From an ordinary boy to a legendary god

Chapter 883: Practical Combat Using Formations

Yichen and Xueying engaged in a fierce chase within the formation. Xueying was intent on destroying the core of the "Four Symbols Devil Trapping Formation," while Yichen desperately tried to stop him. Xueying's figure was as elusive as a ghost, each flicker attempting to circumvent Yichen and the others and reach the core. Yichen, relying on his keen perception, followed closely behind him.

"Hmph, you young immortals, don't even think about stopping me!" Xueying said viciously while dodging Yichen's attacks. A blood-red dagger suddenly appeared in his hand, emitting a strange aura, clearly an extremely powerful magical weapon. Xueying swung the dagger, sending streaks of blood shooting towards Yichen.

Yi Chen's expression changed slightly, and he quickly activated "Fresh Wind Shield." A pale green spiritual shield instantly appeared before him, blocking the blood-light attack. However, the impact of the blood-light forced Yi Chen to step back. "This guy is quite powerful. We can't be careless." Yi Chen was secretly vigilant, and at the same time, he sent a message to the disciples around him: "Everyone, surround him from different directions. Don't let him get close to the core of the formation."

Several disciples skilled in stealth moved silently, approaching Blood Shadow from all directions. Blood Shadow, sensing the movement around him, sneered, "A trifle! You think you can trap me like this?" He spun, the dagger in his hand dancing, and blood light, like a blooming blood-red flower, spread out in all directions.

One disciple was unable to dodge, and the bloody flash grazed his arm, instantly drawing blood. "Junior Brother!" Yi Chen's heart tightened, a flicker of anger in his eyes. He took a deep breath, channeling all his spiritual energy, and unleashed the "Swift Wind Phantom Talisman." His form instantly transformed into several afterimages, attacking the bloody shadow from different directions.

Facing Yi Chen's attacks, Xue Ying didn't dare to be careless and focused on responding. He swung the dagger in his hand quickly, neutralizing Yi Chen's attacks one by one. Just as the two sides were deadlocked, the battle on Jian Chen's side also entered a white-hot stage.

Jian Chen led his sword-cultivating disciples, coordinated with the "Four Symbols Devil-Trapping Formation," in close combat against the combined forces of the Earthly Demon Alliance. Jian Chen's "Star-Splitting Sky Sword" was incredibly powerful, forcing back several enemies with each swing. However, the combined forces of the Earthly Demon Alliance were not to be outdone, coordinating their efforts to break through the sword-cultivating disciples' defenses.

A burly cultivator, wielding a massive battle axe, charged towards Jian Chen. "Boy, give me your life!" he roared, raising his battle axe high and slashing at Jian Chen with immense force. Jian Chen's eyes remained calm as he dodged to the side, avoiding the fatal blow. Simultaneously, he swung his sword back, stabbing the burly cultivator in the chest.

The burly cultivator quickly blocked the blow with his battle axe. With a clang, the sound of metal clashing resounded throughout the battlefield. Jian Chen, using the recoil, leaped back, creating distance between him and the burly cultivator. "You evildoers, today is your end!" Jian Chen shouted, bolstering the morale of the sword cultivators.

The Ice disciples, led by Su Yao, also provided full support from the rear. Seeing the fierce clash between Jian Chen and the burly cultivator, Su Yao's heart moved. "Sisters, cast 'Ice Dragon Roaring Sky' and lend a hand to Senior Brother Jian Chen!" Su Yao gave the order, and the Ice disciples quickly gathered their spiritual energy.

A massive ice dragon soared into the air from the gathering point of the ice disciples' spiritual energy. It roared to the heavens, its voice shaking the surrounding air. It charged towards the burly monk, covering the ground with frost wherever it passed.

The burly monk's face dropped as he saw the ice dragon charging at him. He tried to evade, but the power of the "Four Symbols Devil Trapping Formation" restricted his movements. The ice dragon instantly devoured him, its powerful chill freezing him into an ice sculpture.

"Great!" The sword cultivators cheered upon seeing this, their morale greatly boosted. They took advantage of the enemy's panic and launched an even more fierce attack.

Lin Feng stood on the tower, taking in the entire battlefield. He watched the fierce battle between Yi Chen and Xue Ying, and a wave of worry washed over him. "Yi Chen and the others must successfully stop Xue Ying. Otherwise, if the formation is broken, the situation will be extremely disadvantageous to us." Lin Feng clenched his fists, secretly cheering Yi Chen and the others on.

At this moment, the leader of the Disha Alliance saw his side in dire straits, feeling both anxious and furious. "Damn that immortal sect! They've actually gained the upper hand thanks to their formation." His eyes swirled, and an idea suddenly struck him. "Everyone, listen up! Concentrate your forces on attacking a single point in the Qiankun Sect Protection Formation. If we can break this defensive formation, we can break through!" the Disha Alliance leader shouted.

Upon hearing the order, the cultivators from the combined forces of the Disha League concentrated their attacks on a single area of ​​the Qiankun Sect Protection Formation. Under the powerful attack, the light curtain of the Qiankun Sect Protection Formation flickered and a noticeable dent appeared.

"Oh no! They're trying to break the formation! Elder Yanfeng, strengthen the defenses of the 'Qiankun Protective Array'!" Lin Feng hurriedly said to Elder Yanfeng. Elder Yanfeng's expression was solemn. He quickly channeled his spiritual energy, attempting to stabilize the defenses of the 'Qiankun Protective Array'. "Elders, join me in reinforcing the formation!" Elder Yanfeng shouted to the other immortal sect elders.

Several elders from the Immortal Sect responded, coming to Elder Yanfeng and injecting their spiritual energy into the "Qiankun Sect Protection Formation." With the efforts of the elders, the light curtain of the "Qiankun Sect Protection Formation" gradually regained stability, resisting the concentrated attack of the combined forces of the Disha League.

"Breaking our formation won't be easy!" Elder Yanfeng snorted coldly as he looked at the combined forces of the Disha League. However, Lin Feng knew that this defense was only temporary. He had to quickly eliminate Blood Shadow and unleash the power of the "Four Symbols Devil Trapping Formation" to completely reverse the situation.

"Yi Chen, you must succeed!" Lin Feng prayed silently in his heart, while closely monitoring every change on the battlefield, ready to make new decisions at any time. The battle between the Xianmen and the Disha League entered its most critical moment, and both sides were fighting with all their might, trying to achieve the final victory.