The light of the teleportation array flashed in the void.
Ye Xuan, Shui Lianyan, and Yan Qiyue stepped into the formation, and the light surged, engulfing them.
Space roars in my ears, and time distorts in front of my eyes.
When the light dissipated, the three of them were standing in front of a majestic ancient city.
Ninety-Seventh City.
The city wall is millions of feet high, completely pitch black, with dark golden Formation Pattern flowing on its surface.
Those Formation Pattern are densely packed and stacked on top of each other, forming an unimaginably huge defensive formation.
But at this moment, the formation was full of cracks.
Some cracks are like spider webs, spreading to the entire city wall.
Some cracks are so deep that they almost penetrate the city wall.
The entire formation was crumbling, as if it would collapse at any time.
A dense crowd of figures surged towards the city wall like a tide.
They were dressed in robes of various colors, with mixed auras, and the lowest one was Fourth-Order Quasi Immortal.
There are human forms, animal forms, and strange beings that are half human and half beast.
They attacked the crumbling formation frantically, with magical powers like rain and magic weapons like a tide.
There is only one figure on the city wall.
He White-haired Silver Spear Wielder, dressed in white as snow.
The gun Silver Spear in his hand was covered with cracks and the tip was stained with blood.
He stood there like a lonely peak, facing the raging tide alone.
With one spear thrust out, a dozen quasi-immortals were penetrated!
With one shot, dozens of quasi-immortals were swept away!
With one shot, hundreds of quasi-immortals were shocked into blood mist!
His gun is as fast as lightning!
His gun is as heavy as a mountain!
But his body was also covered with wounds.
His white clothes were already soaked with blood.
His white hair was blowing in the wind.
But he didn't retreat.
He defended the city alone.
Ye Xuan Looking at that figure, his pupils suddenly shrank.
Bai Yujing!
"He's so strong!"
Shui Lianyan stared, looking at the white figure fighting bloody battles on the city wall.
The same is Sixth Stage Quasi-Immortal. This person's combat power is enough to crush any seventh-level!
Because of this, he was able to guard the city alone.
"But I'm afraid he won't be able to hold on for long."
Yan Qiyue frowned.
Those quasi-immortals outside the city are like a steady stream.
There are many Sixth Stage Quasi-Immortal among them, and there are even several more terrifying auras hidden in the darkness in the distance.
They didn't take action, they just waited.
Wait for the white figure to be exhausted, wait for the city to be destroyed.
"Don't worry..."
The voice of Ye Xuan sounded.
"I won't let anything happen to him."
He moved.
Immortal Slaying Sword condensed in the palm of your hand, and Immortal Body Dharma Aspect suddenly manifested!
Nine Emperor Thunders, like nine Chaos Thunder Dragon, surrounding the whole body!
He turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed into the tide!
Cut it out with one sword!
The sword light spread across the sky!
Dozens of quasi-immortals were cut in half!
His sword is faster than Bai Yujing's Spear!
His sword is more ruthless than Bai Yujing's Spear!
Wherever it passes, no quasi-immortal can stop the sword!
Those fourth- and fifth-level quasi-immortals were like ants in front of him!
Those Sixth Stage Quasi-Immortal are just one more sword effort!
On the city wall, Bai Yujing saw the White-clothed Figure crisscrossing in the tide, and laughed loudly!
"Hahaha...Ye Kid, you came at the right time!"
Ye Xuan killed three Sixth Stage Quasi-Immortal with one sword and looked up at him.
"Of course I can't let you fight alone!"
The two of them join forces, one gun and one sword, to fight their way through the tide!
Those quasi-immortals are like chickens and dogs in front of them!
They fell in pieces!
Rivers of blood flowed! Corpses littered the fields!
In the distance, a low horn sounded.
The voice was dull, and the quasi-immortals outside the city receded like the tide.
In an instant, it disappeared into the darkness in the distance.
"Don't chase."
Ye Xuan called to Bai Yujing who was about to chase him out.
"Repair the magic circle first."
Bai Yujing stopped, glanced at him, and then looked at the darkness outside the city.
"Okay."
He put away his gun, turned around and walked towards the city.
Ye Xuan came to the city wall, raised his hand and pressed it on the cracked formation.
Divine Sense is like silk, seeping into those broken Formation Pattern.
Those Formation Pattern manifested, reorganized, and repaired in his sea of consciousness.
Streams of fairy light poured out from his palms and fell on the large formation.
The cracks are healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
In just half a day, the entire formation was repaired as before.
The four of them came to the main hall in the center of the city.
The hall was empty except for a few solitary lamps swaying in the wind.
Ye Xuan and Bai Yujing sit opposite each other, and Shui Lianyan and Yan Qiyue sit aside.
"Why are you here?"
Bai Yujing spoke, his voice hoarse.
His white clothes were stained with blood, and his white hair was stained with dust.
But those star-like eyes were still as bright as before.
"I came here after hearing the news."
Ye Xuan looked at him.
"How long have you been on guard alone?"
"Soon."
Bai Yujing shook his head.
"Only a few months."
several months.
One person defends a city.
Facing a steady stream of enemies, facing enemies several times stronger than yourself.
He did not retreat or escape.
He held on.
"Senior Ye summoned me."
Bai Yujing said.
"Your father is at Ninety-Eighth City."
Ye Xuan Silence.
"How is he?"
Bai Yujing was silent for a moment.
"I don't know."
He shook his head.
"Ninety-Eighth City is the front line of defense. The battle there is more brutal than here. After I came, there was no news about him."
He paused.
"But the formation is still there. As long as the formation is still there, he is still alive."
Ye Xuan nodded.
He didn't ask again.
"This time Immortal Realm is determined to destroy Immortal Ascension Path."
Bai Yujing looked at him.
"I think you know that this is actually for you."
Ye Xuan said nothing.
He knows.
From the moment he stepped into Immortal Ascension Path, he knew it.
Immortal Realm wants to kill him, seize Primordial Chaos Tower, and destroy his Immortal Physique.
For this reason, we will not hesitate to kill all living creatures on Immortal Ascension Path.
Shui Lianyan and Yan Qiyue looked at each other, and their hearts were filled with turmoil.
Immortal Realm wants to destroy Immortal Ascension Path, is it for Ye Xuan?
What is his identity?
"I'll stay here."
Ye Xuan's voice is very calm.
"Watch until the last moment."
Bai Yujing looked at him and suddenly smiled.
"I knew you would say that."
He raised his hand, and an emperor crystal emerged from his palm.
The Imperial Crystal was dark gold in color and exuded heart-stopping energy fluctuations.
Eighth-Order Emperor Crystal!