Overriding the Heaven

The formation covering the island was broken, and the airflow scattered everywhere, producing wuwu sounds like the wails of hundreds of ghosts.    

    

The entire island began to shake. With a rumbling sound, the many large ships fell to the sea's surface, as if they had all collapsed. Huge chunks of water splashed across the surface of the sea.    

    

The male cultivator, who had just returned to his own nest, didn't even have time to heave a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard the violent explosion. He immediately jumped up and down on the spot.    

    

When he turned around, he saw Chu Yan entering the array.    

    

"Bastard, bastard!" The male cultivator was dumbstruck and hastily dashed towards the center of the island.    

    

That was where his base was located. As long as he escaped there, he would have a chance at survival.    

    

Chu Yan jumped down from the air and landed on the island with a bang.    

    

Instantly, large chunks of the ground shattered, forming a deep crater as rubble flew everywhere.    

    

Chu Yan straightened his body and looked around.    

    

This island was completely bare. Even though it was called an island, it was actually just a reef in the sea. The area was not very big, and there weren't any big ups and downs.    

    

As he looked around, he saw the entire island.    

    

Outside the island was a pile of large ships, and in the center of the island was a large, pitch-black house.    

    

This house was connected to the island. Clearly, it was originally a large stone on the island, but it was then built into the appearance of a house.    

    

The unfinished puppets were scattered all around the house.    

    

Some of these puppets looked like half of a lion, some looked like a long-legged monster fish, and some of them even had a complete lack of clarity.    

    

Just now, Chu Yan saw the male cultivator escaping into the stone hut in the center of the island after realising that he had caught up to her.    

    

The island was not large, and even though Chu Yan did not purposely increase his pace, after a moment, he was already in front of the stone hut.    

    

But just at this moment, as Chu Yan took a step forward, he felt as if his ankle had touched something.    

    

"Formation!" In that moment, Chu Yan realized.    

    

Chu Yan had already estimated the male cultivator's array strength, so he did not panic at all. Instead, he took a step forward, wanting to see what array it was.    

    

Scanning with his gaze, Chu Yan saw that in the air, lines of fine lines had quickly condensed and were thrown towards the scattered puppet parts on the ground.    

    

Upon being touched by the threads, the scattered puppet parts on the ground seemed to come to life and began to automatically assemble themselves.    

    

"This formation is used to activate these golems." Looking at the puppets that were gathered together, Chu Yan did not panic. He stood up shakily, stroked his chin and started to size them up with interest.    

    

The other side's formation had given him some inspiration.    

    

The male cultivator, who was hiding inside the stone house and secretly spying on them, gnashed his teeth in hatred, "Just you wait, as long as the puppets outside block you for a moment, I'll let you know how powerful I am!"    

    

The male cultivator thought as he quickly ran towards the depths of the stone house.    

    

In the depths of the stone house, in a spacious area, there was a sarcophagus.    

    

The surface of the sarcophagus was mottled; it was obviously an ancient artifact that had been submerged in the sea for many years. The patterns on the sarcophagus had become blurred, and no one could tell the origins of this sarcophagus.    

    

After the male cultivator passed through the formation, he looked at the situation outside and bit down hard, pressing his hand on the sarcophagus.    

    

In an instant, a tattoo appeared on the surface of the sarcophagus.    

    

These runes were twisted like tadpoles, densely packed together. At this moment, it was as if they were all squirming, giving off an indescribable evil and malicious vibe.    

    

"I don't believe that you can still win against it!" The male cultivators continuously poured their spiritual energy into the sarcophagus.    

    

In an instant, the runes on the surface of the sarcophagus twisted even more rapidly, causing one's scalp to go numb and the back of one's throat to go numb.    

    

After a moment, black gas began to gush out from the cracks in the sarcophagus.    

    

The male cultivator's face started to turn pale because he had injected too much spiritual energy into it.    

    

Seeing the situation outside, he gritted his teeth and used his other hand to take out a large bottle of recovery pills. He gulped them down as if he didn't need any money.    

    

At this time, outside the stone house, a puppet that was around two stories tall had just been formed.    

    

Perhaps it was only because of the semi-finished product, but the speed at which the puppets were combined was simply too slow.    

    

During this period, Chu Yan had hundreds to thousands of opportunities to interrupt the puppet fusion process.    

    

But Chu Yan still did not make a move.    

    

He really wanted to thoroughly study how the components of these puppets were assembled and how the formations were intertwined. While they intertwined with each other, there was no conflict.    

    

Previously, outside the Spirit Severing Road's godly temple, Chu Yan had seen two golems.    

    

That golem's strength had left an extremely deep impression on Chu Yan.    

    

Back then, he had dug out some materials from the statue and even recorded the information about the formation.    

    

However, due to the lack of time, Chu Yan had yet to figure out some of the problems.    

    

This time, it was an extremely rare opportunity.    

    

A Demonic Cultivator who knew how to create puppets and formations.    

    

This fellow clearly had more ability to create puppets than others.    

    

His Highness's idea was that if he could get the method to make a puppet from the other party, he could also make a few and increase his own strength.    

    

In addition, there was no limit to the power of golems.    

    

In other words, Chu Yan was now at the third level of Earth Origin Stage.    

    

Think about it, when facing off against an enemy, the enemy would think that you have Earth Origin Stage. But in the next moment, you would take out a puppet with a strength comparable to the celestial mood stage.    

    

The enemy would definitely piss their pants on the spot.    

    

Chu Yan also thought so.    

    

Just as Master said, one must not miss out on any method to increase one's strength.    

    

The puppet in front of Chu Yan looked a little strange.    

    

It had a huge body, square, with two legs that were long and one short. On the other hand, it had four arms and no head.    

    

He could see traces of splicing on his body, and with a rough sweep, there were no less than thirty of them.    

    

Chu Yan looked at it, and nodded: "If it's not too big, bring it back to study it, it is very necessary, but being big is not a problem."    

    

As he spoke, the puppet had already begun moving.    

    

Because of its enormous size, after a few steps, the puppet was already in front of Chu Yan, raising its fist high into the air.    

    

Its fist shone with a deep blue luster, and before it had even landed, the faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard.    

    

"Then let me test your strength. It's best if you don't disappoint me." Chu Yan looked up at the puppet and sneered. He stood with his hands behind his back, completely unguarded.    

    

He wanted to know whether this level of puppet would be able to bring him some pressure.