Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Outside the gates of the Qingyun Sect, on a mountain path shrouded in mist, over a hundred scouts were preparing to set off.

They were all handpicked experts from within the sect, skilled in stealth and tracking techniques.

At this moment, everyone had a solemn expression, bearing the heavy responsibility of investigating the secrets of the Eternal Night Heaven.

The leading middle-aged elder's gaze swept over the crowd, and he lowered his voice to give instructions:

"Remember, be extremely careful on this trip! The strength of the Eternal Night Heaven is unpredictable; do not reveal your whereabouts."

"Once you obtain information, report it immediately using a communication talisman. Do not linger in battle!"

"yes!"

The spies responded in unison, then split into dozens of small teams and disappeared in different directions like ghosts.

They thought they were keeping their tracks secret, but little did they know they had already fallen into a trap.

A hundred miles east of Qingyun Mountain, deep in the dense forest.

Dozens of Qingyun Sect spies were crouching low as they moved through, the leading deacon urging them on in a low voice:

"Speed ​​up! We must reach Qingzhou City before sunset and find out where Yongyetian is!"

Before the words were finished, two deep female voices suddenly came from the treetops.

"Sister, a fish has taken the bait. Judging from their clothes, they are from the Qingyun Sect."

Yelü Tabuyan (Qingguo) licked her lips, a hint of excitement flashing in her eyes.

Yelütabuhua (Qingcheng) stretched her limbs and giggled:

"Hehehe, sister, what are we waiting for? Let's send them on their way!"

Before the words were even finished, the two of them pounced down like two gusts of wind.

"Brute force charge!"

The beauty's body swelled up dramatically, moving with the force of a thunderbolt, and she charged directly at the deacon.

"Whirlwind Kick!"

Qingcheng followed closely behind, her legs blurring into afterimages.

Like a whirlwind passing by, the sharp wind swept towards the scouts in the surrounding area.

"not good!"

The deacon's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to unleash his magic weapon, he was struck head-on by the overwhelming power of the alluring woman.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible, and the deacon was sent flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

Blood gushed out, and he died before he could even scream.

Its momentum to overthrow the nation shows no signs of abating, like a human-shaped war chariot.

He rampaged through the spies, breaking the bones of several people in an instant.

Her whirlwind kick was even more cunning and ruthless; every kick landed...

One of the spies must have collapsed to the ground, clutching his wound, his screams echoing throughout the area.

But it was quickly drowned out by an even more violent impact.

In just a short while, the entire scout team was wiped out, with no survivors.

Qingcheng clapped her hands and laughed:

"So easily defeated, how boring."

The beauty wiped the bloodstains from her crutch:

"Sister, let's go and meet up with the others. Let's see if there are any who have slipped through the net."

Meanwhile, in the valley on the southern slope of Qingyun Mountain.

More than ten scouts had just passed through the narrow pass and were preparing to take a short rest.

An invisible shock to the soul suddenly descended like thunder!

"ah--!"

Screams erupted instantly, and the spies' eyes went vacant.

They started slashing at each other with weapons, blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Jingxin Demon stood with his hands behind his back on a giant rock, his eyes as cold as ice.

"Completely lacking any vigilance, yet they dare to act as spies?"

"They're nowhere near as good as me, the Bad Guys."

He scoffed lightly, turned, and disappeared into the shadows.

The mountain road on the west side.

Jing Ke looked at the few scouts fleeing in panic ahead and gently shook his head.

He moved with lightning speed, chasing after them like a ghost, his dagger flashing coldly.

"You think you can run away now that I've got my eye on you?"

"Pfft—Pfft—"

With a few soft thuds, the spies collapsed, clutching their necks.

Blood gushed from his neck, and terror lingered in his eyes.

Jing Ke wiped the blood from the tip of his dagger, and with a flash, disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Barren mountains to the north.

Gao Jianli stood atop a giant rock, his long sword trembling slightly, emitting a clear and melodious sound.

His gaze swept over the dozens of spies hidden below, and without any extra movements, he simply swung his sword.

In an instant, dozens of sharp sword energies burst forth, covering the entire desolate mountain like a large net.

"Pfft—Pfft—"

The spies hidden behind rocks and in the bushes were all pierced through the forehead by the sword energy.

