Chapter 322: The Formation Plate

Yang Tian was proficient in the art of concealment; even great cultivators could not discern his details, and his physical body was even more terrifying—a single leap could pierce clouds and break through mist. The youth before him exactly matched the person Li Cheng had in mind.

"You must be Yang Tian," Li Cheng said softly, suppressing his overwhelming rage. Yang Tian was still of great use to him; he held many secrets. Capturing him would be like seizing a divine treasure, so naturally he was reluctant to kill him.

Li Long's old face was twisted with ferocity, his cold eyes fixed on the two ahead. He could barely contain the fury within him.

Hearing this, Xiao Ji and the fat man exchanged glances, confusion in their eyes. They didn't understand what the terrifying old man was saying, but they became vigilant, sensing a murderous intent.

"Gululahaha..." The fat man scratched his disheveled hair, finally uttering a string of garbled sounds.

The two old men looked at each other in bewilderment; they couldn't understand the sounds at all, but the syllables were very similar to the language of the continent and flowed smoothly.

Li Cheng's face darkened, his terrifying eyes sweeping over the two. When he sensed the blood energy emanating from the fat man, he couldn't help licking his lips. The physical body was extremely powerful, its life force like a spring, comparable to a rare divine medicine.

Under that gaze, the fat man couldn't help but pull his animal hide tighter, casting a wary look at Li Cheng. He thought to himself, 'This guy isn't into men, is he?'

"Such powerful life force, enough to refine a furnace of divine medicine!" Li Cheng couldn't help but smile. At that moment, his gaze fell on the bone, and his eyelids twitched.

The bloodstained bone was crystalline and translucent, containing mysterious energy, and exuded a fierce aura. The blood stains were extraordinary; it was a great artifact.

Both Xiao Ji and the fat man changed color. This terrifying old man not only couldn't communicate but also took an interest in the fat man's big bone. They sensed greed and had to be on guard.

"What a treasure!" At that moment, Li Cheng's eyes swept over the bracelet on Xiao Ji's wrist. It shimmered with radiant light, each bead emitting powerful energy fluctuations, and within it faintly manifested a small world. This artifact was extremely formidable.

"How can I not see through that little brat's concealment technique? How is that possible?" Li Cheng was silent for a moment, feeling something was off. His expression turned cold.

"Go!" At that moment, Xiao Ji suddenly roared, his terrifying blood energy erupting, tearing through the void. His powerful life force surged like a dragon, emitting a rumbling sound from within his body. His breathing was like a tsunami, as if all the gods and demons were roaring, extremely terrifying.

Boom! Just as his words fell, a scroll suddenly descended in the void, cutting off the path ahead. Ferocious beasts seemed to step out, exuding an aura that shook the world! Heaven and earth trembled.

The three old men changed color simultaneously. Li Cheng stared in disbelief at the formation scroll blocking their path, his heart trembling involuntarily.

In the moment of their hesitation, the fat man moved quickly like a rabbit. From somewhere he pulled out a palm-sized circular plate, interwoven with terrifying silver runes. Inside, it was like a starry array, extremely profound, containing a mysterious formation.

"Go!" The fat man placed the jade plate on the ground. As a burst of intense light erupted, he grabbed Xiao Ji, and the two plunged into the radiance emitted by the plate.

The formation scroll erupted with overwhelming energy, but at that moment, the scroll that had blocked heaven and earth suddenly collapsed, its world-shaking aura dissipating. An ordinary painting appeared before them, slowly falling.

"We've been tricked!" Even Li Cheng, no matter how dull, understood now. That had been a mere illusion. His figure instantly appeared before the fading light and struck a palm into it.

Boom! Terrifying palm force erupted, blasting the obstruction into nothingness, creating a vacuum zone hundreds of zhang wide—truly fearsome.

"Yang Tian, you must die!" Li Long, full of pent-up energy, roared repeatedly, his powerful fists madly striking the void ahead, unleashing divine might.

For hundreds of zhang around, everything was blasted into a void zone. All the rubble turned to dust, leaving only terrifying energy interweaving, producing deafening sonic booms.

"This is..." At that moment, Li Cheng noticed a broken jade plate on the ground. He picked it up, examining it with some confusion.

