Chapter 97: Self-Sabotage?

Compared to Wang Yu Yao and Mu Lingxi, the shock in Ye Zhenshan's heart was far greater.

The Blood Spirit Great Method was a powerful offensive technique he had discovered in an ancient cave dwelling, along with the Blood Sacrifice Technique.

Because of the Blood Sacrifice Technique, he had been able to rapidly break through from a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage cultivator whose lifespan was nearing its end to become a Golden Core expert.

Because of the Blood Sacrifice Technique, there was the opportunity for the rise of his Ye family.

The Blood Sacrifice Technique is so powerful.

How could the Blood Spirit Great Method, discovered alongside it, be weak?

Although he had not displayed his true strength since his breakthrough, he was confident that he could easily suppress cultivators of the same level by relying on the Blood Spirit Great Method.

Yet now, even after having unleashed his trump card, the Blood Spirit Great Method, he had actually still failed to defeat this strange bird.

Not only did he fail to defeat it, he hadn't even managed to injure the strange bird in the slightest.

This result completely shattered his pride as a Golden Core Stage cultivator.

The initial confidence and arrogance on his face had now completely vanished, replaced by a look of gravity.

His gaze flickered for a moment.

He waved his palm.

Dozens of small flags flew out, vanishing into the void.

Streaks of Spirit Light tore through the sky, transforming into a large Formation that shrouded this Underground World.

The moment the Formation was formed, a tyrannical power of suppression descended indiscriminately.

Within the area covered by the Formation, the Spiritual Power of all living beings was suppressed, rendering it unusable.

Mu Lingxi and Wang Yu Yao felt the silence of the Spiritual Power within their bodies, and looks of alarm appeared on their faces.

"My Spiritual Power and Soul power can no longer be used!"

"Mine too."

Squeak, squeak~

The chick let out a startled cry and flapped its wings, returning to Wang Jianqiang's shoulder.

Wang Jianqiang could feel that the power within its body had also been suppressed.

"I admit your bird is strong, and I cannot do anything to it, but now, within this Forbidden Array, its power has been suppressed. I want to see what else you can use to block me."

Ye Zhenshan looked at Wang Jianqiang with a gloomy expression, his words filled with murderous intent.

After speaking, he took out another paper talisman.

He poured Spiritual Power into it, and the paper talisman shattered.

A streak of Spirit Light erupted, then transformed into a First-layer Spirit Light membrane that expanded in all directions, finally merging with the Forbidden Array.

"This is the Heavenly Light Profound Origin Array. Once this Formation is formed, one may only enter and not exit; it cannot be broken by anyone other than a Nascent Soul cultivator."

"You lot are now like turtles in a jar to me!"

Wang Jianqiang smiled, "My bird's power has been suppressed, but hasn't your Spiritual Power been suppressed as well?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenshan laughed triumphantly.

"My body has been nourished by a vast amount of blood energy, far stronger than ordinary cultivators. Even relying solely on physical strength, I can contend with ordinary Foundation Establishment Perfection cultivators. What do you have to fight me with? Today, you will surely die!"

A strange look flashed across Wang Jianqiang's face.

Taking advantage of the time Ye Zhenshan was laughing, his consciousness entered his Soul Sea.

He checked his remaining Attribute Point balance.

With a thought.

"Add all Attribute Points to the Years Sacred Body."

"Ding, Years Sacred Body points added successfully. Spirit Patterns increased by 1620. Current number of Spirit Patterns: 3200!"

Just as the system's notification sounded in Wang Jianqiang's mind, Ye Zhenshan's smile faded, and he looked at Wang Jianqiang with a cold gaze.

"Brat, go to your death!"

He shouted coldly and smashed a fist toward Wang Jianqiang.

"You go play to the side first."

Wang Jianqiang casually picked up the chick on his shoulder, tossed it to the side, and then, like an arrow released from a bow, charged straight at Ye Zhenshan.

"Ignorant thing."

