Final Preparations

Li Yunfan looked at the Yue Emperor, whose face showed fear, and couldn't help but smirk slightly.

This Reversed Five Elements Formation is a forbidden formation that has been improved by Qi Yunxiao and possesses one-third of the power of the original. It is much stronger than the one that Han Li set up in his cave. It is definitely not something that a Foundation Establishment cultivator can escape or break.

"Everyone, the Yue Emperor is now trapped by the formation. If you have any talismans, activate them now and attack together to kill him," Li Yun said loudly to the crowd.

After speaking, he nodded to Han Li, who immediately understood and took out a cyan talisman, sat cross-legged on the ground, and began to activate the talisman.

Chen Qiaoqian, who was standing to the side, did not hesitate at all after hearing Li Yunfan's words. She sat down cross-legged at almost the same time as Han Li, and then took out a red talisman from her storage bag to activate it.

She seemed to trust Li Yunfan completely, which surprised the two senior brothers and sisters standing next to her.

Seeing that Han Li and Chen Qiaoqian had both taken out their talismans to activate, Zhong Weiniang and Xue Hong, who also carried talismans, silently took out their own talismans and sat down cross-legged to activate them as well.

Of the remaining people, Song Meng's talisman had already exhausted its power in the previous battle, while Chen Qiaoqian's senior brother and Li Yunfan did not possess any such treasures.

As for Liu Jing, he still had a talisman with limited spiritual power, but now that four people had taken out their talismans, even if the Yue Emperor had many tricks up his sleeve, it would be impossible for him to withstand the combined attack of four talismans.

Of course, the most important thing is that he had already used the Thousand Blade Technique talisman and a true treasure in the battle against the Blood Servant, and the losses were considerable. There was no need to waste another talisman for a dying person.

Therefore, the four of them took the initiative to assume the responsibility of protecting the Dharma.

Just as they were preparing the talisman, the Yue Emperor, who was trapped above, realized that he could no longer run around like a headless fly. He immediately stopped and floated motionless in the air, pondering with his head down.

A moment later, he suddenly looked up, a look of madness flashing across his face. He took a deep breath and suddenly raised his sharp nails and slashed his wrist. A large amount of blood gushed out and all of it merged into the bloody light surrounding him.

The bright red light suddenly dimmed, instantly turning into a dark red color, and the nauseating stench of blood was released, which Li Yunfan and the others below could smell.

Liu Jing and the other two's expressions changed slightly. They knew what kind of trick the other party was going to use, but they were helpless and could only watch the enemy continue to cast the spell.

Seeing that the blood-red light around him had completely transformed, Emperor Yue opened his mouth and spat out a stream of red energy onto his wrist. The deep wound immediately stopped bleeding and gradually healed, but Emperor Yue's face turned much paler, clearly indicating that this spell was not an ordinary healing spell.

Immediately afterward, a fierce look flashed across his face, and he reached into his robes and pulled out a bare, black hilt. The hilt was about half a foot long, dull and unremarkable, and looked very old and worn.

But the Yue emperor held the object with extreme care, as if the hilt of the knife were extremely dangerous.

Then he stared intently at the hilt of the sword and began to chant an incantation in a low voice. The incantation was obscure and difficult to understand, faintly exuding a primal and ancient aura.

"What is he going to do?" Song Meng asked in surprise as he watched this scene.

"Don't worry, no matter what he's doing, he can't break this formation. Right now, he can only hop around like a grasshopper in autumn, at most he can only hop around a couple of times," Li Yunfan said calmly.

The three were taken aback upon hearing this, and then looked at Li Yunfan with some curiosity, wondering why he was so confident. Wasn't this formation Han Li's? How come it seemed like he had set it up?

However, Yue Huang's attack quickly demonstrated to the three of them where Li Yunfan's confidence came from.

Suddenly, the hilt of the sword in front of the Yue Emperor erupted with a burst of black light as he chanted his incantation, then slowly floated up, enveloped in the black light. The Yue Emperor's face grew increasingly cautious as he looked at the hilt, his hands skillfully forming a series of strange hand seals.

Then, streaks of blood appeared in the blood-red light surrounding him, flying rapidly toward the hilt of the sword. Soon, the hilt was completely wrapped by the blood streaks, which then condensed into a sizable blood clot as they writhed.

Emperor Yue was overjoyed and was about to cast the spell again when the blood clot suddenly emitted a dazzling black light and began to expand and contract continuously, becoming extremely unstable.

Upon seeing this, the joy on his face vanished instantly, replaced by a look of fear, as if he were terrified of the bloodstains.

But he quickly calmed down. After only a slight hesitation, he revealed a resolute look, uttered a few deep incantations in a low voice, and then bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of foul blood mixed with bits of flesh from his tongue into the blood clot.

After absorbing the filthy blood, the blood clot immediately stopped expanding and contracting, and the dazzling black light dimmed.

Seeing this, the Yue Emperor was still somewhat uneasy and made more than a dozen hand seals, and the last bit of black light on the bloodstain completely disappeared.

Then he raised his hand and made a gesture, and a small piece of the blood-red light on his body suddenly pounced onto the blood-stained block. Immediately afterwards, he chanted a profound incantation, and the blood-stained block gradually stretched out like a weapon embryo, eventually turning into a real longsword.

Upon seeing the sword, the Yue Emperor's face lit up with fervor. He grabbed the hilt and swung it around a few times. Although it showed no power whatsoever, he was quite satisfied.

Then, carrying his long sword, he let out a long howl, and his whole body transformed into a huge ball of blood-red light, rushing towards the bamboo forest below, but he was still blocked by the colorful glow.

However, he remained completely calm, gripping the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, and slashed fiercely at the rosy light. A sharp whistling sound came from the blade, followed by a flash of black light, which emitted more than ten astonishing black rays.

With a "rip," the multicolored glow was actually torn apart by the blade's edge, revealing a passage several feet long and wide.

The Yue Emperor was overjoyed and hurriedly rushed into the passage.

Beyond the glow of the sunset, he indeed saw Li Yunfan and the others inside. He smiled sinisterly, and with a flash, he appeared several feet above Li Yunfan and the others. He gently waved his hand, and a black blade of light more than ten feet long slashed straight down at the crowd below.