Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 846: The Secret Attack on Chencang Failed

The evening wind howled, blowing away the haze.

Before long, Chun Yangtian and his group arrived in front of the magic formation.

Unlike the demon cultivators in Ziji Sect, there are only four Nascent Soul demon cultivators here.

The only person on the list was Xi Chenghe, who ranked 29th on the Taixuan list, almost the same as Yang Cheng. The two had fought several times, with both winning and losing.

As for the remaining three, they are far behind and not a cause for concern.

If these visible enemies were the only obstacles, Yang Cheng and the others would still be quite confident of victory.

But the current situation is unclear, and no one dares to predict the outcome...

"Brother Yang, the demon cultivators are hiding out, so there's no guarantee they won't have other plans. Do you think we should test them first?"

A long-faced Taoist asked cautiously.

Yang Cheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and after glancing obscurely at the distant void, he said in a serious tone: "Now is not an ordinary time, there is no time to linger here. Since Brother Chen is backing us up, even if Han Cang has set a trap, we must break through it!"

After saying that, he jumped up, turned into a golden light and flew into the sky, then circled around the magic formation. Countless spiritual energy gathered behind him, like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea, and transformed into a big sun.

The next moment, he flipped his hand, and endless spiritual energy surged out. The sun fell in an instant and smashed into the magic formation.

But in a moment, the rolling devilish breath and turbid air sizzled, and smoke rose into the sky. The magic formation rumbled and trembled, almost showing signs of collapse.

Just as the formation was about to be broken, a stream of blood as bright red as the sunset rose into the sky, carrying with it a surging aura and pushing upwards!
"boom!"

But there was a loud bang, and the sun suddenly shone brightly, and it dissipated along with the blood.

Then, from the hazy smoke, a black-robed figure loomed and said with a sinister smile, "Fellow Daoist Yang, are you so anxious?"

However, Yang Cheng realized that the person in front of him was a projection, and his real body was still hidden in the formation, so he didn't want to say more to him. After signaling to his fellow disciples behind him, his eyes suddenly flashed with coldness, and in a flash, he had already rushed into the magic formation.

The remaining Chunyang elders also responded one after another, their magical powers surged, and they used various methods, either following Yang Cheng's steps or finding another way to attack from other places.

In just a short time, the sky was already filled with various inspirations, and the rumbling sound continued, shaking away the silence of the evening...

……

At the junction of the Chunyang and Ziji veins, Yan Xinjue paced back and forth on the flying boat with a gloomy face.

Han Cang had led his team there for a long time, but there was no movement from Chunyangtian, which made him think a lot.

"Could it be that Chunyang Tian has discovered something? Or is Jiang Xiuqi not that simple?"

If the former were the problem, it would be easy to solve. But if it was the latter, then he would have to think carefully about his next move...

Before he could calm down, a beam of light suddenly flew over from the horizon.

"Envoy Yan, Chunyang has made a move. They have already rushed into the formation and are fighting with the envoys at the table!"

Yan Xinjue's eyes suddenly lit up, and he punched his fist and said, "We've been waiting for this moment, let's go..."

He paused for a moment before he finished speaking. After a pause, he frowned and asked, "Why is Chunyangtian making a move now? Is there anything wrong?"

The messenger shook his head and said, "The envoy at the table didn't notice anything wrong. I think it might be because Chunyang Tian had different opinions, so it delayed us a little."

Hearing this, Yan Xinjue nodded slightly, and without hesitation, he took out the talisman and slapped it on his body.

In an instant, a faint spiritual power surrounded his body, and his figure became uncertain.

"Everyone, victory or failure depends on this one move. Please try your best and let's get going."

"Hahaha... Envoy Yan, there's no need to say more. Supreme good fortune is right before our eyes. Even if it weren't for anything else, how could we retreat?"

The remaining three people followed suit, and together with Yan Xinjue, they merged into a faint spiritual light and rushed towards the Pure Yang Demon Cave...

……

In the magic formation, Yang Cheng and others were fighting fiercely with the demon cultivators. Every move and every action they made was filled with a powerful aura that changed the color of the sky and the earth.

High in the sky, Chen Mu and Tao Xianxu lowered their eyes, watching the battle while also paying attention to the movements around them.

Half an hour later, the magic formation below was still in a stalemate. Judging from the situation, it seemed that it would take at least another hour or two to determine the winner.

And Han Cang and others still haven't shown up...

Tao Xianxu frowned secretly, feeling a little self-doubtful, and thought to himself: "Could it be that I am overthinking it? Han Cang and the others didn't come?"

If it were in the past, his patience would not be so poor, but it is different now. The magic cave will solidify in a while. For the sake of safety, he can't delay the suppression until the last moment, right?

