Chapter 25

Chapter 23: The Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Formation Reveals Its Power

The mastermind behind the plot that Dao Feiyang revealed was exactly as Tuoba Ye had guessed.

The Qian family’s intentions were malicious. If the Eight Dragon Guards were trapped for half a year, the treasures in the Treasure Gathering Tower would definitely sell out, and the tower would collapse.

This move was bloodless and extremely sinister.

If not for Tuoba Ye personally coming to the Tian Nan Mountains, he wouldn’t have known the situation.

He immediately thought of a problem: he had been out for some time, and he didn’t know if the Treasure Gathering Tower still had enough goods.

Thinking about this, he was eager to destroy the Thirty-Six Great Thieves and then rush back to the Divine Capital.

"Damn it!"

Seeing Tuoba Ye’s anger, the Eight Dragon Guards stepped forward, ready to take action.

They had already set up the Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Formation, ready to slay the powerful enemy at any moment.

"Boss, I’ll take care of them!" A thin, lecherous man stepped forward.

"Sixth Brother, be careful!" Dao Feiyang said.

Sixth Brother was a Four-Star Innate Martial God, with a realm higher than Zhan Meng.

Some of the bandits had realms higher than Tuoba Ye, but they couldn’t see through his cultivation.

"Zhan Meng, go and kill him!" Tuoba Ye said coldly.

He was filled with killing intent, ready to unleash a massacre.

Zhan Meng’s cultivation was indeed inferior to the opponent, but Tuoba Ye was very confident in his combat strength.

"Yes, Young Master!" Zhan Meng was extremely excited.

Facing a powerful enemy, the Zhan Clan’s genius never knew fear; he would only face it bravely.

Zhan Meng fought bare-handed, while Sixth Brother held a sharp, gleaming saber.

Sixth Brother slashed out, the saber light as substantial, aiming to split Zhan Meng in two.

Facing such an attack, Zhan Meng did not retreat. He rushed forward, shattered the saber light with a punch, and then used his agility to quickly approach Sixth Brother.

Zhan Meng, without a weapon, practiced the Overlord Divine Fist, naturally engaging in close combat.

When Sixth Brother’s saber light was shattered, the Thirty-Six Great Thieves were somewhat surprised, especially Sixth Brother: "Kid, you’re not bad for your age. But you’re still going to die today; I won’t let you escape."

Zhan Meng didn’t respond, directly using the second move of the Overlord Divine Fist. A huge fist shadow appeared, the fist light rushing straight at Sixth Brother.

"Boom!" Sixth Brother blocked the fist light with the blade, being pushed back several steps.

Zhan Meng followed closely, quickly catching up, not giving Sixth Brother a chance to catch his breath, and attacked with another powerful punch.

Sixth Brother didn’t have time to defend, blocking the fist light with the blade again. This time, he was pushed back even further.

Zhan Meng, like a shadow, followed up.

"First Move of the Overlord Divine Fist: Overlord Lifting the Cauldron!" He changed his move, directly grabbing Sixth Brother and slamming him into a nearby boulder.

"Boom!" The boulder shattered, and Sixth Brother spat blood and screamed in pain.

Zhan Meng didn’t care, attacking with full force, repeatedly slamming Sixth Brother until he was dead.

His actions were too fast, and the Thirty-Six Great Thieves couldn’t rescue him in time.

Seeing Sixth Brother with no signs of life, the Thirty-Six Great Thieves’ eyes turned red, ready to go mad.

"Kid, you killed Sixth Brother, you’ll pay with your life!" Several bandits, Innate Martial God-level experts, rushed out, ready to kill Zhan Meng.

"Stop!" Dao Feiyang said sternly.

Seeing Zhan Meng easily kill Sixth Brother, Dao Feiyang knew that only two or three of them could suppress Zhan Meng. If he let his subordinates rush in, there would be unnecessary casualties.

During this time, the news of the deaths of the Innate Martial Gods who hadn’t appeared had also reached him. He was even more shocked and no longer dared to underestimate Tuoba Ye and his group.

The Thirty-Six Great Thieves had dominated the Tian Nan Mountains for hundreds of years for a reason.

Although Dao Feiyang wasn’t the strongest leader, he had made the Thirty-Six Great Thieves develop, making him one of the better leaders in history.

Although he was angry, he calmed down, carefully thinking about how to deal with Tuoba Ye and his group.

When Dao Feiyang spoke, the bandits stopped, though some were still indignant, none dared to defy his orders.

Dao Feiyang’s long-established authority meant that the other bandits absolutely dared not disobey.

At this moment, Dao Feiyang’s face was somewhat ugly. Because of the ten thousand gold coins, he had attracted such a powerful enemy, and he was already grinding his teeth at the Qian family.

"The Qian family tricked me, saying that the Tuoba family was unstable and had no strong experts. Now, a kid can easily kill Sixth Brother. What’s going on?" Dao Feiyang was full of doubt but couldn’t ask.

The Thirty-Six Great Thieves didn’t move, and neither did Tuoba Ye. With so many enemies, rushing in recklessly might result in casualties, which he didn’t want to see.

If the enemy didn’t move, they wouldn’t either, waiting to see what the Thirty-Six Great Thieves would do.

If the enemy fought one-on-one, that would be best.

Dao Feiyang, unsure of Tuoba Ye’s group’s strength, didn’t dare to act rashly.

