I'll make you the furnace and the cauldron, so you can refine Yin and Yang and prove the Great

The moment the snail's chirp rang out, Yin Yue's fingertips, which were probing into her heart, suddenly froze.

The spiritual power injected into the Moon-Piercing Scale abruptly stopped at the very last inch.

"Waaah—"

The second sound followed immediately, clearer and longer than the first, like layers of sea breeze spreading across the boundless sea.

Yin Yue's breathing faltered. She looked up at Li Hanshan.

"Waaah—"

Third tone.

Three rings. On the other end of the silver bell's call, it was done.

Li Hanshan's eyes lit up in that instant, like two flames ignited. He grabbed Yin Yue's hand from his chest, his voice low and rapid: "Now."

"Xiao An!" This voice came from the depths of the soul!

"What's that sound!" The Grand Elder finally realized something was wrong. He blurred into a streak of blood and rushed straight towards the entrance of the cave.

Inside the cave.

A wisp of dark blue light drifted out, condensing into a slender figure of a young girl in mid-air. Xiao An, barefoot, hovered above the array's core, her dark green eyes sweeping over the twelve array artifacts that lit up in sequence. Without any hesitation, she suddenly pressed her hands down.

"open."

"boom--"

The twelve array artifacts simultaneously ignited, and silvery-white beams of light shot skyward from the center of the array's core, slamming into the cave's dome. However, instead of shattering the stone walls, they vanished into the void like water seeping into sand. The space in the center of the stone chamber violently twisted, collapsed, and spun, revealing a deep spatial passage that suddenly opened up within the beam of light. From the depths of the passage, a faint, tidal-like rumble could be heard approaching from afar.

Meanwhile, millions of miles away, at the Immortal Alliance headquarters.

The other end of the teleportation array was already packed with people.

It stretches as far as the eye can see.

At the forefront were thirty-six giant warships suspended in mid-air, their hulls covered with offensive array patterns and their cannons menacingly pointed. Behind the warships were densely packed formations of cultivators, one row, ten rows, a hundred rows—elders at the Void Refinement stage floated in mid-air, deities at the Nascent Soul stage stood in formation in front, and disciples at the Nascent Soul and Golden Core stages spread across the entire wilderness like a vast ocean. The spiritual light from their armor and magical artifacts merged into one, like an inverted sea of ​​stars.

Jiang Daoxuan and Su Qingyun stood side by side in front of the altar, with Elder Gong, Elder Bi, and others on either side. Yinling stood at the edge of the altar, her silver-gray eyes fixed on the slightly glowing array platform.

The teleportation array lit up.

One after another, silvery-white lights shone from the array patterns, like sleeping stars opening their eyes one after another. Space began to distort, and the outline of the passage slowly took shape in the center of the light.

A suppressed commotion arose within the vast army ranks. Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the altar, veins bulging on the backs of their hands gripping weapons.

Silver Bell did not turn around.

She took a step forward, and under everyone's gaze, stepped into the newly formed silvery-white light, her clear, cold voice echoing across the surrounding area:

"I'll go first."

She was the one who suggested attacking the Heavenly Demon Sect, so naturally she had to be the first to enter.

The light engulfed the silver-white figure. A few breaths later, a steady, clear echo resounded from the depths of the light—the sound of a silver bell, coming from the other end of the passage:

"The channel is stable. Gentlemen, please proceed."

Jiang Daoxuan and Su Qingyun exchanged a glance and stepped into the light at the same time.

And the Heavenly Demon Sect, in front of the cave.

The Grand Elder's blood-red rainbow had reached the cave entrance, and a withered hand, enveloped in raging demonic flames, reached straight for the towering pillar of light—

"boom!"

A silver-white figure blocked the beam of light.

Yin Yue shattered the three remaining talismans in her arms at the same time. The three-layered silver light barrier exploded in front of her, and two layers were pierced by Mo Yan's palm. The moment the last layer of light barrier shattered, she rushed forward and took the still-forced palm with her shoulder and back.

"puff--"

Blood gushed out, and her body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed heavily against the stone wall at the entrance of the cave. But the moment she landed, her fingers dug into the rubble, and she staggered to her feet, once again standing in front of the pillar of light.

"metropolitan--!"

The Grand Elder, his attack unfinished, roared to the sky. His voice, imbued with the full spiritual power of a peak Void Refinement cultivator, exploded like a crimson thunderbolt, rolling across every inch of land within a thousand miles of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Three breaths.

Only three breaths.

it's dark.

A large, dark golden hand reached out from above the clouds. Without any warning or fanfare, it simply pressed down as easily as brushing away a speck of dust.

"boom--!!!"

The entire mountain, along with its restrictions, caves, stone chambers, spiritual springs, forests, and platforms, turned to dust in an instant. There was no explosion, no fire; the mountain that had stood for hundreds of years seemed to have been wiped from the world by an invisible hand, leaving only the falling stone dust and a dark golden figure slowly closing in the center of the dust.

The power of the Dao is terrifying.

Where the stone dust fell, the silvery-white pillar of light still stood tall. Twelve array artifacts hung in mid-air, and in the center of the pillar of light, the spatial passage was deep and stable, emanating bursts of spiritual energy like a tsunami.

"Look! Father! That's a teleportation array!"

Ye Feiyan was the first to arrive from afar, her bright red palace dress fluttering amidst the swirling stone dust. She pointed at the pillar of light, her voice filled with the ecstatic joy of finally seeing this day, then burst into laughter, a sharp and unrestrained laugh:

"Hahaha... Teleportation array! Father, did you see it? Yin Yue has colluded with the enemy! She tried to lure the traitors of the Immortal Alliance into the heart of our Heavenly Demon Sect! She has betrayed the sect!"

The dark golden figure slowly turned around.

He was a handsome middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, with long, flowing hair and deep, unfathomable eyes. He stood there, not a trace of spiritual energy emanating from him, yet all the demonic energy within a thousand feet radius bowed down, as if a thousand people were paying homage to a king.

Heavenly Demon Sect Master

He stared at the blood-stained, silver-white figure before the pillar of light, the storm surging in his eyes even more terrifying than when he had flattened a mountain peak.

"Moon," his voice was calm, a calmness that sent chills down your spine, "What are you doing?"

Yin Yue slowly raised her head. Her veil had long since shattered, revealing a pale yet beautiful face. She looked at the man she called "father" and suddenly smiled.

That smile was cold, very cold.

"Father," she said, enunciating each word clearly, "what do you think I'm doing?"

Not far away, Li Hanshan, who had been knocked over by the aftershocks and was lying in the rubble, slowly raised his head, supporting himself on the ground.

Father?

The Heavenly Demon Sect Master—a Dao Integration Realm expert—is Yin Yue's father?