I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Chapter 1202 Killing Formation Within a Formation

The previously still formation now seemed to awaken a fierce tiger.

The gods and emperors of the sea race turned deathly pale.

Throughout the entire mountain range, it was as if countless terrifying creatures had been awakened.

"not good!"

"The killing formation has been activated!"

"This is an extremely terrifying array within an array. The killing array here can annihilate even a God Emperor."

The powerful sea race god-emperor who had entered the formation initially thought he had the power to protect himself, but now, he was instantly thrown into a panic.

Within the great formation, screams of agony rang out.

Within the mountains, countless killing formations were born.

Some of the sea god emperors were filled with horror at this moment.

"No no no!"

He stretched out his hand, wanting to scream, but his voice grew weaker and weaker.

An extremely bizarre scene then unfolded.

Even with his immense power, this sea god-emperor was powerless. Time was rapidly passing around him, his life force was constantly dissipating, and death energy was constantly enveloping him.

Despite having a lifespan of tens of thousands of years, he aged at a rate visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into bones and dust.

Buried in an instant by the rapidly passing years.

In a very short period of time, all the God Emperors who entered the ruins perished.

Outside the formation, the four great sea race demon emperors, completely unaware, were discussing the Dao.

In the eyes of the four demon emperors, Ye Chen and the others were like caged birds, unable to fly.

On the sailboat.

The dragon and snake couple held their breath and stared wide-eyed.

"That's the power of time!"

"How can this be?"

"The master actually controls time."

Seeing the sea race's god emperors fall one by one, the dragon and snake couple were truly frightened.

The myriad paths of the heavens.

Time is the most mysterious thing; since ancient times, no one has ever been able to control it.

But now that the couple has witnessed it with their own eyes, how could they not be shocked?

"hiss!"

Xiao Yang was also frightened by Ye Chen's methods.

"Is this the method of the supreme Confucian and Taoist masters?"

"Young master actually set up a terrifying array with just a poem. Although this array cannot last, it is still too terrifying!"

"Even a powerful God Emperor, once inside the formation, is like a mortal with no strength to even kill a chicken."

Xiao Yang was also stunned by what he saw.

Although he wore a smile, his heart was in turmoil.

"Master, I have met a master of Confucianism and Taoism!"

"A poem, and it's so powerful!"

Have Confucianism and Taoism, which have been lost for countless years, returned?

Feng Lin naturally also sensed the scenes within the Lushan illusion, and at this moment, her eyes widened, her face filled with disbelief.

"Viewed from the side, it's a range of peaks; viewed from the front, it's a single peak. Its appearance varies depending on distance, height, and distance. We cannot see the true face of Mount Lu, simply because we are living within the mountain itself!"

Feng Lin read it aloud in a low voice.

It was as if this poem possessed boundless magic, captivating Feng Lin completely.

Ye Chen happened to hear Feng Lin's whisper at that moment, and a smile appeared on his lips.

What do you think of this poem?

Ye Chen smiled as he looked at Feng Lin.

Upon hearing this, Feng Lin's expression changed slightly, and her heart pounded.

Feng Lin was so absorbed by the illusion before her that she didn't realize Ye Chen had come to her side.

"it is good!"

"What a wonderful poem! I've never seen such a powerful poem before!"

Feng Lin was so frightened that she could only stammer.

"Young master's poetry is indeed unparalleled."

Thinking of those scenes, Feng Lin immediately added a sentence.

"No no no!"

"This is not my poem, it belongs to someone else. I am just using poetry to express my feelings."

"This poem is called 'Written on the Wall at West Forest Temple,' and it is a masterpiece by a great poet."

Ye Chen smiled and offered an explanation.

"Sir, you are too modest!"

Feng Lin said with a smile.

They felt that Ye Chen was hiding his true abilities again.

"Really, you have to believe me, I never lie."

Ye Chen added with a smile.

Xiao Yang, who was standing to the side, heard Ye Chen and Feng Lin talking about this poem, and his eyes lit up.

"Young master, can this poem create an illusion?"

Xiao Yang's expression changed slightly as he finished speaking.

Xiao Yang realized he had misspoke; wasn't he blatantly lying? The scene before him was proof enough, but it was too late to take it back.

I was incredibly nervous.

"Illusion?"

"It's just a poem!"

"Moreover, I am just a mortal, without any righteous spirit within me, so how can I create an illusion?"

"Moreover, if I possess the power of righteousness, it is not an illusion, but a real manifestation of it."

However, while Xiao Yang looked worried, Ye Chen smiled and said...

Xiao Yang, who was originally extremely nervous, suddenly trembled upon hearing Ye Chen's words.

The unease in my heart dissipated somewhat, and my eyes shone brightly.

At this moment, Xiao Yang knew that his opportunity had arrived.

None of the people present practiced Confucianism or Taoism, but Xiao Yang did. Xiao Yang disregarded all that and began to seek the true meaning of the poem.

Blood Temple.

At this moment, the Blood God had finally managed to rest for a short while.

But outside the main hall, someone else requested an audience.

Even though the people who came this time were as anxious as ants on a hot pan, they didn't dare to rush in. The last person to break into the main hall was killed by the Blood God.

"Lord Blood God!"

"The people of the Sea Soul Hall request an audience!"

A sea creature guard nervously entered the main hall.

"The Sea Soul Hall?"

At this moment, the Blood God's expression was extremely cold.

Hearing this name makes me inexplicably irritable.

The Sea Soul Hall is the place where the soul lamps of powerful sea creatures are controlled.

Although the Blood God was somewhat displeased, he could only suppress his displeasure at this moment and said indifferently, "Let him get in."

The Blood God's voice was filled with extreme frustration.

"Yes!"

The guards quickly bowed and withdrew from the hall.

Soon, a figure strode into the main hall, his forehead covered with large beads of sweat.

Upon seeing this person, the Blood God coldly asked, "What brings you here to see me?"

"Has anyone from the sea tribe perished?"

"Were the four Demon Emperors just useless trash? How many of them perished?"

Blood God felt that it was normal for some demon kings to fall during the fighting that had begun over there.

Upon hearing this, the great demon of the Sea Soul Palace's expression softened slightly.

I think the Blood God had foreseen this.

"Lord Blood God, 171 Demon Kings have fallen!"

The great demon of the Sea Soul Hall took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice.

"what?"

The Blood God, who had been completely calm, changed his expression the moment he heard these words.

The Blood God, who had been sitting lazily, suddenly stood up from his throne, thinking he must have misheard.

"Lord Blood God, Demon King, 171 Demon Kings have fallen."

The great demon trembled as it sensed the terrifying aura.

"impossible?"

"How could that be? But are the Four Demon Emperors all useless?"

At that moment, the Blood God's eyes turned red instantly.

He was furious to the extreme.

With a wave of his hand, a communication talisman appeared.

Soon, a respectful voice appeared from the communication talisman.

"Lord Blood God, what are your orders?"

There was a hint of doubt in that voice.