Chapter 678: Whatever It Is, The Immortal Swords Are Ours!

Yu Xian waved his hand, and four Immortal Swords, like stars, sliced through the Void Realm, carrying magnificent Imperial Might and sharp edges, settling down one by one at the four corners of the Revival Formation.

The four Immortal Swords echoed each other, and the ancient runes carved on their swords suddenly lit up, driving the Rain Immortal Qi within the entire Revered Hall to circulate faster, forming a visible green vortex that enveloped the Formation.

Li Muwan stood beside the Formation, concentrating on observing the resonance between the Immortal Swords and the Formation, feeling the immense power capable of shaking heaven and earth, which deepened her admiration for Yu Xian.

After the four Immortal Swords were in place, the Revival Formation was instantly activated, and dazzling blue light burst forth from the previously dormant Formation Eyes.

That light seemed set to tear apart the entire Revered Hall, dyeing everything around it with a mysterious shade of blue.

Enveloped by the blue light, Qing Frost’s Immortal Body gradually regained a hint of color on her pale face, and the residual Divine Soul within her seemed to sense the call of this power, beginning to tremble slightly.

The runes surrounding the Formation appeared to come alive, rapidly moving along fixed trajectories, continuously drawing upon the Origin power of the Rain Immortal Realm, and then converting it into pure vitality to inject into Qing Frost’s body.

Li Muwan stared intently at every change in the Formation, her palms slightly sweaty, feeling both nervous and expectant. She could clearly sense the powers of life and death within the Formation fiercely colliding and merging.

Yu Xian was not idle either. Seated at the Formation Eye, he utilized the Legacy to circulate the Immortal Realm Origin, drawing upon the Origin power of the Rain Law and the spatial vortex of the entire Rain Realm, pouring it into the Reverse Soul Great Formation.

He then channeled the residual Qing Lin Origin Immortal Qi from the Revered Hall into Qing Frost’s Physical Body, repairing millennia of damage and clearing her Immortal Meridians.

Yu Xian then used his Divine Sense to guide and recall the fragments of Qing Frost’s residual Divine Soul scattered throughout the Rain Realm. From the Rain Immortal Swords, he drew out the Origin Divine Soul Imprint that Qing Frost had sealed back then, using the power of the Great Formation to solidify, reshape, and return the residual soul and the Imprint to their proper places.

Just then, a roar came from outside the hall—someone was attacking the Formation, and the power was considerable.

Yu Xian swept his Divine Sense over them and a slight curve formed on his lips: They had arrived!

Of the two people attacking the Formation, one wore a pure cyan long robe, his face lean and his figure slender like bamboo, yet his joints were firm, showing no sign of decrepitude. Around his waist was a simple dark iron sword tassel, with no extra ornamentation.

Suspended behind him were four semi-transparent, illusory sword shadows, glowing radiantly. Every flicker was accompanied by subtle sword cries and the sound of rushing thunder. Beneath his feet were crimson Qilin. If this wasn’t Heavenly Marquis, who could it be?

The other person wore a pure black, unpatterned long robe. He had a middle-aged appearance, slightly prominent cheekbones, and a jawline sharp as if carved. Thin black mist perpetually surrounded him, moving without wind.

It must be Tian Mozi.

Yu Xian had anticipated that the two would join forces, and so it was.

However, as they attacked the killing Formation outside, the killing Formation was operating simultaneously. The killing intent hidden within the Formation patterns quietly awakened like a dormant fierce beast.

Those seemingly ordinary Formation Eye Stones suddenly burst forth with dazzling cold light, weaving into a dense sword net that swept toward Heavenly Marquis and Tian Mozi. Simultaneously, layers of runes emerged from the ground, agitating the surrounding space to slightly distort, forming vortices that devoured power.

Heavenly Marquis snorted coldly. The illusory sword shadows behind him suddenly solidified, transforming into countless physical long swords swirling around his body, slicing apart the incoming sword net completely.

The crimson Qilin let out a roar, flames surging beneath its hooves, attempting to scorch the Foundation of the Formation.