"This is a formation plate! How is that possible?!" The white-robed old man behind him suddenly screamed hysterically, a look of extreme madness and fervor in his eyes.

A thousand li away, there was a continuous forest, filled with great mountains. Compared to the outer regions, this place was far from peaceful.

In the mountains, strange beasts roamed, ferocious birds flew by. Roars of beasts rose and fell, shaking the mountains and forests, causing leaves to fall in a flurry.

This area was close to the interior of the primeval forest. Among the countless mountains and valleys, terrifying beasts lurked, their auras making one's hair stand on end, as if heaven and earth would split apart.

The night was deep, everything was silent. The bright moonlight filtered through the jungle, making the darkness less lonely. Starlight shimmered everywhere. Though the thousands of hills and valleys hid ferocious beasts, they did not detract from the serene beauty.

A cold wind howled, shaking the branches and leaves, producing a wailing sound.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a dark shadow shot out from the mountain forest. It moved extremely fast, tearing through the sky, carrying a heavy stench of blood, heading somewhere unknown.

Boom! The ground suddenly shook. The dark shadow was startled, its terrifying speed abruptly halted, revealing a ferocious body covered in black scales that gleamed with cold metallic luster. It was a wolf-like beast.

The ground trembled as a black-clad youth appeared in its sight. Yang Tian's blood energy was restrained, but his body seemed to carry a mountain, causing the earth to crack.

On Yang Tian's back was a large black sword, flowing with a glossy luster. The mysterious energy within it made the beast's heart tremble, chilling it from head to toe.

Before the beast could react, Yang Tian stomped his foot, sending a burst of earth flying. His body arched like a bow, tearing through the air, and appeared before the beast.

Boom! Without pause, Yang Tian punched out, unleashing tremendous force that pierced through its skull.

After doing this, Yang Tian took a Moon Essence Pill, then without stopping, carrying the extremely heavy Black Demon, he walked forward. He was like a ghost in the night, on a path of arduous training.

In the days that followed, Yang Tian immersed himself in bitter training. Every day he was covered in blood, periodically using medicinal baths to temper his body, enduring unimaginable pressure under the mysterious stone statue.

What left Yang Tian somewhat unsatisfied was that the War Heaven Art used lightning tribulation to temper the body, requiring a continuous supply of lightning tribulation to refine the physical form. He faintly sensed that the War Heaven Art was a fusion of two terrifying techniques, and the body-tempering method was a supreme divine ability.

Yang Tian had only undergone three lightning tribulations so far, but this technique required the condensation of a formidable lightning body, ultimately forming a Thunder God's body!

To obtain a large amount of lightning, rare locations were needed, such as a lightning pool formed by condensed lightning. Cultivating there would rapidly advance Yang Tian's precious body, but unfortunately, he had yet to hear of any family possessing such a lightning pool.

Thus, the War Heaven Art lagged behind in the aspect of physical training.

Although Yang Ba had passed the Rebirth realm, he had taken the Dragon-Elephant Divine Pill and possessed the supreme body-tempering technique, the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Sutra. Every day he entered the depths of the primeval forest to battle terrifying beasts.

A month later, the Golden-Winged Roc egg, nourished daily by Yang Tian's blood energy, became even more resplendent, radiating brilliant light. The creature inside was struggling to break free.

Yang Tian looked forward to the hatching of the Golden-Winged Roc. He could sense the creature inside sending out affectionate thoughts, already very familiar with his aura.

Another month passed. Yang Tian's blood energy became even more terrifying. He had broken through several times in cultivation. His body was like a furnace, burning with blazing flames, but he was still far from Yang Xiao's million-jin strength.

Yang Tian still could not approach the jade box under the mysterious stone statue. Training there every day, his soul power made great progress. All the beasts he hunted daily had their souls refined.

The seven chakras on his soul body emitted increasingly vast energy vortexes, on the verge of breaking through to the middle stage of Soul Refining. He had also begun studying the Soul-Destroying Seal.

Here stood a towering and majestic mountain. Yang Tian looked up and felt it was extraordinary. It was barren, with rocks strewn about, and within it seemed to lurk some terrifying creature.