Chương 318: The Death World Formation!
As soon as Hun Yuantian revealed that the Deathly Silence Gate had been destroyed, the three withered figures in the sky fell into silence.
"What did you just say?"
The three old men cried out in unison, their voices filled with disbelief. Their gaunt faces were marked with shock, while he remained speechless for a long time, unsure of what to say.
"We spent years meticulously preparing, only to craft four Deathly Silence Gates!" one of the elders growled through clenched teeth, his voice brimming with fury. His bony finger pointed at him as if he wanted to crush him.
"You… you let it be destroyed in such a short time?" another elder followed, his voice trembling. The Deathly Silence Gates, crafted with years of painstaking effort, were now missing one.
The three were furious beyond words, their frail bodies trembling as they exuded an aura that sent chills down everyone's spine. The sky darkened as if filled with the wails of countless vengeful spirits.
"How was it destroyed?"
"Answer us!"
The three elders interrogated in unison, demanding an explanation. They wanted to know what force could have destroyed their carefully crafted gate so quickly.
Hun Yuantian's ancient face was filled with pain and resentment. With difficulty, he raised his hand and pointed to a figure in the sky across from them.
"It was that kid from the Gu Clan."
His voice trembled with fear.
Following the direction of his finger, the gazes of the three elders fell upon Gu Fei.
He floated in the air, his entire body glowing with a golden light, radiating a terrifying aura. His handsome face carried a faint smile, as if he was unconcerned about the situation.
His name had reached the ears of these ancient figures in recent times. They knew that he was a prodigy of the Gu Clan with extraordinary strength. But they had never expected that he had grown so powerful, able to destroy the Deathly Silence Gate in such a short time while facing off against Hun Yuantian.
Even experts like Lei Ying and Yan Jin would find it difficult to accomplish such a feat.
The three old men exchanged glances, a solemn look passing between them. They knew that the formation they had arranged was infamous across the Central Plains in ancient times. Only with the creation of the four Deathly Silence Gates could they establish a Death Realm. Any powerful being who entered would be engulfed by the overwhelming deathly aura, eventually succumbing, even if they were a Eight-Star Dou Saint.
This great formation, if executed successfully, would have caused immense casualties for the allied forces. But none of them had anticipated such an unexpected development.
"That kid's strength is terrifying. The technique he used was unimaginably powerful. If not for the Deathly Silence Gate absorbing most of the energy, I would have been killed!"
Hun Yuantian quickly explained, seeing the expressions of the three elders.
Upon closer inspection, his pale, deathly face was clear evidence. His once clouded eyes had lost their luster, and he now resembled a walking corpse.
Hearing this explanation, both Lei Ying and Yan Jin gasped.
"This guy has improved so much. To be able to destroy a Deathly Silence Gate alone…" Yan Jin muttered in awe.
"If he continues to grow, in another ten years, he might reach the level of someone like Gu Yuan," Lei Ying nodded, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
While the others were still reeling from Gu Fei's strength, the three elders frowned.
"What do we do now? We don't have much life force left," one of them said.
"If we continue, our remaining life force will be depleted. We'll need a long time to recover before we can fight again. If a major battle breaks out during that time, we won't be able to join," another elder added, glaring at Hun Yuantian in frustration.
Clearly, his failure had greatly displeased them.
"The price has already been paid, so we can't let it be in vain. Let's activate the formation and inflict as much damage on the allied forces as possible," a gray-faced elder said grimly.
The others nodded in agreement. There was no turning back now.
"Hun Yuantian, return to your position! If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have allowed you to act prematurely to save Hun Feng. Now, not only did you fail to save him, but you've jeopardized the clan's entire plan," one elder snapped at him.
"If you weren't one of our clan's elders, I would have killed you right now!"
The gray-faced elder glared at him, his voice sharp with anger.
Hun Yuantian opened his mouth to speak but then swallowed his words.
After being gravely injured by Gu Fei, even if he returned to the formation, he wouldn't be of much help. But at this point, he had no choice but to give everything he had left.
"I'll just have to risk my old life."
He murmured to himself, determination flashing in his eyes. He couldn't allow the entire clan's plan to fall apart because of his failure.
Gritting his teeth, he steeled himself and flew into position. He formed hand seals, and a dense deathly aura surged from his palms, linking with the remaining three Deathly Silence Gates.
In an instant, the entire world seemed to shift.
A dark world descended, enveloping the mountain range. The air was filled with the stench of decay, as if the land had become a part of the Nine Hells. The sky was blotted out by the endless deathly aura that engulfed everything in its path.
The allied forces quickly gathered together, their faces tense as they watched the encroaching black mist. Even using Dou Qi or spiritual power, they couldn't stop the deathly aura from seeping in.
"We need to break out quickly!" Yan Jin and Lei Ying frowned, urgency flickering in their eyes. They knew that if they remained trapped in the Death Realm, the consequences would be disastrous.
Yet, as the others grew anxious, Gu Fei remained calm. A faint smile played on his handsome face, and his eyes gleamed with confidence.
"Don't worry. The formation is incomplete, and the difference is significant. Hun Yuantian won't be able to hold on for long," he said calmly.
His voice was filled with composure, leaving the others momentarily stunned.
The mountain range was shrouded in thick deathly mist, darkness engulfing the battlefield as the six-clan alliance gathered. The powerful figures of the allied forces stood together, their expressions heavy as they stared at the swirling black fog.
Amidst the gloom, a clear and bright voice suddenly echoed.
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