Chapter 759

"Sigh! This Long Xiang was far too careless.

Clearly that Song Yuanqiao had already said in advance that they would deploy some blasted thing called the Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation.

And then the very first wall of true essence was blocked by them with only three people.

This Long Xiang still hadn't reacted, still refusing to bring out his real strength, merely squandering it by relying on his cultivation.

I'm afraid he's already fallen into the trap."

Even the God of Immortality, bearing a heavy burden, could not help but show some displeasure in his words at this moment.

His cultivation was much higher than Long Xiang Seng's, and at a glance he saw that the Wu Dangqixia seemed scattered.

In truth, each person's position secretly matched the Big Dipper.

He also sensed that the seven men's breath, cultivation, and even spirit seemed to merge into one.

He understood in his heart that this so-called Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was no simple matter.

Moreover, he vaguely felt that this so-called Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation was far from the original Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation.

After all, the original Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation could only deal with forty-nine experts of the same level.

But the current Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation, I'm afraid, would cause Long Xiang Seng to suffer a hidden loss if he were even slightly careless.

Could such a Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation really have been created by Zhang Sanfeng?

If he truly created it, then just how high must this old Daoist Priest's Wu Gong realm be?

How could he have only just barely made it onto the Heavenly Dao Gold List, only a little higher than Seeing Meng Chixing?

"Ah? What do we do? Should we all strike together?"

General Zhebie was startled upon hearing this, and just happened to see Long Xiang Seng's seven walls of true essence, fierce and violent in might, still sharp and mighty when leaving his hand.

But when they reached a short distance in front of the seven men, their might suddenly plummeted.

Then, he didn't even know what the Wu Dangqixia did, and they directly shattered this wall of true essence.

Long Xiang Seng himself was greatly shocked, and General Zhebie sweated even more for him.

"……"

Mu Huali heard General Zhebie say he wanted to step in and help Long Xiang Seng, but for the moment could only look at him as if he were an idiot, not knowing what to say.

This General Zhebie, clearly no slouch in strength, had commanded thousands of troops and horses, and had won the trust of Great Khan Tie Muzhen.

How could he not have thought that his brain was on par with someone like General Chilaowen?

Clearly, Long Xiang Seng himself had just been prepared to bear this matter, not wanting to implicate the Great Yuan.

And you, instead, are thinking of charging out to help?

Isn't this precisely delivering yourself to the barrels of the Wangqinglong Society?

At that time, wouldn't the Wangqinglong Society immediately strike at the Great Yuan?

It's just that Mu Huali didn't dare to say these things to General Zhebie in front of everyone.

After all, the God of Immortality's thoughts were deep; it was only by putting on that display a few days ago that he had stepped forward to lend his strength.

Clearly, this top-tier expert with extraordinary cultivation would not devote his full effort to a force that casually abandoned its own people.

If these words of his came out, I'm afraid the God of Immortality would have to consider whether to continue serving as the Great Yuan's Left National Teacher.

And if Long Xiang Seng heard it, what would he think in his heart?

This General Zhebie had truly given him a difficult problem.

Fortunately, at this moment the God of Immortality solved the dilemma for Mu Huali,

"No need, Long Xiang Seng won't lose for now.

If a Heavenly Dao Gold List expert, ranked nineteenth no less, could be defeated so easily,

then the Great Yuan needn't do anything at all—just wash our necks clean and wait for the Wangqinglong Society to come chop."

These words were indeed correct. If merely these seven Wu Dangqixia, whose average cultivation was only at the Earthly Immortal Realm, could so simply take down Long Xiang Seng,

I'm afraid no force under heaven could put up a fight against the Wangqinglong Society anymore.

Then what's the point of fighting for the world? Why not just surrender to the Wangqinglong Society directly?

"Moreover……"

The God of Immortality's tone shifted, and he said again,

"The people of the Wangqinglong Society won't just sit by and watch us interfere in this matter……"

As he spoke, his gaze looked toward the void not far away, as if there were experts worth his attention there.

