Chapter 69

Ding Yue's face immediately turned grim.

Even if Guangchengzi hadn't shouted, Ding Yue would have sensed something was wrong and turned back to look.

Outside the formation, a figure had appeared at some point. When Guangchengzi shouted, the figure held a jade ruler and nailed it onto the great formation!

The jade ruler shimmered with light, piercing into the formation as if it were a phantom object. Instantly, rays of light spread out from the ruler, dense and intricate like a spider web, filled with mysterious energy, covering the entire formation!

"Open up!" the figure whispered. Instantly, ripples appeared on the formation, beyond Ding Yue's control, and a crack appeared before his eyes!

"Lan Deng!" Ding Yue's heart tightened and relaxed. He was relieved that it wasn't as bad as he had imagined, but he was still tense.

This one isn't easy to deal with either!

Ding Yue quickly cast several secret techniques. Instantly, the nine mystic turtle banners began to rotate, stirring up a sky full of malevolent energy, which surged toward the gap.

Daoist Lan Deng smiled, without further ado, a treasure lamp appeared in his hand. With a gentle wave, a cold flame spread out, entering the gap and instantly igniting the sky full of malevolent energy, turning it into tiny fragments.

Seeing this, Daoist Lan Deng took a step forward and appeared before Taiyi Zhenren, his hand glowing with divine light, stabilizing the inferno within Taiyi Zhenren's body.

But Guangchengzi, on the other side, let out a painful cry and fell to the ground, the inferno within him burning uncontrollably.

This made Guangchengzi's gaze toward Daoist Lan Deng change.

"Go!" Daoist Lan Deng swept his sleeves, instantly enveloping the two behind him.

At this moment, Ding Yue also held the gourd in his hand, but it was somewhat out of control.

Ding Yue had to stick several talismans on the gourd to suppress it.

"Little friend, this treasure is a precious item of our Complete Perfection Sect. It's best if you return it," Daoist Lan Deng said, his face changing even though he was usually very calm.

Ding Yue's face was serious, but he still put the gourd away, saying with a cold laugh, "It seems that this time, it was you who was plotting against me. Indeed, with their cultivation, they couldn't have done this. I didn't think it would be you."

"Little friend, don't be angry. Just return the precious item," Daoist Lan Deng said, not responding.

"You always appear at the last moment to save the situation. Truly, you are the fire brigade of the Complete Perfection Sect!" Ding Yue suddenly laughed.

This made not only Daoist Lan Deng, but also Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren's faces change, their thoughts racing, though for different reasons.

"Since that's the case, don't blame me for using my greater power to bully you. I'll take it myself," Daoist Lan Deng's face returned to calm, but his eyes were deep and dark.

With that, the treasure lamp in his hand flew into the air, blocking Ding Yue's Purple Mansion Clear Heart Lamp.

This treasure lamp was also a top-tier treasure, not inferior to the Purple Mansion Clear Heart Lamp in terms of quality.

Then, Daoist Lan Deng took a step, shrinking the distance, and approached Ding Yue. He turned his hand and struck, the divine light shining brilliantly, carrying the power of the heavens, overwhelming and flawless, striking toward Ding Yue.

Ding Yue's face changed. At this moment, he truly felt the power of the Great Perfection Realm, like a mountain pressing down, transcending the mundane, every move flawless, and every action a divine technique!

"Roar!"

The nine mystic turtles roared, malevolent energy surging. Ding Yue waved his sleeve, activating the formation. Instantly, the nine turtles merged into one, forming a dark red turtle over a hundred feet in size, its eyes filled with resentment.

The mystic turtle roared, its limbs moving, and it appeared under Daoist Lan Deng, roaring to the sky. A jet of pitch-black malevolent energy shot up, colliding with the large hand, producing a deafening sound.

The mystic turtle let out a mournful cry and retreated several steps, but Daoist Lan Deng's hand flicked, and the divine light scattered slightly.

"Excellent skills!"

Daoist Lan Deng praised, but his gaze grew even darker. He didn't stop, his hand forming a seal, and a powerful aura began to stir.

He was actually using a divine technique.

"Transform the formation!"

Ding Yue was surprised and no longer held back. He pointed at the mystic turtle, and it roared, its limbs detaching and transforming into pillars, stabilizing the four corners, making the entire formation solid, the space seeming to become sluggish.

The turtle shell flew into the air, slowly rotating, scattering rays of blood-red light.

"Rushing water!" The sound of rushing water came, and a sea of blood appeared in the formation, waves surging.

Daoist Lan Deng's gaze sharpened, and he paused, looking at the formation, his face turning grim. He sighed, "I was careless, underestimating the subtlety of the截教 (Jie Jiao) divine formation."

Ding Yue stood on the turtle shell, which was a thousand miles in diameter, dark red, and exuding a bloody smell.

This was the true great formation formed by the nine mystic turtle banners; the previous ones were just minor skirmishes.

Feeling the threat from Daoist Lan Deng, Ding Yue had no choice but to reveal his trump card.

