Chapter 934: Twelve-Level Karma Fire Red Lotus Formation!

The corridor was winding, and under the moonlight, four figures shuttled back and forth like ghosts. Soon they came to the edge of a relatively open courtyard. Through the carved fence, they could vaguely see that in the center of the courtyard, several men in black were surrounding a captured official and whispering something.

"Looking at their attire, they don't look like they are from the Daqian Palace. Could they be from one of the various schools of thought?"

Hou Qing narrowed his eyes and analyzed softly.

"No matter who he is, he is not from Luowang anyway. Let's beat him first, maybe we can get something out of him."

Sister (Ying Gou) is eager to try.

Hanba shook his head, appearing more calm: "Don't worry, observe first and see what they are doing."

Just as the four of them were sneaking around to check the situation, the sound of footsteps broke the silence.

Hou Qing immediately became alert, signaled for everyone to be quiet, and quietly stuck his head out. Then he saw several shadow guards in black approaching quickly, obviously heading towards them.

"It seems that our whereabouts have been exposed."

Hou Qing said in a low voice, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Hey, I knew it wouldn't be that easy. Get ready to fight!"

Ying Gou (in elder sister mode) patted her forehead and said helplessly.

"That's just what I want. Let me teach them a lesson!"

Hanba had been eager to try, and when he clenched his hands, a faint smell of gunpowder emanated from him.

And in the center of this chaos, there was an eerie silence in the Qiantian Palace. Si Yiqi sat on the dragon throne, but he could not hide a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Beside him, the last line of defense consisted of an old eunuch and several masters of the Daqian royal family. All of them had solemn expressions, as if facing a formidable enemy, and were guarding the new monarch of the dynasty.

The night was dark and the moonlight was bright, but it could not illuminate the heavy haze in the Qiantian Palace.

Just as everyone focused their attention on the fierce battle in the square, a cold and strange aura quietly spread, like a poisonous snake in the dark night, approaching silently.

"Humph, you do know how to choose the right time."

The old eunuch hummed softly, narrowing his eyes and looking around, trying to capture the source of that breath.

However, before he could take any action, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly hit him, making the hairs on his body stand up.

"not good!"

The old eunuch was startled and was about to sound the alarm, but he saw twelve figures leaping out from the darkness like ghosts. Each of them was wearing a blood-red robe and a dark iron crown. Their faces were hidden under the hood, revealing only a pair of eyes that flashed with strange light.

The people who came were none other than the Twelve Blood Lotus Messengers of the Blood Sea Demon Cult!
"Emperor Daqian, die!"

The Blood Lotus Envoy, who was at the Heavenly Man Realm and was leading the group, had a ghostly figure and held a blood-red sword in his hand. With a light tap of the sword tip, ripples appeared in the air, as if even the space was shaken by his sword.

Before he finished speaking, the Twelve Blood Lotus Messengers moved and instantly formed a Twelve-Level Karma Fire Red Lotus Array.

Their auras connected instantly, like twelve blood-colored threads, interweaving and merging, and finally converging into an irresistible force. The twelve Blood Lotus Envoys stood in specific positions, each becoming a node in the formation, supporting and strengthening each other, forming a perfect cycle.

They moved slowly in a mysterious trajectory around the central position where Si Yiqi was, their steps following some ancient spell, and each step was perfectly placed on a certain node between heaven and earth.

As they moved, blood-red light gushed out from their bodies, like twelve blood-red rivers, interweaving and converging in the air, eventually forming a huge blood-red lotus pattern that tightly enveloped the entire Qiantian Palace.

The blood-red lotus pattern was not static, but slowly rotating. Every rotation drove the surrounding air into hot whirlwinds.

The petals of the lotus are made up of pure internal energy. Each petal flashes with an enchanting light, swallowing up all the light around it. And in the center of the lotus is a ball of burning karmic fire.

As the formation started to operate, the entire Qiantian Palace was illuminated by blood-red light, as if it was in a sea of ​​blood.

The hellish fire burned fiercely, emitting suffocating heat. The temperature was so high that even the air seemed to be ignited, making crackling sounds.

Above the blood lotus, karmic fire surged, forming tongues of fire that spread in all directions. Wherever it went, whether it was tables, chairs, or decorations, they were instantly reduced to ashes.

The space within the formation slowly began to distort. The originally calm air seemed to be torn into pieces, trembling with the burning of the karmic fire.

Wherever the tip of the blood-red sword of the Blood Lotus Messenger of Heaven and Earth lightly touched, ripples in the air appeared like the ripples on the water surface when a stone is thrown into it, spreading out in circles, but carrying destructive power.

Seen from the outside, the entire Qiantian Palace was wrapped in a huge blood-red lotus, and the flames that made up the red lotus were not ordinary flames, but carried endless karma and curses.

Twelve figures can be vaguely seen shuttling back and forth quickly in the blood-red lotus, and every swing causes the karmic fire to surge and rage.

Si Yiqi and the clan masters in front of him who were inside the formation felt powerful forces surging from all directions, suppressing them.

The blood-red light seemed to have the power to devour everything. No matter how they struggled, they could not escape the constraints of this formation.

Wherever the violent blood-red light passed, whether it was internal force or other things, they melted quickly like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

The burning of karma fire not only destroys the body, but also burns the soul. Within this formation, all living beings seem to be in an endless purgatory, enduring endless pain and torture.

"The Red Lotus Karma Fire of the Blood Sea Demon Cult!"

A master from the Daqian clan cried out in surprise and tried to use his true qi to resist the heat, but he found that his true qi quickly melted in front of this karmic fire, just like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

The old eunuch's face turned pale. As an antique who had lived in the Daqian Palace for who knows how long, he naturally knew the power of the Twelve-Rank Karma Fire Red Lotus Formation. This was the treasure of the Blood Sea Demon Cult. Once formed, it would be almost impossible to break out unless one's strength far exceeded that of the person in the formation.

"Protect the Emperor and fight to the death!"

But now there are no extra celestial beings in the Daqian Palace to support them. The old eunuch could only grit his teeth and shout at the Daqian royal family masters beside him.

However, how could the Twelve Blood Lotus Messengers give them a chance? Once the Red Lotus Formation was completed, karmic fire surged, directly wrapping up the last of the protective force around Si Yiqi in the blood-red formation.

For a moment, screams and roars rang out one after another, and the blood-red light seemed to have the power to devour everything, turning all resistance into nothing.

The old eunuch's eyes were bloodshot, and he tried his best to break out of the formation, but he felt that powerful forces were suppressing him and he could not move at all.

And in this chaotic moment, four figures approached Qiantian Palace quietly like ghosts.

(End of this chapter)