With 8,000 people, they cannot actually spread out the heavenly door formation. The minimum requirement for this formation is an army of 30,000 troops.
Although the soldiers were elite, they were not familiar with the formation, and they relied entirely on the bean soldiers for guidance. Now, each soldier was confused and disoriented, making the changes within the formation seem particularly slow.
The power of the large formation cannot be fully unleashed, but it is enough to deal with the Beifang.
The Biefang, who was using a flying claw to kill the soldiers of the Deng family, felt dizzy and disoriented as he saw the stout woman suddenly disappear into thin air. Seventy-two small formations separated him and his subordinates, and Deng Xiu was the first to complete the LongDragon formation. He led 108 blade and axe men, accompanied by a whirl of sand and stone, attacking from three directions. Each blow targeted Biefang's vital spots.
After several rounds of battle, Xiao Qiao's Jade Maiden formation, as well as numerous Xuanwu formations and Hexia formations led by various soldiers of the Deng family, all converged around.
On the surface, it appeared to be a battle between 8,000 Deng family soldiers against a rebellion of 10,000 people. However, the large formation was actually being used to segment the enemy, with each battlefield consisting of around a hundred to a hundred and eighty people fighting against only a dozen or so.
"The heavenly gate has been reopened, two principles, divide!" As the host of the formation, Deng ChanYu continuously infused the great array with its might. Through the green light Twin Principleness lamp, positive energy was injected into the soldiers' bodies, granting them boundless strength. Negative energy communicated with the souls within the formation, transforming them into another ghostly array. One of Biefang's subordinates, who was also one of the seventy-two feudal lords and skilled in commanding two pythons, was trapped within the array by the ghosts. He lost his sense of direction like a confused fly and started crashing around randomly.
The heavenly door formation resembles a spinning top, with the corpses of rebel soldiers and officers being thrown out of the array periodically. The military leaders of Yan Shang had different moods but were mostly happy. Their allies were so supportive that the suppression of the rebellion would likely go smoothly. However, they couldn't claim this time's contribution anymore.
Master Wen was the happiest. He didn't lack meritorious service. The old master had been fighting from south to north, and from east to west all year round, which was truly tiring. Unlike Jie Ziya, Li Jing, and those people, his path to immortality was still open. He had previously only said that he would be tempered in the mortal world for a few years and then return to the mountains. He hadn't expected that this training would take seventy years.
He always said, "After this battle, I will return to the mountain for cultivation," but the battles seem to never end.
The old master gazed upon the large formation, and even with his divine eye on his forehead, he couldn't penetrate the illusions within the array. He could only see a rough outline, but he knew that Deng ChanYu's side had already taken the upper hand. Wiping out the advance forces of the rebellion was just a matter of time.
As he watched, suddenly, a large detachment of cavalry burst out from the shadows. At their head was a general with pale skin, green hair, and a three-inch-long goatee. He wore a beast face swallowing golden armor, cinched his waist with a jade and lion mane belt, and rode on an arched-faced white tiger. This enemy general wielded an iron staff made of qi water and fire called Keng steel. Leading more than three thousand cavalrymen, he charged directly into the formation, straight for Deng ChanYu who was directing the large array.
"Not good! It's Yuan Futong!" Master Wen was shocked and grabbed the twin whips, tapping the head of his black phoenix, and wanted to enter the array to help Deng ChanYu.
The remaining Shang Dynasty generals who were watching were also greatly surprised, with even more excitement. What a great opportunity! Now that Deng ChanYu is holding Yuan Futong, if they seize the chance, they might be able to capture Yuan Futong's head!
The four demon generals followed Master Wen, taking giant strides as they charged into the formation like giants.
The master-disciple duo of Jiu LiuSun and Tu XingSun, who arrived at the Chen Tang Pass early, were equally surprised.
The doctrines of the Chan sect and the Jie sect are different, and there are many conflicts among their disciples. Deng ChanYu's Li Mountain and the Three Pure Ones are ultimately quite distant in terms of relationship. In the military, ranks are not discussed, only military law, which is permissible.
