“Please?”
Su Fu’s words were surprisingly polite.
The clan representatives exchanged glances. Could they refuse? Who the hell wanted to become an ordinary person?
Almost at the same time, everyone shot up and quickly retreated, their movements perfectly synchronized, exactly like Vivienne’s choice.
“Attack! Now!” they simultaneously ordered their personal guards, shouting harshly.
The guards: They exchanged looks, sweat pouring down. Scared? Of course! But orders were given, they had to go.
But they weren’t like those reckless armed personnel from before; they were all highly alert. After all, they had personally witnessed how the Hunyuan Jindou had slaughtered in the dungeon, not to mention combined with the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, it was an invincible existence. How could they not be alert?
A captain swallowed and whispered, “Once we get sucked in, we’ll really become ordinary people.” At that thought, everyone’s scalp tingled.
“The key is the formation! We must break it!” said the Norse Pantheon’s guard captain warily.
However, before they could react, Su Fu had already raised the Hunyuan Jindou high, golden light cascading down like a waterfall!
“Everyone, why hesitate?” “Come on in!”
Their faces changed dramatically. Someone pretended to be calm and shouted, “It’s just a mere Chinese formation! Our Norse Pantheon has even conquered the most complex Labyrinth of Flames! Follow my lead!!” “We excel at teleportation! Formation killers!” another team shouted in unison. “Let’s break the formation together!”
They shouted with great momentum, as if truly confident they could break the formation. Yet, the next second.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Those guards who shouted the loudest all fell haphazardly into the formation.
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation fully unfolded. Everyone felt their vision blur, instantly finding themselves in a chaotic realm—yellow sand filling the sky, muddy waves crashing.
They were dumbfounded. Yellow sand? Muddy waves? Could these coexist? Before they could react, they realized in horror that the divine power within them was rapidly draining, replaced by an unprecedented feeling of weakness.
“Damn it, my divine power… my divine power is fading!” “Where should we go? How do we break this formation?” “Didn’t you break the Flame Formation before? Lead the way?” “There’s no path here! Where to go?” “My power… I can’t feel it anymore!”
Those who had been shouting to break the formation immediately wailed, terrified to find themselves turning into ordinary people.
“Teleport! Get us out!” Break the formation? Screw that! They got weakened right off the bat; if they waited any longer, they’d become ordinary people. Time to bolt!
The team skilled in teleportation didn’t hesitate, immediately using their divine techniques to leave. “DRI! ARI! DRY!” Their figures flickered several times. When they opened their eyes, damn it, they were still in the formation!
“How is this possible?!” the teleportation captain said in disbelief. “Our teleportation has never failed in any formation!” “We can’t escape!” someone shouted. “Fight! Let’s break this formation from the inside!”
The Norse and Greek Pantheon guards exchanged glances, then burst into action. “Thunderstorm!” “Wrath of Divine Punishment!” Rumble! The entire formation flashed with lightning and thunder, violent bolts bombarding it. For an instant, the formation trembled violently, golden light flickering.
Hope flashed in their eyes. “There’s hope!” “It’s working! Keep going!” But the joy didn’t last long. As they struck, they soon noticed something wrong. “Hey, why am I only producing sparks? Where’s my huge thunderbolt?” “Oh no! It’s the divine power… still fading! Blasting it is useless!” “I can’t even hold my hammer!” someone cried in despair.
The once mighty thunder weakened in no time. The guards collapsed to the ground, staring at their hands in disbelief. Their divine power had been completely drained?!
Meanwhile, the heads of the Seven Great Clans stood outside the formation, watching clearly. As soon as the Hunyuan Jindou unfolded and the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation rose, not a single guard held out; they all fell to the ground.
“What… what’s going on?” Fujiwara Clan Head’s face was ashen, his voice trembling. “I can understand weakening Chinese Immortals in dungeons, since that’s the Chinese cultivation system, focusing on ‘Three Flowers atop the Head, Five Qis in the Chest’… if they’re weakened, so be it. But why can it even weaken our pantheon’s Divine Summoners?!” That’s not scientific. Nor is it mystical! Our power systems are different, really different. But how can you kill them all regardless?
