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Chapter 568 We Are Not Blind, But We Dare Not Look at You

The battlefield seemed to have been drained of its vitality and was dead silent.

The remaining spiritual energy turned into faint specks of light, floating in the stagnant air, as if whispering about the thrilling battle that had just taken place.

Pu Chuang, the instigator of this disaster, seemed to be a bystander at the moment. He looked down at the unconscious Liu Miao and Ling Ye with his eyes as cold as a pond, without a trace of warmth.

He suddenly raised his hand and pushed back his messy, thorny hair that was a mixture of silver and black. With this movement, his former majesty completely collapsed, leaving only the fatigue and determination after the madness.

He stared at the two people on the ground, and a sinister look suddenly flashed in his dead eyes. He leaned over without warning and grabbed the Bingpo Sword.

The sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was particularly dazzling in the dark sky, reflecting his distorted face.

He approached with heavy steps, the soles of his shoes rubbing against the ground, making a spine-chilling sound.

"Be careful!" Gu Lanqing was the first to react and shouted in horror, his voice traveling far away in the empty battlefield.

Qin Xiaochuan and Yan Zhaoheng looked at each other and drew their weapons instantly without saying a word.

Qin Xiaochuan flipped his hands quickly, and spiritual power gathered in his palms. In the blink of an eye, a spiritual shield emitting a light blue glow condensed in front of him. The light reflected on his flushed face, which was a color mixed with anger and unwillingness.

Yan Zhaoheng held the "Qingying" long sword horizontally, and the sword body trembled slightly, as if he was suppressing the anger that was about to explode.

His eyes were like a falcon, fixed tightly on Pu Chuang, and a terrifying aura emanated from his body.

"Elder Pu, stop it!" Qin Xiaochuan shouted angrily, his voice echoing in the empty battlefield with a determination to fight to the death. "This madness should end!" Qin Xiaochuan did not dare to look at Pu Chuang, as if he was avoiding the great mistakes and crimes of those in high positions.

Pu Chuang kept walking, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, his voice was hoarse and cold: "End? Just relying on you youngsters, you think you can stop me?" His tone was low, but it revealed an unquestionable sense of oppression, as if reminding everyone of his status.

Yan Zhaoheng took a half step forward, straightened his spine, and shot his eyes at Pu Chuang like a sharp blade: "Elder Pu, we have seen everything you did. Today, don't even think about hurting them!"

The "Green Shadow" sword in his hand was slightly raised, the tip of the sword flashed with cold light, and spiritual power flowed around his body, ready to pounce on the prey at any time.

There was a hint of surprise in Pu Chuang's eyes. He obviously didn't expect Yan Zhaoheng to dare to contradict him like this.

He paused, and the Ice Soul Sword in his hand shook. The muscles on his face twitched slightly with anger: "You..." He gritted his teeth, but was speechless for a moment.

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, Lingye's fingers moved slightly.

Gu Lanqing had sharp eyes and caught the subtle movement at once. A glimmer of hope suddenly ignited in her heart: "Ling Ye, are you awake?" She called softly, with an undisguised tremor in her voice.

When Pu Chuang heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He swung the Bingpo Sword fiercely, and a sharp sword energy slashed at everyone: "Die!"

Seeing this, Qin Xiaochuan immediately increased his spiritual power output, and the spiritual shield shone brightly, barely blocking the attack.

Yan Zhaoheng took the opportunity to move forward, and his "Green Shadow" sword stabbed at Pu Chuang like lightning.

Pu Chuang dodged the attack easily by leaning to the side, then slashed at Yan Zhaoheng with his sword.

Yan Zhaoheng quickly raised his sword to block, and with a "clang" sound, the sound of metal collision echoed throughout the battlefield.

Gu Lanqing was extremely anxious. She knew in her heart that in their current state, they were no match for Pu Chuang.

But she was unwilling to give up just like that. She prayed silently in her heart, hoping for a turn for the better.

At this moment, Liu Miao slowly opened his eyes, a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

She took a deep breath, mobilized the remaining spiritual power in her body, and prepared to stand up and fight.

"Liu Miao, you're awake!" Qin Xiaochuan shouted in surprise.

Liu Miao did not respond, but bit her lower lip and stared at Pu Chuang firmly.

