Jiang Chen had no intention of rushing blindly into the fray. With his current status as the Young Lord of the Glazed King City, every action he took had to be carefully considered before execution.
Though he had been speaking with Consort Dan and Ye Rong, he had in fact never stopped observing the battlefield. Having assessed the situation, he could see that the battle had reached a stalemate.
Emperor Wushuang and Emperor Panlong had joined forces, pressing down on that tumor-horned Emperor realm cultivator so hard he could barely fight back. But the fellow was dead set on defending, and he wouldn't collapse anytime soon.
The battle had essentially entered a deadlock.
If they kept fighting like this and the enemy decided to make a run for it, the chances of escape were actually quite high.
This was precisely why Jiang Chen needed to enter the battle.
Once those two realized what was happening and tried to flee, it might already be too late to stop them. After all, when Emperor realm cultivators fought, neither side held an overwhelming advantage in cultivation.
Without an overwhelming advantage, one needed heaven-defying treasures to suppress a cultivator of comparable strength—leaving them no hope of escape.
Jiang Chen stood at the edge of the battlefield, his hands weaving through seal after seal as he began to lay down formations.
Last time, he had obtained enough Celestial Meteoric True Iron and forged the eighty-one flying swords required for the Celestial Firmament Golden Dipper Formation.
After a period of cultivation, he had achieved a preliminary mastery of the formation.
Today, he intended to test its power.
Of course, before making his move, he had to ensure every contingency was covered. Jiang Chen laid down an additional trapping formation around the area—a formation called the Great Dream of Eternal Spring, a remarkably formidable entrapment array.
He had obtained the materials to construct this formation from the Danxiao Palace within the Six Palaces of Inheritance, so setting it up posed no difficulty whatsoever.
The Great Dream of Eternal Spring formation activated the instant it was completed.
Jiang Chen beckoned to Long Xiaoxuan with a smile. "Brother Dragon, care to fight alongside me?"
Long Xiaoxuan's cultivation had surged dramatically, his progress even more monstrous than Jiang Chen's. Now that he saw Emperor realm cultivators in battle, he was itching to join the fight.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Chen and Long Xiaoxuan transformed into two streaks of light and plunged into the battle.
Jiang Chen raised the Yuan Magnetic Gold Mountain high overhead. Golden light poured forth as the massive mountain hurtled directly at the tumor-horned Emperor realm cultivator.
The physical impact of the Yuan Magnetic Gold Mountain combined with the binding force of the Yuan Magnetic energy might not be enough to instantly suppress an Emperor realm cultivator, but it could at least serve as a meaningful distraction.
The tumor-horned Emperor cultivator was already under tremendous pressure from the combined assault of Emperor Wushuang and Emperor Panlong, fighting for his life at every turn.
When the Yuan Magnetic Gold Mountain came crashing down on him, he was shocked. He swung his mace and struck with all his might, trying to smash it away.
But before the blow landed, the cultivator suddenly realized something was wrong. The mace in his hands seemed to be pulling toward the mountain of its own accord.
That golden mountain possessed an extraordinary suction force, as though it were trying to rip his mace right out of his grip.
"This isn't right!"
The tumor-horned cultivator's face changed drastically. He twisted sideways in a flash, dodging out of the Yuan Magnetic Gold Mountain's range.
But in doing so, he exposed his back to Emperor Panlong.
Emperor Panlong grinned savagely. "Right into it!"
His long spear thrust forward, rolling with endless killing intent, transforming into an unstoppable edge that pierced toward the cultivator's exposed back.
If this spear hit, it would punch clean through the tumor-horned Emperor realm cultivator.
The man was no slouch either. He swung his mace in a wide arc, knocking Emperor Panlong's spear aside. Then he twisted his body mid-air, changed direction once more, and activated his escape light, streaking off in another direction.
Emperor Wushuang let out a cold laugh. "Going somewhere?"
He slapped both palms forward, and two colossal Titan palms materialized—each one rivaling a divine mountain from the heavens—crashing down directly onto the tumor-horned cultivator.
At that very moment, the corner of Jiang Chen's mouth curved upward. His fingers danced through another series of seals, and suddenly, sixteen flying swords shot out from behind him.
Jiang Chen had been cultivating this sword formation for a relatively short time, reaching only the preliminary stage.
But even at preliminary mastery, he could activate sixteen Celestial Firmament swords in one go. And even a preliminary version of the Celestial Firmament Golden Dipper Formation produced a staggering display of power when deployed.
The sixteen flying swords soared through the void like sixteen primordial dragons, stirring the heavens to respond. Sun and moon lost their light, and heaven and earth shifted colors.
Jiang Chen wove yet another seal, chanting under his breath: "Go!"
The sixteen swords transformed into sixteen streaks of light, hurtling madly toward the tumor-horned cultivator.
The true terror of the Celestial Firmament Golden Dipper Formation lay in the fact that it was not a single-target attack, but a unified assault. All the swords functioned as a single cohesive unit, like countless stars within a single nebula—the combined power they generated was nothing short of terrifying.
The overwhelming formation tore through the void.
Even Emperor Wushuang and Emperor Panlong on his own side were shaken by Jiang Chen's sudden attack.
They were both masters of the martial path, and though they couldn't immediately decipher the formation's deeper mysteries, they could tell at a glance that this was a sword formation—and one of considerable complexity.
One only needed to witness its destructive power to understand.
The tumor-horned Emperor realm cultivator saw Jiang Chen join the battle but was entirely unimpressed. He let out a vicious laugh: "Brat, you're just in time!"
He had been fretting about being on the back foot, and now that Jiang Chen appeared, a hot flash of reckless fury surged through his mind.