Su Fu heard this and kindly explained: “The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation can even strip away self-cultivated divine power. Your blessed divine power…” She smiled. “Not even considered innate, not even as much as acquired turbid qi, so naturally it disperses upon stripping.”
The Hunyuan Jindou possesses the power of gestation and transformation, like a womb, directly returning everything to the forge. This authority even touches the origin of creation. Any authority related to creation is of extremely high rank. If it can weaken a golden immortal who has cultivated for a thousand years, these divine favor recipients? It’s like using a butcher’s knife to kill a chicken.
Now, no one dared to think of opposing the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. Run! They had to run! The guards in the formation, pale-faced, pulled out their last-resort survival methods.
“Teleport talisman? Activate!” “Space scroll? Tear it open!” “Divine Movement! Hurry!” “Space jump device!” “Resurrection holy crystal! Crush it!” The escape methods were varied, making Su Fu raise an eyebrow. “Oh, quite a variety?” She smiled. “Want to run now?” “Friends, please stay.” “Rebuilding yourselves in this Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and restarting your lives—isn’t that wonderful?”
The guards: “…No! Help!” Too late. Shen Gongbao’s ‘Friends, please stay’ is a famous Chinese fatal skill. Once the curse was cast, the effect was immediate.
In the formation, everyone was plagued by bad luck, everything going wrong. The teleport talisman flashed… teleported to the wrong place, directly into the formation core, their age reset to zero. The space scroll opened a dead end, crashing into the formation wall, bleeding. Divine Movement slipped as soon as they started, tumbling into a sand pit. The space jump device malfunctioned, exploded on the spot, leaving the user covered in soot. The resurrection holy crystal crunched… nothing happened. On closer inspection, who the hell sold a counterfeit?! The divine descent summoning was halfway, the deity took one look at the formation and cut the connection, never fled so fast. Each one cursed with bad luck, unable to move an inch. Even unlucky people would cry.
In just ten minutes, the elite guard teams of the Seven Great Clans were wiped out! All were weakened to ordinary people, lying scattered on the ground, unconscious or dead. The entire room was dead silent.
The clan heads felt their scalps tingle, cold sweat on their backs. Seriously, how could they fight this? Why was the Hunyuan Jindou even more terrifying in reality than in the dungeon?! They knew that artifacts and divine tools brought out from dungeons were usually weakened. Why? Because the environment changed. Dungeons are special spaces constructed by anomalies, where rules are most suitable for artifacts. But in the real world, laws are different, so power naturally gets discounted. For example, a divine sword that could split stars in a dungeon might only cut through a mountain in reality. Flames that could burn the sea in a dungeon might only burn a few buildings. Like fish leaving water, eagles leaving the sky, even the most powerful beings lose some power due to environmental mismatch. That’s why many people feel that treasures brought from dungeons lack a bit of their original effect. In fact, most artifacts have their power reduced by seventy to eighty percent, and some even get halved. But Su Fu’s Hunyuan Jindou wasn’t discounted; it was doubled! Doesn’t that mean that because of the complete rules of the real world, it actually shows its true power? Chinese divine artifacts, terrifying to this extent!
“How are we supposed to fight?!” Someone lost their mind, wanting to rush out and get as far from Su Fu as possible. This woman was truly terrifying! She didn’t kill people, just pure torture. Turning lofty Divine Summoners into ordinary people was worse than death! Like a billionaire waking up in debt, going from controlling the elements to being trampled underfoot. Yesterday they could overturn seas and rivers, today they couldn’t even move a stone. Who could accept such a fall?
Vivienne stood still, her fingers lightly tapping on her arm, watching Su Fu’s ability demonstration with interest. To her, it was indeed just a display. But each tap of her fingers seemed to strike the hearts of the others. She hadn’t said anything; who would dare run? She was clearly very curious about Su Fu’s abilities. How to test abilities? Use people to fill the gap.
Everyone realized in horror that they were doomed. They had walked into a dead end?! Was the one they summoned a big shot? Or a death warrant? Many became hopeless instantly.
