Qinghe Immortal Clan.

The entrance to Xuanqing Temple.

Less than twenty years had passed since the place was peaceful. The "Xuanqing Temple" gate, which was a sacred place of immortals when Song Qingming and the others arrived, was now a pile of rocks and had once again become a ruin.

Not far behind the mountain gate, countless disciples of the Xuanqing Temple were fighting against a continuous stream of enemy cultivators.

The sounds of shouts and battle cries from both sides were incessant, and occasionally, one could hear a series of shrill screams.

At the forefront of the battlefield, thousands of disciples of the Xuanqing Temple were working together to cast spells and control a large array to fight against a giant white rhinoceros that was over a hundred feet tall.

The aura emanating from this white rhinoceros had reached the mid-level of the fourth rank, indicating that it was a powerful mid-stage Nascent Soul demon emperor.

Facing the level four formation controlled by the "Xuanqing Temple", they continued to charge forward with all their might. Almost every time they impacted the formation, a large number of cultivators on the other side were killed or injured.

On the back of that giant rhinoceros, there were more than twenty cultivators from the Xuanqing Temple who were fighting a short old man in a formation, desperately trying to delay his advance.

The short old man raised a green light shield with his palm. Facing the attack of more than a dozen people, he was not afraid at all and his face was full of disdain.

"Heh! You people think you can block my way? You're really overestimating yourselves."

As he spoke, the short old man in the light barrier gently waved his green bamboo cane, and several beams of green sword light shot directly into the air not far away.

Faced with this attack, everyone hurriedly stopped their attack and cast spells to defend, but two people were still unable to defend in time and were directly pierced through by the cyan sword light.

"Junior Brother Chen, Junior Sister Liu."

Seeing the two people beside them fall from mid-air, the other Xuanqing Temple cultivators who had escaped the disaster nearby immediately showed a look of sorrow.

Even though they knew that the other party was powerful and not someone they could easily defeat, the others did not back down out of fear. Their eyes were filled with rage at the enemy.

".."

Compared to the cultivators on their side who were constantly falling on the battlefield below, the Nascent Soul cultivators of the "Xuanqing Temple" side, including Lin Tianrong, were also in a rather difficult situation high above the battlefield.

Because Song Qingming and the others were all trapped by Li Jinyue in the cave where the intercontinental "teleportation array" was located.

At this moment, there are only nine Nascent Soul cultivators on the battlefield, including the three who came to support from the Xuanqing Temple and Lin Tianrong's side.

Their opponents, the "Qingyuan Sect" cultivator alliance, have found many Nascent Soul stage experts to help them this time, compared to when they attacked more than ten years ago.

There were as many as sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators on the battlefield, and a Nascent Soul-stage spirit beast was helping to restrain them, which had already firmly suppressed Lin Tianrong and his group.

On the Xuanqing Temple side, Lin Tianrong, the person with the highest cultivation level on the field, is currently trapped in a square magic array by the combined spells of four Nascent Soul cultivators from his opponents.

The four people who besieged Lin Tianrong were all cultivators with cultivation levels above the mid-Nascent Soul stage, each holding a powerful array formed by array flags.

Even though Lin Tianrong had the cultivation of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, he was unable to escape the formation in front of him for the time being.

On the other side, the Grand Elder Xuan Ku Zhenren of the "Xuanqing Temple," who was in the late Nascent Soul stage, was also besieged by two enemy cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage and was being suppressed by them.

The remaining seven people, including Yang Lingkong, were all at the early or middle Nascent Soul stage, and none of them had particularly outstanding supernatural powers or magic abilities.

Facing the combined attack of eleven Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qingyuan Sect, plus a Nascent Soul-level spirit beast, they were already being forced to retreat repeatedly and were suffering greatly.

Although the Xuanqing Temple had already sent out requests for help to other sects in the surrounding area when it was attacked.

However, if they want reinforcements to arrive, they will have to hold out for at least half a day.

However, the opponent's strength was simply too great, and Song Qingming and others had not yet come to help, which made Lin Tianrong and the others on the battlefield look increasingly ugly.

