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Chapter 536 Group Dispatch

Ziyun Palace has complete rules and regulations. Once a warning is issued, the on-duty gods will rush over to provide support.

When Ning Yanzhi and Ling Bufei led their men to the scene, the stone pillar had already been surrounded. Several gods were discussing fiercely, as if they were arguing about something.

Seeing them coming, the leading elder was overjoyed: "Master Ning, Sect Master Ling, you are finally here."

Ning Yanzhi said sullenly, "My fellow Taoist is surrounded by enemies, and his life is in danger every moment. Why don't you help him, but instead delay time?"

The elder cried out in injustice, saying, "Master Ning, it's not that we don't want to save him, it's just that this trap is too treacherous, we dare not move!"

Ling Bufei raised his eyebrows: "What's the secret?"

The one who answered was Sect Leader Fan. He had already inspected it and looked at the compass with an unpleasant expression, "This trap is deeply connected to the Demon Sealing Array. If we tear it apart easily, it might shake the foundation of the array... Damn it! When did this happen? This level of connection must have existed for at least several decades!"

Hearing this, the gods looked at each other in bewilderment. Decades? So the faceless man had already made a move on the Demon Sealing Array? This was the highest secret of the Immortal Alliance. Only when a representative from each of the three sects was present at the same time could they be authorized to make changes to the layout of the Demon Sealing Array. How did the faceless man do it? Could it be...

Ning Yanzhi noticed that people's hearts were wavering, and he spoke in time: "In the past few decades, the Immortal Alliance has encountered crises several times, and there have been heavy casualties. I believe they took advantage of us - let's talk about this later, saving people is the most important thing."

This made sense, and the gods calmed down a little. What they feared was not the power of the Demon Sect, but the enemies lurking in the Immortal Alliance, just like the danger of the Xuanbing Palace decades ago. Who would have thought that Qin Xianjun would be an undercover agent of the Demon Sect? If there were spies in the three sects at the same time, it would be too scary!

As he was speaking, a rumbling sound came from the stone pillar, and the entire mountain began to shake. The light of the Demon Sealing Array was even more turbulent and fluctuating.

The disciples had to stop repairing and retreat to a safe area under the organization of the elders.

"Master Fan, you are the most familiar with the Demon Sealing Array among those present. In your opinion, what should we do?" Ling Bufei asked.

Sect Master Fan was in a lot of trouble. The Seven Star Sect had not had good luck in recent years. One of the Transformation Spirit Elders died in the battle of Ming River, another died of old age, and then Zhou Lingzhu got into trouble. Now there were only three Transformation Spirit Elders left: him, Elder Zhuo, and Di Yuming.

Unexpectedly, Di Yuming was ambushed by the faceless man again, losing half his life and unable to even get out of the door. Now Elder Zhuo is trapped inside, and he is the only one who can preside over the huge demon-sealing formation.

There was no other way. In order to preserve the Demon Sealing Array and for the sake of the Seven Star Sect's orthodoxy, he could only grit his teeth and resolve the situation.

"No matter what, the Demon Sealing Formation cannot fail. The first thing we need to do is to remove this trap and disconnect it from the formation."

The gods nodded. The Demon Sealing Array was related to the stability of the Nine Provinces, so it had the highest priority.

"How do I cut it off?"

"It's not that difficult, but it takes a lot of effort. Just cut off the connections one by one and fill in the gaps in the formation in time. However, everyone knows that the Demon Sealing Formation consumes a lot of energy, and even the slightest change requires an enormous amount of spiritual energy."

Ning Yanzhi nodded: "With so many incarnations here, it's enough to fill the gap. Then what? How to save people?"

"This trap is connected to the spiritual vein of the stone pillar. If we break it rashly, it may disrupt the spiritual balance of Yinshan Mountain and affect the formation, so it is best to break it from the inside out. After cutting off the connection, I will try to make a hole in it and then send people in..."

