Sacred Martial Divine Sovereign

"Since we're here, let's just take it easy. How can martial artists worry about personal gains and losses!?"    

After a moment of concentration, Ao Lingchen's face showed some determination. He slowly loosened his right palm.    

The instant he released his palm, a wave of ripples appeared around the scalding hot Nine-floored Tower. Above the starlight, a black arc of lightning flashed and instantly entered the Eight Trigrams Dao Pillar that was floating in front of him.    

Looking at this shocking scene, Ao Lingchen's mouth slightly opened and closed. This was too urgent, wasn't it?    

His eyes stared blankly at the Earth Nine Eight Trigrams Formation Altar that was surging with powerful energy in front of him. He looked at the black hole that had appeared in front of it. Sensing the powerful energy that was surging within, Ao Lingchen frowned slightly. Then, a resolute look flashed across his eyes.    

The Earth Nine Eight Trigrams Formation, which had originally been like an iron wall, had now formed a huge hole. It was as if it had left a door behind for people to enter.    

Clearly, this was the back door that the Nine-floored Tower had left behind for him after breaking into it.    

His Mental Energy surged. The wind under his feet whistled. His figure leaped into the air and stepped on the starlight light. It transformed into a flash within the sea of flames as Ao Lingchen dashed out.    

The treasure had a spirit. Since the Nine-floored Tower had done this, there must be a reason behind it. Since it had left behind a door for him, he should naturally enter and investigate.    

Besides, the good fortune might be ahead of him. He couldn't just let it slip by like this!    

Ao Lingchen's figure flashed as he stepped into the air. In an instant, he approached the Nine Eight Trigrams Formations Dao Pillar and arrived in front of the back door that the Nine-floored Tower had left for him.    

However, he seemed to have underestimated the scariness of the Nine Eight Trigrams Formations. Even though it had been forcefully torn open by the Nine-floored Tower, the power surrounding it was still terrifying.    

As he got closer, Ao Lingchen felt as if he was facing a dimensional crack again. The energy surrounding the floating platform was not any weaker than the dimensional crack.    

The Martial King and the King Formation. Ao Lingchen finally had a deep understanding of them. A large formation that had a flaw in it had given him an extremely powerful threat. If it was a complete formation, he was afraid that he would have no hope of entering it!    

Sensing the scariness of the King Formation, Ao Lingchen was secretly shocked by the power of the Nine-floored Tower. The power of this small pagoda seemed to be even more terrifying than he had imagined. The King Formation was broken as soon as it was broken, just like a piece of paper.    

"What kind of divine weapon are you? King Weapon? Or an even more terrifying weapon?"    

Ao Lingchen looked at the small black tower floating in the center of the Earth Nine Eight Trigrams Formation and muttered.    

Ao Lingchen had once guessed that the Nine-floored Tower's level might have surpassed that of a heaven-grade divine weapon, even if it couldn't reach the level of a king weapon. Now, it was displaying its divine might. He couldn't help but suspect that this was a King Weapon that wasn't any weaker than the Zihong Sword. It was even stronger.    

Staring at the shrinking entrance of the formation, Ao Lingchen threw away all the distracting thoughts in his mind. He took a deep breath of the warm starlight, and his eyes were filled with madness. He circulated the Ruling Law Arts domineeringly and used it to stimulate the vigorous spiritual energy in his spirit body. The incomparably condensed energy surrounded his body and turned into an invisible shield.    

"Good fortune is right in front of me. I'll give it my all!"    

He had come into contact with the good fortune of the Martial King at such a close distance, and the Nine-floored Tower was already inside. If he gave up now, he would suffer a great loss.    

Rather than that, he might as well take a gamble. Once he succeeded, the good fortune would be in his hands, and he would improve rapidly. If he failed, then... no. It was impossible for him to fail!    

His heart was firm, and his spiritual force lingered around him. Ao Lingchen forcefully endured the pressure that came from the great formation, which had already dispersed the power of obliteration. His Star Chasing Steps shone brilliantly, and he chased after the sun. He stepped on the scorching sun's flames and rushed towards the back door that the Nine-floored Tower had opened for him.    

The crushing divine pressure came. Ao Lingchen relied on his spiritual body and spiritual force as the medium to forcefully unleash the Ten Directions Annihilation. He used the tyrannical and terrifying Power of Destruction to resist it, scattering the destructive force that swept over.    

However, the price of this action was the heart-tearing pain that came from Ao Lingchen's soul. The Power of Destruction that surged out from his body was like silver threads that carried hooks. It fiercely ravaged his body, as if it wanted to tear him in half.    

The Power of Destruction was extremely powerful. If Ao Lingchen's physical body was here... He could still barely resist such a Power of Destruction. However... This was only a spiritual body formed by his mental energy and soul energy. Such an existence... Extremely fragile, unable to withstand such a powerful energy rampaging within his body.    

This was also the reason why Ao Lingchen didn't dare to use the Chaotic Heaven And Earth Law, which was even more powerful than the Nine Eight Trigrams Formation, to suppress it.    

The closer he got to the Nine Eight Trigrams Formations, the more Ao Lingchen was shocked by its power.    

He had never seen the Sect Master attack before, but he believed that if Rakshasa Ghost Child was swallowed by the formation in front of him, he would probably be killed and his soul would scatter!    

It was too powerful. A broken formation that appeared in front of him actually gave people the feeling that it was far more powerful than a half-step Martial King.    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen was hesitating. Should he give up and retreat? After all, once he entered the formation, the back door would be restored, and his small body would also be destroyed.    

His distracting thoughts ran wild. In the end, he still followed the back door and entered the formation. In the end, his unwilling heart had gained the upper hand.    

Stepping on the Eight Trigrams Dao Pillar, Ao Lingchen did not have time to look around. He hurriedly walked to the Nine-floored Tower's surroundings.    

Such a vicious place was the safest to rely on the Nine-floored Tower. If there were any abnormalities, he could still enter and save his life.    

Just as Ao Lingchen walked to the side of the Nine-floored Tower, the large hole that allowed him to enter mysteriously disappeared without a trace.    

This scene caused Ao Lingchen to frown slightly.    

He stretched out his hand and gently caressed the Nine-floored Tower. The nervousness in Ao Lingchen's heart slowly relaxed a little. With it around, at least there was some assurance.    

His eyes stared at the Nine-floored Tower that was suspended in the air without moving. He felt an inexplicable fluctuation surging on it.    

What was going on?    

Ao Lingchen was filled with doubts. Ever since he entered this place, the Nine-floored Tower had become extremely strange, as if there was something it wanted here.    

But when he looked around, apart from the powerful and fierce Dao of Formation, there was nothing else here.    

Before Ao Lingchen could react, the motionless Nine-floored Tower suddenly turned into a black light and flew past the Eight Trigrams Formation underneath his feet, disappearing into the sea of starlight and flames, disappearing without a trace.    

Looking at the Eight Trigrams Formation that had returned to its calm state and the eight array lights that were surging violently, Ao Lingchen's mouth was wide open like a wooden chicken.    

Damn, wasn't the Nine-floored Tower trying to trick him?    

At this moment, Ao Lingchen finally understood what it meant to cry but have no tears. He foolishly followed the Nine-floored Tower into the grand formation, but in the end, it slipped away and left him here.    

With his own strength, facing the Nine Earth Eight Trigrams Formations, what else could he do other than wait for death to destroy a Half Step Martial King or even the Martial King?    

He had never thought that he would be killed by the divine weapon.