MTL - I Became the Ancestor of the Villain

  Chapter 628 Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine nine-level spiritual array

   "Holy One, I think it is necessary to notify the major holy places and closely investigate the existence of ghosts." Mo Fan said.

   "Also, please send people from all the holy places to search for the whereabouts of the three emperors who have sneaked into Tianhan. If the time is right, we can encircle and wipe them out. That would be the best."

  Hanhai Saint nodded repeatedly when he heard the words: "It makes sense, I will immediately arrange people to do it."

   "I'll take you to where the Devil Emperor is first. Recently, the Devil Emperor has become more and more violent and powerful. I feel that the enchantment of the Heaven Suppressing Sword is almost unable to seal him."

   "Maybe, he is about to break through that realm."

  Mo Fan was shocked when he heard the words, and quickly quickened his pace.

  The two came to the main island and landed. In the center of the huge island, there was a hot spring gushing out from the ground, which contained amazing aura, surrounded by patches of white mist, like a fairyland.

   But there are many strong guards here, just as far as Mo Fan saw, there were as many as five saints.

   Not only that, there are no fewer than ten saints hiding in the dark, all of whom are above the third rank.

  This lineup is equivalent to two teams defending the cracks.

   It is conceivable how important the things they guard are.

   "This is the eternal spring of our Penglai fairy island. Ordinary people can bathe here once, and they can stay young forever and prolong their life for a hundred years." The saint of Hanhai introduced.

  Mo Fan blinked: "Although this fountain of immortality is precious, I'm afraid it doesn't need so many saints to guard it."

   "Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, please follow me." The saint of Hanhai smiled slightly.

  Then he turned around and said to Han Su: "The matter is of great importance, please avoid it, Your Majesty, I have confessed my crime on Penglai Xiandao. Come, find a cemetery for Your Majesty to rest in."

  Han Su looked at Mo Fan, and Mo Fan nodded at her.

  Hanhai Saint's defense is a bit redundant, but it is necessary.

   It’s not that Mo Fan doesn’t believe in Han Su, but her strength is still far behind the top experts. Mo Fan is worried that if something unexpected happens, he won’t be sure to protect the Queen’s life in the hands of the Devil Emperor.

  Han Su did not refuse, she knew when not to make trouble, so she left under the guidance of a sage from Penglai Xiandao.

   "Let's go." The sage of the vast sea glanced at Mo Fan and jumped into the hot spring.

  Mo Fan followed without hesitation.

  At the same time, seven or eight high-level martial saints jumped down together.

   The hot spring is very warm and full of aura. Mo Fan swims in the water very comfortably.

  If you change to a martial artist below King Wu, you may be able to break through after practicing in this hot spring for a few days.

  The backgrounds of the major holy places are indeed profound.

   And the hot spring was bottomless, Mo Fan only felt that he had been swimming down with the Saint of the Vast Sea for an unknown amount of time before he got down to earth.

   "Sage of the vast sea, is this... the bottom of the sea?" Mo Fan used his true energy to force the water flow, and asked against the strong water pressure.

  Hanhai Saint did not speak, nodded, and walked forward.

  The bottom of the sea is pitch black, without a ray of light, let alone living things.

  But Mo Fan always felt that there was a gaze watching him, which made him a little uncomfortable.

  After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Mo Fan only felt that the water flow was getting hotter and hotter, and the aura contained in it became more intense.

  Through the power of his soul, he sensed that there was a submarine volcano in front of him, from which heat and spiritual energy emanated.

  As it got closer, the whole picture of the volcano gradually emerged.

   is endless, like a mountain range under the sea.

  The main peak is as high as 10,000 zhang, like a jade pillar supporting the sky.

   At the top of the main peak, there is a subtle light.

  Besides this, the entire mountain range is covered with dense rune imprints, flickering on and off.

  As a ninth-rank formation mage, Mo Fan certainly knows that this is a seal composed of countless ninth-rank spiritual formations.

  Even though the distance is still far away, Mo Fan still feels two powerful energies fighting in it.

   "Follow me." The Saint of the Vast Sea glanced at Mo Fan, put his hands together, and took out a scabbard.

  As soon as the scabbard appeared, it emitted red, yellow, blue, green, green, and gold lights.

  At the same time, the mountain range suddenly became brighter, and all the imprints shone brightly.

   "My sages, please help me repair the Zhentian formation!" The saint of Hanhai raised his scabbard above his head and said respectfully.

  As his voice fell, a light curtain bloomed from the scabbard, covering a group of nine martial saints.

  Holding the scabbard, the saint of the vast sea continued to move forward, followed by Mo Fan and others.

  Under the protection of the light film, they passed through the restriction composed of countless ninth-rank formations without hindrance, and ripples appeared in the space, which is amazing.

   Mo Fan already has a guess in mind.

   It is rumored that in the ancient times, Tianhan Continent used the lives of several top saints of various attributes to forge the divine weapon Heaven-Suppressing Sword to suppress the Devil Emperor.

  From the point of view of an array mage, the Heaven-Suppressing Knife should be the eye of all the ninth-rank spiritual arrays here.

  And the scabbard in the hands of the Hanhai Saint must be the scabbard of the Zhentian Knife.

   Therefore, it can help everyone enter the formation group unimpeded.

   Otherwise, it would be absolutely impossible for even the top powerhouses in the world to break through the defense formed by the overlapping of countless ninth-rank spiritual formations.

  A group of people went to the top of the mountain.

   "There are nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine rank-nine spiritual formations here." The Saint of the Sea said to Mo Fan while walking.

   "Since ancient times, every ninth-rank formation mage will come here at the end of his life, exhaust his last life, and burn as many formations as possible for this mountain range."

   "Countless years have passed, from the original 9,999 large formations, it has been maintained to this day."

  Listening to the introduction of the Saint of the Sea, Mo Fan's heart trembled.

   Another tragic story.

  Although it is not easy for ninth-grade formation masters to appear, countless numbers have been born over the years.

  Without exception, they chose to put their last energy into the suppressing formation at the bottom of the sea at the end of their lives to seal the Devil Emperor.

   Contribute to the stability of Tianhan Continent.

   But after so many years, why hasn't the number of these formations increased?

  Mo Fan was a little confused.

  In fact, seeing what Mo Fan was thinking, the Saint of the Vast Sea sighed: "You have once been an enemy of the Dao of Heaven, so you should be clear that the Dao of Heaven is lacking and cannot be perfected."

   "Nine is the extreme number. Although the Heaven Suppressing Knife is a divine weapon, it can only hold nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine pieces at most."

   "At the same time, the devil emperor in the formation is destroying the spiritual formation all the time, trying to escape."

   "As long as the number of spirit formations destroyed exceeds one thousand, this heaven-suppressing formation will lose its balance, and the devil emperor will escape."

   "So every once in a while, the Conferred God Realm will send ninth-rank array masters to reinforce and supplement the recordings to ensure that the number of arrays is no less than 9,900."

   "Just in the past few days, the Devil Emperor suddenly broke out, breaking hundreds of spiritual formations within two days. There may be signs of escape, so we have to ask for help."

   Mo Fan's pupils shrank suddenly when he heard this.

  Break hundreds of ninth-grade spiritual formations in two days?

   You must know that the Ninth Grade Spirit Formation is all existences capable of killing Martial Saints.

  The Ninth-Rank Spiritual Formation here is the pinnacle work of every Ninth-Rank Array mage.

  A demigod-level powerhouse is so terrifying?

  (end of this chapter)