Chapter Eighty-Three: The Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation

  "The nine bends of the Yellow River formation, one wave overlaps eighteen times. Please, enter the formation!"

  "Enter the formation!"

  The Huang Tian clan was boiling with enthusiasm, under the leadership of that pseudo-sage, they shouted in unison, their voices shaking the sky.

  Yu Tian Gang let out a cold hum, his battle intent rising, "Master, just watch. Wait for me to break this Nine Bends Yellow River Formation for Master, and make them surrender the Heavenly Hand with both hands."

  "Come on, big brother!"

  Tunbao grabbed Hao Renjie's hair, habitually climbing onto his shoulder, but forgot that he had transformed into a 13 or 14-year-old girl and almost knocked Hao Renjie over.

  Hao Renjie bared his teeth and glared at Swallowtail, yanking him off his body.

  "What are you looking at? Don't you know it's impolite to stare?! " Bai Baoli glared at Hao Renjie with a straight face, pushed him away and loudly cheered for Yuan Tiange.

  Lin Huang stood by, and Hao Renjie didn't dare to make a move, holding his sword to his chest, coldly staring at the Huang Tian clan members beside him.

  Lin Huang's face was expressionless, his hands clasped behind him, his silver-white eyes icy cold, piercing through the void, seeing through the various changes of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation. He nodded slightly and said to Yuan Tian Gang Dao: "No need to hold back. Go all out and let me see your true strength."

  Yu Tianba smiled with a twist of his mouth and stepped into the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation.

  The Yellow River winds its way for nine miles, with eighteen layers of waves.

  As soon as Yuán Tiān Gāng entered the Jiǔ Qū Huáng Hé Zhèn, he felt the sky and earth turn upside down. The waves surged forward, and in front of him appeared a river that seemed to have been left behind by the heavens, with rolling floodwaters blocking out the sun. The holy son of the Huáng Tiān clan stood at the head of the waves, holding a large sword, his spirit and demeanor majestic. With a horizontal sweep of his sword, he pointed and shouted, "Huáng Tiān clan, Huáng Yī!"

  Then the waves surged and foamed, another young man with silver guns in both hands appeared, pointing his long gun, proudly and majestically, "Huang Tian's clan, Huang Er!"

  The mighty river flows on, one wave subsides and another rises, a radiant light shines inward, and the elegant and refined young people appear.

  "Huang Tian's family, Huang San!"

  "Huang Tian's family, Huang Si!"

  。。。。。。。

  "Huangtian Clan, Huang Eighteen!"

  "Please, enlighten me!"

  The Huangtian clan, although occupying a realm, is actually ruled by a family system. Each generation selects eighteen Holy Sons, from Huang One to Huang Eighteen, who are the eighteen Holy Sons of this generation of the Huangtian clan.

  Looking at these eighteen Holy Sons with a cold eye, Yuan Tian Gang burst out laughing and took a step forward. "You think you can exchange blows with my master? You're just a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals, it's simply absurd!"

  Huang Yileng sneered and smiled instead of getting angry, "I hope your bones will be as hard as your mouth later!"

  "Get moving! The Yellow Sky is above!"

  Huang let out a loud roar, his voice shaking the heavens, his sword energy soaring into the sky, its divine light dazzling the eyes, as if the Yellow Heaven itself was above, covering up the vast expanse of the universe. With one sword strike, he shocked heaven and earth.

  Yu Tian Gang was fearless and dauntless, clenching his fists and punching out with a simple yet powerful blow that shattered the void and crushed the stars.

  Fists and swords clashed, Yuan Tianxia didn't retreat but instead advanced, letting out a cold laugh. Boom boom boom, seventeen consecutive punches, clearly just one person, yet he managed to create the momentum of thousands of soldiers and horses, pulling everyone into the battlefield, wildly overbearing, fighting eighteen people alone.

  "Preposterous!"

  The eighteen Holy Children shouted in unison, their faces pale, and with a painful determination, they decided to kill Yuan Tian.

  Yu Tianxia was fearless and dauntless, fighting to the point of madness. His hands opened and closed with great force, his fists shaking the heavens. Each punch and kick had the power to shatter the void, leaving people speechless.

  "Die!"

  "Heavenly punishment and earthly destruction!"

