Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Upon hearing this, Feng Yuehua nodded.

His cloudy gaze also fell on the young disciples on the field, his tone tinged with emotion:

"Alas! We old folks are getting old after all. The future of the sect will depend entirely on these youngsters."

"I only hope that they can seize the opportunities of this great era, grow up quickly, and take over from us in the future to protect the Wind and Thunder Pavilion."

Husserl patted his chest, his voice quite loud:

"Elder Feng, please rest assured! Not to mention the other ordinary disciples, even the young master and our personal disciples are all of superior talent."

"I believe they will definitely make a name for themselves in this world!"

"I hope so."

Feng Yuehua nodded slightly, then, as if remembering something, turned to look at Lei Jinghong and asked,

"By the way, Pavilion Master, the Young Pavilion Master has been with the Young Master of the Netherworld Palace for some time now."

"The two children are deeply in love; shouldn't their marriage be put on the agenda, Your Highness?"

Lei Jinghong put down his teacup, a gentle smile appearing on his face, and stroked his beard as he said:

"It's indeed time to make arrangements. After the sect competition ends, I will personally send someone to the Netherworld Palace to inquire and set a date for this wedding as soon as possible."

Husserl picked up his glass, took a swig, wiped his mouth, and chuckled:

"Once the young master gets married, our Fenglei Pavilion and the Netherworld Palace will truly be bound together. Then let's see who dares to look down on our Fenglei Pavilion."

Lei Jinghong, Feng Yuehua, and Hao Hailei nodded with smiles, as they were thinking the same thing.

Just then...

Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, the oppressive aura of two terrestrial immortals descended, like two massive mountains crashing into the sky above the plaza.

Before the disciples in the square could react, they were forced to the ground.

The cheers instantly turned into screams, and the crowd collapsed in droves like harvested wheat.

Those with lower cultivation levels bled from all seven orifices and died on the spot.

Lei Jinghong's expression changed drastically. He stood up abruptly, and the teacup on the table fell to the ground and shattered into several pieces.

He shouted sternly, "Quickly! Activate the sect's protective formation!"

Hao Hailei, Feng Yuehua, and Hou Sailei, who were standing beside him, did not dare to delay and attacked at the same time, pouring their spiritual power into the underground array patterns.

hum!

A pale purple lightning barrier quickly rose up, enveloping the entire main peak, thus isolating the terrifying pressure from the outside.

The people who had been lying on the ground finally caught their breath and struggled to get up, their faces filled with terror.

The void outside the barrier cracked open with a "crack".

The Evil Emperor and Xiong Ba walked out, followed by Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen.

Lei Jinghong flew into the air and, seeing the unfathomable aura emanating from the two, felt her heart sink. She quickly cupped her hands in greeting.

"May I ask which fellow Daoist has graced my Wind and Thunder Pavilion with their presence? Please enlighten me!"

Xiong Ba stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at him, his tone as indifferent as if he were talking about something trivial:

"The Underworld, the Five Ghost Emperors, have come to send your Wind and Thunder Pavilion on its way!"

"The underworld?!"

Lei Jinghong's pupils shrank suddenly, his face filled with disbelief.

Isn't that the force that the Left Protector and the Supreme Elder were planning to destroy?

How come they've come to fight on our own doorstep?

He suppressed his surprise and forced a smile:

"So you're a fellow Daoist from the Underworld!"

"Our Fenglei Pavilion has no grudge against your family, so why would you resort to such a cruel act?"

"No enmity whatsoever?" Xiong Ba scoffed, his eyes growing even colder.

"You must know what your sect's Supreme Elder is doing after leaving with the Left Protector of the Netherworld Palace, right?"

Lei Jinghong was speechless. He knew, of course he knew.

But he didn't expect the news to leak so quickly, and he didn't expect the other party to be even more ruthless, directly raiding his house.

"Fellow Daoist, there's a misunderstanding. I can explain..."

"Enough with the nonsense." Xiong Ba interrupted him, his eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Today, the Wind and Thunder Pavilion shall be destroyed!"

Before he could finish speaking, Xiong Ba raised his hand and struck out with a palm:

"Return to Origin Strike!"

A sharp white beam of light crashed into the purple lightning barrier.

"Bang!"

A deafening roar shook the heavens, and the barrier rippled violently, with lightning flashing everywhere.

Lei Jinghong's face turned deathly pale as he roared the order:

"All elders! channel your full spiritual power to stabilize the formation!"

The elders in the square all channeled their spiritual energy, continuously pouring it into the array's core.

However, the barrier was still teetering on the brink of collapse under the impact of the beam of light.

"Snap! Snap!..."

The surface of the barrier cracked open with jagged fissures, which then spread rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the entire protective formation shattered!

"not good!"

Lei Jinghong cried out in surprise, quickly dodging and barely managing to steady herself.

The other elders were directly thrown back by the backlash, spitting out blood.

Lei Jinghong sensed something was wrong and immediately took out a communication jade slip. He activated his spiritual power with his fingertips and roared sharply:

"Supreme Elder! The Wind and Thunder Pavilion has been attacked by the Underworld! Return immediately!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he crushed the jade slip in his hand, then turned to look at the panicked disciples around him, his eyes red as he gave the order:

"Everyone prepare for battle! Fight to the death!"

High in the sky, seeing the barrier shatter, the Evil Emperor and the Overlord no longer hesitated and attacked together, intending to finish the battle quickly.

Xiong Ba's body surged with spiritual energy as he pushed forward with both palms:

"Cloud-Dispelling Palm!"

The clouds and mist condensed into a giant palm print, which, accompanied by a gale, crashed towards Lei Jinghong.

The Evil Emperor conjured a blade of energy from his fingertip, its sharp intent soaring to the heavens, and he roared:

"The blade shatters heaven and earth!"

A jet-black blade of light ripped through the sky, striking Lei Jinghong along with the Cloud Palm.

The two attacks, one from the left and one from the right, blocked all of Lei Jinghong's space to dodge.

Lei Jinghong felt his scalp tingle and the hairs on his body stand on end as he looked at the two attacks that carried an overwhelming force.

He was only at the mid-stage of a terrestrial immortal, and faced with these two attacks, he couldn't even muster the thought of dodging.

"Lightning Shield!"

At the critical moment of life and death, he gritted his teeth and exerted all his life's cultivation.

He erected a thick shield of spiritual energy in front of him, attempting to block this fatal blow.

"Bang!"

The light shield was as thin as paper in the face of the two attacks, and shattered instantly.

"Ah~!"

Lei Jinghong screamed in agony.

His body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string, crashing through several palaces behind the plaza.

Bang!

He eventually crashed into a pile of rubble, which collapsed and buried most of his body.

Xiong Ba glanced at the ruins and shook his head:

"Like a mantis trying to stop a chariot!"

He turned around and waved to Li Maozhen, Li Siyuan, and Zhu Youwen behind him:

"Go! Leave no one alive!"

"yes!"

The three responded, their murderous aura surging as they charged downwards like three death gods.

Li Maozhen flew straight towards the three Celestial Elders who had just gotten up, a cold smile playing on his lips:

"Leave those three to me, you guys deal with the rest of the small fry."

Li Siyuan and Zhu Youwen didn't argue with him; instead, they turned and pounced on the elders and disciples below the Celestial Realm.

The three Celestial Elders exchanged glances as Li Maozhen approached, and then attacked simultaneously.

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