Strongest Medical Saint-Chapter 445: King of Formation

Hearing Shen Feng's shout.

Luo Ningshan's mouth curled into a sneer of disdain, "You're on death's doorstep, and you still talk tough? What do you have to entertain me with?"

"I detest those who obviously have no real ability and yet still like to spout arrogant nonsense! You can't even stand steadily, and you dare to threaten me? Do you really take me for a three-year-old child?"

The moment Luo Ningshan's voice spread through the air, he extended his withered arm and slashed toward Shen Feng.

"Ghost Demon Slash!"

With this slash,

wide swathes of space cracked open, his descending arm engulfed in thick black Spiritual Energy.

Bilious black Spiritual Energy roiled on his arm, as if black flames had ignited upon it.

With a "boom!"

A black greatsword, about five meters long and condensed from the thick black Spiritual Energy, instantly appeared in front of Luo Ningshan.

Practically without pause,

the moment the black greatsword formed, it slashed towards Shen Feng.

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The blade of the greatsword, forged from black Spiritual Energy, was covered with menacing ghostly faces.

Some ghostly faces were wild and blood spilled from their seven orifices; some were entirely rotten; some had eyes that had fallen from their sockets...

For a moment, woeful wails and howls of ghosts emanated from the black greatsword.

Every place the black greatsword passed turned bleakly suffused with Yin Qi.

Shen Quantian, who was in the midst of stabilizing his breath, had temporarily steadied his Soul Body after absorbing the power Luo Ningshan infused into him.

He could clearly sense the power contained in this strike.

Previously, he had witnessed Luo Ningshan unleash this strike; he remembered two Innate Peak powerhouses who, facing this very attack, found themselves without the slightest capacity to resist. The moment their bodies were struck by the black greatsword, they immediately turned into a mist of blood in the air, which Luo Ningshan absorbed entirely.

Through Luo Ningshan,

Shen Quantian also learned about the ascendency levels above Innate: Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, and Nascent Soul!

This strike was powerful enough to kill a Golden Core Middle Stage powerhouse, as he had personally asked Luo Ningshan before.

Watching the black greatsword howling towards Shen Feng, Shen Quantian roared, "Leave the blood mist from this little bastard for me to devour!"

Luo Ningshan did not refuse.

Meanwhile, Jia Shouhong and others, shrouded in the black and red mists, were also giving up suppressing the murderous thoughts within them.

Senior Shen, so weakened, simply could not withstand Luo Ningshan's attack.

The black greatsword teemed with malevolent energy; as it neared Shen Feng, it swiftly slashed down towards his head.

The expressions on the faces of those present varied.

Luo Ningshan, who had executed the strike, had an expression as still as an undisturbed lake's surface, for in his eyes, Shen Feng was already a dead man.

As he turned his gaze toward Jia Shouhong and the others,

and Shen Quantian prepared to devour the blood mist from Shen Feng's burst body,

suddenly,

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

From the three enormous stone statues beside Shen Feng, three overwhelmingly powerful auras suddenly surged forth.

Such momentum, like a torrential flood, caught everyone present off guard, giving them a sense of being utterly unprepared.

The eyes of the three giant stone statues lit up with golden light as they rapidly swung the blades, swords, and staffs in their hands, lashing out at the black greatsword.

With a "Bang!"

The moment the black greatsword came into contact with the weapons wielded by the stone statues, it dissolved into nothingness in the air.

At the same time, under Shen Feng's control, the aura bursting from the stone statues grew increasingly intense. This tsunami-like force immediately shattered the fog engulfing Jia Shouhong and the others, slowly pulling them out of their murderous thoughts.

Shen Feng's body leaned against the leg of a statue holding a sword, his gaze calmly fixed on Luo Ningshan hovering midair, "Do you still think I'm speaking arrogantly?"

Luo Ningshan's composure wavered, his eyes revealing a profoundly solemn expression. He could clearly feel that each of the three stone statues possessed the aura of the Late Golden Core stage, matching his own strength.

Those three old geezers from the Three Gods Palace actually had this up their sleeves?

But that wasn't what he found unbelievable; he knew that Shen Feng was not a person from the Three Gods Palace.

If someone from the Three Gods Palace knew about this formation, they probably would have triggered it long ago.

In other words, Shen Feng had discerned this hidden formation on his own. Most crucially, the three statues comparable to the Late Golden Core stage – such a formation wasn't something ordinary people could trigger and control. Yet he felt that Shen Feng, not being from the Three Gods Palace, had activated this formation using just a trace of Spiritual Energy, gaining complete control over these powerful statues?

How profound must one's knowledge of formations be to accomplish this?

The three old men of the Three Gods Palace were Grandmasters of formation, but in Luo Ningshan's view, compared to the young man before him, the old men's skills in formations paled in comparison; this young man could rightfully be called the King of Formations.

Shen Quantian wanted to absorb the blood mist after Shen Feng's body exploded, but upon seeing Shen Feng controlling the three statues and easily blocking Luo Ningshan's attack, he felt like he was going crazy.

Meanwhile, Jia Shouhong and the others were taken aback, looking at the three statues with towering auras. This was a formation they were unaware of.

Moreover, feeling the strength of these three statues, this wasn't a formation they could activate themselves. They, too, could tell that Shen Feng had perfectly controlled the statues with just a wisp of Spiritual Energy, which made them feel an urge to prostrate in worship before him.

The people from the Three Gods Palace immediately darted toward Shen Feng, quickly assembling behind the three colossal statues.

At this moment, they couldn't offer any help, but they didn't want to be a burden either!

Hiding behind the statues, at the very least, Senior Shen wouldn't need to be distracted worrying about their safety.

Shen Feng pointed at Luo Ningshan hovering in midair.

The three giant statues suddenly moved, their blades, swords, and staffs swinging out towards Luo Ningshan.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A commanding aura erupted from the weapons.

The Sword Qi, imbued with the power to tear and shred, raged towards Luo Ningshan like a tornado.

The heavy stone tiles on the ground turned to dust.

Shen Quantian's complexion changed drastically as his Soul Body constantly drifted backward. Since the statues' attacks weren't directed at him, he could barely avoid them. Yet, looking at Luo Ningshan in the sky, unable to dodge, fear filled his eyes. Could Luo Ningshan block this move?

As this thought surfaced in his mind.

Luo Ningshan in midair pushed his Soul Body's speed to the limit, but the tornado formed by the Qi of the blades, swords, and staffs had already encircled him, leaving him no way to escape.

With another "Boom!"

The tornado, formed by the Qi of the blades and swords, completely merged together, engulfing Luo Ningshan within.