Invincible Teacher's
Chapter 147: Don't Be Afraid, Young Brother

The Primal Qi gathered by the Octagon Formation was not inferior to the Primal Qi of a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm expert.

In other words, even though Zhu Honggong was in the realm of the Divine Court, within this Octagon Formation, he was comparable to a Nascent Divine Tribulation realm expert.

Even Yu Zhenghai, Zhu Honggong's eldest brother, was a little surprised by this.

"The Phenomenon of Seven Tribulations!" Zhu Honggong shouted. He exerted all of his Primal Qi to drive the Octagon Formation. His lightning-like energy soared into the sky towards the scattered cultivators.

The phenomenon was the seventh Tribulation within the Nine Tribulations Thunderblast. It was also Zhu Honggong's most powerful skill.

At this moment, the cultivators of the True Sect activated their protective energy. The weaker ones keep coming down. Those who connected their Eight Brahman Sea Meridians released their avatars. Several Six Recombinant Trigram Lines and Seven Star Souls floated down gently.

The Thunderblast Nine Tribulations came into effect at this moment. The Octagon Formation condensed Primal Qi into crackling energy as it shot towards the cultivators.

"Damn!" The cultivators of the True Sect fought back with all their might.

"The Insight of a Hundred Tribulations!"

Finally, the avatar of the Hundred Tribulations Insight appeared among the scattered cultivators. The Four Leafed Golden Lotus glittered in the air. It planted itself before that phenomenon.

Zhu Honggong exclaimed in shock, "This is unfair!" He experienced so much difficulty to gather all of the Primal Qi, activate the Octagon Formation, and release his most powerful movements, yet, all of them were blocked by the Hundred Tribulations Insight!

"Again!" Zhu Honggong was unwilling to accept defeat.

The insight of the Hundred Tribulations suddenly disappeared as a figure shot through the air. The figure belonged to an old man.

'Zhang Chunlai from the True Sect?! Not Sect Master Zhang Yuanshan?'

Zhang Chunlai was furious. The flame was practically burning in his eyes. He reached out his palm and attacked Zhu Honggong as he shouted, "Die!"

A series of palm prints formed a line before darting towards Zhu Honggong.

“Thunder!” Zhu Honggong used the Octagon Formation to condense his Prime Qi into energy again and launched it at Zhang Chunlai with lightning.

Bam! Bam! Bam!

The energy from the palm and vortex of the Octagon Formation collided, creating shock waves that rippled out in the air.

The trees around Tiger Ridge were uprooted and destroyed.

Zhang Chunlai said in a voice filled with shock, "I don't think you're capable of this even though you're in the Divine Court realm... As expected of a disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion!"

“Cut the crap! Zhang Chunlai, I was unable to find you at the Green Jade Altar back then. I didn't think you'd come looking for me!” Zhu Honggong shouted as he pointed at Zhang Chunlai from afar.

“Unfortunately, a Divine Court realm cultivator is just a Divine Court realm cultivator. Do you think you can defeat me with just the Octagon Formation?

"Well, you can't stop me from trying!" As Zhu Honggong spoke, the area covered by the halo expanded. The half-dark and half-light domes fused together, and the Octagon Formation shone with a higher intensity.

Zhang Chunlai frowned slightly. How could the small Tiger Ridge Gang manage such a powerful Formation? He hurriedly looked at his surroundings in search of a stronger target, but he saw no one.

Yu Zhenghai stood on the Octagon Formation as he observed the battle calmly. He nodded a little. That old man from the True Sect was not stupid. Old Eighth's cultivation base was a little weak. As Evil Sky Pavilion disciples, there were many people who wanted to take his life for many years, but none of them succeeded. If Old Eighth did not have some tricks up his sleeve, he would not have been able to last this long. Moreover, he had the support of Si Wuya.

Yu Zhenghai continued to watch the show calmly while hiding his aura.

Meanwhile, Zhu Honggong had condensed sufficient energy. With the help of the powerful Octagon Formation, his aura and strength were already at the Nascent God Tribulation realm.

The True Sect disciples scattered all over the place looked on with looks of disbelief on their faces. It seemed like they had underestimated the eighth disciple who had left the Evil Sky Pavilion!

A thunderous energy rained down on them.

“Block!”

There was no need to mention the natural cultivators of Sense Condensing. After the flying chariots were destroyed, they could barely protect themselves. Most of the Brahman Sea realm cultivators went through a desperate struggle. As they descended, they racked their brains to figure out a way to dissipate the pressure from the Octagon Formation.

Zhang Chunlai shouted, “I already told you. A Divine Court realm cultivator was only capable of so much! ” Avatar Insight Hundred Misery appeared again. Unlike before, there were five leaves on his Golden Lotus right now.