Red Lotus, White Lotus, and Green Lotus, three teachings are originally one family. As the second-generation disciple of the Chan sect, Jiu LiuSun couldn't feign ignorance. He had to respect his seniors as seniors and his juniors as juniors. He couldn't afford to lower his head to the third-generation disciples of the Jie sect.
The Star of the Prime Minister in the Wa Palace and the Jade Purity Palace separately recounted the trouble caused by demons. His posture was low, using the story of heavenly court seeking aid from sages.
The sages were well aware of the details. The Goddess of the Earth sent Deng ChanYu, and Yuan Shi Tianzun saw that she had already sent someone, and if he chose to ignore it, it would seem as though he was not giving the heavenly emperor face. In his eyes, the heavenly court was just like that, but he could not ignore the Taoist ancestor behind the heavenly emperor. The matter was not major, so he immediately ordered Jiu LiuSun to go on a trip "involved" in the matter. Out of the intention to train his disciples, Jiu LiuSun also brought along Tu XingSun.
Jiu LiuSun looked down upon Wenhong and had no intention of explaining himself to this third-generation disciple of the Jie sect. The sages sent me over here, and if you can't see me, it's your problem. The sages know what's going on, and that's all that matters. I, Jiu LiuSun, only answer to those above me. Whether Wenhong knows or not is of no consequence to me.
Now that Yuan Futong appeared, he was first surprised and then elated. If Yuan Futong is dealt with, the rebels will not be a force to be reckoned with anymore, and he can return to the mountain after just a few more rounds of combat.
He'd rather go back, not wanting to waste his time wandering outside. What if he were to get entangled in the mortal chaos?
Jiu LiuSun didn't bother to explain to his disciples and drew out his twin swords, preparing to enter the formation to capture Yuan Futong.
"Deng ChanYu, is that the way he looks?" As soon as she sensed someone hiding in the shadows observing her formation, she wondered who it was. Now that the enemy has appeared, it's not a problem anymore.
She may not have Master Wen's divine eyes, but she could still get a general sense of it through their appearance and aura.
That Yuan Futong seems to have turned into a monkey. Just look at his fierce eyes and split lips - even before the battle has started, his anger level is sky high. It's clear that he's a formidable opponent.
Yuan Futong has fought Wenhong for fifteen years, so it's no surprise that he's much more powerful than her, who has been practicing for only two and a half months. There's no comparison in terms of Daoist skills or martial arts. The decorative needles and heaven-repairing stones are unnecessary. Deng ChanYu, however, has her own deadly technique.
"You old monkey, you deserved to fall into my hands. You must not have checked your almanac today when you left the house... Remember my words, this time next year will be your deathday!"
Seeing Yuan Futong swing his iron staff and with no one able to withstand him in a single blow, within a few breaths, he had killed over a hundred Deng family soldiers. He was nearly single-handedly breaking through the formation. She immediately took out her own life-saving treasure.
Mountain River and National Land Map!
Deng ChanYu's right hand held the scroll, as she recited the incantation, the scroll slowly opened.
Like water currents, the ancient Chinese landscape painting of ink and water, dating back to ancient times, silently spread over the Heaven Gate Array, and then rapidly diffused outward.
A green curtain appeared, enveloping not only the Heaven Gate Array but also the Chen Tang Pass behind it and all areas within a radius of ten thousand miles.
"What kind of treasure is this?"
Black-faced Jiu LiuSun was shocked and looked up at the sky, finding that the sun star he had watched countless times had disappeared, replaced by an ancient scroll on the canopy that resembled a mountain but was not one, and resembled water but was not.
"Isn't this......the Mountain River and National Land Map?" As one of the twelve gold immortals of the Chan sect, he had a fair amount of insight. After eliminating a few possibilities, he had found the answer. He looked astonished at the painting that blocked out the sky above him and then at the binding rope in his hand. I've really gotten mixed up as a golden immortal......
More so than wanting to cry but having no tears, we're just fighting Yuan Futong here. Are you okay? Do we need to use such a level of treasure?