Faced with the combined attack of two opponents of the same level, Yang Lingkong was forced to send a telepathic message to the person beside him:

"Fellow Daoist Jin, didn't you send someone to inform Junior Sister Yu and the others? Why haven't they come yet? Could something have happened at the teleportation array?"
"We are currently weak, and if Junior Sister Yu and the others don't come to help, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold out for much longer."

“Brother Yang, I did send my junior nephew Lin to inform Senior Brother Chen and the others, and I even used the sect's rescue talisman, but I haven't heard back any news yet.”

With Senior Brother Chen and his group of Nascent Soul cultivators on the other side of the teleportation array, there shouldn't be any problems. I don't know where things went wrong.

The Jin-surnamed cultivator who answered Yang Lingkong also looked like he was being attacked by multiple people, and even his voice transmission was intermittent at this moment.

Faced with Yang Lingkong's constant complaints, he was extremely anxious, but there was nothing he could do.

Meanwhile, the Qingyuan Sect cultivators, seeing the anxiety on Yang Lingkong and the others' faces, were delighted and intensified their attack on them.

Compared to Yang Lingkong and his group, these people naturally already knew what would happen on the other side of the "teleportation array".

Regardless of the battle between Nascent Soul cultivators above or the fierce battle at the mountain gate below, "Xuanqing Temple" has been firmly suppressed by them, and it will probably be able to take over the other side's mountain gate soon.

Thinking that they would soon be completing their mission, they couldn't help but feel excited, and they were already calculating what benefits they would receive next.

Just as everyone was fighting fiercely, several streaks of light suddenly flew from the distant horizon behind them, heading straight for the battlefield where Yang Lingkong and the others were.

With just one glance, the people fighting on the battlefield realized that the approaching beings were Nascent Soul cultivators, and there were far more than one of them.

"It's...it looks like Junior Sister Yu and the others have arrived!"

As the light drew nearer, Yang Lingkong recognized a familiar figure among the people and shouted with delight.

Another cultivator surnamed Jin from the Xuanqing Temple also recognized the person and quickly breathed a sigh of relief, replying, "It's Senior Brother Chen and the others. They're finally saved."

Compared to Yang Lingkong and his group, who had turned their worries into joy, the many Qingyuan Sect cultivators on the battlefield suddenly looked puzzled and somewhat confused.

Among those besieging "Xuan Ku Dao Ren," a masked, purple-robed late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator hurriedly transmitted his voice to Yi Yunlong, the Grand Elder of the "Qing Yuan Sect" who had organized the operation.

"Fellow Daoist Yi, didn't you say you had already held off their other Nascent Soul cultivators? What happened? Did the person you sent fail?"

Like the purple-robed cultivator beside him, Yi Yunlong was also extremely surprised, somewhat unable to believe the scene before him.

In order to plan today's battle, he had already made arrangements more than a decade ago, which enabled Li Jinyue to successfully infiltrate the "Xuanqing Temple".

I never imagined that after planning for so long, I would still fail in the end.

Faced with his companion's questioning, Yi Yunlong, though puzzled, could only bite the bullet and say, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, I don't know what happened either."

Now that things have come to this, success or failure hinges on this battle. Since we have already paid such a high price, fellow Daoist, there's no need to think too much about it.

Please help me stop them, fellow Daoist. I'll handle Master Xuanku by myself!
"As long as we can capture Xuanqing Temple, we will certainly not treat you unfairly."

Faced with the other party's suggestion, the purple-robed cultivator thought for a moment but didn't say much. He then flashed away from the battlefield and took the initiative to meet the approaching person.

At this moment, Yu Ning, Song Qingming, "Qingping Laodao" and the other seven people were about to arrive at the battlefield and soon encountered a purple light.

"Everyone be careful! This is a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator! He possesses a very powerful fire-attribute magic weapon. Please try your best not to get trapped by him."

Sensing the powerful pressure emanating from the purple light, the elderly man surnamed Chen, who was at the front, instantly recognized his opponent and hurriedly shouted a warning to everyone.