Tian Mozi formed hand seals. The black mist surrounding him instantly spread out, transforming into countless inky black threads that wrapped around the Formation patterns, attempting to erode the operational Veins (conduits) of the Formation.

“This Formation is truly strange. The Immortal Swords went in, and the Origin of this Immortal Realm is continuously pouring into the hall. There must be treasures inside that we don’t know about. If we don’t break this Formation quickly, I fear we will lose any chance to lay claim to what is inside,” Heavenly Marquis said to Tian Mozi.

Although he absolutely did not wish to cooperate with Tian Mozi, circumstances dictated otherwise. They had managed to enter, but facing the killing Formation outside this Revered Hall, they truly couldn’t break it in a short time.

“Just keep attacking it. Although this Formation is strange, with the strength of the two of us, it won’t take much time to break it.” Tian Mozi stared grimly at the core of the killing Formation, his hand seals changing faster. Faint sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling drifted from the black mist, indicating he was employing some kind of sinister technique.

Heavenly Marquis frowned slightly. Although he disliked Tian Mozi’s style of doing things, he understood the urgency of the moment.

He took a deep breath, and the sword phantoms behind him suddenly surged, their cries echoing through the heavens, faintly showing signs of suppressing the sword net of the killing Formation.

“Let’s finish this quickly!” Heavenly Marquis shouted low, his body enveloped in brilliant golden light, transforming into a stream of crimson-cyan light, charging toward the weakest Formation Eye of the killing Formation with unparalleled Sword Intent.

Seeing this, Tian Mozi’s surrounding black mist churned even more violently. Those inky black threads grew wildly as if possessing life, tightly binding the operational nodes of the killing Formation. Simultaneously, he condensed a ball of pitch-black energy in his palm and hurled it fiercely toward the Formation Eye position Heavenly Marquis was charging.

The two forces, completely different yet equally formidable, converged in the air, colliding violently with the defensive power erupted by the killing Formation. The space of the entire Rain Immortal Realm violently trembled as a result.

Dense cracks instantly appeared on the light screen of the killing Formation outside the Revered Hall, making it seem as if it could shatter at any moment.

Heavenly Marquis and Tian Mozi exchanged a glance, both knowing that one more strike would surely break this Formation.

Without any hesitation, Heavenly Marquis once again urged the sword shadows behind him. Myriads of sword blades condensed into a single crimson giant sword piercing heaven and earth, its body burning with raging flames, striking toward the cracks with the might to scorch mountains and boil seas.

Tian Mozi compressed all the black mist around his body, transforming it into a long black spear wreathed in netherworld cold energy, its tip pointing directly at the core of the Formation Eye.

The two attacks, one following the other, were like the scythes of the Grim Reaper, launching the final assault against the crumbling killing Formation.

Finally.

“Boom!” A deafening explosion echoed throughout the ruins of the entire Rain Immortal Realm. The light screen of the killing Formation outside the Revered Hall shattered in response, dissolving into countless blue light spots in the air.

Heavenly Marquis and Tian Mozi’s figures pierced through the broken Formation barrier like two specters, rushing straight toward the gate of the Revered Hall with fierce momentum.

“Haha, we broke it!” A trace of triumph flashed in Heavenly Marquis’s eyes. The crimson Qilin beneath his feet let out an excited roar, its four hooves kicking up wind, rushing into the hall first.

Tian Mozi followed closely behind, his surrounding black mist churning, his eyes filled with greed and caution, clearly determined to claim the treasures inside the hall.

Thus, they flew directly into the Revered Hall.

After the two entered the Revered Hall, they discovered Yu Xian and Li Muwan, and Qing Frost lying within the Great Formation.

“They actually used four Immortal Swords as the Foundation for the Formation. Is this the Revival Formation?” Tian Mozi couldn’t help but feel curious upon seeing the scene in the hall.

“Whatever it is, the Immortal Swords are ours!” Heavenly Marquis stared intently at the four Immortal Swords.