Chapter 292: Chapter 292
About half an hour later, Zhao Letian had set up a second-level Array around the Baihua Tribe, the Flame Dragon Array.
This Flame Dragon Array was precisely the one Zhao Letian used last time to deal with the Ice River Xuan Turtle, capable of resisting regular combatants at the Initial Stage of the Sect Martial Realm.
However, the Flame Dragon Array he set up last time was relatively small, using only ten High Grade Essence Stones, whereas this time the Array covered the entire Baihua Tribe and took a full one hundred High Grade Essence Stones to activate.
Of course, Zhao Letian now had possession of over half a million High Grade Essence Stones. A mere hundred High Grade Essence Stones, which might be a huge fortune to an ordinary person in the True Martial Realm, were nothing to him, merely a drop in the ocean.
After the Flame Dragon Array was activated, a humming sound resonated, and a layer of crimson light shield emerged.
"What a fierce aura. Zilong, is this formation a second-level Array?"
Cailian gazed at the crimson Array Formation Light Shield, asking in stunned disbelief.
This Array gave her the impression of being much more powerful than the Earth Evil Demon Destruction Formation.
"This Array is called the Flame Dragon Array, a second-level Array with both offensive and defensive capabilities. Later, I will teach you the controlling incantation of this Array."
Zhao Letian responded with a calm smile, nodding his head.
"Flame Dragon Array? That's great, Zilong, thank you."
Cailian's beautiful eyes showed surprise and gratitude. First publishеd оn М|V|L!ЕМРYR.
With this Array guarding them, the Baihua Tribe could rest easy within tens of thousands of miles.
"Cailian, there's no need to be formal with me. This Array is just a precautionary defense measure. To completely resolve the threat of the Green Wolf Tribe, I will personally make a trip there."
Zhao Letian shook his head and smiled.
The Sect Martial Realm combatants of the Green Wolf Tribe must not be spared; he would resolve this danger for the Baihua Tribe.
"Zilong, what are you planning to do? You're not thinking of confronting the Sect Martial Realm combatants of the Green Wolf Tribe, are you?"
Cailian's brows furrowed slightly, and she asked with a tense face.
Although Zhao Letian had displayed unexpectedly formidable combat prowess upon his return, she still did not believe that he could compete with a Sect Martial Realm combatant.
After all, there was a qualitative difference between martial artists of the Sect Martial Realm and those of the True Martial Realm. Not to mention other aspects, just the True Yuan Power within them was as different as heaven and earth, incomparable.
Under normal circumstances, a Sect Martial Realm combatant could easily kill someone at the Ninth Layer of the True Martial Realm with a casual slap.
Moreover, Zhao Letian was only at the Seventh Realm of the True Martial Realm, so how could he contest with a Sect Martial Realm combatant?
"Cailian, don't worry, I have a plan."
Zhao Letian said calmly, without explaining anything, his tone very confident.
According to Cailian, the Clan Leader of the Green Wolf Tribe was merely at the first level of the Sect Martial Realm. If he used all his trump cards, he still had a considerable chance of dealing with this person.
"Alright then, be careful."
Cailian looked into Zhao Letian's clear eyes, and only after confirming he wasn't acting on impulse did she finally relax and speak.
"Baihua Tribe, very well, you dare to kill my son; all of you, must die."
Just then, a voice filled with rage bellowed like muffled thunder, rolling over and causing everyone's eardrums to ache painfully.
"A Sect Martial Realm powerhouse? Not good, everyone retreat into the Array Formation Light Shield."
Zhao Letian was suddenly startled, turned towards the source of the voice, and saw a middle-aged man with disheveled hair, wearing a wide black robe, brandishing a scimitar coming towards them, his face gloomy as he flew through the air at an astonishing speed. Letian then shouted loudly to alert everyone.
"Retreat? Too late, all of you can join my son in death."
The man in the black robe sneered disdainfully, flipping his hand to deliver a palm strike, which shot out a colossal Palm Seal, as large as a millstone, eclipsing the sun and pressing down with crushing force.
Should this palm land, including Mu Lang, at least a hundred people from the Baihua Tribe will be smashed into mincemeat.
At this moment, not to mention that Mu Lang and others simply had no chance to flee, even if they could react, under the terrifying palm force of the man in the black robe, they couldn't even move their feet.
Seeing her father in life-threatening danger, Cailian couldn't help but cry out in panic, ready to rush forward to rescue Mu Lang and the others.
But before she could even move, a pair of black and white Spiritual Artifact wings appeared behind Zhao Letian, entwined with thunder arcs and Wind Blades, he barely trembled, then turned into a terrifyingly fast thunder arc, instantly darting beneath the Palm Seal. His hand surfaced with Black Scale Armor, and he threw a punch upwards.
A terrifying force erupted, cracks appeared across the gigantic Palm Seal and in an instant it crumbled, disintegrating completely.
Simultaneously, Zhao Letian was also violently blasted away by the fearful force in the Palm Seal, like a cannonball, he slammed deeply into the ground.
"To be able to block my palm? It seems my son, Hulun Li'en, was killed by you, you deserve death."
The man in the black robe in the sky revealed a look of shock, and then with the glint of a sharp blade, he swung his curved blade and directly plunged toward the deep pit on the ground.
He knew that the person who had just blocked his palm was not yet dead, and he must eradicate them to avenge his son.
At this moment, from the depths of the pit on the ground, a proud and cold snort rang out, and then, with a flash of electric light, Zhao Letian with wings on his back, clutching a Nine-star Spiritual Weapon Spear, burst out of the deep pit, boldly and fearlessly attacking the man in the black robe.
However, Zhao Letian looked somewhat disheveled, blood on the corner of his mouth, and the Black Scale Armor on his hand also had a series of cracks.
A Sect Martial Realm powerhouse's furious strike was no small matter; when confronting head-on, Zhao Letian was naturally at a disadvantage. Moreover, he had just made a hasty move to save Mu Lang and the others, not having displayed his full strength, so it was natural for him to suffer.
Luckily, Zhao Letian had cultivated the "Nine-Layers Xuan Armor Technique" and often drank Qingluo Wine, granting him Physical Strength even stronger than that of same-level demon beasts, allowing him not to be at too much of a disadvantage. Otherwise, if it were an ordinary person from the True Martial Realm, they would have already been killed by that palm strike from the man in the black robe.
"A mere ant at the True Martial Seventh Realm dares to contend with me, seeking your own death."
The man in the black robe looked at Zhao Letian, who was approaching head-on, with a disdainful look in his eyes.
In his view, Zhao Letian was simply looking for death. His curved blade carried the terrifying True Yuan Force of the Sect Martial Realm, as well as the Ninth Layer Perfection of his blade's force; even peers of the same level did not dare to confront it directly, let alone Zhao Letian, a mere person of the True Martial Seventh Realm.
"You're too confident, Burning Sky Thunder Dragon Spear, die."
Zhao Letian uttered coldly, and on his spear, in addition to the True Martial Seventh Realm's True Essence Power, suddenly surged the Nine-Layers Spear Force, Nine-layered Wind Force, Nine-layered Thunder Formation, and Nine-layered Fire Force. And these four different forces were merged by him. On the spear, a blood-red Thunder Arc appeared, filled with a fearsome killing aura, exhaling an unparalleled terror, and with one thrust, he shattered the black-robed man's blade light, piercing through his body.