Although everyone present was at the Nascent Soul stage, few had actually fought against a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and their expressions turned somewhat solemn.

Before everyone could even catch their breath, a three-inch-long golden bowl flew out from the purple light, and then, with a flash of spiritual light, it spewed out countless flames.

The flames gathered in mid-air and then transformed into more than a dozen fire dragons that surrounded the group.

As soon as the opponent cast the spell, Elder Chen of the Xuanqing Temple, who already knew about it, immediately produced a blue flying sword magic weapon.

The flying sword flashed in mid-air and shot out a huge water column more than ten feet wide, instantly extinguishing the three fire dragons beside it.

Seeing that the fire dragon was countered by water-attribute techniques, the others immediately took action and used their own supernatural abilities to help deal with the attacking fire dragon.

Because Song Qingming did not have a water elemental root in his body, he had not cultivated many powerful water-attribute divine abilities. He could only cast a spell to throw out a high-level water-attribute talisman.

Although the purple-robed cultivator had the cultivation level of the late Nascent Soul stage, it was still difficult for him to trap the seven Nascent Soul cultivators under Song Qingming's spell.

Before long, most of the fire dragons he had summoned were extinguished, and Song Qingming and the others took the opportunity to break free from the enemy's encirclement.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, Junior Brother Zhou, Fellow Daoist Ma, Fellow Daoist Qingping, and I are more proficient in water-attribute techniques. We can work together to hold this person off. You all hurry and go help Junior Brother Jin and the others!"

Seeing that Yang Lingkong and the others were about to give up, the old man surnamed Chen, who had received their telepathic plea for help, hurriedly sent Yu Ning and Song Qingming to support them, leaving only four cultivators who were proficient in water-attribute supernatural abilities behind.

Although they had so many people, they didn't need to fear their opponent. After all, their opponent was a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and defeating the purple-robed cultivator head-on was no easy task.

Faced with Yang Lingkong's plea for help, the group had no choice but to split up and rescue the other cultivators.

Upon hearing the suggestion from the old man surnamed Chen, Yu Ning, Song Qingming, and the cultivator surnamed Wu did not say much. The three of them quickly crossed the battlefield and arrived beside Yang Lingkong and the others.

Facing an attack from twelve Nascent Soul experts, Yang Lingkong and his companions, consisting of only seven people, had already been driven to the brink of despair and were in a precarious situation.

The arrival of Song Qingming and his two companions relieved much of the pressure on them and stabilized the crisis.

With the arrival of this powerful reinforcement, the battlegrounds in the sky were brought back into balance, and the "Xuanqing Temple" side gradually reversed its previous disadvantage. Seeing that the battle had reached a stalemate and that no one on their side was capable of breaking the deadlock and defeating their opponent, the "Qingyuan Sect" side began to feel anxious.

Yi Yunlong, who was fighting with "Fellow Daoist Xuanku", gritted his teeth and glanced at the battlefield below. He still decisively cast a spell and sent a telepathic message.

Not long after, a huge white rhinoceros flew up from below.

The short, elderly man sitting on the back of the white rhinoceros glanced at the nearby battlefield, his expression changing slightly. He then transmitted his voice to Yi Yunlong:

"Fellow Daoist Yi, I'm about to defeat my opponent. What's going on here? Do you need my help?"

"Fellow Daoist Long, there's no time for explanations now. Please help us quickly, otherwise even if you manage to get in, we'll all be in vain today."

"Rest assured, fellow Daoist, once we take over Xuanqing Temple, you can have priority in choosing anything from the spirit herb garden on the back mountain."

"Well! Since you say so, fellow Daoist, then I will agree to your request. I hope you will not disappoint me after the matter is settled."

Upon hearing what Yi Yunlong said, the short old man nodded slightly and looked at the surrounding battlefields.

However, just as he was about to decide which side to support first, a loud noise suddenly came from the distant battlefield, drawing everyone's attention.