If we were to arrive just a little earlier, there wouldn't be much time left. If we continued to waste time, the situation would inevitably fall into a passive position...

His heart moved slightly, and he whispered to Chen Mu, "Brother Chen, why don't you and I take action to help Fellow Yang and the others quickly resolve the current battle. That way, even if Han Cang shows up later, we can stop him and he won't be unable to suppress him."

Chen Mu's mind raced, thinking that what the other party said made sense.

Unable to wait any longer, they decisively changed their minds. They couldn't just scare each other if Han Cang didn't show up for a while, so they had to hide.

"Well, if the enemy comes, we will fight him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth..."

As he spoke, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then turned to a distant place in the sky.

Tao Xianxu was a little slow to react, but he knitted his brows together, glanced over, and asked in surprise, "Brother Chen, this is..."

According to their spiritual sense, there was a faint spiritual light flying through the air.

However, the spiritual light was so weak that it was almost negligible. If the two of them had not been prepared, it would not have been easy to discover it.

But that was exactly the case, and the two of them breathed a deep breath.

Anxiety comes from the unknown, but now that they understand, they feel relieved.

"So you want to sneak into Chencang..."

Chen Mu smiled coldly, nodded to Tao Xianxu, waved his sleeves, and his whole figure flashed out.

Yan Xinjue and the other three were rushing forward cautiously when they suddenly saw a flash of golden light in front of them. Then, the spiritual power of heaven and earth suddenly stopped, and a pale golden curtain, which was not real or fake, covered them.

Yan Xinjue's heart skipped a beat, and he felt something was wrong. Without even thinking, he shouted to the people behind him, "Quickly escape before the magic is completed..."

He was the first to transform into a stream of light and soar into the sky, but he was still a step too late.

"clang!"

When it came into contact with the pale golden curtain, a sound of metal clashing was heard.

"Envoy Yan!"

The other three demon cultivators also encountered obstacles. After they joined Yan Xinjue, their expressions changed and they shouted loudly, "Who is trying to disrupt my whereabouts?!"

Looking at the familiar golden color, Yan Xinjue's heart sank. He frowned and stared forward.

The clouds in the sky dispersed to both sides, and a familiar figure appeared.

"Chen...Chen Mu!"

Except for Yan Xinjue, the pupils of the other three people all shrank, and they froze in place, muttering, "How could it come so quickly?"

It's not that they didn't think about Chen Mu coming, but they thought that by the time Chen Mu arrived, they would have already captured the magic cave and set up many magic arrays around it, which would be enough to support it until the magic cave solidified.

But who would have thought that before they could even sneak in, they were stopped by the other party...

"Whoosh~" A gust of cold wind blew, and Tao Xianxu also appeared.

The four people's already gloomy faces looked even worse.

If it was just Chen Mu, they would still have some intention of competing, but with the addition of Tao Xianxu, they would have no intention at all.

Yan Xinjue didn't hesitate, he took out a token in his hand and squeezed it hard!
Almost at the same time, in front of the Purple Demon Cave, hundreds of thousands of miles away.

Han Cang frowned, took out the rapidly flashing talisman from his sleeve, took a look at it, and immediately said to the red-shirted figure beside him:

"Envoy Luo, something has happened to Chunyang. I think it's the Black and White reinforcements that have arrived. Please hand over the magic array to them and then follow me."

The red-shirted demon cultivator was startled and said, "Since the chief envoy has already gone, why should I, Luo, go to such great lengths?"

In his opinion, Ming Chenzi must be enjoying the blessing of the spiritual cave at this time and would never appear here.

Apart from Ming Chenzi, who else in the world can be a match for the Chief Envoy?

However, he had not witnessed the fight between Chen Mu and Han Cang, and he believed that no matter how famous he was, he was still inferior to Han Cang.

Han Cang had no time to explain to him, so he just said in a deep voice, "No need to ask any more questions, just do as I say."

After he finished speaking, he stepped forward and flew away. In a flash, he rushed towards Chunyangtian.

The red-shirted demon cultivator was feeling uneasy, but he didn't dare show it. He had no choice but to hand over the magic array talisman as he was told, and then followed closely behind...

……

Yan Xinjue passed the message here, and Chen Mu and the others were both very sensitive and naturally noticed it.

And they also knew who this message was passed on to.

"Han Cang may arrive at any time. We need to take advantage of this opportunity to deal with the people in front of us." Tao Xianxu said in a voice transmission.

Chen Mu nodded and replied, "That's exactly what I meant."

As soon as he finished speaking, his magical power surged, and a torrent of water suddenly appeared under his feet and rushed forward like a wave.

Yan Xinjue and the other man in the black robe were caught off guard and immediately lost their balance and fell in.

Fortunately, the two of them were not ordinary people, and they managed to break free from the absorption of the water light.

