From the fake emperor to the concubine

The head of Tianding Peak wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said, "We must come up with a countermeasure quickly. The demons from outside the domain are cruel by nature. If we don't deal with them well, the Eastern Wasteland will probably become a living hell."

The head of Tianqiong Peak interrupted and said, "Now is not the time to talk about this. Report to the sect master immediately."

The three of them looked at each other, made hand gestures at the same time, and transformed into three streams of light that headed straight for the main peak.

Along the way, we saw that the disciples of each peak had restored order and were sitting cross-legged to regulate their breathing under the guidance of their teacher. The mountain protection formation was fully activated, and sword energy soared into the sky, minimizing the negative impact brought by the eye demon.

The main peak of Xuantian Sword Sect.

Jian Shisan stood with his hands behind his back, his face calm, only the occasional flash of sword light in his eyes showed his fighting spirit: "How is the situation?"

The head of Tianjian Peak stepped forward and said, "Master, the disturbance has basically subsided. But the one in the sky..."

"I have seen it." Jian Shisan raised his head to the sky, his sleeves moving without wind, "Pass the order down, all disciples should be on alert, and not act rashly."

“Master, that Eye Demon seems to be looking for someone.” The master of Tianqiong Peak said hesitantly.

Jian Shisan's eyes were deep: "Is there someone who can make the outer demons go to such great lengths?"

A somewhat familiar name came into Jian Shisan's mind.

After a brief thought, Jian Shisan summoned his flying sword and soared into the sky, leaving only one sentence: "You guys guard the mountain gate tightly, I'll go check the situation."

His green shirt rustled, and his slender figure left a green afterimage in the sunlight. In an instant, it turned into a green stream of light in the sky.

As the leader of the Xuantian Sword Sect, Jian Shisan knows better than anyone what the appearance of the extraterritorial demon means.

A trace of solemnity flashed across his deep eyes, and his right hand unconsciously touched the hilt of the sword at his waist. Even though the Hehuan Sect was a demonic sect, at this moment, he did not care about the distinction between good and evil and rushed to rescue.

This concerns the safety of the entire Eastern Wilderness and cannot afford any mistakes.

The situation in Lihuo Sect is equally urgent.

In the martial arts arena, the disciples were fighting frantically and people were constantly getting injured.

The explosion of Lihuo Sect's skills had a profound impact on the sect's disciples.

Fortunately, they are used to practicing with each other on a daily basis.

Even though he was affected by the Eye Demon, he did not use any magic weapons when taking action.

Even if someone gets injured, they won't lose their lives.

The tall figure of the clan leader Liehuo cast a long shadow in the sun. He stood in the center of the martial arts arena holding up the Lihuo Sword, and the dancing flames on the sword burned and distorted the air.

"open!"

With a light shout, Liehuo swung his sword seemingly casually.

Wherever the sword passed, the air seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistle.

The blazing sword energy swept across the entire place, and all the disciples felt a flash before their eyes, as if an invisible veil was cut open by the sword.

In an instant, the sky returned to its former clarity. The eyes of the disciples who were affected by the Eye Demon gradually cleared up and they looked around blankly.

Some people touched their aching foreheads, while others looked at their companions who were scratched by them, with confusion and guilt written all over their faces.

After realizing what had happened, the disciples knelt down and saluted, with admiration written all over their faces.

There was a fanatical light flashing in the eyes of the young disciples, as if they had seen a god descend to the earth.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Master, you are mighty!"

"As long as the master is here, we have nothing to fear even if it's a demon from outer space." The elderly deacon wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with relief on his face.

They only saw the heroic figure of the sect leader defeating the devil with one sword, but they didn't know the mystery behind it.

The flaming sword was as dazzling as the sun in their eyes.

The elders exchanged meaningful glances. The first elder's white eyebrows trembled slightly, and the second elder's mouth curled up into a bitter smile.

As key figures who had participated in the forging of the Lihuo Sword, they knew better than anyone that the sect leader had not actually drawn the sword just now.

That seemingly majestic swing was nothing more than letting the Lihuo Sword fall naturally due to gravity.

Even so, the power of the Earth-level divine sword is enough to cut off the influence of the extraterritorial demon.

The flames on the sword have a natural restraint on evil spirits.

"Activate the mountain protection formation to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation to rob us."

Liehuo gave the order in a deep voice, and his rough voice echoed in the martial arts arena.

His broad palm carefully grasped the hilt of the sword and put the Lihuo Sword into the Hanyu scabbard.

The moment the sword was sheathed, a thin layer of frost immediately formed on the surface of the sheath.

