Great Combination Formation

Great Combination Formation . . .

As the echoes of Ninethunder's voice faded, the resplendent golden roc puppet streaked across the sky with breathtaking speed. It moved so swiftly that neither sound nor presence accompanied it, surpassing even the swiftness of sound itself. It resembled a radiant beam of golden light, slicing through the heavens with wings that gleamed with intricate runic patterns, yearning to cleave the very firmament.

"Puchi..."

A fifth-level ascendant had no time to evade and was summarily bisected, meeting an instantaneous demise.

Ninethunder summoned his constellation, conjuring a domain of lightning that materialized as an expanse of calamitous energy. Within this space, malevolent lightning danced in the form of vibrant purple arcs that rent the air. The unleashed destructive force was nothing short of terrifying, reaching a profoundly fearsome level. This was precisely why Qin Wentian had chosen to engage using a combat puppet. While his combat skills were peerless, his cultivation base remained at the first level of Celestial Phenomenon. A confrontation with opponents at the peak of Celestial Phenomenon would spell his swift demise.

Ninethunder, the leader of the Violet Thunder Sect, stood at the pinnacle of Celestial Phenomenon, and his constellation had been refined to near perfection. Not only was his domain of lightning flawless, but its destructive power was also staggeringly tyrannical.

The expanse covered by his domain was vast, encompassing several other experts from the Violet Thunder Sect. They released their own energy, eyes locked onto the golden roc puppet.

In a blaze of golden light, Qin Wentian sprang into action once more. His wings unfurled like two divine blades, cleaving through the atmosphere. The wings radiated a dazzling golden luminescence, their humming runes exuding an unmatched sharpness capable of slicing through anything.

"Chi, chi chi..."

Violet Thunder Sect experts fell like dominos, the wings of the golden roc acting as an inexorable harbinger of death.

"KILL!" Ninethunder bellowed with fury. How could the Medicine Sovereign possess such a formidable puppet? For weaker ascendants, confronting this roc puppet would undoubtedly lead to their demise. The most viable strategy against it was long-range combat, but the roc's incredible speed made even that difficult.

Successive torrents of attacks rained down, transforming into destructive glows that relentlessly bombarded the roc. However, only a scant few wounds marred the puppet's body, its defenses incomprehensibly robust. None could fathom the materials from which it was constructed.

Even Qin Wentian himself wondered where the Medicine Sovereign had procured these potent puppets. Most likely, only a supremely skilled sixth-ranked Grandmaster in the field of divine inscriptions could craft such powerful fifth-ranked puppets.

"Shackles of Lightning!" Ninethunder's voice rang out coldly. Boundless chains of lightning materialized from his domain, converging upon the roc and restricting its movements. The crackling sparks of lightning swathed the puppet, immobilizing it. Had the victim not been a puppet but a human, the electric properties would have numbed their entire body, drastically reducing their defenses to the point of paralysis. Ninethunder's prowess befitted his role as a vice sect leader of the Royal Sacred Sect.

Yet, in this crucial moment, a horrifyingly sharp sword materialized within the roc puppet's talons. Blood-red runes adorned the blade, emitting a melodious hum that reverberated through the air.

"RUMBLE~"

An onslaught of savage demonic energy suddenly burst forth as the roc puppet's sword expanded dramatically, reaching a length of a thousand meters. It exuded an overwhelming demonic aura, and the golden roc puppet channeled its full strength into the weapon before delivering a powerful slash.

"Swish~"

The lightning shackles were severed in one swift motion. With the combat puppet's might and the unyielding sharpness of the demon sword, nothing could obstruct its path.

"It's Qin Wentian, controlling that puppet!" A voice called out upon seeing the emergence of the demon sword. Ninethunder's eyes narrowed with cold determination. With the shackles broken, the roc's wings regained their freedom. The thousand-meter-long demon sword cleaved through the constellations of Royal Sacred Sect experts, causing grievous injuries and even death.

"Bzz!"

A fierce wind stirred as Qin Wentian swiftly closed in on Ninethunder. With a beat of his wings, the demon sword sliced toward Ninethunder's constellation, producing a terrifying grinding sound as cracks marred the constellation's surface.

"Everyone, exit my domain!" Ninethunder roared in anger, his face contorted in madness. As the former leader of the Violet Thunder Sect and a high-ranking member of the Royal Sacred Sect, he found himself unable to defeat a junior?

Ninethunder forcibly expelled the experts from his side out of his lightning domain, and the domain generated even more destructive lightning energy within.

The golden roc puppet continued its relentless assault, delivering another strike against Ninethunder's constellation. Lightning danced in Ninethunder's eyes as he bellowed in madness, "PERISH HERE!"

