Chapter 634: Nine Thousand Nine Hundred and Ninety-Nine Ninth-Rank Spiritual Formations

"Saint of the Vast Sea, I think it is necessary to notify all the major holy places and closely investigate the existence of the traitors." Mo Fan said.

"Also, please ask all the major holy places to send people to search for the whereabouts of the three alien emperors who sneaked into my Tianhan. If the time is right, we can surround and annihilate them, which is the best."

Saint of the Vast Sea nodded repeatedly after hearing this: "That makes sense. I will arrange people to do it immediately."

"I will take you to the Demon Emperor first. The Demon Emperor has become more violent and powerful recently. I feel that the barrier of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword can no longer contain him."

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

Mo Fan's heart trembled when he heard this, and he quickly quickened his pace.

The two landed on the main island. In the center of the huge island, there is a hot spring that gushed out from the ground. It contains amazing spiritual energy and there are patches of white mist around it, like a fairyland.

But there are many strong people guarding here. Mo Fan saw five saints alone.

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

This lineup is equivalent to two teams guarding the crack.

It is conceivable how important what they are guarding is.

"This is the immortal spring of our Penglai Fairy Island. Mortals who bathe here can stay young and live for a hundred years." The Saint of the Vast Sea introduced.

Mo Fan blinked: "Although this immortal spring is precious, I am afraid it does not need so many saints to guard it."

"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you. Please follow me." The Saint of the Vast Sea smiled slightly.

Then he turned to Han Su and said: "This is a serious matter. Please step aside, your majesty. I apologize for the crime of Penglai Fairy Island. Come, find a spiritual garden for your majesty to rest."

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

Although the Saint of the Vast Sea's defense was a bit redundant, it was necessary.

Mo Fan did not distrust Han Su, but her strength was still far from the top strong. Mo Fan was worried that if something unexpected happened, he would not be sure to protect the life of the Queen in the hands of the Demon Emperor.

Han Su did not refuse. She knew when not to cause trouble, so she left under the guidance of a saint from Penglai Fairy Island.

"Let's go." The Saint 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 also jumped down.

The hot spring was warm and full of spiritual energy. Mo Fan was swimming in the water and felt very comfortable.

If it were a warrior below the level of Martial King, he might be able to break through after practicing in this hot spring for a few days.

The foundation of the major holy places is indeed profound.

Moreover, the hot spring was bottomless. Mo Fan felt that he had been swimming down with the Saint of the Vast Sea for a long time before he landed on the ground.

"Saint of the Vast Sea, is this... the bottom of the sea?" Mo Fan asked, using his true energy to force the water flow and resisting the strong water pressure.

The Saint of the Vast Sea did not speak, nodded, and walked forward.

The bottom of the sea was pitch black, without a trace of light, and no living creatures.

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

After walking for about a quarter of an hour, Mo Fan felt that the water was getting hotter and hotter, and the spiritual energy contained in it was also more concentrated.

Through the power of the soul, he sensed that there was an underwater volcano in front of him, and the heat and spiritual energy were radiating from there.

As he got closer, the full picture of the volcano gradually emerged.

It was endless, like a mountain range under the sea.

The main peak was thousands of feet high, like a jade pillar supporting the sky.

At the top of the main peak, a subtle light was emitted.

In addition, the entire mountain range was flashing with dense rune marks, flickering.

As a ninth-grade array master, Mo Fan certainly knew that this was a seal composed of countless ninth-grade spiritual arrays.

Even though the distance was still far, Mo Fan still felt that two powerful energies were fighting in it.

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

As soon as the scabbard appeared, it emitted various colors of divine light such as red, yellow, blue, green, sapphire and gold.

At the same time, the mountain suddenly shone brightly, and all the marks shone.

"My dear saints, please help us repair the Heaven-Suppressing Formation!" Saint of the Vast Sea raised the scabbard above his head and said respectfully.

As he finished speaking, a layer of light curtain bloomed on the scabbard, covering all nine martial saints in the row.

Saint of the Vast Sea held the scabbard and continued to move forward, and Mo Fan and others followed behind.

Under the protection of the light film, they passed through the restrictions composed of countless ninth-grade formations without hindrance, and ripples were rippling in the space, which was amazing.

Mo Fan had a guess in his mind.

It is said that in ancient times, the Tianhan Continent forged the artifact Heaven-Suppressing Sword at the cost of the lives of several top saints of various attributes to suppress the Demon Emperor.

From the perspective of the formation master, the Heaven-Suppressing Sword should be the core of all the ninth-grade spiritual formations here.

And the scabbard in the hands of Saint of the Vast Sea must be the scabbard of the Heaven-Suppressing Sword.

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

Otherwise, even the most powerful person in the world would never be able to break the defense formed by the overlapping of countless ninth-grade spirit formations.

The group headed towards the top of the mountain.

"There are a total of 9,999 ninth-grade spirit formations here." The Saint of the Vast Sea said to Mo Fan as he walked.

"Since ancient times, every ninth-grade formation master would come here at the end of his life, exhausting his last life to record as many formations as possible for this mountain range."

"Countless years have passed, and the original 9,999 formations have been maintained until now."

Listening to the introduction of the Saint of the Vast Sea, Mo Fan felt a chill in his heart.

Another tragic story.

Although ninth-level formation masters are not easy to appear, countless ones have been born over the years.

Without exception, they chose to invest their last energy into the sky-suppressing formation on the seabed at the end of their lives to seal the Demon 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 Hanhai sighed: "You have been an enemy of the way of heaven. You should know that the way of heaven is lacking and cannot be perfected."

"Nine is the ultimate number. Although the Heaven-Suppressing Sword is a divine weapon, it can only hold up to nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine."

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

"As long as the number of destroyed spiritual formations exceeds one thousand, the sky-suppressing formation will lose its balance and the Demon Emperor will escape."

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

"In the past few days, the Demon Emperor suddenly broke out and broke through hundreds of spiritual formations in two days. We feared there were signs of escape, so we had no choice but to ask for help."

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

Breaking through hundreds of ninth-grade spiritual formations in two days?

You must know that the ninth-grade spiritual formation is capable of killing Martial Saints.

The ninth-grade spiritual formations here are all the pinnacle works of all the ninth-grade formation mages.

How could a demigod-level powerhouse be so terrifying?