"Oh? He hid his cultivation base. ” Yu Zhenghai watched curiously, he had no intention to intervene.

Zhu Honggong looked at the Golden Lotus and felt a prick on his scalp. He lamented inwardly, 'What did I do to deserve this?'

“Hm?” Yun Zhenghai praised, “He is quite skilled. He knew how to utilize the difference in their cultivation base to his advantage and forcibly break through the vortex of the Octagon Formation. ”

The avatar's main function is to increase its own cultivation base while intimidating opponents and as a means of protection. However, cultivators usually focused on the side of enhancement and intimidation. Once their avatars were destroyed, they would lose this advantage. However, if a cultivator used his avatar to suppress his opponent using the difference between their realms, they would succeed in their attempt!

Zhang Chunlai's movements were swift, brutal, and precise. He wrapped himself in his glittering golden avatar and charged into the Octagon Formation. His avatar was holding back the energy of the Octagon Formation.

"Take this!" Zhang Chunlai shouted as he left his avatar abruptly and appeared about 10 meters away from Zhu Honggong and attacked with his palm.

"Shoot Daoist palms?" Zhu Honggong frowned. He gathered his Primal Qi to block the attack. He raised his hand.

The explosion!

Even so, the cultivation base of the Five Leaves Divine Tribulation realm was much stronger compared to the cultivation base of the Divine Court realm.

The Primal Qi Octagon Formation seemed to have been blocked by the avatar. Zhu Honggong discovered he could no longer gather Primal Qi. The palm strike landed right at Zhu Honggong, causing him to stagger from the punch.

"Angle leader!"

"Angle leader!"

Gang member Zhu Honggong shouted in unison as they saw this.

The Octagon Formation had disappeared, and the Primal Qi around them had dispersed.

Zhu Honggong was thrown into the air and managed to calm down. His Qi and blood were soaring wildly. His arm was painful and numb. He could feel that he was almost vomiting blood.

“Hm?” A shocked expression appeared on Zhang Chunlai's face as he shouted, "You're still alive?" With such a huge difference between their cultivation bases, even if Zhu Honggong managed to survive the blow, he would still have to be severely injured. 'He's not hurt?'

Zhu Honggong grinned before he laughed. “You old fart! You weren't expecting this, were you? ”

“Tunik zen?” Zhang Chunlai noticed the open corner of the tunic, causing his expression to sour.

The tunic was said to be a precious treasure of the Heaven's Choice Shrine, one of the Four Great Buddhist Sects. Why did it belong to the Evil Sky Pavilion disciples? For mortal humans, the zen tunic would make its wearer invincible by swords and spears. For a cultivator, it would be able to repel an energy-based attack!

"Since I decided to come here, I swear I will end your miserable life!" Zhang Chunlai said arrogantly as he waved his hand.

The scattered cultivators gathered again.

“Forget about small fries. It was said that the eighth disciple of the Evil Sky Pavilion was skilled in escaping ... Keep him surrounded. I want to see how long that zen tunic will last.”

Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound! Whooshing sound!

Two Divine Court realm cultivators led several Brahman Sea realm cultivators as they rushed over.

Zhu Honggong immediately landed on the ground. He pulled a face and said, "First Brother, I can't do this anymore!"

Yu Zhenghai smiled faintly and said, “You did well. You are smart enough to use the Formation to fight against a Nascent Divinity Tribulation realm cultivator. Not bad."

'Hm?' At this moment, Zhang Chunlai felt that something was amiss. Why did the Evil Sky Pavilion disciple bow towards the middle-aged man?

“First Senior Brother, hurry up! If this drags on, my ugly fortress will be destroyed by this old fart!” Without the support of the Formation, even if Zhu Honggong had a zen tunic, he would only be a punching bag in kasaya. It wasn't enough for him to fight Zhang Chunlai.

"Don't be afraid, junior brother." Yu Zhenghai walked forward with his hands on his back as he looked up at the sky.

Zhang Chunlai glanced at them indifferently and said, "This is nothing but false courage! I'm not going to fall for your little trick anymore. Lower them!”

"Understood!"

Yu Zhenghai noticed that Zhang Chunlai used the word 'again'. He turned to look at Zhu Honggong who hurriedly lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.

Some cultivators surrounded them in the air.

Zhang Chunlai did not waste any more words as he launched another palm strike from above. Dozens of palms descended on the two like a falling mountain.

Yu Zhenghai continued to stand still with his hands on his back. He did not look rushed and did not look panicked either.

When the fingerprints were about to land on it, Yu Zhenghai moved his right hand. His palm hit the air above him.