"However, in order to keep the spiritual energy stable, the noise cannot be too loud. At most two or three people can go in. You must choose well and be strong enough."

Master Fan’s attainments in formations were trustworthy, and all the families quickly agreed to this plan.

When selecting people, Yang Xiangtian, who had just arrived, took the lead in expressing his opinion: "The one trapped inside is my disciple, so let me go!"

Yuan Songqiao responded: "Junior Brother Yang, I'll go with you."

Ji Xingge hurriedly said, "Uncle Yuan, you and Uncle Yang are our pillars. It would be too risky for you to go to battle at the same time. It would be better if I go."

How could Yuan Songqiao let her take risks? He refused and said, "You are not needed for this kind of thing."

"I'll go!" A voice rang out, it was Huo Chongxiao, "Brother Ying helped me find the sword manual before, now he's in trouble, how can I just stand by and watch?"

As he spoke, he looked at Ning Yanzhi.

Ning Yanzhi's mind raced, and he nodded slightly. No one knew what was going on inside, and he was worried about letting only the Wuji Sect's people go, so it would be better if each side sent one person. In addition to them, another old monk volunteered, and that's how the three of them were gathered.

Saving people is like putting out a fire. Under the leadership of Master Fan, the gods who knew the formation took action together with their disciples. Rays of spiritual light flew out and hit the connection points.

After a moment, the first connection broke.

There was a "hum" sound, which seemed quiet at first, but soon the spiritual energy flowing in the Demon Sealing Array began to become unbalanced, and countless spiritual energy rushed to the lost place.

"Stop them quickly!" Master Fan shouted.

Ning Yanzhi raised his finger and pointed, a sword light suddenly appeared, and a rainbow light turned into a beam of light that was cast towards the broken part.

The others immediately followed suit, and many gods took action, quickly filling the gap.

Then came the second one, the third one...

Ling Bufei was extremely anxious: "Can they get in? If it keeps dragging on, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on."

The other party was obviously well prepared, so this trap was definitely not simple. Ning Yanzhi had no doubts and said, "Master Fan, what do you think?"

Sect Leader Fan agreed: "I will try to break it open, Sect Leader Ling, please give me a hand."

Ling Bufei said without hesitation: "Okay."

Rays of colorful light flew out from the compass and landed on the black light ball. Ling Bufei drew his sword as he said. The sword light continued to split into ninety-nine and eighty-one rays, which fell down with a force like thunder.

With just one strike of the sword, a crack appeared on the black ball of light. Sect Leader Fan was overjoyed: "Come on, two or three more times should be enough."

Ling Bufei drew his sword in response, and the cold light was as fast as lightning, splitting it in half with another strike.

"Okay, come in!"

Yang Xiangtian turned into a spiritual light and quickly escaped into the crack. Huo Chongxiao followed closely behind him, wrapped in sword light, and arrived in an instant. The last one was the old monk, who barely brushed the edge and entered.

As soon as the three of them entered, Master Fan withdrew his spiritual light and continued to cut off the connection, while the cracks on the black light ball slowly closed.

Ling Bufei calmly withdrew the sword light and continued to assist in replenishing his spiritual energy.

He didn't notice that Ning Yanzhi's gaze lingered on his sword light for a moment, and then quickly retracted.
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The Yellow Springs barrier.

The faceless men stood in silence.

Rat turned around and looked at them. After a moment, he said in a hoarse voice, "Did you hear everything I told you just now?"

Everyone responded in unison.

The Rat nodded in satisfaction and gave the order: "Move!"

"Yes."

The magic light suddenly rose up and fell on the huge vortex formed by the Ming River. In an instant, the black water steamed like fog.

The faceless men entered the black fog one after another and disappeared.

Rat was the last one to fall. He raised his hand and pressed it on the sword at his waist, then turned his head to look back. The night sky of Huangquan was eternal and quiet, with lingering demonic clouds.

He curled the corners of his mouth, turned around and stepped into the black fog.