The divine light in Daoist Lan Deng's hand condensed, and the jade ruler appeared in his hand.

The jade ruler glowed brightly, instantly stretching for a thousand miles, spanning the void.

The jade ruler shook, and patterns spread across the sky, flowing toward the formation.

At this moment, Ding Yue felt something was wrong, as if allowing the jade ruler to act freely would reveal the secrets of his formation.

Without hesitation, Ding Yue cast secret techniques, and the turtle shell under his feet trembled, pressing down with a powerful aura.

"Go!" Daoist Lan Deng shouted, the jade ruler shaking, emitting a brilliant light, and the turtle shell stopped moving.

Seizing the opportunity, Daoist Lan Deng's gaze turned cold, and he continuously struck with divine techniques, each carrying immense power, hitting the turtle shell.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The thunderous sounds continued, and Daoist Lan Deng struck dozens of times in the blink of an eye, making the turtle shell tremble and shatter, fragments breaking off and turning into malevolent energy.

Then, Daoist Lan Deng didn't stop, his figure moving, stepping on the patterns emitted by the jade ruler, walking through the formation as if it were his own Daoist court, effortlessly.

This clearly demonstrated the power of a Great Perfection Immortal, leaving one in awe.

Ding Yue didn't dare to be careless, his hand moving, casting secret techniques. Instantly, the pillars formed by the mystic turtle's limbs stirred up boundless malevolent energy, and four inverted malevolent energy swords condensed in the blink of an eye.

Ding Yue quickly guided the four malevolent energy swords, which let out a light hum, emitting sharp and fierce sword qi!

This made Daoist Lan Deng's face change, and he flipped his palm, using the Jade Purity Divine Thunder, which was like a great divine technique, lightning and thunder flashing, and thick divine thunder bolts scattering, instantly dispelling the sword qi.

Daoist Lan Deng moved quickly, using divine techniques with ease, without stopping. He grabbed a ball of divine thunder, which, with a flash of divine light, transformed into a thunder dragon, roaring fiercely, a thousand feet long, rushing toward Ding Yue.

"Slash!"

Ding Yue shouted, the four malevolent energy swords flying up, slashing toward Daoist Lan Deng.

As for the thunder dragon, it was blocked by a mystic turtle shield, making Ding Yue spit out a mouthful of blood.

The four malevolent energy swords were extremely sharp, and even though Daoist Lan Deng continuously used divine thunder, he couldn't stop the sharpness of the four swords. In the blink of an eye, the four swords were in front of Daoist Lan Deng.

"Good!"

Daoist Lan Deng suddenly smiled, shouting, his aura becoming majestic and unyielding, making Ding Yue's heart race.

Facing the four swords, Daoist Lan Deng's hands moved, divine light shining, and a shadow formed in his hand.

A coffin.

Ding Yue looked and saw a coffin-shaped object glowing with divine light.

This reminded Ding Yue of some legends about Daoist Lan Deng.

"Seize!" Daoist Lan Deng struck, and the lid of the coffin silently slid open, revealing a gap.

Instantly, a powerful aura surged out.

"Buzz!!"

The four malevolent energy swords suddenly trembled, the malevolent energy scattering. With a shake, the four swords turned into four streaks of light and entered the gap.

Daoist Lan Deng casually dispelled the coffin, looking at Ding Yue's shocked face, and smiled, striking toward him.

Although his palm was glowing with divine light, it appeared somewhat dark upon closer inspection.

A mystic turtle shield blocked in front of Ding Yue. He was confident in the shield and tried to trigger further changes in the formation.

"Boom!"

But at this moment, Daoist Lan Deng struck the mystic turtle shield, making it rumble and tremble violently.

Upon closer inspection, fragments were continuously falling from the edge of the shield.

"Puff!"

Ding Yue felt a powerful force and a strange energy entering his body, making his magical power sluggish and his vitality greatly reduced.

In an instant, several white hairs appeared on his head.

Ding Yue was severely injured, his eyes filled with shock.

"Whoosh!"

A light sound, and the treasure lamp quickly broke free from its opponent, returning to Ding Yue's head. The True Heart Fire of the Purple Mansion poured down like a waterfall, entering his body, making his insides rumble, and Ding Yue spat out several mouthfuls of blood.

"Not good!"

Ding Yue's face changed drastically, the treasure lamp protecting him with a radiant glow, and he retreated, fearing Daoist Lan Deng's approach.

"Boom!" Ding Yue waved his sleeve, and the turtle shell under his feet trembled, malevolent energy surging, a powerful aura rolling.

Instantly, a mountain of malevolent energy formed, its aura fierce, pressing down on Daoist Lan Deng.

"Break!" Daoist Lan Deng waved his palm to block the mountain, then took a step forward, getting closer to Ding Yue.

With a hand movement, a coffin-shaped shadow formed, divine light flowing, making the coffin appear somewhat sacred...

(Today, my mood is a bit low, as if all the troubles have come at once, feeling very depressed)

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