Finally, one with weak mental fortitude broke down and turned to run out. “I, I quit! I’m leaving!” However, Vivienne didn’t even lift her head, didn’t glance at him. The next second, the man’s body suddenly froze, then bang! It exploded into a cloud of blood mist. The whole process was just a blink, no one even saw how Vivienne struck. The man had completely vanished from the world.
“Running away?” Vivienne’s tone was gentle but chilling. “I haven’t gotten the item yet, did I allow you to leave?” Everyone: “…” Help! Vivienne was clearly making them fight for their lives, to test Su Fu’s abilities. What to do? Run? Get killed by Vivienne. Don’t run? Get weakened by Su Fu. Good heavens, what kind of hellish choice is this? Wolves in front, tigers behind, a cliff on the left, a sea of fire on the right. Screw choosing!
The surviving clan representatives’ faces drained of all color. The smell of blood was spreading in the air, the death scene right before their eyes. No one dared to move, not even breathe loudly, fearing they would be next to disappear. After all, becoming an ordinary person meant they could still cultivate again, but exploding into blood mist left nothing.
Su Fu tilted her head, scanned the crowd, and smiled. “Oh? Not running now?” Clan crowd: “…” They felt dazed, even had an absurd illusion—who was on whose side? They had come to surround Su Fu, but now they seemed like prey trapped between two beasts?
Just then, Vivienne’s voice rang coldly from behind. “Still can’t see her weakness? A bunch of idiots.” Clan crowd: “…” Indiscriminate insults, huh? Ruthless to enemies, even more brutal to allies.
“This formation is indeed good, but it requires divine power to sustain. After all, there aren’t many people left, and it would be a waste to let them die for nothing.” Vivienne actually gave a rare reminder.
At these words, the clan heads suddenly realized it was true! In their fear, their minds had to work frantically. “The guards just now were more elite than the armed forces, and more numerous, so the time to turn them into mortals multiplied. What does that mean?” “Su Fu’s divine power consumption is increasing!”
How to solve it? Simple. “What if we send even more?” “How could an S-rank have that much divine power?!” Zhou Lian and the others exchanged glances, showing cruel expressions. “You want to weaken? Then let her weaken enough!” “Overwhelm her!” “No matter how strong Su Fu is, her divine power isn’t infinite!” “Attack together! Drain her dry!”
Like a water pump, it can drain a swimming pool. Even stronger, it could drain a river, but it could never drain the entire Pacific Ocean. Pumping and pumping, the water pump itself would explode first.
The heads of the Seven Great Clans suddenly erupted, actively charging into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
“Thunderous Might!“
“Great Sun Burns the Sky!“
“Brahma’s Wrath!“
Various ultimate techniques bombarded wildly within the formation—thunderbolts, blazing flames, hurricanes, and tsunamis. Vast divine power howled as it slammed into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation. The formation was instantly filled with divine power of all attributes, even producing a terrifying roaring sound.
They were going to drain Su Fu’s divine power by the most violent means. They were betting on divine power reserves—how could they lose seven against one?
Not to mention that Su Fu had only just entered the S-rank, while they had been immersed in it for years.
“Just as I thought…” Vivienne squinted in satisfaction.
Each of these clan heads was a powerhouse. Now, with their all-out combined attack, the power was enough to destroy a city.
At this moment, Su Fu’s divine power was like being pumped dry. The light of the formation visibly dimmed.
Vivienne glanced at the other two and said lightly, “Hermann, Elena, make your move.”
Now, the real harvest was beginning.
This good thing is mine.
Being able to reduce a Divine Summoner to a mortal—this thing had too many wonderful uses in her hands.
She had already calculated several uses in her mind. Suddenly, she heard a soft sigh.
“Alas.”
A soft sigh, like a gentle breeze sweeping across the battlefield.
Master shook his head and stepped forward. “A group of clan heads, having been divine avatars for who knows how many years, are still so shameless, ganging up on a student? Little friend, I’ll help you.”
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve and said leisurely:
“In the North Sea, there is a fish. Its name is Kun. It transforms into a bird. Its name is Peng… Riding the righteousness of Heaven and Earth, harnessing the debate of the six qi, to roam the infinite… One who roams the infinite—where would they go?
[Carefree Wandering: No Dependence]!