Reaper of the Martial World

Book 6: Chapter 272: Not Even Top Ten Million (2)

The formation core in Elder Bowa’s hand swirled madly, pushing forward with ever growing momentum.

‘Dyon be careful!’ A sudden realization came over the 25^th White Mother. She recognized the formation! With Dyon’s soul being sealed, it would be nearly impossible to deal with!

Dyon’s eyes dimmed down. It seemed that just past 20 minutes was his new limit. But, it couldn’t have come at a worse time.

An overwhelming pressure fell from the skies, shattering the air and nearly cracking the asteroid apart.

Dyon’s knees sank, almost causing him to fall where he stood. The weight on his chest seemed to increase tenfold, then twenty. It was as though he had training iron weighing down on him from above.

However, he subconsciously understood that this wasn’t a weight on his body, but instead, his soul!

This formation was once the key defensive array of Soul Rending Peak. For it to be the central protection of a former Emperor God Sect ranked 20^th among them all, it couldn’t be more obvious how ground breaking it was.

Under its presence, the shabby signal blocking array that Dyon’s master had been forced to put together quickly couldn’t stand for even a moment. Even if she tried to rebuild it, it was completely useless… the array would just shatter again, this time, before it was even complete!

“Good. Good. Good.” Elder Bowa trembled with rage, clenching the formation core. Although Elder Bowa was surprised that a first stage essence gatherer hadn’t imploded under the vacuum of space, he pushed it out of his mind due to anger.

‘Master…’ Dyon started to speak, but then he realized it was futile. Even if his soul was sealed, his intelligence was still off the charts. For an array strong enough to protect them against the vacuum of space to shatter just from the presence of this formation core, how could Dyon ask his master to try and concoct another pill for him?

The 25^th White Mother bit her cherry lips. She knew what Dyon wanted to ask and it hurt her more than it did him that she couldn’t accomplish it. historical

‘One of the most basic functions of this killing array is that destruction of arrays ranking lower than it. It was originally created this way to make it more difficult to create counter measures for it. It also made it much more difficult to crack the array. Within this killing array’s influence, it’s impossible to form arrays.’

Dyon’s expression grew more serious. The decoding of arrays was a mere basic function of this array? What kind of heaven defying level did it reach?

For an array to be pre-programmed to be capable of shattering all arrays below its level… Dyon could hardly imagine the intricacies hidden with. It was definitely far above his array alchemy comprehension level as of right now.

The only good news was that Elder Bowa didn’t have good control over the formation core, because the moment the voices started coming in and before he could expose the lies of the twins, his communication array shattered to pieces, throwing him into yet another rage.

Dyon breathed a sighed of relief when he saw this. As long as the teleportations continued, he had nothing to worry about except surviving.

‘This array is of the 6^th moon level, however its flexibility, portability and versatility is the reason it’s so dangerous. Although I said that this was the legendary protective array of Soul Rending Peak, what made it dangerous was that each elder would have a formation core of their own. The fact that there’s only one of this elder means that the array itself will be much weaker.

‘I won’t explain anymore to you. Consider this to be another test.’ Dyon’s master finished solemnly.

Dyon could hear how reluctant she was to give him this test, so he knew that he had to take the next few moments with the upmost seriousness.

The pressure around him seemed to multiply along with Elder Bowa’s anger, but Dyon didn’t miss the quickly paling face of the old man.

‘Good.’ Dyon thought. ‘He won’t hold on for long. As for the saints, they’re using most of their strength to ward off the effects of space, they wouldn’t be able to interfere much even if they wanted to.’

Still, Dyon didn’t move forward recklessly. He felt that no matter how incompetent this Elder Bowa was, he wouldn’t lose so easily after going this far.

However, against Dyon’s expectations, Elder Bowa didn’t move at all. Instead, he held out his hand, carefully holding the formation core out from him while staring at Dyon with a gaze that could kill.

“Die!”

Dyon was suddenly overwhelmed with a sense of danger. The hairs on his arm stood up as his eyes widened.

He instinctively wrapped himself in his wings, huddling behind them for shelter.

BOOM!

Massive palm strikes descended from the sky, accompanied by Elder Bowa’s roars. Dyon was sent flying backward without suspense, even the black, metallic feathers on his wings shattered in several places, sending a wave of pain through him that reached to the depths of his soul.

It was only at that point that Dyon understood what the array did… Those palms that descended, they were from Elder Bowa’s very own palm technique!

The array was actually able to work like a sphere of divine sense, not only multiplying Elder Bowa’s senses and his power, but also giving him the ability to produce attacks of will at a large distance from his body.

In an instant, Elder Bowa had become a God.