"Envoy Yan, let's join forces to deal with him!"

The man in the black robe shouted loudly and spit out a ball of surging black mist from his mouth. It spread out quickly, bringing with it a sense of deathly silence. Wherever it passed, even the sky lost its color.

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged. He waved his sleeves and several layers of green whirlwind flew out, entangled with the black fog.

Even if it cannot be dispelled, it can prevent you from getting close to suffering.

Yan Xinjue seized the opportunity, flipped his palm, and his right arm was instantly covered with lines. Then the sun and moon disappeared, and countless evil spirits poured out from it.

As early as when he was in Penglai Immortal Palace, Chen Mu had already witnessed his methods, so he was not surprised.

Before the evil spirit approached, a bright light of a lamp suddenly lit up in the dark sky.

In an instant, millions of evil spirits dissipated like snow encountering the scorching sun, and the rolling soul energy rose into the sky with an overwhelming momentum, which was extremely grand.

A hint of surprise flashed in Yan Xinjue's eyes. He didn't expect that Chen Mu had such Buddhist methods.

He originally wanted to use this to force Chen Mu to use his thunder magic, but now it seems that there is no hope.

He suffered a setback, so the man in the white robe had to grit his teeth and fight on.

He took out a jade pot from his sleeve, opened the lid, and shook it towards the sky. Then a wisp of red smoke came out from inside.

When it reached the sky, he blew gently towards the mouth of the pot, and the black mist merged into it, revealing thousands of blood souls.

He raised his hand and a gust of wind came, sending all of it to Chen Mu's side.

These blood and souls were refined by sacrificing the essence and blood of others, rather than by his own essence and blood.

The power of the blood and soul refined in this way is certainly not as great as the latter, but it is simple and does not require him to take up too much energy and time.

However, he knew in his heart that these blood and souls alone could not stop Chen Mu. He took them out at this moment not to defeat the enemy, but just hoped to delay Chen Mu for a while, which would be enough.

However, in the face of absolute strength, things always go against one's wishes.

Chen Mu made hand gestures with one hand and muttered something.

The next moment, a divine will rushed into the sky, and the Liu Ding Jie'e Sword condensed into a circle, flying across the sky like a wheel, and suddenly rushed to the front of the blood soul.

“Puff, puff, puff, puff!”

The sword was sharp, bringing up a bloody rain all over the sky.

Ten thousand blood and souls are no match for the Liu Ding Jie'e Sword!
The man in the black robe was horrified and did not dare to put his life on Yan Xinjue's shoulders. He hurriedly used his magic power to withdraw and hide for the time being.

But he was already trapped in the technique of trapping the sky and locking the earth. Even if he wanted to hide, where could he hide?
The sword wheel quickly caught up, easily broke through the man's protective light, and passed by.

The man in the black robe staggered suddenly and fell from the clouds. If you look closely, you can see that his eyes are unfocused and he has lost his mind. Even his Nascent Soul couldn't escape.

And this is the real power of the "Six Ding Jie E's Sword"!

"Whoosh whoosh..."

The sword wheels dispersed, and the Six Ding Jie'e Swords disappeared into the sky one after another.

Chen Mu nodded secretly in his heart, and his understanding of this Taoism became deeper.

Seeing this scene, Yan Xinjue was stunned and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

The man in the black robe was not much different from him, and he died in an instant. If he said that he was not upset, he would be lying.

His eyes flickered constantly, and after trying his best to calm himself down, he glanced sideways at another battle scene. Seeing that the other battle scene was also preoccupied with itself, he couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Before he could think of a solution, Chen Mu smiled faintly and stretched out his hand. Suddenly, wind and clouds surged in front of him, and a giant hand holding up the sky condensed, grabbing towards the other party as if blocking out the sun and the sky.

Yan Xinjue realized that he couldn't avoid it, so he made up his mind and bravely faced it.

His body was surrounded by blood and yellow smoke, which spread out for more than a thousand feet.

But even so, under the tremendous force, the void trembled, not to mention the blood and yellow smoke.

Almost instantly, the smoke followed the force, but was blown away by the sound of wind and thunder.

Yan Xinjue was like a kite with a broken string, flying up and down.

Even though he managed to stabilize his body, his face was pale, he was panting, and trembling all over like a seriously ill person. Even the protective aura was flickering, which showed that his magic power was too much and he was at the end of his strength.

"Wow……"

He opened his mouth and spat out a ball of blood. He wiped it casually and forced himself to look up at Chen Mu.

He was originally disheartened, but after seeing Chen Mu's expression at this moment, he felt a glimmer of hope.

"Han Shoushi!"

His heart trembled, and a figure wearing a bamboo crown and cloth cloak suddenly appeared in his eyes...

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(End of this chapter)