Seeing that Wang Jianqiang dared to meet his attack instead of fleeing, a sneer flashed across Ye Zhenshan's face.

However, the next moment, he was stunned to discover that Wang Jianqiang's speed was actually faster than his own.

The smile on his face couldn't help but stiffen, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.

Just at this moment, Wang Jianqiang also threw a punch.

The power of 3200 Spirit Patterns erupted simultaneously.

Boom!

Amidst a muffled sound, the two fists collided.

Ye Zhenshan, with a face full of astonishment, flew backward, flying dozens of feet before crashing heavily to the ground.

He flipped up from the ground, his throat felt sweet, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

He looked at Wang Jianqiang in shock, revealing a look of disbelief.

"How is this possible!!!"

"You are only at the Foundation Establishment Late Stage, how can your physical strength be so formidable!"

"Guess!"

Wang Jianqiang chuckled and threw another punch.

Ye Zhenshan gritted his teeth to resist.

The next moment, he was sent flying again like a cannonball, blood spraying across the sky.

By now, his complexion had already turned somewhat green.

This was not caused by his injuries, but by holding his breath.

He had thought he was unleashing a brilliant killing move, and to be safe, he had even used his only Boundary Suppressing Talisman to seal the space.

Now, look at this.

Instead, he had calculated himself into it.

In the end, the one being caught like a turtle in a jar had turned out to be himself!

It was as if he had exhausted all his efforts, only to dig a pit for himself, and then, in a daze, covered it with dirt himself!

How could he not feel stifled?

Just at this moment, a remark from Wang Jianqiang added fuel to the fire, bringing the stifled feeling in his heart to a new peak.

"Ye Zhenshan, if you hadn't set up these two great Formations, I might not have been able to do anything to you."

"But now~"

"You have truly dug a fine grave for yourself."

Wang Jianqiang gave a mocking laugh and charged toward Ye Zhenshan once again.

Fists were blasted out one after another.

Ye Zhenshan seemed to have turned into a punching bag, constantly being sent flying by the blows.

At one moment, Wang Jianqiang smashed a fist hard into Ye Zhenshan's face.

His face distorted instantly, and his entire body slammed heavily onto the ground in the distance.

A deep pit was smashed into the hard, stony ground.

Ye Zhenshan stood up shakily from the deep pit, his blood-red eyes staring fixedly at Wang Jianqiang.

"Little bastard, you have indeed exceeded my expectations."

"But I said~!"

"Today, you all must die!"

Before the voice had even faded, a sound of breaking through the air suddenly arrived.

Immediately following, thirty-six blood-colored figures suddenly charged into the Formation.

The moment they charged into the Formation, they were all subjected to the indiscriminate Spiritual Power Suppress of the Formation.

The Spiritual Power fluctuations on their bodies instantly went silent, and they plummeted to the ground like meteors.

Boom, boom, boom~

A series of sounds accompanied by violent tremors of the earth, and these figures landed behind Ye Zhenshan.

Rich blood-light erupted simultaneously from the thirty-six figures, merging into Ye Zhenshan's body.

A look of pain flashed across Ye Zhenshan's face, and he let out a muffled groan.

The next moment, his body swelled up as if he had overeaten, his size instantly shooting up several times over, and his muscles bulged high.

"Little bastard."

"In today's battle, you forced me to sever the origin of the Blood Guard's power and ruined my plan."

"I will definitely make your soul scatter and perish!"

Ye Zhenshan gave Wang Jianqiang a venomous look and swung his massive fist to smash toward Wang Jianqiang.

"You want to make my soul scatter and perish."

"Then you will have to put in more effort."

"Dharma Heaven and Earth!"

Wang Jianqiang sneered, and his size instantly surged.

At the same time, the Spirit Pattern Power within his body doubled.

"Pure Yang Power!"

A scorching current flowed through his entire body, and the Spirit Pattern Power doubled once again.

The original 3,200 units of Spirit Pattern Power, after the double amplification, instantly reached a terrifying Dao Spirit Pattern Power!