Chapter 251: Army Formation Ambush

In the streets of Xicheng, the capital, a grim atmosphere enveloped the surroundings.

Thousands of Ninth-Rank Forbidden Guards stared at the white-robed youth before them with wolf-like eyes.

At a single command, they would turn this orderly street into a hellish battlefield.

Fang Can never expected that the Great Expansion Army Formation he had always heard of would make its first appearance upon him.

Seeing the youth clearly preparing to disobey orders, the leader sighed lightly: "It seems we must fight after all."

Though reluctant, he did not believe he could not win.

For this proof of loyalty, he had brought out a First-Rank and Second-Rank ritual weapon from the army, along with several colleagues.

Let alone Fang Can, who had just entered the First Rank, even a Second-Rank cultivator could be hunted easily.

In an instant, the army formation's vital energy surged like a torrent, drowning the surroundings.

Immediately, the general riding a tall white horse at the forefront, clad in black armor, activated the First-Rank inheritance 【United Hearts】.

In the next moment, the bodies, blood, and spirits of the three hundred Forbidden Guards on site merged into one.

In the blink of an eye, a trace of dark, lustrous sheen emerged on the general's armor, resembling a sealed ferocious beast.

This was the Second-Rank ritual weapon 【United Armor】.

Besides being sturdy, its only function was to increase the intensity of United Hearts for one quarter-hour per day.

In the next moment, with the support of 【United Armor】, the thousands of Forbidden Guards on site were all enveloped by United Hearts and brought within the scope of connection.

Subsequently, a First-Rank cultivator immediately raised his head and roared toward the sky.

"Roar——————"

The sound echoed throughout the entire city, inspiring those who heard it, as traces of blood-red appeared in the eyes of the Forbidden Guards.

After being stimulated by 【War Inspiration】, the martial artists on site all doubled their strength.

In the blink of an eye, the sharp waist knives in the hands of the Forbidden Guards and their bodies shook together, being imbued with the inheritances 【Armor-Piercing】 and 【United Heart Lock】.

Following this, a phantom, mysterious pattern resembling the Bagua diagram emerged from beneath the feet of the Forbidden Guards.

【Second-Rank Ritual Weapon · Formation Trap Diagram】: Unless United Hearts is dispelled, any enemy unit locked cannot leave the range of the formation core (number of army formation members × 1m).

In an instant, Fang Can felt himself bound by invisible chains, unable to escape this battlefield.

The thousands of Forbidden Guards before him, though merely Ninth-Rank of the Profound Gate, each presented a threat no less than that of a Second-Rank cultivator.

'So this is an army formation?' Fang Can's expression carried surprise.

Just a few First-Rank cultivators carrying Second-Rank ritual weapons could raise the threat to this level; it was simply outrageous.

No wonder the Great Expansion dared to rely on the Fourth-Rank United Force to trample the Jianghu, while other nations, though wary, could not help but secretly study it.

The general said coldly: "The charge of treason is confirmed. Fang Can has rebelled and plotted insurrection; seize him immediately on the spot."

As the words fell, the general waved his hand forward, and a sky-piercing shout erupted from the mouths of the Forbidden Guards.

"Kill!!!"

Accompanied by a murderous aura strong enough to shatter the liver and gallbladder of an ordinary person, thousands of Forbidden Guards drew their slanted waist knives and charged at Fang Can.

Locked by the Formation Trap Diagram, Fang Can could not leave, and with the Fang Manor behind him, where his believers and women were, he could not evade.

Fang Can's face grew cold; his legs instantly swelled, and his white robes made him look like the Grim Reaper as he charged head-on into the army formation.

In less than a blink, with a "Bang," Fang Can had broken into the midst of the army.

But no matter how fast his speed, he seemed unable to avoid the gaze of the thousands of Forbidden Guards.

Under the mental link of United Hearts, every one of them could clearly observe Fang Can's position.

And under the command of the formation core, they also knew what to do next.

Only the sound of "Clang" was heard as a blade of snow-white light struck straight at Fang Can's eyes.

That blade carried an icy chill, as if intent on severing Fang Can's fine head.

With the Ninth-Rank speed of swinging a blade, Fang Can could have easily dodged, but his body instantly became incredibly sluggish.

【First-Rank Inheritance · Stiffness】: Usable three times per minute, reducing the speed of a locked enemy to one-tenth of the original for one second.

The sudden dullness prevented Fang Can from dodging easily.

Looking at the blade slashing diagonally toward him, Fang Can felt a trace of coldness.

【First-Rank Inheritance · Armor-Piercing】: Can only enchant weapons while in the United Hearts state; unless the opponent's defense is double the strike value, it ignores defense.

'If I block it directly, I will be cut open.'

A flash of realization crossed Fang Can's mind; his hand reached out to avoid the blade's edge.

His five fingers, with distinct knuckles, formed a claw shape, gripping the smooth blade surface, preparing to seize the blade with great force.

But to his surprise, his body was suddenly dragged violently downward by that terrifying power, slipping from his grasp.

The force of this slash was actually no less than that of the Second-Rank Xiang Yincheng from before?

【Second-Rank Ritual Weapon · United Heart Lock】: Can only be used on Forbidden Guards in the United Hearts state; any single attack will deal damage equal to the strength value of all people combined.

In an instant, the strength of these thousands of people merged; the damage caused by any single soldier equaled thousands of people striking down on Fang Can simultaneously.

Watching the waist knife slip from his grasp and slash downward, about to split Fang Can in two along his collarbone, a single hit would be enough to tear Fang Can's entire body in half.

A trace of uncontrollable delight flashed in the eyes of the distant general.

For an opponent who had never seen an army formation, let alone Fang Can, who had just become a First-Rank cultivator, even a Second-Rank cultivator would be an easy hunt, killed upon first encounter.

'It seems this proof of loyalty is complete; I can return and report to the Wang family head.'

The general thought, then watched as that waist knife struck Fang Can's shoulder, instantly tearing through flesh, bone, and tendons.

"Clang!"

In the general's widened eyes, the sound of metal striking metal entered everyone's ears.

That slash, which had been unstoppable under the Armor-Piercing inheritance, shattered upon striking Fang Can's shoulder.

The exploding blade fragments sprayed the faces of those nearby, and everyone stared in shock at the broken knife in the Forbidden Guard's hand.

"Played enough."

A cold voice came from beside his ear; Fang Can held the neck of the Imperial Guard who had swung his blade with one hand, his eyes filled with chill.

At this moment, his snow-white clothes remained as new as ever, setting off his red pupils to appear even more demonic.

On his arms and ankles were fitted black rings.

Everyone present, including the various factions hiding in the shadows to observe, saw it clearly.

Fang Can had indeed withstood the combined slash of thousands of Imperial Guards plus five First-Transcendence cultivators with his bare body.

"Since you have played enough, now it is my turn."

Fang Can, like ice and snow of deep winter, spread an AT field over the entire scene, dragging everyone up.

In the next instant, amidst the terrified gazes of the Imperial Guards, Fang Can looked at the hands of the guards holding their blades.

"These hands carry too much killing intent; I do not like it. Let me remove them for you."

As his words fell, the AT field began to condense bit by bit, millions of tons of force gathering on the right hands of the guards holding the blades.

"You... what are you going to do?"

The general on the white horse felt a tremendous force pulling his hands slowly apart to both sides.

(End of this chapter)