This magic sword was too powerful. He searched all over the Eastern Wilderness, but finally found this thousand-year-old cold jade that could barely withstand the sword energy in the Nine Nether Abyss near the source of chaos.

Because ordinary scabbards are simply not useful. Even if the scabbard is made of the hardest black iron in the East Desert, it will crack after being used three times at most.

Within five times, it will be shattered by the sword energy of the Lihuo Sword.

The last time the priceless black iron scabbard exploded, the flying fragments left a scar on his hand that has not healed to this day.

"Master, that thing in the sky..." The elder hesitated, pointing his skinny finger at the sky. The huge eye demon was still looming in the clouds, making people shudder.

Liehuo waved his hand and looked into the distance solemnly. Under his thick red eyebrows, his eyes seemed to be able to see through the clouds: "Notify the elders of each peak to be ready to activate the Burning Heaven Demon Extermination Formation at any time."

He paused, and added: "Tell the alchemy room to prepare enough Qingxin Pills. All the Bingxin grass in the medicine garden can be picked and refined into pills for emergency use."

A roar of the mountain protection formation being activated was heard in the distance, and a light red curtain of light slowly rose up, covering the entire Lihuo Sect.

"Don't worry, Sect Master. If anyone wants to take advantage of the chaos to harm our Lihuo Sect, we will definitely not show mercy." The Great Elder's hair and beard stood up, and his skinny hands clenched into fists, with his knuckles making crisp sounds.

"Hmph, even if the Sect Master is not here, the Lihuo Sect is not a place where anyone can act recklessly." The second elder snorted coldly, and the red copper bell hanging around his waist rang automatically without wind, making a crisp warning sound.

"Very good!" Liehuo nodded with satisfaction, a smile appearing on his rough face.

He quickly made hand gestures, and sparks jumping from his fingertips drew mysterious trajectories in the air.

Tweet!
A clear phoenix cry resounded through the sky, and blazing flames erupted from behind the fire.

The dancing tongues of fire intertwined and entangled in the air, soon forming a giant firebird with flames burning all over its body.

The firebird's wingspan was ten feet wide, and each feather was condensed from pure flames, emitting suffocating heat waves.

Liehuo leaped up and sat steadily on the broad back of the firebird, placing the Lihuo sword flat on his legs.

"Let me meet this extraterritorial demon." Liehuo's voice echoed between heaven and earth like thunder: "You dare to come to my Eastern Wilderness to make trouble? It happens that after my Lihuo Sword is refined, there is no enemy heavy enough to sacrifice the sword, so I will use his blood." The firebird flapped its huge wings lightly twice, bringing up a wave of hot air.

In the blink of an eye, this dazzling fireball shot up into the sky and rushed towards the direction of the extraterritorial demon.

It plunged into the distant clouds, burning a hole that could not be filled for a long time.

At the same time, there was a completely different scene inside Tianyin Pavilion.

A pleasant and melodious music flowed over Tianyin Pavilion like a clear spring.

Those notes materialized into golden runes, interweaving into a web in the void, stubbornly resisting the spiritual invasion of the extraterritorial demons.

At the foot of Tianyin Pavilion, the scene was quite strange. Hundreds of monks lay on the ground in all directions, their faces peaceful, their chests rising and falling evenly, as if they had fallen into a sweet dream.

These people were not attacked by demons from outside the domain, but were affected by the music of Tianyin Pavilion and fell into a deep coma.

Pass through the main gate of Tianyin Pavilion with carved beams and painted buildings and enter the sect.

The most eye-catching thing is the huge white jade stage in the central square. The stage is surrounded by nine phoenix-shaped jade pillars, each of which is inlaid with priceless sound spirit stones.

All the disciples of Tianyin Pavilion sat neatly around the stage, holding various musical instruments in their hands.

Some held guqin, some held jade flutes, and some had large musical instruments such as chimes and drums placed in front of them.

They followed the graceful woman in the center of the stage with full concentration, as she played a mysterious piece of music.

The woman was dressed in a white dress as white as snow, her slender feet tapped in the center of the stage, and every turn she made brought up gusts of fragrant wind.

She has no musical instrument in her hands, but every movement she makes can resonate with heaven and earth and turn into the most moving notes.

Suddenly, a female disciple who was playing the zither turned pale and spat out a mouthful of blood onto the zither in front of her. The bright red blood beads danced on the strings, making a few discordant noises.

Although the senior sister next to her also had a look of pain on her face and beads of sweat on her forehead, she still forced herself to take out a white jade bottle from her arms.

He trembled as he poured out a emerald green pill and carefully fed it into his junior sister's mouth.