  Huang Liu Leng let out a cold cry, grasping the opening of Yuan Tian Gong's broken defense. Taking advantage of Yuan Tian Gong being blocked by others, his figure flashed and disappeared into the great river, then suddenly reappeared, hand gripping the water spear, ferocious and sinister, breaking through Yuan Tian Gong's defense, fiercely stabbing towards Yuan Tian Gong's chest.

  "Welcome!"

  Yuán Tiān Gǎng burst out laughing, not dodging or evading, and threw out seven punches and three kicks, blocking the attacks of others. He stretched out his hand to grab, with a clanging sound, and caught Huáng Liù's water fork.

  Huang Liu sneered, "You've been deceived!"

  As soon as the words fell, the fork in his hand suddenly burst open, and a silver lotus flower shot out from the original Tianxia's chest.

  "Despicable!"

  Yu Tianxia let out a furious roar, unexpectedly the treasured sword of Huang Liu had a hidden mechanism, he was tricked, his heart bursting with rage, one loud bellow, the sound waves shook the heavens, one roar and the mountains and rivers shattered.

  In Huang Liu's astonished gaze, a loud roar shook the silver lotus flower he had just conjured into powder.

  After a loud roar, Yuan Tianxia didn't dodge or evade, and completely ignored the attacks of others. With a backhand throw, the trident in his hand shot out instantly, like lightning, heavily striking Huang Liu's body, with an overwhelming force that crushed him into powder.

  "Haha!"

  Yu Tianxia burst out laughing and his battle intent grew even stronger, "Killing you is like killing a chicken!"

  As soon as the words fell, Yuan Tian Gang took a deep breath, and his whole body expanded to a thousand feet. Without saying another word, he raised his foot and trampled down, releasing his tyrannical aura like Yuan Tian Gang. Even Lin Huang was not spared, let alone these people.

  With one foot, it covers the eight wildernesses and encompasses the four fields, having the power of a mountain-stomping.

  The remaining Huang Tian clan's holy son was shocked and horrified, daring not to believe that Yuan Tian Gang was so powerful, wailing continuously, and was actually trampled to death by Yuan Tian Gang like an ant.

  Tunbao and Hao Renjie watched with bated breath, unable to help but shout out loud.

  Lin Huang's eyes seemed to be lost in thought, his gaze piercing through the void as he looked at the Saint who was maintaining the formation. Indeed, the Saint's expression remained calm and composed, the deaths of the eighteen Saints seemingly unable to ruffle him in the slightest. A faint, mocking smile even played on the corners of his mouth.

  "It's simply unbearable! Old man. Don't send these worthless people again, my senior brother isn't someone to be trifled with!"

  Tongbao let out a loud whoop and made a ghostly face.

  Naya Sheng hummed coldly, "You don't know how high the sky is or how thick the earth is."

  As soon as the words fell, the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Array suddenly changed, and the eighteen Holy Sons who were killed by Yuan Tianxia were reborn in the river, each with a full spirit, strong physique, dazzling divine light, and surprisingly, they became twice as powerful as before.

  "Haha, this is the true essence of my clan's Nine Bends Yellow River Formation! As long as the river flows, people won't die. And if people don't die, the river will keep flowing!" The Demon Saint laughed wildly, "And every time I revive, my strength doubles, I'd like to see how you can break my Nine Bends Yellow River Formation."

  "Huang Sheng, you'd better be ready to hand over your alternative method of achieving sainthood!"

  "Lin Huang, Lin Huang. That old man couldn't be telling the truth, could he?" Tong Bao's face changed drastically as he hastily asked.

  Lin Huang nodded slightly, his expression calm and serene, "Not bad. This is indeed the subtlety of the Nine Bends Yellow River Formation."

  "What's going on?!" Hao Renjie's face also changed, and he was worried.

  "It doesn't matter, the strongest place is also the weakest place. Just watch." Lin Huang waved his hand and looked at Yuan Tian Gang.

  "As long as the great river flows, people will not die. As long as people do not die, the great river will continue to flow."

  Yu Tianxia muttered a low voice, and in his eyes, there was no surprise, but instead, a strong fighting spirit, "Good, good, good! This is what makes it interesting!"

  "Preposterous!"

  "You're courting death!"

  The eighteen Holy Children sneered and simultaneously struck out with their hands, unleashing a mighty force that was at least twice as powerful as before. With their combined strength, they were truly unstoppable!