The one who broke the stalemate on the battlefield this time was none other than Lin Tianrong, who had the highest cultivation level on the field.

With his cultivation level of half-step Nascent Soul, he should have had an absolute advantage against four mid-Nascent Soul cultivators.

However, after joining the battle, Lin Tianrong did not expect that he would be targeted by his opponents so early on. As soon as he joined the battle, he was restrained by the opponents' combined use of formations.

However, Lin Tianrong had been a Daoist for many years, and his combat experience was still very sophisticated. After being suppressed by the formation for a long time, he gradually found a way to break the deadlock and broke the great formation that was trapping him.

Having just escaped his predicament, Lin Tianrong, before anyone else could react, immediately unleashed a sword beam that shot towards a yellow-robed man not far in front of him.

The man in the yellow robe was only at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul stage. Facing Lin Tianrong, who had already advanced to the half-step Divine Transformation stage and was wielding a fourth-grade high-quality magic weapon, he did not put up much of a fight.

A flash of blue light appeared, and the man in yellow let out a scream as his lower body and legs were severed by the sword light.

The man in yellow, who had been severely injured by the opponent's attack, looked on with despair as he saw Lin Tianrong's flying sword coming at him again.

The next moment, a white light suddenly appeared above the man in yellow, and a small figure flew out from it, having decisively abandoned his physical body before Lin Tianrong's sword light arrived.

"Fellow Taoists, save me!"

Seeing his physical body shattered by the opponent's sword, the yellow-robed man's "natal nascent soul" hurriedly cried for help and fled towards his other companions.

Fortunately, his companions reacted quickly, and one of them stepped forward to catch his "natal nascent soul".

"Junior Brother Yuan, don't panic, I'm here to help you."

But just as this person caught the other party's "natal nascent soul" and was about to leave, he suddenly felt a very dangerous aura coming from not far in front of him.

Looking up, he saw that Lin Tianrong had once again gathered a white light in his hand not far away. Even though they were more than a hundred feet apart, the power of the light still made him feel a bone-chilling cold.

"Senior Brother Liu, retreat quickly!"

Upon hearing the warning from the yellow-robed man beside him, who also sensed danger, the cultivator surnamed Liu quickly moved away from his spot and prepared to retreat to a distance.

However, by the time he set off, he was already a step too late. A white light suddenly struck from behind, completely enveloping him and the yellow-robed man's nascent souls.

"ah!.."

After two screams, when the white light disappeared, the two figures on the scene had vanished without a trace.

Lin Tianrong, who was not far away in the sky, also looked pale and was standing there breathing heavily. It seemed that the attack had also consumed a lot of his magic power.

"No, retreat quickly!"

The other two people who had come to help were startled when they saw this astonishing scene in the distance. They hurriedly turned around and fled into the distance!

At this moment, their faces were filled with panic, and they had lost all fighting spirit, leaving them only to flee in disarray.

The fact that the two of them managed to escape the battlefield also alerted Nascent Soul cultivators in other areas.

The first to take action was the short, elderly man riding a white rhinoceros.

The moment Lin Tianrong was freed and the yellow-clad man's body was destroyed, he had already slipped away silently while everyone was distracted, making his actions the most decisive.

Secondly, there was the purple-robed man who was entangled with the old man surnamed Chen and his group. He was also hired by the Qingyuan Sect to help them.

Upon realizing the unfavorable situation on the battlefield, he immediately abandoned his opponent and slipped away, quickly shaking off the pursuit of the people around him.

Faced with a purple-robed cultivator whose cultivation had reached the late Nascent Soul stage, the old man surnamed Chen and his companions knew they didn't have the ability to capture their opponent, so they didn't choose to pursue them further.

When the purple-robed man chose to retreat, the group of cultivators who were fighting with Song Qingming knew that the situation was hopeless, and they also chose to retreat in a panic and flee.

Previously, Song Qingming and his group were not at a significant advantage in the battle, and they had few ways to stop the Nascent Soul cultivators who were trying to escape.

Despite their best efforts to catch up, they ultimately only destroyed the physical body of one person and left no one alive.

