After Wang Qingshui sat down, the surging shouts of the human monks slowly receded, just like the ebbing waves gradually returning to tranquility.
The monks' eyes began to gradually move away from Wang Qingshui and turned to the last battle on the stage of life and death.
Li Changsheng's eyes followed the crowd and turned to the fierce battle on the stage of life and death.
Although Li Changsheng was not familiar with this human monk who appeared, he keenly captured the heated discussions among the monks around him.
From these fragmentary discussions, Li Changsheng gradually pieced together information about this monk - his name was Tian Wuxie, and he was a powerful monk in the early stages of becoming a god.
The opponent Tian Wuxie faced was also a monk who had entered the early stage of becoming a god. Judging from the fierce confrontation between the two monks on the stage of life and death, their strength can be said to be equally matched and indistinguishable.
Every attack and defense is full of strategies, and there is no obvious one-sided advantage. Because of this, their battle became the most protracted and compelling contest in this life-and-death battle.
Just as everyone was concentrating on the fierce battle on the stage of life and death, suddenly, they saw the monk from the upper realm clasping his hands together, muttering something, and then offering a mysterious treasure.
At first glance, this treasure is not much different from an ordinary bowl. It can even be said to be inconspicuous. Its surface did not shine with a dazzling luster, but instead looked a little dull, like a dead object.
Just when everyone was puzzled, the previously seemingly ordinary jade bowl suddenly moved. It began to tremble slightly and emit a faint but gradually increasing light.
This light was like a firefly at first, hard to detect, but as time went by, it became brighter and brighter.
At the same time, the inscription on the jade bowl was also summoned and gradually emerged from the depths of the bowl. These inscriptions are ancient and obscure, and each character contains endless mystery and power.
As the light intensified and the inscription appeared, the jade bowl itself also underwent earth-shaking changes. It began to gradually grow larger, and the texture of the jade bowl became more and more crystal clear, exuding a terrifying aura that made people palpitate.
"This... this is actually the legendary Ten Thousand Formation Bowl!" Someone exclaimed, his voice full of shock and disbelief.
"The Ten Thousand Formation Bowl? That's the best of the spiritual treasures! Fellow Daoist Tian may be in trouble this time." Another person sighed, with a trace of despair in his tone.
The surrounding discussions continued one after another, like one wave after another, quickly conveying the information about the Wan Zhen Bowl to every monk present. Li Changsheng also learned about the terrifying nature of the Wan Zhen Bowl in this discussion.
It is said that each inscription on this spiritual treasure can form a unique magic circle, and there is no need for cumbersome formation process. Just activate the Wan Zhen Bowl, and the magic circle can be formed immediately, ready to attack the enemy at any time.
Facing this sudden change, Tian Wuxie couldn't help but tremble in his heart. He didn't expect that this monk from the upper realm actually had such a deep backhand. He had heard about the reputation of the Ten Thousand Formation Bowls for a long time. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt the pressure coming towards him.
However, Tian Wuxie is not an easy person. He took a deep breath, stabilized his mind, and quickly performed the magic formula with both hands. Immediately afterwards, he offered a black gourd.
This gourd is completely black and its surface is covered with complex lines, exuding a mysterious and profound aura.
Tian Wuxie waved his right hand, and a powerful spiritual power instantly penetrated into the black gourd floating in the air. This spiritual power rolled and roared inside the gourd like a giant dragon, causing the entire gourd to emit a dazzling black light.
With the infusion of spiritual power, the black gourd seemed to be activated. It trembled violently and then shot towards the jade bowl above.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were closely following the movement of the black gourd. They knew that this would be the decisive blow to win or lose.
Facing Tian Wuxie's counterattack, the monk from the upper realm showed a contemptuous smile on his face, as if he already knew everything about it. He yelled "formation", his voice full of majesty and power.
As his drink fell, the giant bowl in the air immediately reacted. I saw light flickering inside the bowl, and a complex and mysterious array quickly took shape inside it. This magic circle exudes a powerful aura.
At the same time, an inscription on the giant bowl also dimmed, and its power had been completely absorbed by the magic circle. Although this change was subtle, it was clearly captured by all the monks present.
They knew that this meant that the monks from the upper realm had successfully activated the Ten Thousand Formations Bowl, and what awaited Tian Wuxie next would be an unprecedented test.
When the black gourd quickly approached the magic circle shot down from the giant bowl, a trace of determination flashed across Tian Wuxie's tense face. He took a deep breath, gathered all his spiritual power, and suddenly shouted: "Broken!"
This loud roar was like a thunderous explosion, shaking everyone's mind. As the shout fell, the black gourd in the air exploded instantly. A stream of rich black gas spurted out crazily like a wild beast that had broken free of its restraints, sweeping across the entire platform of life and death.
In an instant, the stage of life and death fell into darkness, shrouded by an invisible curtain of darkness. This sudden change caught all the monks watching the battle off guard. They exclaimed with panic and uneasiness on their faces.
Everyone's consciousness seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, unable to penetrate the thick layer of black gas. They were unable to peek into the situation inside the Life and Death Platform, and they had no way of knowing the current battle situation between Tian Wuxie and the monk from the upper realm.
Upon seeing this, Li Changsheng immediately used his spiritual consciousness to try to penetrate the dark barrier and explore the situation inside the life and death platform. As soon as he thought, his consciousness was like an invisible sharp sword, stabbing into the black gas.
Even though Li Changsheng had practiced the God Refining Technique, and the strength of his spiritual consciousness was comparable to that of a monk in the middle stage of the Ascension Realm, his spiritual consciousness still seemed a little powerless in front of this mysterious black gas.
He tried hard to extend his spiritual consciousness, but at most he could only see into the distance of one foot inside the magic circle.
The scene within the one-foot range had become blurry and distorted. Li Changsheng could not clearly see the specific situation inside, and could only vaguely perceive some sporadic images and auras.
The upper realm monk originally thought that his magic circle had successfully shattered the black gourd, and he was secretly proud of himself. However, the moment the black gas surged out crazily, the smile on his face suddenly froze, and a look of shock flashed in his eyes.
He immediately realized that the black gourd was not shattered by his magic circle, but exploded on its own. What shocked him even more was that the black gourd exploded by itself and destroyed his first magic circle.
Seeing the black gas gradually covering the entire area on the life and death stage, he felt a strong uneasiness in his heart. He didn't expect Tian Wuxie to have such means.
