The most important thing is that while the three of them felt extremely absurd and absurd, they also had an extremely frightening thought.
Since Chen Hao can do this, can he also... seize control of the formation?
This idea was so terrifying that the three of them just flashed through their minds and did not dare to think about it.
However, according to Murphy's law, the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.
Chen Hao saw their fear and smiled slightly: "Yes, it's just a fifth-level initial formation. I think it's easy to capture it."
"You're bragging!"
He Guangming shouted loudly, and his consciousness connected with the formation and activated it violently.
He was getting more and more frightened, and if he didn't attack, he might not have the courage to launch one.
Boom boom boom boom...a thunderbolt from the clear sky.
Thunderbolts appeared out of thin air, roared deafeningly, and struck Chen Hao fiercely.
Chen Hao ignored it, made a secret with his right hand, walked leisurely in the courtyard, and popped out slightly.
The thunder struck three inches above his head and suddenly disappeared.
He Guangming's eyes widened suddenly, showing a look of disbelief.
The thunder attack just now was caused by him controlling the formation, but the thunder suddenly disappeared. However, it was an autonomous action of the formation and was completely out of his control.
He Guangming couldn't help but tremble.
His biggest trump card suddenly lost its effectiveness and was in the hands of the enemy, which he couldn't accept for a while.
Boom! Suddenly, the thunderbolt sounded again in the clear sky.
A huge bolt of lightning, dozens of meters long, appeared out of thin air, like a sharp python, and pounced on He Guangming.
Seeing this scene, Miao Shan and Zhan Qiuyun froze.
The large formation of the Dengli faction turned around and attacked He Guangming.
Has the control of the formation been taken away by Chen Hao?
He Guangming looked up at the sky, controlling the formation with his spiritual consciousness, trying to cancel this terrifying thunder and lightning attack.
But it's no use.
Divine consciousness can obviously connect to and control the formation, but the operation of the formation seems to be controlled by a mysterious force and is not affected by him at all.
"No!"
Seeing that it was too late to hide, He Guangming had no choice but to roar, gave up control, patted the storage bag, took out an earth-yellow magic weapon, poured it with mana, and faced the lightning.
Boom! Lightning struck the magic weapon fiercely, emitting a dazzling light and shooting out countless sparks within a few meters of the surrounding area.
He Guangming screamed, and the magic weapon flew away from his hand. Electric light surrounded his whole body, thick green smoke emitted, and flew backwards.
This lightning strike was as powerful as the peak of the late Nascent Soul. Although he was able to catch it, he was also injured.
"Senior Brother He!"
Miao Shan and Zhan Qiuyun shouted in unison, ignoring Chen Hao, rushing forward and catching He Guangming in the air.
Chen Hao did not pursue him. He made a seal with his right hand, and with a movement of his consciousness, the thunderbolt in the clear sky disappeared without a trace in an instant.
"What other trump cards do you have?
Just use it."
Chen Hao stood with his hands in the air and said calmly.
Miao Shan and Zhan Qiuyun, one on the left and one on the right, supporting He Guangming, stood on the sky, both with pale faces and frightened expressions.
Especially Zhan Qiuyun, when he recalled the scene when he met Chen Hao a month ago, it felt like he was dreaming.
At that time, Chen Hao was still an insignificant junior in his eyes, an ant that could be crushed to death with just a raise of his hand.
But just one month later, Chen Hao became a strong man who could control the fate of the three of them.
The huge gap gave Zhan Qiuyun a strong sense of absurdity.
How could there be such horrific monsters in this world?
"Fellow Daoist Chen has unparalleled magical powers, and his level of formations is at the pinnacle. He is extremely proficient. I, the Dengli Sect, are no match for you. I surrender here. I ask you to forgive me for anything I have offended before, Daoyou Chen."
He Guangming calmed down, cupped his fists and saluted Chen Hao, and said bitterly and heavily.
Miao Shan and Zhan Qiuyun said nothing, silently clasping their fists together and saluting.
In the distance, He Siyuan and other Jindan disciples all knelt down, not daring to take a breath.
Chen Haodao: "Now I will make another request, do you agree?"
He Guangming thought to himself, aren't you asking questions knowingly?
Dare we say we disagree?
But he did not dare to say this, and said with a smile: "If you have any requests, Fellow Daoist Chen, feel free to ask for them. As long as we can do our best, we will definitely meet them."
Chen Hao said with satisfaction: "This is still reasonable. You said you had said this a long time ago, wouldn't it be over?
Why bother with a fight?
Still suffering all these things, what I dislike the most is taking action, what I am best at is persuading people with virtue."
He Guangming and others quickly said yes with a smile, but in their hearts they wanted to numb you.
Chen Haodao: "My request is very simple. The best sixth-grade spiritual vein of your Dengli Sect belongs to me, and I can use it alone.
Other than that, you can get me whatever resources I want."
"Yes, Fellow Daoist Chen."
He Guangming and the other three were not embarrassed and agreed in unison.
The three of them also guessed what Chen Hao would ask for.
After all, he is a monk and must put cultivation first, so he will definitely ask for the most important resources.
There is only one sixth-grade spiritual vein in the Dengli Mountains. It was previously used by He Guangming, Miao Fan, and Zhan Qiuyun in turns. Now it is occupied by Chen Hao. The three of them can only resort to the next best thing and use the fifth-grade spiritual vein.
However, for Yuanying monks, fifth-grade spiritual veins are enough, so there is nothing unacceptable.
As for resources, after all, the Dengli Sect is a fourth-generation sect that has been passed down for thousands of years, so there should be no problem in supplying Chen Hao alone.
As long as Chen Hao doesn't go crazy and beat or kill them.
Chen Haodao: "Look how good this is. I am not an unreasonable person, and my request is not too excessive. If you agreed earlier, you wouldn't have to suffer so much, and I wouldn't have to put in so much effort."
He Guangming and others were speechless. They all thought that if you didn't have big fists, we really couldn't beat you. How could we agree to such a bastard request of yours?
"Lao Zhan, please lead the way."
Chen Hao gave instructions to Zhan Qiuyun.
Zhan Qiuyun was startled: "Where?"
Chen Hao said: "Isn't it refining the Great Return Pill?
You don’t want to practice anymore?”
Zhan Qiuyun was surprised: "You...really want to help us refine the Great Return Pill?"
He thought that Chen Hao said that he was refining the Great Return Pill just to stabilize him. Now that he had defeated them all, why should he refining Mao?
There is no so-called chivalrous spirit in the world of cultivation, and a promise worth a thousand dollars. Unless it is an oath about cursing the inner demon, a normal promise is basically like fart, and no one will take it seriously.
He Guangming and Miao Shan were also stunned.
Chen Hao sneered and said: "You think I'm one of you and I'm talking like fart?
Since I said I would refine the Great Return Pill for you, of course I will, so let me lead the way."
The reason why he kept his promise was that on the one hand he did not want to leave any mental barriers, which is a subtle mystery that can only be understood by those with advanced realms, and on the other hand it was also a combination of kindness and power for the Dengli sect.
After all, beating a stick and giving a sweet date is the best way to control someone.