Published: March 3, 2025
Chapter 320: Everything is Under Control
Without Liu Yu's command, the eighteen supreme magical artifacts showed no sign of stopping, continuing along their original trajectory, attacking the yellow fog sea.
Since this person might pose a problem, there was no need to subdue him.
With such a hidden danger nearby, no one would feel at ease.
"Not good!"
The Daoist of Many Eyes was shocked and hurriedly took out three Formation Disks, using spell techniques to control the formation that protected himself and the market.
Under his skilled control, the yellow fog changed, condensing into walls of mist, significantly enhancing their defensive capability.
From a distance, it looked like a yellow sphere missing half of its surface.
More astonishingly, the illusory mist had gained the ability to defend against physical attacks.
While the defensive power of a single mist wall was average, as long as the fog existed, it could continuously condense. As long as the formation's spiritual power supply was not cut off, the fog could keep generating.
In some sense, it was relatively perfect.
However, there was one precondition: it couldn't exceed its maximum capacity, or else the mist walls would be unable to form quickly enough, leaving the formation with vulnerabilities.
"Bang bang bang!"
The magical artifacts struck the mist walls, producing loud explosions as if hitting solid objects.
Although the defensive power of the mist walls was average, once damaged, they quickly reformed to fill the gaps left behind, showing some effectiveness.
But at this moment, the formation was not facing just one supreme magical artifact, but a total of eighteen, which was not something easily resisted.
"Bang!" "Boom!"
Loud noises continued to ring out.
The individual mist walls had decent defense, and even a series of attacks from high-grade magical artifacts would require several hits to break through.
Yet under the onslaught of supreme magical artifacts, they would shatter with almost a single strike, making resistance exceedingly difficult.
Facing the attacks of nine cultivators of the same level simultaneously, the formation bore an unimaginable amount of pressure, part of which transformed into recoil power directed back toward its controller.
The Daoist of Many Eyes' face turned red from the recoil power, cold sweat dripping from his temples, and his internal energy surged.
"I was momentarily confused by my own thoughts, but I have now come to my senses."
"I implore you to cease immediately; I am willing to submit to your sect and will follow your orders henceforth, cutting ties with the White Cloud Temple!"
"I am willing to accept the previous conditions. If Friend Qingyang is still unsatisfied, I am willing to make the Oath of the Heart Demon on the spot!"
After just two rounds of attacks from the nine foundation establishment cultivators, the Daoist of Many Eyes felt he could hardly hold on.
With his life under severe threat, his attitude changed drastically, discarding his previous pride, and he began begging for mercy through spiritual consciousness sound transmission.
He not only agreed to all previous conditions but also expressed his willingness to make the Oath of the Heart Demon, adopting an extremely humble posture.
The Daoist of Many Eyes was capable of establishing the Manshan Market, naturally possessing ambition, strength, and shrewdness.
But facing ten times the number of rivals of the same level alone, he was left helpless, especially since their leader had not even made a move yet.
The immense gap in power before him made it hard for him to entertain thoughts of resistance.
While he transmitted his thoughts, the expression of the Daoist of Many Eyes became twisted, completely abandoning the demeanor of a true cultivator, filled with hatred for the culprit, Liu Yu.
In his view, he was entirely innocent; everything was because of this person that he was drawn into this catastrophe.
Filled with boundless hatred, the Daoist of Many Eyes secretly swore that if he could escape this danger, he would repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!