33: How could you possibly break this formation?

"My Divine Soul..." She clutched her throbbing forehead, her eyes filled with terror and disbelief. "This... this Formation... it can think!"

To break it with brute force, failed! To break it with cleverness, also failed!

And it failed even more miserably than the former! Lei Ao only suffered Physical Body injuries, but Lin Long, it seemed even her Dao Heart had been severely damaged!

"Damn it! Are we just going to give up like this?!"

"The treasure is right in front of us, I will never be reconciled!"

After a brief silence, unwilling roars erupted from the crowd.

Failure and humiliation, instead, aroused the ferocity in the bones of these Prodigies.

"Since cleverness doesn't work, and brute force doesn't work, it's because our strength isn't concentrated enough!"

"I don't believe it! Nearly a hundred Nascent Soul Prodigies, gathering all our strength at one point, can't we blast open this mere lifeless object?!"

His words were like a spark, instantly igniting the last trace of madness in everyone's hearts.

"That's right! One force breaks all methods! I don't believe it can withstand the full power of all of us!"

"Don't hold back! Bring out your ultimate skills!"

"Let's do it! Whoever dares to shrink back is an enemy to all of us!"

For a time, emotions ran high.

Su Lin looked at this scene, the smile in his eyes deepening. He leisurely turned his head and softly commented to his two disciple beside him.

"A rabble, their spiritual power is mixed, and their intentions are not unified. The power forcibly gathered like this, though seemingly vast, is actually constantly conflicting internally, full of flaws. It might be effective against ordinary enemies, but using it to attack my 'Dispersing Heart' Formation is simply asking for humiliation."

"Dispersing Heart Formation?" Mu Qingxue's beautiful eyes lit up, thoughtfully.

Luo Ximei giggled, her body almost completely leaning against Su Lin, her breath like orchids: "Revered Master means, the more they exert themselves, the faster they will scatter... right? Revered Master is truly... too playful."

While the Revered Master and disciple were chatting, the power in the field had already gathered to its peak.

With Lei Ao and several Cultivators at Nascent Soul Great Perfection as the core, nearly a hundred Prodigies poured out their spiritual power without reservation!

Dozens of forces converged, forming a Chaos energy ball with a diameter of over ten zhang in the air!

"Go!"

This time, the vortex did not instantly swallow or bounce back.

It seemed to be oppressed by this immense power, and its rotation speed even paused.

Seeing this scene, everyone revealed expressions of wild joy!

"It's working!"

"Everyone, put in more effort! It's about to collapse!"

However, their excitement did not last long.

The spinning vortex, after a brief pause, suddenly exploded outwards from within.

"No... not good! Disperse quickly!"

However, it was all too late.

This power was originally released by their combined efforts, and their Qi had already locked onto each other. Now that it was returned along the original path, they had nowhere to hide!

The rebounded power, after being cleansed by the Formation, had its might increased several times.

Dozens of Cultivators flying at the very front were instantly engulfed by their own attacks before they could even deploy their protective spiritual light.

Although the Cultivators in the rear received a weaker impact, their Qi and blood surged, their Meridians felt like they were about to tear, and their Formation instantly disintegrated, falling in disarray, the scene extremely chaotic.

The entire chaotic rock beach, apart from the intermittent groans of pain, fell into a dead silence.

Everyone who could still barely open their eyes stared fixedly at the gray vortex, which was still slowly rotating and completely unharmed, with an expression as if they had seen a ghost.

Amidst this despairing atmosphere, a steady sound of footsteps arose.

Everyone struggled to turn their heads, only to see Su Lin, accompanied by his two exquisitely beautiful female disciple, walking calmly step by step towards the unshakeable vortex.

"What does he want to do?"

"Nearly a hundred of us failed, he, a Nascent Soul Initial Stage, could it be...?"

"Hmph, overestimating himself..."

This time, the mocking words could no longer be uttered.

An absurd thought, one they themselves dared not believe, involuntarily emerged in everyone's minds.

Under the gaze of everyone's fearful and reverent eyes, Su Lin arrived before the vortex.

He did not activate his spiritual power like the others, nor did he make any superfluous movements.

He just stood quietly, looking at this small trinket he had casually set up a hundred years ago, a faint hint of nostalgia in his eyes.

Then, under the breathless gaze of everyone, he slowly raised his hand and gently waved it at the turbulent vortex.

"A hundred years, still being mischievous?"

He spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears.

"Retreat."

The moment his words fell.

A scene that everyone present would never forget in their lives, one that even overturned their worldview, occurred.

That turbulent gray vortex, upon hearing Su Lin's words, instantly stilled.

Immediately after, the gray light slowly dissipated, like a curtain being drawn, silently receding to both sides, revealing a stable, safe, and softly glowing spatial passage.

The entire process was eerily quiet.

On the chaotic rock beach, there was a deathly silence, so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

Everyone was as if struck by a body-fixing spell, maintaining various astonished postures, frozen in place.

They stared blankly at the passage that appeared out of thin air, then looked at the calm man, their brains completely crashed, falling into a blank state.

A single sentence... just a single sentence... made this unshakeable ancient Restriction obediently... clear the way?

This... what kind of demonic art is this?!

However, Su Lin did not even glance at them.

With a composed expression, he took the hands of his two disciple, whose eyes also held adoration, and stepped into the passage that had opened for him, his figure quickly disappearing from everyone's sight.

"Hiss--!"

"I... did I... just see things?"

"He... who exactly is he?!"

"What are you talking nonsense for! Hurry and go in before the Formation closes!!"

This roar, filled with greed and urgency, was like a clap of thunder, instantly waking up all the Cultivators still immersed in shock!

That's right! Who cares who he is! Since he can go in, it means this path is safe! The ancient immortal Opportunity inside must not be monopolized by him alone!

In an instant, the instinct for survival and the greed for treasures overwhelmed all awe and fear.

"Quick! Follow!"

"The immortal Opportunity is mine!"

The closest Cultivators reacted first. They didn't even care about their injuries, forcibly suppressed their surging Qi and blood, and scrambled towards the spatial passage that was about to close.

With someone taking the lead, others also followed suit.

The entire chaotic rock beach instantly erupted. Nearly a hundred Prodigies, who were originally half-dead, now seemed to be injected with stimulants, bursting out their last potential, swarming towards the entrance, fearing that if they were a step late, this heaven-sent Opportunity would slip through their fingers.