Chapter 434: The Heavenly Star Array Summons Thunder

How is this not stalling? Has he not stalled them?

Facing the menacing behemoth right before his eyes, Zhao Wuyang was momentarily flustered; fortunately, the opponent was frozen in time, otherwise his life would truly have been in jeopardy.

Not retreating is one thing, but losing one's life is quite another.

"Green hills remain, firewood is always to be found."

He dared not forget the words of Zhuzhang Laoren for even a single moment.

Seeing that the opponent could not move, Zhao Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief, then shouted to everyone: "This is a secret technique of the minor Dao; fellow Daoists, do not act rashly! As long as you do not move, you will not be harmed in the slightest!"

The slightly youthful voice echoed throughout the entire valley, but given the sudden turn of events, who wouldn't be bewildered?

Everything happened too suddenly; the abrupt shifting of the stars left even the Demon Race, who had long resided in the Netherworld, unable to extricate themselves from their shock.

This was truly something never seen since ancient times!

Who could have imagined that one day, one could see the starry sky in the Netherworld? Truly, one's knowledge grows with one's lifespan; you only see more if you live long enough.

If there is a chance in the future, it will be good to brag to the children—your old man once saw the Heavenly River of the Netherworld.

Hearing what Zhao Wuyang said, the Daoists naturally complied and stopped fighting one after another, while the Demon Race members all looked flustered.

This is no wonder; after all, on the battlefield, suddenly being unable to move is a life-threatening matter, and anyone would be afraid.

However, they were the Demon Race after all, and they did not feel this fleeting emotion very clearly.

The moment the Array Formation was unfurled, Feilian had just unleashed a set of moves against Sangmu, so according to Zhao Wuyang's rules, the Demon Race side could no longer move.

This is also the reason why the whip of the White-Headed Hou stopped abruptly just as it was about to fall.

It could be said that Zhao Wuyang saved Chengkai's life; after all, a small cut had already been sliced into Chengkai's face by that sharp short blade, and if it had been any later, his head might have been split in two.

Looking at the short blade lying on the ground with blood on its edge, Chengkai broke out in a cold sweat; he had already lifted his foot to run, and it was thanks to Zhao Wuyang speaking in time that he didn't know what might have happened otherwise.

After all, the sudden spinning of the world is quite frightening, isn't it?

And the reason Zhao Wuyang said this was because the rules of this Array Formation were too overbearing, and he was afraid that if anyone moved suddenly, it would ruin the entire game.

Isn't the current plight of the Demon Race the best example?

Of course, Zhao Wuyang's chess skills were not refined, and he didn't expect himself to play a good game, but it was still better than everyone being clueless, wasn't it?

The Array Formation came too suddenly, catching everyone off guard; the most important thing now was to protect the most dangerous chess points first.

After all, this was the first time, and no one knew it would have such a wide impact; mistakes were inevitable, and he figured they could be forgiven.

Zhao Wuyang accepted this self-comfort that came out of thin air with peace of mind and gathered all his focus to think of a countermeasure.

Looking left and right, apart from the Daoist clones being evenly matched with the Demon Soldiers, it seemed that the battle on none of their sides was ideal.

Sangmu looked the most striking, his Outer Robe soaked through with blood, but he stood as if nothing had happened, and it seemed he could hold on for a while longer.

Although Chengkai nearly lost his life, because of the Array Formation, the opponent's offensive had been neutralized, and it didn't look so critical anymore.

The most dangerous one was actually himself!

A sense of frustration welled up in his heart; looking at the behemoth seven steps away and the axe held high in its hand, Zhao Wuyang's mouth twitched, and he gave a bitter smile.

Forget it, forget it; let the other Daoists die, not me—better to look after myself first.

But how to break the current predicament?

Zhao Wuyang thought it over and suddenly felt that standing still was the best strategy for now.

