Dominating the Otherworld Starting with a Snake

Li Muyan's pupils seemed to be frozen with frost, and the indifference revealed in them penetrated the air and went straight to the person standing not far away.

The corners of her mouth slightly raised, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm, and she slowly opened her lips:

"Junior Sister Miao'er, have you ever thought about this...if I lead this group of people and rush directly towards the Saint King Sect's team, setting off a bloody storm, would you feel a little bit of fear in your heart?"

Li Miaoer's face was as calm as water, and there was no fluctuation in her eyes. She responded softly with a steady tone:

"Sister Mu Yan, I believe you still remember the encounter with the three people just now. Let's not talk about Zhao Qinghe's strength for now, but Ling Jueyan... She is obviously no longer the Wuxia Amon of the past. Her cultivation has leapt to a new level. In my eyes, Ling Jueyan's strength has far surpassed the scope of our knowledge back then!"

Facing this, Li Muyan snorted coldly, but did not waste any more words to refute. Because in that brief encounter, she had clearly sensed that Ling Jueyan's strength was no longer comparable to the past.

Even though she has been practicing hard in seclusion over the years and her strength has improved by leaps and bounds, Ling Jueyan's speed of progress is also frightening.

Li Miaoer's voice gradually became softer, and she continued, her eyes full of anticipation for the future:

"Sister Mu Yan, the overall strength of the team sent by the Saint King Sect this time is incomparable to the previous ones. It may have reached a level that is difficult to guess. Not to mention Zhao Qinghe, a strong man who should have entered the Ascension Fairyland long ago, but has not yet been promoted. The depth hidden behind him is far beyond our previous imagination. I am afraid that we are facing an unprecedented challenge."

After Li Miaoer finished speaking, a solemn atmosphere seemed to permeate the air.

"..." Li Muyan did not continue to talk about this topic, but said lightly, "Zhao Qinghe's strength has surpassed all of us. If we want to defeat her, we need to make a detailed plan."

Li Miaoer heard Senior Sister Mu Yan's affirmation and felt a warm feeling in her heart.

She smiled: "Zhao Qinghe is indeed an opponent we cannot underestimate. Her cultivation and wisdom are both top-notch. However, the Guanghan Competition has always emphasized not only the individual's edge, but also the team's cooperation and tacit understanding.

As long as the disciples of our Longyan Xianzong can think and work together, the combined power will be enough to defeat any powerful enemy that stands in our way!"

For Luo Zhen, Li Miaoer's encouragement may just be wind in his ears, but for most of the young and energetic disciples in the group who are in urgent need of confidence support, it aroused the passion and fighting spirit in their hearts.

"Thinking back to the early days when we set foot in this unknown territory, the raid by a few low-level fairy beasts was just a trivial warm-up for our upcoming journey." Li Miaoer's voice was filled with an unquestionable determination. "Once we leave this area, we will face more complex and varied challenges with a huge disparity in strength. Every inch of land in the Evil Sky Emperor Territory may hide unknown dangers. Therefore, I urge the captains of each team to be vigilant and make sure nothing goes wrong."

Before she finished her words, as if to confirm her words, a sudden attack suddenly came.

The tranquil surface of the earth was suddenly torn apart as if by invisible hands, leaving hideous cracks on the skin of the earth.

Countless vines as sharp as knives and as dark as night suddenly sprang out from these deep cracks. They rushed towards the people from the Longyan Immortal Sect like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.

This sudden change caused those disciples who had not yet fully recovered from the previous discussion or who were still holding on to a glimmer of hope to fall into a brief panic.

However, thanks to Li Miaoer's previous reminder and quick communication among team members, the panic did not last long.

After a moment of astonishment, the disciples of the Longyan Immortal Sect reacted almost instinctively, quickly forming a formation, each performing their duties, and quickly building up an indestructible line of defense, forcibly blocking the overwhelming black vine attack.

The air was filled with surging energy and a slight smell of scorched earth.

As his mind moved, a Yanjun ruler emitting a faint red light suddenly appeared in his hand, like a weapon of a god born out of nothingness.

Now it is easy to use.

"I'm three feet in front of you." Luo Zhen shouted softly. As soon as he finished speaking, his figure suddenly moved like a phantom, and in the blink of an eye he was standing behind the pile of entangled black vines. His speed was so fast that it was astonishing.

Even the other elite disciples in the team were stunned when they saw such skills again.

They can't help but sigh that Confucianism is really against the will of heaven.

"Fire." As his low voice fell, the Yanjun ruler in his hand seemed to respond to the will of its master. The air around the ruler suddenly became hot, and the fire element seemed to be summoned and quickly condensed into a blazing flame, wrapping the entire ruler like a jumping sun, illuminating the surrounding shadows.

Swish——!

With a sound that broke through the air, Luo Zhen tightly grasped the Yanjun ruler in his right hand and swung it horizontally with the force of thunder.

A blazing arc of flame streaked across the night sky, cutting through several huge black vines that suddenly leaped up with incredible precision. The moment these black vines came into contact with the Yan Jun ruler, they were cut in half by the irresistible force, making a dull breaking sound.

Immediately afterwards, the broken black vines did not fall immediately in mid-air, but were instantly engulfed by the raging flames that followed. The flames spread along the huge vines, devouring everything as if they had life.

Under the flames, the black vines let out a series of mournful “woooooo!” sounds. Although they were intelligent, they could not escape the fate of being burned by the fire of rules.

At this moment, even the spiritual black vines realized what a terrifying force they were facing. The other black vines also encountered terrifying counterattacks of varying sizes...