Chapter 367: A Grain in the Vast Sea

Six people attacked toward the direction of the Formless Immortal Sovereign's Void Shadow.

Blood Seal!

Full spring wish, scattered sorrow, one whip severs eternity!

Heavenly Thunder Technique, Resounding Thunder!

One layer severs thought, two layers sever life!

Great desolation, lawlessness, a sword dreams of the Yellow Springs!

Twofold life‑death blades!

In that instant, six beams of brilliance erupted within the passage, brimming with pressure!

The Formless Immortal Sovereign's Void Shadow raised a hand, instantly grasping a long sword in his palm; he lifted the sword, as if ten thousand jins of force tore the spatial currents, and the entire passage began to split, booming, nearly collapsing.

He swept his sword horizontally!

Boom—

The deafening blast shattered the ears, and the attacks of the Qianshan Six Sons were completely nullified; they were violently hurled backward, falling to the rear!

And Yuan Yao, who had been flung backward, felt a powerful suction again; even though she poured all her spiritual energy to resist the Formless Immortal Sovereign's pull, it was to no avail!

Yao Yao—

Several people shouted in surprise.

Yuan Yao was forcibly drawn to the front of the Formless Immortal Sovereign's Void Shadow; her whole body was immobilized, and then her hand was lifted by an invisible force.

Immediately after, Yuan Yao's originally transparent Saint‑Rank storage ring began to materialize.

The Formless Immortal Sovereign was about to snatch her storage ring through the air—

Ying Wuji darted forward, slashing at the Formless Immortal Sovereign with a sword, but it was blocked by a defensive spirit shield he conjured.

Clang!

Sparks flew in all directions, and the sword aura dissipated into nothingness.

Yuan Yao watched the breathtaking scene, trying to shout, but her throat seemed blocked, unable to emit any sound.

In the next moment, the Formless Immortal Sovereign unexpectedly swung his hand back, slamming a heavy palm onto Ying Wuji's chest.

A muffled thud sounded as the black‑clad youth crashed heavily against the wall; his handsome face turned instantly pallid, and blood streamed down his mouth corner.

Wuji!

Song Yan's complexion changed abruptly.

Immediately after, Song Yan's brows grew cold; he gripped his sword with both hands and, without hesitation, thrust it toward his own chest, blood beginning to bloom a vivid crimson flower on his white robe.

A Grain in the Vast Sea, Transform!

As the words fell, a burst of golden light totems erupted instantly from his chest.

Boom!

He himself underwent a cataclysmic transformation in an instant.

His hair instantly turned platinum, the exposed skin on his body faintly revealed golden totem patterns, and his aura surged to the Spirit Transformation Realm.

Song Yan flashed, and vanished before the crowd in an instant.

The onlookers were shocked by the sight.

Even Xiao Lingwei and the others had never seen the Eldest Senior Brother in such a form.

Lu Xiangxiang immediately called out, "Master, beware his shadow!"

Following the voice, they looked down and saw a shadow on the ground, rushing toward the Formless Immortal Sovereign like lightning.

Just as the crowd thought he was employing some technique to hide within the ground, a 'buzz' sounded, a violent force trembling, and a sword blade sliced through the spiritual link the Formless Immortal Sovereign used to control Yuan Yao.

Yuan Yao regained her freedom, immediately stepping back and distancing herself from the Formless Immortal Sovereign.

The Formless Immortal Sovereign narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and swung a sword, instantly slashing toward Song Yan's position.

A 'boom' sounded.

Song Yan materialized, using his sword to block the Formless Immortal Sovereign's strike, but was knocked back several steps, blood spilling from his mouth corner.

Ying Wuji, Xiao Lingwei, Xue Jin, and Cang Li surged forward again, coordinating seamlessly to attack the Formless Immortal Sovereign.

However, their attacks had essentially no effect on the Formless Immortal Sovereign.

Seeing this, Yuan Yao felt a slight constriction in her chest; she was about to raise her sword toward the Formless Immortal Sovereign.

"This Formless Immortal Sovereign is formidable," Yue Liu's voice suddenly echoed in Yuan Yao's mind, "The Avatar Talisman can summon a fragment of this sovereign's soul here; it can wield eighty percent of his power. All of you combined are no match for him, because he is already a Great Perfection Realm practitioner."

Cultivators' levels are divided as: Qi Refining Realm, Foundation Establishment Realm, Golden Core Realm, Nascent Soul Realm, Spirit Transformation Realm, Void Refinement Realm, Body Integration Realm, Great Perfection Realm.

"Yuan little friend, under these circumstances, you cannot guard the Yue family's assets."

"He is too strong," Yue Liu gave such a strong assessment.

"Yuan little friend, he currently has no murderous intent, proving he will not take your lives," Yue Liu sighed helplessly, "Give him the items."

Yuan Yao, though finding these words unpleasant, recognized it as reality.

But she still had a way.

She could use a teleportation scroll to escape from here.

She suddenly recalled something and urgently queried Yue Liu with her thoughts: "How long until the Zi hour now?"

Yue Liu paused slightly, answering vaguely, "Half a quarter hour."

Yuan Yao exhaled in relief upon hearing that.

She told Yue Liu, "These things must never be cheapened for them! One cannot cheapen anyone, especially the male and female protagonists."

Having said that, before Yue Liu could react, Yuan Yao grasped the Phantom Spirit Sword and headed toward the Formless Immortal Sovereign.

She instantly spread her spiritual energy net.

Buzz—

Lu Xiangxiang, who was watching from the side, suddenly sensed something; before she could react, a powerful wave of spiritual energy instantly invaded the space of her consciousness.

Lu Xiangxiang's face changed in shock; she realized that Yuan Yao was frantically devouring her spiritual energy.

"Everyone—"

"Come and receive instruction from the Formless Immortal Venerable!"

Yuan Yao's voice rang out.

Before Seventh Elder, Bian Chen, Nie Bai, and Lu Xiangxiang could react, the disciples of the Heaven One Sect instantly grasped their weapons and surged toward the Formless Immortal Venerable.

Among them, the severely wounded Second Elder was also present!

"Stop right now!" Seventh Elder showed an incredulous expression, his voice hoarse as he shouted to halt.

At this moment they were already under Yuan Yao's control of consciousness, like puppets on strings, utterly unable to stop.

The Formless Immortal Venerable slightly frowned, lifted his finger lightly, and, like a stabilizing divine needle, froze all Heaven One Sect disciples in place.

Seventh Elder, seeing this, let out a sigh of relief as if a burden had been lifted.

But the next scene made her display a look of astonishment.

The disciples' eyes were hollow, yet tears streamed continuously.

At the same time, Yuan Yao and the senior brothers and sisters exchanged a telepathic glance, then simultaneously nodded, and swiftly formed the Thousand Mountains Sword Array as fluidly as drifting clouds.

"Thousand Mountains Sword Array—"

The six of them surrounded the Formless Immortal Venerable and let out a low shout.

"Open!"

In an instant, a massive golden blade emerged from above the center of the sword array; with a "Boom" it explosively shattered the wall above, thrusting straight toward the Formless Immortal Venerable!

The Formless Immortal Venerable seemed to sense a hint of danger; he raised his hand and blocked the blade!

Boom—boom—boom!

The massive impact swept through the entire passage, and other parts of the underground labyrinth began to collapse and crumble.

Bian Chen watched this scene, his expression complex.

Nie Bai, while repelling the shockwave, stared at them, his gaze growing ever deeper.

With a deafening roar, the Six of the Thousand Mountains were violently hurled outward, suffering the sword array's backlash; blood spurted from their mouths.