being on guard.

Wu Chengrong smugly said, "See? My Breath Concealing Formation has reached a divine level. Even a peak Saint King Realm expert within it can’t decipher its mysteries. In this Luo Feng Gorge, the black fog has no effect, and we are right under his nose, yet he discovered nothing!"

Array Grandmasters.

No matter the world, they are extremely esteemed existences.

Some mighty Array Grandmasters can set up terrifying formations single-handedly, enough to contend with super experts of the Saint Emperor Boundary.

Such Array Grandmasters are also known as Titled Grandmasters.

Wu Chengrong’s mentor is one of the ten Titled Grandmasters of the Blissful Heaven Realm, honored as the World-Destroyer Grandmaster, Wu Pingsheng.

This individual himself is at the peak of the Saint King Realm and once set up layer upon layer of formations to slay a Saint Emperor Realm expert alive.

Thus acquiring the honor of a Titled Grandmaster.

Wu Chengrong, being one of the four direct disciples of Wu Pingsheng, has terrifying achievements in the Dao of Formations.

For this reason.

Wu Chengrong could hold a key position in the Eighteenth Legion. Although not a Legion Commander, his status is by no means inferior to Ding Zhonghe and Zhou Ziwen.

"Huh? It seems he’s walking towards us. Could he have discovered us?" A strong figure from the Eighteenth Legion looked at Xiao Yi, strolling leisurely toward him, and whispered in uncertain suspicion.

Hearing this, Wu Chengrong’s face turned cold, and he snorted, "What nonsense are you saying? How could he possibly...?"

Before he could finish speaking.

Xiao Yi suddenly threw a punch.

A dazzling light gathered on his arm and burst into a black flash, slicing horizontally between heaven and earth with a thunderous roar. Its speed was as swift as lightning, enveloping even the Eighteenth Legion experts hidden in the Breath Concealing Formation, fused entirely with the surroundings, within its arc.

Boom!

Heaven and earth shook violently.

Not only did this punch carve out a terrifying hundred-mile tunnel through the mountain, but it also ground thousands of Eighteenth Legion experts along the way into dust, their bones shattered, dissipating into the world.

Hiss!

All the Eighteenth Legion experts ambushed in Luo Feng Gorge were stunned.

One by one, they were struck dumb, staring blankly at Wu Chengrong and Ding Zhonghe, silently questioning: Didn’t you say the Breath Concealing Formation was infallible, and he couldn’t possibly discover us? What’s with this punch?

Ding Zhonghe suppressed his anger, thinking if Wu Chengrong hadn’t assured that Xiao Yi couldn’t discover those hidden in the Breath Concealing Formation, upon Xiao Yi’s appearance, they would have immediately prepared defenses.

How could there be such a massive loss?

Wu Chengrong, too, was sweating profusely, yet he had absolute confidence in his formation expertise, not believing Xiao Yi could see through his Breath Concealing Formation, and gritted out, "Rest assured, this was just Xiao Yi’s probing attack, he’s only testing the waters. My Breath Concealing Formation wouldn’t be seen through, unless a Saint Emperor personally descends."

"Just a probing attack?"

"This Xiao Yi is indeed cautious. Having discovered nothing visually or with divine sense, he resorts to such a low tactic..."

The crowd whispered, accepting Wu Chengrong’s explanation.

Yet before Wu Chengrong could breathe a sigh of relief, they saw Xiao Yi swiftly turn around, his hand like an arrow, sweeping out with the momentum of striking down thousands.

Swish!

The thousand-meter-long blade of light was like a sword from the heavens, severing the mountain in half with a crisp sound.

Amidst the ensuing tremor of mountain and earth.

The mountain crumbled, the ground sank.

This time, over ten thousand soldiers nearby were completely wiped out by Xiao Yi’s palm strike.

Ding Zhonghe’s face turned green, with a grim expression he questioned, "Are you sure he can’t find us?"

Wu Chengrong, drenched in cold sweat, was bewildered by Xiao Yi’s precise and consecutive strikes.

Gulp!

Wu Chengrong swallowed hard, opened his mouth, still struggling to explain to Ding Zhonghe: "It was probably just a coincidence..."

Then.

Boom!

Xiao Yi struck again, precisely taking out all the hidden Eighteenth Legion experts once more.

With just three strikes.

The number of experts who perished under his hand already exceeded thirty thousand.

It’s important to know...

Ding Zhonghe only brought a hundred thousand.

The battle hadn’t even started, yet thirty thousand were lost.

How could this battle continue?

"Master Wu, are you sure it’s just a coincidence? Are you certain he’s just guessing?" Ding Zhonghe questioned.

"This, this..."

Wu Chengrong kept wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking about how to explain to Ding Zhonghe.

But just then...

Xiao Yi, who seemed as if he hadn’t noticed them just now, appeared not far behind Wu Chengrong, a slight smile at the corner of his mouth as he slowly spoke, "Is this all the capability of the Blissful Heaven Realm’s Array Masters? It’s truly disappointing..."