563 Long Xiang Seng is about to get serious!

Movements in the shadows never ceased, but on the surface this vast military camp was utterly silent.

As if only Long Xiang Seng and the Wu Dangqixia existed.

It's just that Long Xiang Seng was a Heavenly Dao Gold List expert, and his movements could not be called small.

But having been careless at the start, now that he had fallen into this strange Zhenwu Seven-Section Formation of the Wu Dangqixia, he realized this bizarre formation was far from as simple as he had imagined.

At first, he used his thick true essence to create wall after wall of true essence.

This style of fighting, at a higher realm, crushed those of a lower realm.

Especially for a mid-stage Mythical Realm expert crushing experts who hadn't even reached the late-stage Earthly Immortal Realm, it should have been unstoppable.

But after unleashing several waves of true essence walls, Long Xiang Seng gradually sensed something was wrong.

Logically speaking, even the two with the deepest cultivation, Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou—

let alone hard-block it, I'm afraid before such walls of true essence even arrived, they would have to retreat three steps.

Otherwise, with that thick true essence bearing down, even if they didn't die, they would be bearing a heavy burden.

After all, the gap in cultivation between the two sides was simply too vast.

Who would have known that not only Song Yuanqiao and Yu Lianzhou, but even Mo Shenggu, who hadn't even reached the Earthly Immortal Realm—

When facing the true-energy wall, they had initially seemed deeply fearful.

But later, whenever their true-energy wall had just left their body by less than three chi,

they could clearly feel their thick true-energy draining away directly.

By the time they reached near the target, the Wu Dangqixia had somehow employed a technique.

Every time they exerted themselves to unleash a refined Wu Gong, these true-energy walls shattered like paper.

Worse still, Long Xiang Seng could clearly sense that tiny threads of his true-energy were being drawn into them.

They could not directly absorb his stray true-energy into their bodies.

Yet these true-energies, like wild horses broken loose, were now beyond Long Xiang Seng's control.

They drifted around the Wu Dangqixia, and when the seven struck, they could carry this portion of true-energy back to strike Long Xiang Seng himself.

At this point, even a fool would have noticed something was wrong.

"Using your own body to return your own way—this is the Dou Zhuan Xing Yi of Gusu Murong?"

The ability to bind his own true-energy and turn it against him—Long Xiang Seng immediately thought of the famed technique of Gusu Murong.

But upon further thought, he felt something was off.

Gusu Murong had been renowned beyond measure, once ranked alongside Qiao Feng, known throughout the Nine Provinces.

Later, the Heavenly Dao Golden List revealed that Murong Longcheng was none other than the Sweeping Monk of Yunzhou Shaolin.

At that moment, the Murong clan's prestige reached its zenith.

Then it plummeted: Murong Longcheng allied with others and went to Mount Wudang to stir up chaos.

Coincidentally, the Qinglong Society Sect sent its Fifth Dragon Chief, Li Taibai, to recruit Zhang Sanfeng as the Seventh Dragon Chief.

In the end, the Qinglong Society Sect intervened and slaughtered nearly all the elite opponents of Wu Dang present.

Among them were Zhang Min and his party from the Dayuan Sect.

Long Xiang Seng knew all this in great detail.

Afterwards, he investigated what exactly this so-called Dou Zhuan Xing Yi was as a Wu Gong.

He discovered that while the technique appeared unique, upon closer examination, it was utterly fragile.

The Wu Dangqixia before him were using something far deeper than Dou Zhuan Xing Yi—even Long Xiang Seng himself could not penetrate it; how could it be that shallow Dou Zhuan Xing Yi?

"How could Dou Zhuan Xing Yi possibly compare to our divine art and formation!"

Hearing Long Xiang Seng mistake their formation for Dou Zhuan Xing Yi, the impulsive Mo Shenggu countered while striking.

"Seventh brother!"

Yu Lianzhou shattered another true-energy wall with a strike and roared.

Mo Shenggu snapped back to himself—this battle, even if not one of life or death, was still Wu Dangpai's battle for redemption.