Yinshan Record

Chapter 637 The Rise and Fall of the Tide: Breaking Through the Formation (Part 1)
This black fish demon was one of the top-tier demons under the Qiantang Dragon Palace, holding the official position of a general in the Water Palace and commanding numerous demon naval soldiers. He had participated in several battles in the past and had fought many times with cultivators from the East China Sea.

Having missed with that fork, Black Fish suddenly felt a sense of foreboding. Su Che stood with his sword drawn, having gained some advantage from the two previous exchanges.

Although the impact caused his qi and blood to tremble, those were merely external injuries and did not damage his own foundation.

In the two exchanges just now.

The sword intent, like a probe, follows the principles of investigating things, constantly wandering amidst the towering waves.

By investigating things and observing the waves that constantly pull and tug at the surrounding water from the perspective of legal principles, Su Che was able to observe and understand the true nature of these towering waves from a higher level.

That's not a simple water-controlling formation; something else is hidden beneath these towering waves.

Behind the surging waves were streams of demonic energy emanating from the demon race, pulling at the surrounding天地元气 (heaven and earth energy) like tides.

Together, they followed a fixed frequency, continuously pulling the primordial energy of heaven and earth inward, and then pushing it outward.

The magical power of those demons was channeled together to form a dense network. The most important parts of this network were several nodes, where demons at the Core Formation level were stationed to guide and prevent these magical powers from conflicting with each other.

This kind of formation is not a pure water control technique, but a true method of combining forces.

Su Che stood with his sword drawn, having already discerned the general outline of the formations practiced by these demonic creatures.

The fork that the black fish demon swung just now was not just his own magic power, but rather a condensation of the demonic energy of countless demons in the formation. With the combined power, the force had already surpassed the level of the Core Formation stage, so it was only natural that it could shake one's own blood and qi.

Within this towering tornado, a young man in brocade robes, wearing a jade crown, with golden pupils and narrow eyes like those of a malevolent serpent, sat regally on a golden throne. His body was imbued with powerful demonic energy, and in the very center of the formation, a celestial dragon was faintly visible.

Amidst the surrounding illusions and the turbulent clouds, the celestial dragon scene gradually became distorted, causing the young master to frown slightly.

His name was Yun Yun, the biological son of the Dragon King of Qiantang. This Dragon King was a magnanimous man with hundreds of sons and thousands of grandsons. Yun Yun was the sixty-fourth son, hence he was also known as the "Sixty-Fourth Prince" in the Qiantang Dragon Palace.

The East Sea Dragon Clan still retains some ancient management practices from the primordial era. Each prince leads a territory of people who roam freely in the sea. On ordinary days, each prince is the leader of a tribe.

Once the Dragon King issues a decree, the various tribes, led by the Dragon Prince, will launch a coordinated attack.

Although occasional conflicts may arise, they are usually resolved very easily under the Dragon King's guidance.

However, this system also has its own flaws, namely that the princes often have conflicts with each other, forming factions and causing too much internal friction.

Yun Yun is training his troops here today because ever since the Dragon Lord's actions finally released the ancestor trapped in the Yin-Yang Realm, not only has it caused a great disaster in the Central Plains, but it has also quietly changed the original ecology of the East Sea.

Over the long years, the cultivators of the East Sea have treated the Qiantang lineage with a degree of respect, though not exactly amicable.

After all, the Dragon Clan is considered the old master of the East Sea.

However, after that ancestor returned to the sea, although he never showed up again, the cultivators on the East Sea began to feel that the dragon race was not their own kind, and they recalled the tragic memories of the ancient times.

Even the major sects in the surrounding area have changed their attitude of cooperation and are gradually distancing themselves from the Qiantang lineage.

The rain is coming and the wind is all over the building.

Although Yun Yun was not ranked high among the many sons of the Dragon King of Qiantang, he had his own discerning eye.

A major upheaval is about to sweep across the world, and at this time, the only right thing to do is to continuously strengthen one's own power.

Training the tribe wasn't because Yun Yun thought his soldiers would be of any use in case of trouble. Rather, it was to show his brothers and sisters that, regardless of what others thought, he, Yun Yun, was aware of the impending crisis.

The formation was affected at this moment, and Yun Yun, as the formation master in the center, naturally sensed it.

"What's going on up front?"

The Dragon Prince transmitted his chilling divine intent along the array, and soon received a response from his subordinates.

A red-haired yaksha of the Rejuvenation level lurked in the waves, reporting back on the battle situation ahead in detail.

"Your Highness, General Xuanlian has encountered a cultivator and is using the magic power within the formation to fight him. In the ensuing battle, General Xuanlian has gained the upper hand."

These ordinary people never know their true status.

Yun Yun suppressed his disgust for humans and continued to ask.

He occupies the central position, bearing the crucial responsibility of controlling the entire formation's core.

If those few powerful demons who had attained the Core Formation were managing the magical power of ordinary demons, then he was at the core of the entire formation, coordinating the magical power of all demons.

"A Core Formation cultivator?"

Yun Yun was somewhat surprised, and even more annoyed. Were there really Core Formation cultivators around here who dared to defy the Qiantang lineage?

"Yes, he is a sword cultivator, but it's clear he doesn't follow the Sword Palace's style."

That's not the way the Sword Palace operates.

Yun Yun was slightly relieved upon hearing this. As long as it wasn't the Sword Palace attacking, everything would be fine.

"Then what is Xuanlian waiting for? Just kill that cultivator and use him as a sacrifice to the flag."

The problem with this formation is that, although one's own divine will can cover the entire formation and communicate with the divine thoughts of those few Rejuvenating Core demons on normal days, they will lose contact with each other when facing an enemy.

After all, to mobilize the entire array of demonic energy and magical power, those Rejuvenating Demons wouldn't allow themselves to be distracted.

"The cultivator said that a demon had infiltrated our formation and that he had come to help. I think General Xuanlian held back some of his strength because of this, and probably believed him..."

The Crimson-Haired Yaksha and the Black Carp had always been at odds, and had often fought with this fathead fish. Now that he had the chance, he naturally had to say a few casual words to subtly plant a seed of trouble for the fathead fish in front of the Crown Prince.

"This black carp..."

Yun Yun swallowed the word "waste".

He was naturally skilled in controlling demons and would never arbitrarily judge his subordinates.

It's true that Xuanlian is honest and straightforward, but it's definitely not that unintelligent.

“...That cultivator seems to be quite extraordinary. Red Hair, go and lend him a hand.”

With the instructions given, Yun Yun calmed himself down and carefully activated the formation.

(End of this chapter)