"Hold on." The senior sister encouraged softly. Her voice was weak but full of determination.

She did not relax because of this. She immediately picked up the pipa beside her and plucked the strings quickly with her slender fingers.

Every note is precisely integrated into the grand ensemble, contributing to the resistance against the invasion of extraterritorial demons.

The woman in white at the center of the stage seemed to sense something, and her dance suddenly became more intense. She tilted her slender neck back, stretched her arms like a swan spreading its wings, and her toes drew a perfect arc on the stage.

As she moved, a pure sound wave spread out from the center of the stage, injecting new strength into all the disciples.

The person playing the piano woke up soon, with blood still on his pale lips.

She didn't bother to wipe the blood off the strings. She touched the strings with her slender fingers again and continued to play with gritted teeth.

He was unaware that his fingertips were cut by the strings, and let the blood drip onto the paulownia wood body of the instrument, making a subtle, discordant sound.

Every performer could sense that they had reached a critical moment.

Sweat soaked the disciples' clothes. Some of them had arms shaking so much that they could hardly hold their instruments, but they still persisted.

With just one more breath, the influence of the extraterritorial demon can be dispelled. No one would choose to stop at such a critical moment.

On the high platform in the middle of Tianyin Pavilion, the dancing figure's movements became faster and faster. Her jade-like skin and slender waist could be vaguely seen in the fluttering white clothes.

However, her dancing posture did not change due to the faster speed. Instead, it became more and more beautiful and breathtaking.

Every turn carries with it an indescribable charm, and every raise of the hand seems to pluck the strings between heaven and earth.

Until the end, her dancing movements could no longer be seen clearly.

I saw a white shadow spinning rapidly in the center of the stage, as agile and graceful as a mermaid in the deep sea.

The long black hair drew a graceful arc in the air, and the pearls dotted on the ends of the hair emitted a soft glow in the sun.

The disciples of Tianyin Pavilion who were playing around were also playing faster and faster.
The strings vibrated and left afterimages, the air in the flute holes was rapid, and the drum surface was almost broken by the beating. Everyone's face turned red, veins on their foreheads bulged, and they took their last breath.

Zhengzhengzheng!
All the instruments emitted a final syllable at the same time, like a shout, rocks exploded, and buildings collapsed.

The sound was like the cry of tens of millions of phoenixes, or like thunder exploding in the sky.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away and the sun shone on the earth again.

The mist between heaven and earth dissipated, and the sky cleared up after the rain. The whole world seemed to be reborn.

The disciples collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath, their faces filled with the joy of victory.

"You did a great job." The figure on the stage finally stopped dancing, and the voice was soft and carried an alluring breath.

She gently wiped the sweat from her forehead, and this simple action carried an indescribable charm.

Many men would probably lose control just by hearing this sound.

That voice is like the mellowest wine, making people feel tipsy.

Looking at this woman's appearance, it is even more amazing.

Her facial features are not that stunning. Her almond eyes are not the biggest, her nose is not the straightest, and her lips are not the brightest. But when you combine her facial features together, she gives people a bright and elegant feeling.

No matter what the identity of this woman is.

Everyone who sees her for the first time will think that she is definitely a noble lady.

There is a scholarly air in her every move, and a hint of innocence in her eyes.

If she had not appeared in Tianyin Pavilion and was able to lead the elders and disciples of Tianyin Pavilion, Feng Xiqing, the Saintess of Tianyin Pavilion, would also be humble and respectful in front of her.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that this woman who looked like a weak lady from a noble family was actually Qiu Miaoyin, the leader of Tianyin Pavilion, one of the three major demon sects in the East Desert.

"Master, those injured disciples are now fine after treatment." Feng Xiqing walked over quickly and saluted respectfully.

She deliberately kept a distance of three steps from Qiu Miaoyin, not daring to cross the line even a little.

"The extraterritorial demons are not targeting us, so it is not too difficult to eliminate the influence of the demons." She continued to report, her voice soft but clear.

“Even though some of you are greatly affected, as long as we play a Heavenly Demon Dance together in the future, we will be able to eliminate all the influence of the Heavenly Demon from outside the domain.”

Feng Xiqing secretly raised her eyes to observe her master's reaction.

Qiu Miaoyin's red lips, emitting a charming luster, slightly raised: "Very good, you did a good job."

Qiu Miaoyin raised her head and her eyes fell on the Eye Demon hidden in the dark clouds in the distance.

Her eyes suddenly became as sharp as a sword, completely different from the gentleness just now: "Qingqing, I will now hand over all the affairs of the Hehuan Sect to you." (End of this chapter)