Ch. 786 - Ancient Formation

“This…” The Four Great Guardians watching nearby were slightly shocked as they witnessed the battle. The two were evenly matched.

They knew better than anyone what kind of existence Gongsun Hongtian was.

To say he was one of the most powerful in the Mortal Dust Palace would be no exaggeration.

But now, this unknown young man who had suddenly appeared was not only evenly matched with Gongsun Hongtian, but even faintly suppressing him.

The battle raged on, as if the entire Heavenly Bond City would be destroyed.

The sky darkened, the earth trembled, and countless buildings collapsed.

The two combatants pulled apart, Gongsun Hongtian panting heavily, his True Fate flickering in and out of visibility.

His hair stood on end like a beast, his eyes fixed on Xu Zimo.

But Xu Zimo grew stronger the more he fought. His entire body radiated battle intent, and endless spiritforce coiled around the Heaven-Unity Three-Gates above him.

The strikes from his saber, Shadow Tyrant, came stronger with each swing.

“Fight!” Xu Zimo shouted, once again charging at Gongsun Hongtian.

Seeing Xu Zimo’s fierce momentum, Gongsun Hongtian was startled.

Feeling the overwhelming pressure emanating from Xu Zimo, he swallowed hard.

Flames blazed on Shadow Tyrant, thunder rumbled, and Xu Zimo unleashed the Nineteen Forms of Dao-Seeking.

Each form followed the last, like relentless waves, growing stronger each time.

Gongsun Hongtian was overwhelmed, barely able to breathe.

Seizing on a momentary lapse, Xu Zimo swung down and severed all the tentacles behind him.

The searing pain from his torn True Fate made Gongsun Hongtian scream in agony.

“Protect the Cult Master!” shouted the Four Great Guardians, rushing forward.

All four were at the God Meridian Realm.

Their auras surged as they attacked Xu Zimo.

“You’re still not enough,” Xu Zimo said, striking them down with punches and kicks.

But during that brief moment, Gongsun Hongtian managed to stand and create some distance.

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He retracted his True Fate, looking ragged and battered.

His expression was angry yet cautious as he stared at Xu Zimo.

“Who exactly are you?” he asked. “Since when does the Mortal Dust Palace have someone like you?”

“You wouldn’t know even if I told you. I’m not famous,” Xu Zimo replied with a smile.

“There’s no real grudge between us,” Gongsun Hongtian said, taking a deep breath. “If my Heavenly Bond Cult has offended you, I can compensate.”

“I only want your head,” Xu Zimo shook his head.

“Are you sent by the Goddess Palace?” Gongsun Hongtian asked again.

He couldn’t believe someone like this would follow the orders of the Goddess Palace.

“You talk too much,” Xu Zimo said impatiently.

“My Heavenly Bond Cult stands tall in the north. Even the Goddess Palace can’t destroy us,” Gongsun Hongtian said. “There’s a reason for that, which I won’t explain. I don’t want to be your enemy. If you leave now, I won’t pursue today’s events.”

“Stop yapping,” Xu Zimo snorted and charged again.

At that moment, a powerful aura burst from Gongsun Hongtian.

It surged like a tidal wave, sending Xu Zimo flying.

“If it’s life or death you want, then so be it!” Gongsun Hongtian roared.

At once, the entire Heavenly Bond City shook.

A terrifying force seemed to awaken, and deafening explosions rang out.

Thumping sounds echoed as strange fluctuations appeared around the city.

It resembled the phenomenon of opening pulse gates.

“This is…” Xu Zimo scanned the surroundings and murmured, “A formation.”

A massive formation enveloped Heavenly Bond City, and from it, a primeval, prehistoric aura stirred.

Boundless spiritforce gathered above.

The whole Mortal Dust Palace seemed drawn into it, this world was enveloped in dense spiritforce.

At the center of the gathering energy, enhanced by the formation, stood Gongsun Hongtian.

“My Heavenly Bond Cult has stood through countless eras. Do you think we defy the Goddess Palace without reason?” Gongsun Hongtian’s voice thundered. “This is an ancient formation. Within this formation, I am invincible. Even the World-Weary Goddess wouldn’t scare me.”

Xu Zimo could feel the vastness of the formation.

Gongsun Hongtian’s entire being transformed dramatically.

His aura surged like a flood, dominating the heavens.

His True Fate began healing, and endless tentacles grew once more from behind him.

The power within him reached its peak. He now resembled a true monster.

Unrecognizable, his roars shook the earth.

“The City Lord activated the formation,” the Four Great Guardians exclaimed. “Evacuate all citizens in every direction. Clear the battlefield.”

Xu Zimo looked up. The force hit him even harder now.

The tentacles seemed more terrifying than before.

Thousands surged toward him.

He had no time to react before being overwhelmed and flung violently across the ground.

“Zenith Immortal…” Xu Zimo muttered as he rose to his feet.

Although he was at the peak of the God Meridian Realm, ordinary immortals were nothing to him.

To fight him like this, Gongsun Hongtian had to be at the peak of the Path of Immortality, a true apex existence.

Such power surpassed even the ancestors of most imperial lineages.

Xu Zimo looked at Gongsun Hongtian. His sudden increase in strength clearly came from the formation.

But this formation had limits. Once outside Heavenly Bond City, its blessings would vanish.

Seeing more tentacles surge toward him, Xu Zimo roared.

“Bring it on!”

Above, the Heaven-Unity Three-Gates God-Scripture roared as its three gates surged with power.

The strength formed by Heaven-Shattering Power Vortexes spun furiously.

An infernal aura loomed in Xu Zimo’s eyes.

As the tentacles neared, he gripped several tightly in his right hand.

The rest slammed into him, but he remained unmoved.

His Hell-Suppressing Demon Physique began to rise.

Infernal energy surged around him. Purple-black markings shimmered faintly on his face.

“What is that…” Gongsun Hongtian paused, eyes narrowing at Xu Zimo.

“Ten Forms of Demon. First Form: Realm Demon.”

Xu Zimo slowly moved his arms, muttering softly.

“Within the illusion of boundless force, one glimpses immortals.”

As his voice fell, the void before Gongsun Hongtian suddenly distorted.

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