With his roar, the violet lightning within his domain surged forth like a volcanic eruption. In an instant, catastrophic power filled the entire domain, capable of slaying gods and buddhas alike, hurtling toward the golden roc puppet.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Terrifying shockwaves reverberated through the roc's body. Inside, Qin Wentian was jolted severely. Yet, the golden roc ultimately broke free, its flawless exterior remaining undamaged, leaving Ninethunder's countenance pale. What was this puppet constructed from exactly?

"Even if I can't damage the exterior, the inscriptions within must have been destroyed by my attacks," Ninethunder muttered coldly. He had unleashed such a formidable assault, doubting that the divine inscriptions embedded within the puppet could remain intact.

At that moment, the golden roc soared into the sky. Qin Wentian was hard at work repairing the damaged inscriptions within. Though he couldn't inscribe formations of such power, he possessed the skills to repair the damage. Although he couldn't restore them perfectly, he could patch them up sufficiently to mitigate the loss in might.

Chaos reigned, the location where the Battle Sword Faction once stood lay in ruins. The Royal Sacred Sect's experts enjoyed an overwhelming numerical advantage, while the Medicine Sovereign Valley's practitioners relied on combat puppets for their defense. Those who lacked combat puppets stayed close to them; stepping away would mean certain encirclement and death.

The imposing Xuanwu puppet stood resolutely in the center, a formidable shield guarding the experts of the Medicine Sovereign Valley. The frustration of the Royal Sacred Sect's fighters was palpable. Their attacks barely made a dent in the puppet's defenses, leaving them exasperated. Though the immortal-ranked puppet remained passive in the battle, its mere presence posed a significant problem for the Royal Sacred Sect.

Within the golden roc puppet, Qin Wentian's eyes narrowed as they fixed on Ninethunder. The roc's body transformed into a streak of golden light, causing Ninethunder's face to turn ashen. Could the roc puppet still fight?

Ninethunder swiftly retreated, avoiding direct confrontation. The golden roc puppet, however, moved with elegant grace, effortlessly cutting down experts from the Violet Thunder Sect. No one could stand in its way.

"Gather together!" Qin Wentian's voice echoed as the golden roc puppet cleared a path through the battlefield, leading the combat puppets and experts of the Medicine Sovereign Valley. Despite being outnumbered, their attacks and defenses were staggeringly potent. When they united their forces, their combined might promised to be nothing short of terrifying, capable of decimating anything in their path.

Soon, the combat puppets and Medicine Sovereign Valley experts congregated in the airspace above the immortal-ranked Xuanwu puppet.

The experts from the Royal Sacred Sect also rallied quickly. Their sheer numbers were staggering; one glance couldn't encompass the full extent of their forces.

"Prepare the formations!" Zai Yan commanded. Instantly, experts from various factions began arranging formations. With their rule over this world for tens of thousands of years, the Royal Sacred Sect boasted powerful grandmasters skilled in divine inscriptions among their ranks. Some of their formations harnessed the collective strength of individuals to unleash devastating power. These formations were rarely employed, but due to their losses from the Medicine Sovereign's combat puppets, they had no choice but to utilize them now.

"Stay cautious. Each faction within the Royal Sacred Sect possesses formidable combination formations that can amplify their power significantly when united. Don't underestimate them," warned the venerable Xu Cang, his eyes brimming with trepidation.

As his words faded, the various factions had already begun preparing their formations.

The Core Faction's formation manifested as a nine-winged heavenly dragon, exuding a malevolent aura.

The Violet Thunder Faction's formation took the form of a colossal bat king, wreathed in lightning and thunder.

The Great Earth Faction's formation appeared as a demonic ox, emanating an earthy radiance. The massive, violent ox spanned ten thousand meters and exuded an intimidating presence.

Each faction's formation resembled a monstrous beast, suspended in mid-air. Although they were fewer in number compared to the combat puppets, their auras were overwhelming.

"OX FORMATION!" Zai Yan, acting as the commander, issued the command. The demonic ox formed by the experts of the Great Earth Faction charged forward with a deafening roar, shaking the heavens. A stampede of smaller oxen manifested, hurtling toward the Medicine Sovereign Valley's experts. The ground shook beneath their advance, and fear gripped the hearts of their adversaries.

The Xuanwu puppet sprung into action, soaring skyward. Its impregnable defense met the oncoming stampede of oxen head-on. The collision sent shockwaves rippling through the air, propelling the other combat puppets and Medicine Sovereign Valley's experts backward. The immense force created a colossal crater, demonstrating the staggering impact of a single clash.

The Royal Sacred Sect's supreme combination formation was a true display of a thousand-man formation. The unleashed power was immense. Even the immortal-ranked Xuanwu puppet quivered from the impact, leaving it temporarily numb!