She knew in her heart that the battle was far from over and they had to do their best to protect this land and the people around them.

Suddenly, a strange wave emanated from Liu Miao and Ling Ye, and the spiritual power of the two began to slowly blend.

It turned out that when they were unconscious, they had a deeper resonance with the Spiritual Stone. At this moment, a new force was quietly gathering in their bodies, and this force might be the key to turning the tide of the battle. Not far away, Gu Lanqing was light and graceful, with her hair fluttering in the wind.

She quickly changed seals with her hands, and the dark blue spiritual power gathered in her palms like a deep pool, ready to erupt at any time.

She kept a close eye on the battle situation, always ready to help Ling Ye and Liu Miao when they were in danger.

“Pu Chuang, your obsession is too strong and will lead to your eternal damnation.” Ling Ye spoke again, with a hint of admonition in his voice.

"Eternal damnation? Haha, today I will make you bleed to death on the spot!" Pu Chuang laughed wildly, and the light of the formation suddenly surged, like a surging black tide, sweeping towards Ling Ye.

At this critical moment, the light of the Lingqi Tree suddenly bloomed, so bright that people could not open their eyes.

The power in Liu Miao's hands became more and more violent, as if it was about to break through her control.

She made up her mind, followed the force, raised her hand and injected it into the Lingqi Wood.

In an instant, mysterious and complex patterns appeared on the surface of the Lingqi Wood, like the secret language of the ancient elves, and seemed to contain the laws of heaven and earth.

The pattern turned into a stream of light and shot towards Pu Chuang at lightning speed.

Gu Lanqing took a deep breath, closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes full of determination.

She quickly changed the magic spells with her hands, and spiritual power surged around her body, echoing with Qin Xiaochuan's spiritual power.

"Elder Pu Chuang, your obsession has come to an end today." Her voice echoed in the air with unquestionable determination, and her eyes were full of confidence, which was the trust in her own strength.

At this moment, the birds on the spiritual tree were startled by the powerful fluctuations of spiritual power and flapped their wings and flew away.

On the battlefield, spiritual powers collided, making sharp and piercing sounds, as if millions of steel needles were scratching across glass at the same time.

Everyone was in a stalemate, and the atmosphere was so depressing that it was hard to breathe.

At this moment, a ray of light slowly emerged among the lush branches and leaves of the Lingqi Tree, like a bud breaking through the ground.

The light pattern emitted a soft but not to be underestimated glow. The flowing pattern carried the unique rhythm of Xiuyanxu, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"This... what is this?" Gu Lanqing couldn't help but whisper, her beautiful eyes fixed on the light pattern, her eyes full of confusion and vigilance.

The moment Elder Pu Chuang saw the light pattern, his originally gloomy face instantly turned pale, and he unconsciously took half a step back.

Yan Zhaoheng had been paying attention to Pu Chuang's every move. Seeing this, he immediately danced his hands quickly, and spiritual runes quickly gathered in front of him, like twinkling stars in the night sky.

"Everyone be careful and prepare for defense!" Yan Zhaoheng shouted loudly, his voice was firm and powerful, echoing on the battlefield like a huge bell.

The other disciples understood what he meant and quickly intertwined their spiritual powers together. In the blink of an eye, a transparent yet indestructible spiritual power barrier stood firmly in front of Gu Lanqing.

Seeing this, Pu Chuang's eyes flashed with ruthlessness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You are not qualified to stop me!"

As he spoke, he suddenly clasped his hands together, and several spiritual ropes rushed towards everyone like crazy dragons with bared fangs and claws.

The rope hit the barrier heavily, making a sizzling sound and stirring up ripples of spiritual power. The surrounding air was distorted like boiling water.

Gu Lanqing looked at the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly contracted, and his breathing became rapid.

She could feel Pu Chuang's strong murderous intent, and her inner anger and reason were in fierce conflict.

"This Elder Pu has gone too far!" Qin Xiaochuan clenched his fists, veins bulging on his forehead, and said angrily.

Gu Lanqing took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

She knew that acting impulsively at this moment would only make the situation worse.

Her eyes were fixed on Pu Chuang, and she secretly swore in her heart that she must protect the spiritual world.

Just when the two sides were on the verge of a fight, the light pattern suddenly shone brightly, and a mysterious power wave spread out, making everyone feel an invisible pressure.