Looking across the Array Formation, only the figures of Zhanli and Xin Yi were missing, so these two were excluded from the rules.

As long as they were not within the rules defined by Zhao Wuyang, they would not become part of the game.

But to defeat the enemy, one must enter the game, so the timing of their appearance was crucial. Zhao Wuyang felt his head spinning, feeling that the lectures he used to hear from his teacher had never been this complicated...

However, he still braced himself and deliberated carefully for a long time before being forced to make a cautious decision.

The reason he said he was forced was that Zhao Wuyang felt his vision becoming increasingly blurred, and the marks on his body were so faint they were almost invisible.

This was likely the backlash from the Pill.

There was no need to worry too much about the Daoist clones for now; after all, they were clones and their lives were not at stake, but they themselves were flesh and blood, so they had to be prioritized.

Although Zhao Wuyang felt his own situation was the most dangerous, Sangmu's condition was also worrying, and in the end, he decided to save Sangmu first.

"Senior Brother Chengkai, Ten Thousand Weight Thunder Method!"

Ten Thousand Weight Thunder Method?

Chengkai was horrified; using the Ten Thousand Weight Thunder Method at this time, wouldn't it affect their own people?

It was true that someone with delicate control over Spirit Power could manipulate it freely, but Chengkai was not skilled in this, and the Ten Thousand Weight Thunder Method was only a life-saving measure he used as a last resort.

Even though Chengkai was unwilling, his hands involuntarily began to weave the Dharma Technique, and he could even clearly feel the fluctuation and gathering of Spirit Power within his body.

Please... you.... bookmark 6... 9... book....!

What an overbearing Array Formation! Little Wuyang actually has such ability? I truly underestimated him.

Indeed, one cannot judge a person by their appearance.

Bolts of thunder gathered between his fingers, instantly overflowing his entire body; when the final gesture was set, Chengkai raised his hand and pointed upward, and all the thunder light surged toward the galaxy.

At first the starlight remained, but in a moment, thick clouds suddenly appeared, surging around the entire battlefield, with thunder echoing incessantly and lightning never stopping.

The Netherworld is deep; not only can one see stars, but there are actually clouds and rain—this is truly seeing a ghost.

However, even though the anomaly was right before their eyes, those Demon Soldiers did not investigate further, and the feeling that had flashed by just now was now lingering in their hearts again.

The thunder light arrived in an instant, and the entire valley roared incessantly, submerged in the Thunder Method in the blink of an eye.

After the thunder and lightning, everything returned to silence.

A burnt stench hit his nose; most of the Demon Soldiers fell one after another, and the remaining ones either had torn skin and flesh or severed limbs, and some who were not wearing armor could even see burns on their bodies, spreading like pine patterns.

Those of the Daoist Sect were safe and sound, only looking bewildered, as if they hadn't recovered from the Witchcraft just now.

The Yuanqing Daoists were especially so.

No one could have imagined that a Junior Brother who had been initiated for no more than four years could use such a Thunder Method; it was truly unheard of.

Even if Fuyin Zhenren came, he might not be able to do this.

Chengkai himself had not expected this; setting aside the fact that the power far exceeded the past, the mere point that all the Thunder Method avoided his own people was enough to leave him speechless.

This...

Is this still his technique?

This was, of course, not entirely Chengkai's doing; it was due more to the assistance of the Eternal Firmament, which used the chess array to channel the Nether Power within Zhao Wuyang into Chengkai's Thunder Method.

The dark patterns on Zhao Wuyang's body vanished completely, and just as he fainted and fell to the ground, he saw in a daze the Bronze Man's giant halberd swinging down, yet he was powerless to dodge.

Was he to stop here?

If this were the way to see his mother, it would not be so bad...

Zhao Wuyang resigned himself and closed his eyes.

The giant halberd broke through the wind toward Zhao Wuyang and slammed down heavily; in an instant, the earth shook and the mountains swayed, with dust and mist rising everywhere.