However, Yi Yunlong, the Grand Elder of Qingyuan Sect who fought against "Xuanku Daoist", was surrounded and seriously injured while covering the retreat of others, and only managed to escape the battlefield.

As for the low-level cultivators of the "Qingyuan Sect" who attacked below, because they received the news of the evacuation in time, most of the cultivators were able to retreat successfully and were not completely wiped out, leaving only thousands of corpses.

".."

After the fight ended, Song Qingming flew back to the back mountain of Xuanqing Temple and saw Huang Siyuan taking refuge in a restricted area.

When Xuanqing Temple was invaded, Huang Siyuan happened to be in one of the alchemy pavilions of Xuanqing Temple, renting their "Earth Fire Chamber" to refine pills.

Upon learning of the unusual situation outside, she hurriedly came out of the "Alchemy Pavilion" and discovered that a great battle had taken place ahead.

Huang Siyuan originally wanted the cultivators from the Xuanqing Temple to take her to find Song Qingming, but because the intercontinental teleportation array involved sect secrets, she did not receive their permission.

Fortunately, knowing that Huang Siyuan was a distinguished guest who had come with Song Qingming to help repair the magic array, the cultivators of "Xuanqing Temple" did not summon her to participate in the battle at the front. Instead, they allowed her to go to the back mountain for refuge with some of the sect's lower-ranking disciples.

Seeing that the person in front of him was safe and sound, Song Qingming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Husband, are you injured?"

Meanwhile, Huang Siyuan noticed that Song Qingming's face was slightly pale, and thought that he might be seriously injured, so she quickly stepped forward and asked him with concern.

Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly waved his hand and replied with a smile, "Don't worry! I'm not injured. I just overused my magic power."

Anyway, I'm glad you're okay.

After a life-or-death struggle with Li Jinyue, and then a fierce battle with the Qingyuan Sect cultivators at the mountain gate, his magical power was almost completely depleted.

However, because he was worried about Huang Siyuan's safety, Song Qingming did not meditate to recover his magical power like the others, but came to find Huang Siyuan first.

After the two met up, they asked each other some questions and learned what had happened between them.

Compared to Huang Siyuan, Song Qingming had just experienced a major battle. After hearing Huang Siyuan recount her story and learning that Li Jinyue was actually the mole, she couldn't help but show a hint of shock on her face.
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Half a month later, in a cave on the back mountain of Xuanqing Temple, Song Qingming, who was cultivating, slowly got up and stood up.

Although he wasn't seriously injured in the previous battle, Song Qingming's spiritual sense was slightly fatigued due to excessive consumption of magical power.

After nearly half a month of gradual adjustment, his face finally looked brand new, and he returned to his normal state.

As soon as he opened the door of his secluded cave and stepped out, he saw Huang Siyuan already standing to the side, holding a bowl of steaming soup in her hand.

"My lord, this is what I just cooked. Please drink it while it's hot!"

Having already smelled the aroma, Song Qingming smiled and nodded, then immediately walked up to Huang Siyuan and took the hot soup from her hands.

After Song Qingming finished his soup, Huang Siyuan smiled and took out a letter from her hand, handing it to him.

"Husband, this was sent by Senior Yu yesterday. He would like to invite you over."

Since you were still in seclusion at the time, I didn't want to disturb you and sent the messenger back first.

"Hmm! She came to see me probably about the teleportation array. I'll go see her later and see if we can resolve this matter soon so we can leave Xuanqing Temple and go to Tianjian Pavilion to find Qingyu."

After receiving the letter, Song Qingming greeted Huang Siyuan beside him and quickly left the cave to the place where Yu Ning lived not far away.

(PS: I never expected this book to have reached a thousand chapters. Today is also Father's Day. Although I am posting this a little late, I still want to congratulate all my fellow readers.)

Wishing everyone a happy holiday and good health.

For those of you who haven't become fathers yet, I wish you all the best in finding your own happiness soon, so we can celebrate the festival together next time! (End of Chapter)