Fury Towards The Burning Heaven Chapter 207 - Dao Pattern Attack

Chapter 207: Dao Pattern Attack

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Send the orders to form the Grim Reaper Formation. Let Gu Te release his sorcery to trap Jiang Yi! Let Ming Hui a.s.semble his men and kill that b.i.t.c.h!”

Even though his heart was br.i.m.m.i.n.g with a killer aura, Yun He didn’t personally do it himself as he was concerned about Jiang Yi’s flames and Yun Fei’s sorcery. He gave the orders to the command troops beside him who promptly blew the horn. It was a horn that had a tempo of three long and two short horns, which was obviously a special way to send the message.

“Yun He? Are we not going to do anything?”

Seeing Yun He’s giant ape stay in place, Shui Qianrou asked with some doubt. From her perspective, this battle didn’t need any skills. They simply need to charge with all their forces, utilizing all their attacks; and the winner would be determined by one another’s capabilities.

“No hurry! If Jiang Yi is able to destroy your Spirit Sparrow Robes, he must have even more terrifying hidden attacks that we need to observe first. I don’t believe those flames from his body is limitless.”

Yun He grew up in the royal clan, and the first logic he mastered was how to make use of people. With his esteemed status, he would never put his life on the line. Unless if it was absolutely necessary for him to personally do it, he wouldn’t risk it.

“Alright then!”

Since it wasn’t the Water Moon Observatory losing their people, Shui Qianrou held back her desire and forcefully resisted her temptation while observing the battle.

As they heard Yun He’s orders, two of the splendidly-dressed young masters cursed silently at the treacherous Yun He. Right now, they had been forced to take the desperate action and had no choice but to order the attack.

There was this individual with curly hair who wore this fiery-red earring on his left ear while wielding a scepter. It was the Gu Clan’s Young Clan Head, Gu Te, roaring, “Grim Reaper Formation!”

This Grim Reaper Formation was famous in the Heaven Mystics Kingdom, and every time this formation was utilized, they would be in a battle to the death. Unless everyone was dead, this formation would never stop. Once this formation was initiated, whoever dared to retreat would be viewed as a deserter and would be disdained by the citizens of the Heaven Mystics Kingdom.

“Swish-swish-swis.h.!.+”

Almost a thousand martial artists gathered at where Jiang Yi was. They rushed at Jiang Yi continuously with a three-man team in an arrow-shaped formation. Every one of their expressions was filled with death. As soon as Yun He had ordered for this Grim Reaper Formation, it meant that they didn’t have any way to retreat unless they killed Jiang Yi or was killed by Jiang Yi.

“Great! Ma.s.sacre Intent!”

Time was exactly what Jiang Yi required. Yun He and Shui Qianrou were actually not going to make a move and allowed this group of people to be wasted by him. This was exactly what he hoped for. Right now, his eyes instantly turned blood red as a frightful killing aura pervaded into his surroundings, causing some of them to kneel immediately. Despite so, no one at the back dared to take a single step away from him.

“Tsk-Tsk!”

Some Soul Travel Realm experts released their essence force attacks while the peculiarly-dressed Young Master Gu Te’s scepter suddenly brightened up as he shouted, “Binding of Wind!”

There was a cool breeze that blew across and onto Jiang Yi’s body, instantly binding his body with some formless energy and making his movements extremely sluggish. He initially wanted to sprint forward and use the Earth Fire to incinerate the group of people in front of him. Now, he had no choice but to use the Devil Sky Silk to block those incoming essence force attack.

“Pong, Pong, Pong…!”

His body was blasted off, but with the protection of the Devil Sky Silk, he didn’t suffer any injuries. At this moment, his killing aura weakened slightly, allowing a hundred martial artists to approach from three directions. Even now, his body still struggled to move.

This sorcery is too wicked…

Jiang Yi was silently appalled as he turned to the side where the Black Scale Sword appeared—for him to slash down towards the front.

“Tsk-Tsk!”

As the sword slashed down, the surrounding air quickly converged at the tip of the sword like numerous invisible wind dragons that were roaring. All of a sudden, that formless binding on his body had vanished.

Binding of Wind? Since wind can be used to bind me formlessly, does that mean I can control the wind to bind others?

Jiang Yi’s mind was spinning quickly. When Gu Te released the Binding of Wind again, Jiang Yi closed his eyes and felt the flow of the air while his mind quickly simulated the wind’s trajectory.

