Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

The moonlight fell silently, and within the great formation, countless illusory figures flickered.

Although Zhu Wuyao cannot break the formation, she can gamble using "probability".

As long as Wu Wei is not perfect, as long as the formation is not flawless, and as long as there is a possibility of it being broken, she will be able to break through given enough opportunities to try.

Moreover, before entering Jiaoling, Zhu Wuyao used the Boundless Formation to cause the great formation on Jiaoling to collapse during its operation.

Countless reflections attacked the great formation from different directions and in different ways.

Whether it was a path to life or a path to death, it was filled with dozens of reflections.

High in the sky, Wu Wei looked solemn as he controlled the great formation and tried to kill the audacious insect.

But every time her figure disappeared, she would reappear in another location, seemingly indestructible and impossible to kill, making her extremely difficult to deal with.

Many elders of the Juque Sect flew over.

"What happened?"

"Who is so audacious as to dare trespass into my Juque Sect?!"

"Senior Brother Wu is using an array to defend against the enemy. Quickly close the mountain gate and don't let anyone escape!"

……

During the conversation, before everyone could set up a trapping formation around Jiaoling, the compass in Wu Wei's hand that controlled the formation suddenly began to vibrate.

He quickly channeled his spiritual energy into the formation, attempting to stabilize it.

Just as the great formation was about to stop fluctuating, on Jiaoling Ridge, the intertwined and nested great formations, as if cut, scattered countless knots from the inside out with a single cut.

Like withered petals, they begin to fade layer by layer.

The spiritual power that Wu Wei had injected was also completely absorbed in an instant, and the great formation suddenly stopped operating.

This is the Falling Leaf Sword.

All power will return to nothingness, all surging will cease to be waves, and all clamor will be annihilated into silence.

Thousands of illusory beings rushed forward one after another, allowing Zhu Wuyao to find the optimal solution. He appeared in a corner of the great formation, not even knowing how to address this position within the formation.

Knowing what it is, but not why it is, is enough!

She appeared in the air corresponding to her reflection, grasped her sword, and slashed down.

Sword energy burst forth instantly.

As the sword fell, a seemingly "coincidental" chain reaction occurred, causing the tightly sealed multi-layered formation to begin to disintegrate in that instant.

The compass in Wu Wei's hand shattered instantly.

The members of the Juque Sect were all shocked.

"A master of formations?"

"Several layers of formations were cleaved open by a single sword strike! Oh no! This person is extremely skilled at breaking formations!"

"The formation is constantly changing. Not only do you have to find the point to break the formation, but you also have to find the right moment... Moreover, who is this person who can see through the connection between multiple layers of formations?!"

"Quickly set up a formation; we must not let this person escape!"

Wu Wei's multi-layered formation was not yet fully stable when it was cleaved open by a single sword strike. This unexpected situation put the Juque Sect members on high alert.

They all began to set up various traps in an emergency.

A figure appeared under the bright moon, surrounded by a few fluttering, withered yellow leaves.

Her eyes were calm as still water. The protective formations and enemy-slaying formations of the Giant Sword Sect, as well as the trapping formations set up by the elders, all fell into her eyes. Various variables and unpredictables were incorporated into her eyes and she began to deduce them.

It's like an extremely complex equation.

Three breaths later, the killing intent was not yet upon them.

A leaf, as light as dust, falls into the intricate formation. It may be the last snowflake in an avalanche, or the straw that breaks the camel's back.

Thus, a thousand-mile dike can be breached by an ant hole.

A tiny, almost invisible crack can cause a dam to burst and flood the city.

Like the true meaning of the "Trap-and-Disaster Sutra" of the Juque School.

However, in Zhu Wuyao's hands, it was manifested through divination.

The seemingly indestructible array of the Juque Sect was crushed by a single fallen leaf.

"Old Hong, why did you put your formation there? Oh dear!"

"Your formation attack is misdirected! Withdraw it immediately! The sect's protective formation has been blocked!"

"Fallen Leaves Invite Autumn, what are you doing! Are you crazy?!"

"Enough! Stop causing trouble!" Wu Wei shouted angrily.

……

The more chaotic the situation, the more advantageous it is for Zhu Wuyao. She carries fragments of the Heavenly Dao and is extremely adept at finding the optimal solution in complex situations.

Wu Wei seemed to realize that she was good at breaking the deadlock.

Suddenly, it released its oppressive aura, suppressing all the elders who were causing trouble, and even... some people wanted to take advantage of the chaos.

A spiritual light emanated from his body, from his feet to the top of his head, just as the message Zhu Wuyao had received had said, his entire body was surrounded by arrays.

"I can't figure it out!"

"How the formation surrounding him will operate next is entirely a matter of probability; there are no certainties. Wu Wei himself has no idea, and I cannot immediately find the pattern to its operation!"

The spirit pen reminded him in his divine sense.

The instant the spirit pen spoke, Zhu Wuyao immediately stepped forward, and countless illusory bodies leaped forward simultaneously, aiming their eyes at Wu Wei amidst the crowd.

The goal is to engage in close combat using swordsmanship to uncover the operational patterns of the array surrounding him, thereby providing information to the Spirit Brush.

All of this happened very quickly.

Zhu Wuyao broke through the formation from Jiaoling and leaped into the air. From the moment a withered leaf fell into the formation, instantly disrupting all the formations, to Zhu Wuyao attacking with his sword before the attack even arrived, all the actions took no more than twenty breaths.

Her reactions and speed are very fast.

The elders of the Juque Sect reacted within two sentences, and countless attacks from different elders rushed towards Zhu Wuyao who had leaped forward.

Her figure froze instantly, stopped, and fell downwards after being hit.

Meanwhile, countless reflections under the moonlight, trapped in different encirclements, began to shatter and dissipate.

However, amidst the overwhelming attacks, there is a one in ten thousand chance that a phantom body might happen to evade all the attacks.

Amidst countless flashing swords and treacherous magical formations, they remained safe and sound.

The reflection under the moonlight, misaligned, shifting, moving... through a series of incredible coincidences, narrowly escaped all attack spells.

The deaths and successive sacrifices of tens of thousands of illusory beings paved the way for this smooth path.

The reflection in the sky collapsed into the only reality in Wu Wei's incredulous gaze.

Zhu Wuyao's figure suddenly appeared.

She fought her way to Wu Wei amidst the siege of dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators in the Juque Sect, but she didn't expect her sword strike to harm him.

This person isn't so easy to kill.

She wielded the Fallen Leaf Sword and slashed at Wu Wei. All the surviving illusionary bodies attacked in different ways, trying to use this sword to probe the operating rules of his protective formation.

"No, that's not right!"

"It's the fluctuation of a fragment of the Heavenly Dao!"

"Danger! Run!"

The spirit pen cried out in his mind, and Zhu Wuyao was startled, his pupils contracted, but he didn't have time to withdraw his sword stance.

"Pfft—"

The Falling Leaf Sword never missed its mark.

All the illusory bodies struck without fail, piercing the body of the person before them with remarkable ease.

He looked down blankly, at a loss, at the sword blade that had pierced his chest. Below him, the small teleportation array had lost its light.

Zhu Wuyao's breath caught in her throat as she stared at the man she had only ever seen in a portrait.

The sword intent suddenly erupted, and before it could be withdrawn, it completely annihilated the opponent into ashes, which scattered with the wind.

This is... the leader of the Juque Sect...

A gasp rang in my ears—

"Fallen Leaves Inviting Autumn...killed the sect leader!!"