Without even a struggle, it collapsed and died.

Gao Jianli sheathed his sword, turned and left, leaving behind only corpses scattered on the ground and the desolate mountain wind.

Half an hour later, the more than one hundred scouts sent by the Qingyun Sect were all wiped out, with no survivors.

Above the clouds, Yuan Tiangang stood with his hands behind his back, his divine sense sweeping across the battlefield below, and spoke calmly:

"Pass down the order to throw all the corpses of these spies in front of the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate."

He paused, his tone icy:

"After that, everyone guarded the area around Qingyun Mountain."

"Remember, anyone from the Qingyun Sect who steps outside the sect gates will be killed without exception!"

"yes!"

From the shadows of the dense forest below came the unison of countless ruffians.

The voice was hidden in the wind, devoid of any human warmth, yet it carried a chilling coldness.

Thus began a blockade and hunt targeting the Qingyun Sect.

Outside the Qingyun Sect's mountain gate, the disciple responsible for guarding the gate suddenly noticed a strange movement coming from below the mountain.

They peered out and were instantly terrified.

More than a hundred corpses were piled up at the foot of the mountain like garbage; they were the scouts who had set off not long ago!

"No...no, no!"

A disciple, his voice trembling, scrambled up the mountain.

The news spread like wildfire, quickly reaching the sect leader's main hall.

"What?! All the spies...are dead?"

Xuanxiaozi suddenly stood up, his face ashen, his hands clenched into fists.

"Eternal Night Heaven... How dare they do this!"

Jian Xiaotian sat upright to the side. He had been resting with his eyes closed, but he suddenly opened them, his eyes flashing with a cold light.

His divine sense swept out instantly, covering a radius of a thousand miles around Qingyun Mountain.

The next moment, Jian Xiaotian's face turned completely grim, and the sword energy around him surged wildly.

The entire Qingyun Mountain was trembling slightly, as if it might erupt at any moment.

"What a magnificent eternal night!"

He gritted his teeth, his voice filled with suppressed rage.

"How dare they surround my Qingyun Sect!"

He clearly sensed that outside of Qingyun Mountain,

There were several powerful auras of celestial beings, and two auras of terrestrial immortals.

Like several towering mountains, they firmly locked down the Qingyun Sect.

Upon hearing this, Xuanxiaozi panicked immediately:

"Wh...what? Ancestor, do you mean that Eternal Night Heaven has already attacked?"

"What's the panic!"

Jian Xiaotian roared and glared at him.

"Look at you, where is the composure of a sect leader?"

"Although they surrounded the mountain, they did not immediately launch a full-scale attack, which was obviously a test or something they were waiting for."

Despite this, Jian Xiaotian's heart grew heavier.

Yongye Tian's style of doing things was even more ruthless and decisive than he had imagined.

First, destroy all the strongholds, then kill all the spies.

Now they are directly surrounding the mountain, pressing forward step by step, giving the Qingyun Sect no chance to breathe.

"Ancestor, what should we do now?"

Xuanxiaozi composed himself and quickly asked.

Jian Xiaotian took a deep breath, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes, his voice icy:

"Pass on my order: activate the mountain-protecting formation!"

"Furthermore, summon all elders and disciples to prepare for battle!"

"My Qingyun Sect has a thousand-year history; we are not pushovers!"

Although Xuanxiaozi was afraid, seeing his ancestor's resolute attitude, he could only bite the bullet and reply:

"Yes! This disciple will go and gather the disciples immediately!"

Jian Xiaotian walked outside the hall and looked towards the mountain gate.

A murderous intent surged in his eyes, then he enveloped his voice with spiritual power and spoke:

"Eternal Night Heaven, do you really think you can intimidate my Azure Cloud Sect with such paltry tricks?"

"Today, I will show you that my sword, Jian Xiaotian's sword, is not to be trifled with!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly raised his hand, and a sword aura of extreme refinement shot into the sky.

It tore through the clouds, emitting a deafening roar that echoed throughout the entire Eastern Region.

This sword energy was both a show of force and a declaration of war.

In a certain void, Dugu Qiubai sensed this sword energy, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his lips:

"I'd like to see which sword is superior, yours or mine."

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