“Buzz!”

A strange thing happened.

Right at this moment, the small Purple Mansion within Jiang Yi’s Purple Mansion in his dantian suddenly glowed. A drop of black liquid essence rushed out from the small Purple Mansion and entered Jiang Yi’s mind, allowing Jiang Yi to think faster by a few hundred folds. Jiang Yi was currently engrossed in the comprehending of the wind’s trajectory and didn’t realize it.

“Eh?”

Among the hundred men that rushed at Jiang Yi were five or six Soul Travel Realm experts. When they saw Jiang Yi closed his eyes, they thought he was about to release some horrifying martial skill. Jiang Yi didn’t do anything; instead, the air around him flowed automatically, congealing into invisible wind dragons that were flying around him and roaring silently.

“This… this…”

Facing such a strange situation, everyone was frightened. Regular low-leveled martial artists wouldn’t understand the scene in front of them and would only instinctively feel fear. Those Soul Travel Realm experts nearby and the other Soul Travel Realm experts far away had this flash of bewilderment.

“How is this possible? This… this is impossible!”

Yun He, who was sitting on the giant ape’s shoulder, could clearly see the abnormal motion from Jiang Yi. His mouth was currently opened widely while his eyes had an expression of disbelief.

Shui Qianrou and the experts from the Water Moon Observatory had faces of astonishment, too. Shui Qianrou blinked her eyes and spoke with a puzzled tone, “Pattern of Heaven Dao? Isn’t Jiang Yi just at the second stage of the Purple Mansion Realm? How could he comprehend the dao patterns? My mother mentioned that only martial artists at the peak stage of the Soul Travel Realm could comprehend dao patterns, right? If Jiang Yi had the strength of a peak-stage Soul Travel Realm, we would all already be dead. Why is such a thing happening…?”

The Pattern of Heaven Dao was a mystical existence, and there an endless amount of them contained within heaven and earth. All these dao patterns were woven with the laws of heaven and earth. Comprehending the dao patterns meant comprehending the laws of heaven and earth. This also meant that one could s.h.i.+ft the heaven and earth energy as one desired: overturning the heavens and ocean, leveling the mountains, and severing rivers would be nothing difficult.

Everyone had some slight understanding of the dao patterns, where they would get a deeper comprehension of it once they entered the Soul Travel Realm. In order for a peak-stage Soul Travel Realm martial artist to break through to the Vajra Realm, they had to comprehend the dao patterns; and only after achieving this feat would their strength obtain a qualitative leap.

The entire continent’s martial skills—even the Heaven Mystics Kingdom’s sorcery, magic, and various mystical powers—actually evolved from dao pattern attacks. The grade of the martial skill was actually determined by how much comprehension did the founder have of the dao pattern. This was something everyone on the continent understood.

The problem was… martial artists below the peak-stage Soul Travel Realm would never be able to comprehend dao patterns, and this was common knowledge of the continent. However—right now, Jiang Yi was clearly in touch with the Dao Pattern of the Wind, which gave rise to the resonance with the wind. It indicated that he was currently in the midst of comprehending the dao pattern; how could such an abnormal scene not shock everyone?

“Kill!”

They were indeed shocked, but a few of the Soul Travel Realm experts reacted quickly and promptly shot out their essence force attacks. Before those saber, sword, and finger forces could even approach Jiang Yi, that formless wind dragons suddenly flowed over and formed invisible protection helping Jiang Yi to block those attacks.

“Pfff-Pfff!”

When those essence force releases. .h.i.t the wind dragons, it was like mud flowing into the sea—developing no waves and silently vanis.h.i.+ng.

“I was wrong all this time. I had been on the wrong path. The true essence of the Wind Shadow Sword isn’t to control the wind. The wind is formless; hence, it cannot be controlled. I can only draw it, move it, and give rise to its resonance—allowing it to automatically form a force field that would a.s.sist me to bind and suppress the enemy. Hahah, I finally comprehended it…”

Jiang Yi suddenly opened his eyes. The problem that had been hindering him for the past few months was finally solved. The moment he opened his eyes, those formless wind dragons quickly vanished, too. He didn’t notice those unusual eyes that were coming from the martial artists surrounding him; Jiang Yi simply brandished his sword. “Wind Shadow Sword!”