Living In Another World With A Farm Chapter 8352: Exterminated _1
Previously on Living In Another World With A Farm...
Upon hearing Zhao Hai’s demand, Fang Chengyu’s expression darkened further. He snorted coldly and spoke in a low, menacing tone, "If you desire to witness the secret cultivation methods of our Fang clan, you will have to wait until your next incarnation." Having said that, he swept his hand forward, summoning a torrential storm of sword Qi that surged toward Zhao Hai like a hurricane.
"The next life is far too distant; I believe this life is much more suitable," Zhao Hai chuckled. As he spoke, his fingers moved deftly to form the Sun Seal. He shouted, "Forward!" In response to his command, a massive palm manifested in the air, charging directly into the heart of the sword Qi storm.
A sneer began to form on Fang Chengyu’s lips, but it froze instantly. The colossal palm slammed into the sword Qi tornado, causing the swirling energy to dissipate like a storm hitting a solid wall. Stunned by the sudden neutralization of his attack, Fang Chengyu was left in a state of shock, unable to comprehend what had occurred.
Zhao Hai turned a smiling gaze toward him and remarked, "An assault generated by a formation is merely a variation of a spell. Did you truly believe such a technique was invincible? I must thank you, however; your move provided me with a brilliant inspiration. Regrettably, I never show mercy to those who strike at my Bloody Massacre Sect. Thus, your life ends here!" With those words, Zhao Hai shifted his hands into the Fudo Seal and bellowed, "Lin!"
At Zhao Hai’s cry, a multitude of palms materialized behind him in dense layers, giving him the appearance of a thousand-armed deity. Each hand held a distinct object: some grasped Dharma artifacts like demon-subduing Vajras, long swords, sabers, or heavy hammers; others held treasure bottles or displayed mystical eyes. Countless magical formations rotated incessantly within the palms.
With a wave of his arm, Zhao Hai launched the collective palms forward. His strike targeted not only Fang Chengyu but every cultivator accompanying him. Caught off guard by the fact that Zhao Hai would dare to assault their entire group simultaneously, the cultivators fell into a brief state of panic.
Zhao Hai remained stationary, maintaining the Fudo Seal. As the palms reached the enemy ranks, the cultivators scrambled to defend themselves. Those in the Art Refinement realm managed to withstand the pressure, but the Essence realm cultivators were utterly overwhelmed. They were swallowed by the descending palms, vanishing entirely as the golden hands dissipated.
In a single stroke, Zhao Hai had wiped out nearly eighty percent of the enemy force. Fang Chengyu, having barely parried the blow himself, turned pale with rage. "You dare!" he roared. He threw out a carpet that hovered before him, its embedded magic formations glowing with a vibrant five-colored light. Five long swords emerged from the array, but instead of flying off, they stayed close to the carpet, spinning at high speeds with their tips pointed outward. Using the carpet as a shield and weapon, Fang Chengyu charged toward Zhao Hai.
Observing the charge, Zhao Hai gave a faint, amused smile. "Quite interesting. The Fang clan’s Carefree Blanket is indeed a remarkable tool. It is a pity I didn't let them combine them into that massive Carefree Blanket; that might have actually caused some trouble." Zhao Hai then gestured, summoning a giant palm that transformed into a massive blade. Pointing forward, he commanded, "Slash!"
The enormous saber swung down toward Fang Chengyu. With a grim expression, Fang Chengyu funneled his mana into the carpet. The artifact’s glow intensified as the five-colored sword light extended, clashing violently with the descending blade. A thunderous boom echoed as the weapons collided. Neither disappeared, but the impact forced the saber back slightly and sent Fang Chengyu reeling several steps. A faint saber mark was now visible on the surface of his Carefree Blanket.
Fang Chengyu’s heart sank. He hadn't expected Zhao Hai’s sorcery to be so potent. Although the Carefree Blanket appeared as soft fabric, its construction was incredibly complex, involving forty-nine layers of specialized threads and numerous integrated arrays. In the Blood Sea Realm, the Fang clan’s freedom carpets were renowned as unique and durable magic artifacts, famous for their versatility and defensive strength.
To see the carpet damaged by a single strike was terrifying. Fang Chengyu realized that while the blade was merely a manifestation of a handprint spell, its power was devastating. He finally understood why Zhao Hai was feared as the 'Blood Spirit Ghost Hand'; his mastery of incantation handprints was truly extraordinary.
The surviving Art Refinement and Profound Cultivation realm cultivators finally regained their composure and gathered around Fang Chengyu. Zhao Hai watched them congregate in silence, making no move to intervene.
Once they were huddled together, Zhao Hai withdrew his current attack and looked at Fang Chengyu. "What is the matter? Are you planning to deploy the large Carefree Blanket? I will give you the opportunity. I am curious to see exactly how powerful it can be."
Fang Chengyu’s face was ashen, but he seized the chance, shouting, "Set the formation!" On his command, the other cultivators took their pre-assigned positions on the carpet. By standing in these specific spots, they could synchronize their magic power to control the artifact as one.
Zhao Hai watched them with a smile. He suddenly formed an Inner Binding Seal and whispered, "Formation!" Immediately, countless yellow silk threads erupted from beneath the feet of the group. These threads snaked up their bodies silently and coiled around their throats. Before anyone could react, the threads snapped tight, decapitating everyone instantly, including Fang Chengyu.
Fang Chengyu had fundamentally misunderstood Zhao Hai. He believed Zhao Hai’s pride would allow them to activate their ultimate formation. However, Zhao Hai was not so reckless. He knew that a combined formation of that scale could potentially force him to retreat to Blood Spirit Island. He had no intention of letting the enemy turn the tables just for the sake of a fair fight.
The offer to let them prepare was merely a ruse to lower their guard. Zhao Hai was far too pragmatic to let a real threat materialize when he could end the battle instantly. Fang Chengyu and his men, expecting a display of arrogance, were instead met with a lethal trap.
The reason Zhao Hai hadn't used this technique earlier was that it required time to set up. He had waited for the perfect moment to execute the entire group in one fell swoop. The Fang clan cultivators never suspected that threads could penetrate their Carefree Blanket, as its defensive arrays should have alerted them to any foreign energy.
What they didn't realize was that these threads originated from the copper sword beneath Zhao Hai's feet. These copper threads were released without any detectable energy signature. Furthermore, because the copper sword was managed by a formation spirit, it was able to subtly interface with and suppress the Carefree Blanket's defensive arrays upon contact. The artifact was compromised before its owners even realized they were under a secondary attack.
With Fang Chengyu and his subordinates dead, Zhao Hai smiled and waved his hand, storing the corpses within his Medium. The copper sword extended chains to retrieve the fallen Carefree Blankets, pulling them into a hidden compartment within the sword’s body, which sealed shut seamlessly afterward.
Zhao Hai turned to Yan Bei, who had been watching from behind. "Brother Yan, let us return. We need to send word to the commander. We should check if their position is under fire and report our success here. If they haven't been engaged yet, they need to be ready for any surprises."