With Feeng Yan’s finger pointing out, followed by numerous loud explosions, a crisp sound unexpectedly caught everyone’s attention.
The point where Feeng Yan had just attacked—the barrier’s wall—had astonishingly cracked open!
"Prison Heaven Finger Feeng Yan, truly lives up to his reputation!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, it looks like the Prison Heaven Finger is even more formidable than Murong Wu, breaking the Ancient Formation with just one poke!"
The Martial Artists who were frenziedly attacking the barrier’s fortifications were all dumbstruck. After a brief moment of stagnation, they immediately launched their killing moves, bombarding the crack on the barrier.
Murong Wu squinted his eyes, focusing on Feeng Yan. Having clashed with him several times, he was very aware of the destructive power of the Prison Heaven Finger, even surpassing his own "Vajra Spear Break." Yet, it wasn’t to this unbelievable extent.
It must just be good luck, coincidentally striking a weak spot.
Murong Wu took a deep breath and waved his long spear again. Proud as he was, he naturally wouldn’t target the spot attacked by Feeng Yan; that would seem like admitting his inferiority to Feeng Yan.
"Hmph, it was just a fluke!"
Yaan Jinghong, never one to be outdone, gritted his teeth and started wide-ranged attacks to find the formation’s weak spot.
This was indeed one method, but although the Divine Origin Realm Martial Artists possessed profound Elemental Power, it wasn’t inexhaustible. Launching Elemental Power recklessly like him would likely lead to his own exhaustion before finding the formation’s weak points.
"This... How is this possible?"
Seeing this scene unfold, Fatty Huang’s Dragon Seeking Plate fell with a "thud," heavily landing on his toes, causing him pain as he hurriedly hopped around clutching his foot.
"Ow! My foot! My Dragon Seeking Plate..."
Fatty Huang was pained both by his foot and his broken Dragon Seeking Plate—the bitterness in his heart, unspeakable!
"Ha ha, worthy of being the big brother indeed!"
Jiang Xiaofan immediately picked up his Great Sword and launched a fierce attack on the location where Feeng Yan had caused the crack.
Following that, Lee Bufan, Tuoba Yan, and Yue Yunlan also sprang into action.
"Brother Ling, how did you determine that this was the weak point of the Ancient Formation?"
Feeng Yan felt it surreal too. He was well aware of his capabilities; Murong Wu’s "Vajra Spear Break" wouldn’t be far behind his own finger attack. Yet, he could easily break the barrier, solely relying on Ling Feng’s guidance.
"I have studied Ancient Formations a bit," Ling Feng chuckled, making up an answer.
"I see," Feeng Yan nodded slightly; that indeed seemed the only reasonable explanation.
"Next, attack seventeen yards to the left of that point, and twenty-one yards below..."
Ling Feng continued to report several positions to Feeng Yan and also leapt up, starting to attack other spots.
He found nine weak points in total. Connecting these points in a line would break a crack in the present barrier, thus allowing entrance into the Scripture Pavilion.
"Prison Heaven Finger!"
Feeng Yan started following Ling Feng’s guides, continuously channeling his Finger Strength to attack the barrier’s weak points.
At the same time, Ling Feng also unleashed two Mixed Element Locks, bursting out a large portion of his strength, using Slaughter Sword Intent to initiate sword moves, targeting the remaining weak points.
However, because he was deliberately hiding his power, although targeting defensively weak spots, he caused only minor fluctuations and did not achieve the astounding effect of Feeng Yan.
But still, many people noticed the spots Ling Feng attacked, and they immediately surged forward, delivering powerful attacks.
And all of this was within Ling Feng’s calculations.
He was no fool; he wouldn’t just open the Barrier for everyone for free and then let everyone happily rush in to snatch the secret manual, hoping for a happy ending for all.
This was a contest for opportunity, not a charity giveaway!
The whole process lasted until dusk. Seeing the night of the God Demon Battlefield about to fall, a sly glint flashed in Ling Feng’s eyes.
So much time had passed; the strength of most people had been almost completely sapped. Even Murong Wu and his gang were beginning to pant heavily.
As for Fatty Huang, he was sincerely too generous. Even after Ling Feng had reminded him to conserve his strength, he still ended up drenched in sweat.
Ling Feng narrowed his eyes. The nine breakthrough points in the Barrier had all been breached, and near those nine positions, dense cracks filled the area, making it seem as though one or two more attacks would completely shatter it.
But those last one or two strikes seemed to be unable to break it no matter how hard they tried.
"Everyone, get ready!"
Using Divine Sense Transmission, Ling Feng alerted his companions as well as Fatty Huang. Then, among the crowd, he launched an inconspicuous move.
And it was this move, the attack wasn’t aimed at those nine cracked points, but rather at an unremarkable area.
There lay the final breakthrough point.
Once the Barrier at this spot collapsed, the accumulated pressure from the previously cracked positions would immediately shatter the entire face of the Barrier.
"Damn, this guy must be dazed by the fight. He’s hitting an intact spot instead of where the cracks are."
Some also noticed Ling Feng’s attack, but they merely scoffed and cursed "idiot" in their hearts, paying him no further mind.
Soon, Ling Feng’s Sword Qi suddenly surged from weak to strong, massively striking the Barrier.
This move was the Reincarnation Immortal Slash, which Ling Feng had comprehended from the "Reincarnation Burial Heaven Sword Technique"!
A loud bang occurred, and the Barrier at that position cracked loudly. Then, the areas loaded with cracks connected and shattered like a pane of glass, completely breaking apart.
And in the instant before everyone else could react, a figure had already soared into the sky. As the Barrier broke, that figure had crossed the Ancient Formation and charged directly into the Scripture Pavilion.
Following this, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!
Several more figures leapt forth, the second wave entering the Scripture Pavilion, led by Ling Feng’s companions and including Fatty Huang’s group.
Even though Ling Feng had warned them, none had expected the Barrier to shatter so suddenly and shockingly!
"Holy shit! What happened? The Barrier broke!"
"What? It broke? The Barrier broke?"
"Damn it, someone got in!"
"My God, such a scheming bitch! An absolute master manipulator!"
It took a good while for everyone on the field to get their bearings.
The Ancient Formation broke!
People had already stormed into the Scripture Pavilion!
And that guy, he had played everyone, the diligent efforts of all these geniuses were just "working" for him!