Chapter 378: The Difference Between Formations

Miao Qinghui clenched her fist tightly.

Obviously, Tong Shidi no longer held any expectation regarding the slaying of the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor.

His plan was to stay behind and cover the retreat.

"Be careful yourself."

Miao Qinghui knew deep down that this was no time for hesitation; leaving only that instruction, she once again used the Profound Tower to force the Jiang Shijie to push back the Golden-Winged Nine-Striped Tiger, shouting loudly, "Flee separately!"

As her words fell, she swiftly fled toward the distance.

Tong Xinshuan adjusted his breathing and instantly activated the Great Formation; phoenix birds danced, scattering light and dust across the sky, and with golden threads as boundaries, they completely enveloped the tiger demon.

He turned his head to look and saw that True Person Lingxi was still trembling while forming hand seals, but she was not attempting to attack the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor; rather, she was instinctively healing her injuries.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Tong Xinshuan's heart felt as dead as ash.

"I... if I leave, what will happen to you?" True Person Lingxi asked in a trembling voice, her face full of panic.

"Get lost!"

Tong Xinshuan glared at her in anger, and his emotions finally began to collapse.

With the coordination of the few of them, as long as the Eldest Jiang Shijie performed normally, they might not defeat this Great Demon Emperor, but at the very least, holding their own was no problem.

Who could have expected that the enemy would be so domineering on Mount Wutong, coming out acting no different from a Bai Chi.

In just two exchanges, they were severely injured by a Demon Emperor of the same realm.

What the hell is there to fight!

Startled by the sudden roar, True Person Lingxi froze for a moment, then flew toward the distance in a daze, looking back as she moved away.

"Jiang Shijie, go this way!"

True Person Qingfeng suddenly hammered his forehead, summoned a flying shuttle to guide his Jiang Shijie, and only then fled toward the other side.

Rrrrip—

Almost simultaneously, the giant phoenix bird was torn apart from the middle by sharp claws!

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor punched, shattering that light curtain.

He stepped calmly into the second trapping formation.

"This Emperor is actually quite curious; given your personalities, you rarely act together. Did this lion provoke you?"

The plump woman broke through the formation while smiling and looking up.

Until this very moment, she had not even revealed her true form.

"..."

Tong Xinshuan fell silent for an instant, then said calmly, "To slay a human genius of our race, a life must be repaid. I still wish to live well in the future and cannot stand idly by while it rises; it was just a bit of bad luck."

As he spoke, his face grew even paler.

He was actually engaging in magical combat with this Great Demon Emperor, attempting to set up a fourth Great Formation while it broke through the array.

Such an action brought the burden on his divine soul to its limit.

Finally, the Spirit-Forging Heavenly Silk at his fingertips was exhausted.

He stumbled to the ground, took out various formation items from his storage bag, and used them to complete the Great Formation.

The Golden-Winged Demon Emperor watched his actions indifferently, punched again, and vast demonic energy surged out like Wang Yang, breaking through the second formation.

"Not bad. As a reward, you can be the first to die."

Hearing this, Tong Xinshuan calmly calculated the time.

Discovering it was already too late to set up a fifth formation, he smiled at the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor: "If possible, I would still like to try escaping; perhaps there might be some opportunity."

"I hope you remain this optimistic in your next life."

The plump woman slowly prostrated herself on the ground, demonic energy swept, and a massive tiger body quietly appeared in the spot.

Looking at Tong Xinshuan's fleeing back.

She suddenly lunged forward; her golden wings were covered in flowing light, and her towering form crashed out with a boom, smashing through two formations in succession with a brute force.

"..."

Tong Xinshuan fled with all his might.

Such a wretched posture was something he had never experienced in the first half of his life, yet he had undergone it twice in a short time.

Feeling the fierce aura coming from behind.

He silently closed his eyes.

Damn it, I shouldn't have entered that damn Mount Wutong; I should have died early, otherwise why suffer this bird's anger today.

In a trance, a slightly familiar voice sounded in his ear.

"Come here."

Tong Xinshuan's heart pounded violently, and he instinctively looked toward a certain direction.

I was just joking a moment ago; could there really be an opportunity?

But no matter how hard he racked his brain, he couldn't figure out who else in this world, besides his master and Nie Jun, would dare to extend a helping hand to him in front of the Golden-Winged Demon Emperor.

"What are you thinking?"

A crisp, curious voice sounded quietly from behind.

Tong Xinshuan's hair stood on end, and immediately after, he was slapped by a broad tiger paw.

With just one strike, his body cracked with a crunch, and thick Master Qingguang surged toward the sky.

"Pfft!"

Tong Xinshuan's features twisted grotesquely, yet he made no sound.

He knew that he was still alive at this moment.

It was simply because this Great Demon Emperor still held the mindset of playing, like a cat toying with a mouse, enjoying the malicious fun of the hunt.

Had it been any other enemy, Tong Xinchuan would certainly have felt utterly humiliated.

But facing the Jin Chi Nine-Striped Tiger, he felt only deep despair in his heart.

Relying solely on his last shred of consciousness, he sprinted toward the direction of the voice by his ear.

Thud—

Tong Xinchuan was flung out violently; his bright red robe was covered in grass fluff and mud, looking utterly wretched.

He trembled as he opened his eyes, staring at the pair of long boots within his hazy vision.

His gaze moved upward.

It was a hem of clothing as black as ink, adorned with magnificent patterns woven from golden threads, where golden clouds spread and dragons and phoenixes proclaimed auspiciousness.

Only when he clearly saw the young man's face.

On that handsome face, clear eyes stared calmly ahead.

Tong Xinchuan's palms suddenly sank into the muddy ground, his expression filled with shock: "You're not dead?!"

"..."

Shen Yi glanced at him sideways, a few more words of speechlessness appearing at the corner of his lips.

He then stepped forward and walked right over him.

He truly couldn't figure out how the brains of these two fools were grown; at a time like this, they still wanted to crash into the Thousand Demon Cave.

If not for the need to have them distract the attention of the other demons, striving to secure more stability for Great Qian.

Shen Yi would really not want to meddle in this idle matter.

"Another one?"

The Jin Chi Nine-Striped Tiger hovered in the air, looking down curiously: "He thought you were dead... so you are that so-called prodigy?"

She examined him closely for a moment, then shook her head: "I can't tell."

No matter how she looked, the other party was merely a minor cultivator at the early stage of Soul Transformation; could it be that he was exceptionally young?

"Never mind, he's going to die anyway."

The Jin Chi Demon Emperor withdrew her gaze and looked elsewhere; this newcomer was no fun.

Better to deal with him quickly and go play with that one holding the Profound Pagoda.

Thinking thus, she waved her palm again and casually smashed down toward the ground!

Seeing the shadow that suddenly enveloped him.

Tong Xinchuan, lying on the ground, instinctively twitched his eyelids; immediately after, a thick ink mark appeared in his line of sight, blocking the descending tiger claw in mid-air.

This was somewhat unusual.

It caused the Jin Chi Demon Emperor to slowly withdraw her line of sight and look down again.

After a long silence, she let out a laugh: "I misjudged; another one playing with arrays... Tsk, this Emperor has already entered the formation."

As she spoke, the Jin Chi Nine-Striped Tiger raised her palm again and smashed down toward the ground with fierce force, her voice thick with murderous intent: "Do you want to ask him what the outcome is for anyone who toys with this thing in front of this Emperor?!"

(End of this chapter)