The final formation guarding the array was unlike anything Shen Yuan had encountered so far.
It wasn’t just a detection or illusion-based trap—it was a spatial lock. A massive, glowing barrier of overlapping geometric patterns hovered over the array, pulsing with raw spatial energy.
[Oh, this one’s interesting,]
Yue Lan said with a hint of admiration.
[A spatial barrier meant to trap and disorient intruders. They must’ve had some help from a high-level formation master for this.]
“Perfect,” Shen Yuan replied, his tone almost excited. “A challenge worthy of my skills.”
He placed his hand against the barrier, his Spatial Intent surging forward.
Before the barrier could react, Shen Yuan’s Spatial Intent began shifting the patterns of the formation.
His face formed a grin as he activated Spatial Distortion, bending the barrier’s energy to his will.
The patterns writhed under his Intent, their intricate design unraveling piece by piece.
Shen Yuan’s control was absolute, his mastery over space allowing him to manipulate even the most complex structures of this level.
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Within moments, a small opening appeared in the barrier, just large enough for him to pass through.
…
As Shen Yuan stepped onto the teleportation array, the hum of ancient energy filled the air. The runes and glyphs glowed faintly, their power dormant but ready to be activated.
[Now for the fun part,]
Yue Lan said.
[Time to make their teleportation array work for you.]
Shen Yuan nodded, his expression serious as he extended his Spatial Intent into the array.
[Better to learn it when you have the time.]
Shen Yuan’s gaze swept over the teleportation array, admiration flashing in his eyes.
The intricate network of runes and glyphs pulsed faintly, resonating with an ancient energy that seemed to hum with life. He knelt down, running his fingers lightly over the glowing inscriptions, letting his Spatial Intent flow into the array to map its structure.
“This is impressive,” Shen Yuan muttered. “Even the arrays in the Radiant Lotus Sacred Sect aren’t this refined. Whoever designed this was a true master of formation as well as a Spatial Master.”
[Yuan’er, don’t get too caught up in admiration,]
Yue Lan teased, her voice warm with amusement.
[You’re here to dismantle their advantage, not write poetry about their handiwork.]
Shen Yuan chuckled. “True, but appreciating the craftsmanship won’t hurt. Besides, I’ll be keeping this design for future use.”
He began analyzing the formation, imprinting the array’s structure into his mind.
The glowing lines and complex pathways unfolded like a map, every detail etched into his memory.
Shen Yuan’s brows furrowed in concentration as he carefully traced the energy flow, deciphering the array’s purpose and design.
…
After a few moments, Shen Yuan leaned back, a satisfied smirk on his face. “Got it. This array isn’t just for teleportation—it’s designed for mass transport. The Silver Fox Sect must use it to evacuate their forces or launch covert operations. No wonder they’ve survived so many assaults.”
[You’ve memorized it? Good,]
Yue Lan said approvingly.
[Now, time to make some changes. Let’s see how they enjoy being sent straight back into their own courtyard.]
Shen Yuan nodded, his Spatial Intent erupted from his fingers as he began altering the array’s coordinates.
The runes began to glow brighter, reacting to his abrupt intrusion, but Shen Yuan’s mastery over space was unmatched.
With extreme precision, he rewrote the destination paths, redirecting all future activations to the heart of the sect itself—a central courtyard he’d observed earlier during his infiltration.
The process required absolute focus from him. Each rune had to be carefully adjusted, the energy flow redirected without disrupting the array’s stability.
Sweat beaded on Shen Yuan’s brow as he worked, but his hands remained steady, his will focused on the task.
…
As the final rune shifted into place, the array pulsed once, its energy stabilizing with a faint hum. Shen Yuan exhaled, an excited grin spreading across his face. “Done. From now on, anyone using this array will find themselves right in the middle of their own sect.”
[Yuan’er, you truly have a flair for the dramatic,]
Yue Lan remarked, her tone laced with amusement.
[But you’d better move quickly. Once they realize what’s happened, they’ll be on high alert.]
“I know,” Shen Yuan replied, standing and brushing off his robes. “But it wouldn’t matter now.”
He glanced around the chamber one last time, ensuring there were no traces of his tampering. Satisfied, he activated Void Steps, his figure flickering as he disappeared from the teleportation chamber.
…
Reappearing in the shadows of the central courtyard, Shen Yuan observed the heart of the Silver Fox Sect. Disciples moved about, unaware of the chaos that would soon unfold.
He smirked, his gaze sharp as he calculated his next move.
[Yuan’er, are you planning to go back to make plans?]
Yue Lan asked, her voice curious.
[Or are you going to move on to your next objective?]
“Next plan?” Shen Yuan questioned with a smile. “Only half of what I came here to do has finished. There is much to do, much fun to have.”
He slowly began floating, rising high above the center of the sect.
[Wait, are you goi-]
“Yes, indeed.” His smirk deepened as he took out his Crimson Devourer.
“Time to start the play, my buddy.” Shen Yuan smiled and looked at the mountains inside the sect.
“Good place to start, I suppose.”
[Hehe, it will be a good show to watch. Best of luck, Yuan’er.]
Yue Lan’s excited voice sounded, almost as if she had popcorn in her hand and was waiting for a show.
Shen Yuan shook his head, “Just sit tight and watch the spectacle.”
With a sharp intake of breath, Shen Yuan raised Crimson Devourer high above his head.
The sword hummed with power, vibrating in resonance with the tremendous surge of Qi gathering into it.
The air around him crackled with energy, and the ground beneath his floating figure began to tremble.
‘Heaven and Earth Severance: Mountain Cleave!’ Shen Yuan muttered in his mind, his Sword Intent enveloping the sword.
The gathered Qi exploded outward, forming a colossal blade of pure destructive energy.
It stretched high into the heavens, a towering force of nature that seemed to pierce even the clouds above. The atmosphere itself rippled violently as the immense energy warped the space around it.
Far below, the disciples of the Silver Fox Sect froze in terror, their faces pale as they turned their gazes skyward. The oppressive aura of the technique bore down on them, suffocating and inescapable.
At the heart of the sect, the Ancestor of the Silver Fox Sect, a woman clad in regal dark robes, bolted out of her cultivation chamber. Her sharp eyes widened in horror as she took in the sight of the descending blade of energy.
“Impossible! What lunatic would dare—” her words were cut short as the sheer magnitude of the attack sent shockwaves through the area.
The energy blade descended, moving with a terrifying inevitability.
The once-mighty mountain peak where the sect’s Ancestor resided shuddered violently, cracks spreading across its surface as if it were about to split apart. The earth groaned under the weight of the impending destruction.
With a deafening roar, the blade connected.
The mountain did not merely collapse—it was obliterated. The overwhelming force of the technique eradicated it entirely, reducing the towering peak to nothing but dust and debris.