"Kid, are you the young master of the Tuoba family?" Dao Feiyang asked.

Tuoba Ye smiled: "You don’t need to know. Even if you know my identity, we won’t stop."

"Kid, you’re right. Third Brother, take Seventh, Eighth, Ninth, Tenth, Eleventh, Twelfth, and Thirteenth Brothers to test the skills of those eight experts." Dao Feiyang didn’t delve deeper and made arrangements.

"Kid, eight against eight, fair enough, right?"

Dao Feiyang smiled, confident in his subordinates.

Eight bandits stepped forward, their killing aura overwhelming.

Third Brother was the strongest, a Six-Star Innate Martial God. Seventh and Eighth Brothers were Four-Star Innate Martial Gods, and the rest were Three-Star Innate Martial Gods.

Their strength far exceeded that of the Eight Dragon Guards.

Long Yi requested: "Young Master, let us fight?"

"Use the Great Strength Talisman! Finish it quickly!" Tuoba Ye whispered.

"Alright, be careful."

"Yes, Young Master!" The Eight Dragon Guards all came out, setting up the Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Formation.

Third Brother, a muscular man, said coldly: "Form the formation!"

They also set up a formation, though it was the simplest military formation. Even such a formation was impressive for bandits.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Both sides roared and charged.

Formation against formation, seeing who was stronger.

The Eight Dragon Guards all used the Great Strength Talisman, their strength greatly increased, and their confidence soared.

The Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Formation was very powerful, concentrating their strength to unleash the strongest combat power.

Previously, their cultivation hadn’t improved, but with the Great Strength Talisman and the Eight Desolations Demon-Slaying Formation, their combat power was comparable to a Seven-Star Innate Martial God.

In the past few months, each of their cultivation had broken through, and their combat power was now comparable to an Eight-Star Innate Martial God.

The eight bandits, though with a simple formation, couldn’t concentrate their strength, still attacking separately.

When both sides clashed, the eight bandits immediately collapsed. The formation was broken, and five Three-Star Innate Martial Gods were killed on the spot.

The two Four-Star Innate Martial Gods were severely injured, and only Third Brother was slightly better off, suffering minor injuries.

"Third Brother, retreat quickly!" Dao Feiyang was shocked, not expecting the enemy to be so strong.

However, the three bandits couldn’t retreat in time. The Eight Dragon Guards attacked again, directly killing them.

Dao Feiyang’s eyes were cold, like a blade, his heart filled with shock: "Could this be a cultivator’s formation?"

He had some knowledge in this area but wasn’t sure.

The Eight Dragon Guards completed their mission, standing proudly on the battlefield, their momentum like an invincible war god.

The thousands of bandits, their faces pale with fear, dared not look at the Eight Dragon Guards.

The eight bandits, precious and powerful, couldn’t resist, let alone ordinary bandits.

Seeing his subordinates lose morale, Dao Feiyang had no good solution, unless he could turn the tide.

He didn’t rush to send out strong experts, saying: "Your formation is impressive. The Tuoba family’s army doesn’t have such a formation, right?"

He was probing, trying to find out if the Eight Dragon Guards’ formation was a cultivator’s formation.

Tuoba Ye said coldly: "The Tuoba family’s strength, how could a bandit know?"

Dao Feiyang’s face was icy, his eyes constantly moving, clearly thinking of a way to make an important decision.

Suddenly, his eyes became resolute, making a significant decision.

"Everyone, attack together, kill them!"

The Thirty-Six Great Thieves had a numerical advantage; not using it would be a waste.

Dao Feiyang realized that continuing to waste time would likely be to their disadvantage, as they didn’t know Tuoba Ye’s group’s true strength.

Since that was the case, it was better to use their advantage to strike the powerful enemy.

Thousands of bandits charging together was quite a spectacle.

Tuoba Ye and Zhan Meng immediately moved forward, joining the Eight Dragon Guards. The two stood on either side, then charged with the Eight Dragon Guards. The Eight Dragon Guards could split into eight, each emitting a saber light, sweeping a large area of bandits. When they combined their strength, they could easily kill Innate Martial God-level experts.

Among the Thirty-Six Great Thieves, only Dao Feiyang, the leader, could resist the Eight Dragon Guards’ attack.

Dao Feiyang’s strength was indeed impressive, an Eight-Star Innate Martial God, comparable to a Zhan Clan’s main character, one of the top experts in the Warring States.

Such a powerful expert becoming the leader of the Thirty-Six Great Thieves must have a story behind it.

Tuoba Ye didn’t care about these details; he only thought about how to defeat the Thirty-Six Great Thieves.

He and Zhan Meng continuously punched, each punch killing a bandit.

Only the Second, Fourth, and Fifth Brothers of the Thirty-Six Great Thieves could resist them.

"Ah...!"

"Help!"

"My leg is broken!"

...

Cries of pain echoed, more terrifying than hell.

Tuoba Ye’s group was too powerful, and the bandits couldn’t even get close before being killed.

At this moment, the remaining leaders of the Thirty-Six Great Thieves didn’t act, seemingly using their subordinates’ lives to deplete Tuoba Ye’s group’s energy.

Especially when Dao Feiyang saw such a young child with Innate Martial God-level strength, he dared not act rashly.

Dao Feiyang held a fist-sized, black pearl in his hand, emitting black mist and a terrifying aura, seemingly preparing something.

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