The thick ink-like night cover tightly enveloped the earth, and the breath of deathly silence filled the air wantonly.
Elder Wuyou, Xiong Meng, Ao Gan and others, dragging their legs that seemed to have been thoroughly poured by lead water, staggered and stumbled back to the Lingxiao Sacred Sect under the heavy cover of night.
The moment I stepped into the sect, the familiar outline of the majestic building was dimmed under the caress of the dim moonlight, and the lights in the hands of the patrolling disciples were clearly extinguished in the night wind.
But the three of them were filled with the humiliation and fear brought by Ren Xiaoyao. Every step they took seemed like they were stepping on a road full of thorns, as if they had just escaped from a near-death situation.
Elder Wuyou held on to his scarred and weak body. Every time he took a difficult step, heartbreaking pain instantly spread throughout his body like a surging electric current.
But with his strong will, he gritted his teeth and without hesitation immediately ordered people to ring the alarm bell to summon the top leaders of the sect.
The sound of the bell floated leisurely, with unquestionable solemnity and majesty, instantly breaking the silence of the Lingxiao Sacred Sect night.
The bells sounded one after another, echoing and surging in the empty valley, like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of every sect disciple, announcing to the entire sect that a huge crisis was quietly coming.
Not long after, a group of elders and elite disciples from all walks of life gathered in the solemn and majestic meeting hall.
The dome of the main hall bulges high, just like the vast sky. Among the carved beams and painted buildings, the exquisite patterns are faintly visible under the flickering candlelight. They stand here quietly, silently telling the glorious history of the sect for hundreds of years.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the palace was so oppressive that it was almost suffocating, just like the deathly silence and chilling depressive atmosphere before a storm.
The portraits of Sect Master hanging on the wall seemed to cast deep and solemn gazes in this solemn atmosphere, silently staring at everything that happened in front of them.
Elder Wuyou's face was solemn, and the wrinkles on his face were like deep ravines carved by time with a carving knife, each one filled with endless vicissitudes of life and exhaustion.
He stood up slowly, his movements slow and heavy, as if his body was carrying a huge burden, and every tiny movement revealed an undisguised effort.
Later, he told the story of his encounter with Ren Xiaoyao, from the initial fierce conflict to the subsequent tragic defeat, in detail without reservation.
His voice was low and hoarse, and every word seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, with endless anger and unwillingness. "This boy's strength is unfathomable. With every move of his hands, his power surges like a surging, overwhelming tsunami. In front of him, the few of us are as helpless as tiny ants!"
As soon as he said this, it was like a huge stone being thrown into the calm lake, and the hall suddenly exploded.
Elder Xuan Feng's eyes widened with anger, and his eyes were burning with raging anger, which seemed to set the whole world on fire.
He slammed the table with a loud bang, causing the teacups on the table to jump high in the air. One of them even fell to the ground, making a crisp and harsh shattering sound, which was particularly abrupt in this tense and depressing atmosphere.
He stood up and roared like a bell, "This is unreasonable! I, Lingxiao Sacred Sect, have stood on this continent for hundreds of years and have gone through countless storms, hardships and obstacles, but have I never suffered such a shame and humiliation! We must find out where this kid came from, how dare he be so presumptuous! In my opinion, we will immediately send out all elite disciples to turn the surrounding area upside down. I don't believe that we can't find any trace of him!"
His voice echoed in the hall for a long time, arousing endless echoes. Each sound seemed to declare Lingxiao Sacred Sect's anger and firm determination to the whole world.
His hands were clenched into fists, and the veins on his arms bulged out like angry little snakes. The expression on his face became extremely distorted with anger, like a completely angered beast, ready to pounce out and bite the enemy at any time.
Elder Dan Ding stroked his beard gently, frowned tightly into the character "Chuan", and said slowly with a worried look, "Don't act rashly. According to what Elder Wuyou said, this kid's strength is extraordinary, far beyond our imagination. We act rashly, in case of an attack If you scare the snake and let him be prepared in advance, things will become extremely difficult. The top priority is to collect intelligence first and understand his details as comprehensively as possible. We can start with his Cultivation Method route, past whereabouts, etc., and maybe we can find some clues."
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes showing carefulness and calmness after careful consideration. He was still gently stroking his beard with one hand, as if he was trying to calm his inner turmoil through this action. At the same time, he was also trying to sort out his messy thoughts, constantly thinking about various possible investigation directions in his mind.
"Hmph, by the time you collect the information, the day lilies will be cold!"
Elder Lie Huo had a hot temper. He stood up suddenly, put his hands on his hips, and retorted loudly, "When did we Lingxiao Sacred Sect become so timid and timid? No matter what his strength, come on. Kill one, come two and kill a pair! Each of my disciples of Blazing Fire Vein can fight one against a hundred, so why are you afraid of him? I will go back and gather the elites of Blazing Fire Vein to show them how powerful we are!"
Elder Lie Huo's face was flushed, and veins popped up on his forehead, like blood vessels about to burst. His whole body seemed to be exuding a fiery aura, like a volcano that was about to erupt at any time. The fiery aura seemed to ignite the surrounding air.
As he spoke, he waved his arms excitedly, as if he was already in the middle of a battle with Ren Xiaoyao.
Heavenly Sword Elder Dugu Jianxin had been keeping his eyes closed, as if immersed in his own world. At this moment, he slowly opened his eyes, and an extremely sharp Sword-Ray flashed through his eyes. The Sword-Ray was like lightning in the cold night, instantly piercing the silence.
He said calmly, "Stop arguing. This matter needs to be discussed in the long term. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you fight every battle without danger. Send someone first to investigate his origins and strength, and then formulate a comprehensive countermeasure. Don't act impulsively to avoid unnecessary heavy losses. We can first analyze the spiritual characteristics he has shown before and speculate on the force or mentor he belongs to, so that we can formulate a more targeted plan."
Dugu Jianxin is dressed in white, with fluttering robes and a distinguished temperament, like an independent immortal left behind in the world.
As the leader of Heavenly Sword Vein, his words seemed to have a Invisible Power tone, making the hall a little quieter.
His voice was not high, but it conveyed a reassuring calmness and determination, as if all crises were just passing clouds in his eyes and not something to be afraid of.
His eyes scanned the crowd, revealing a calmness and wisdom that had been battle-tested for a long time.
At this time, a young elite disciple stood up. His hands trembled slightly, showing the tension and uneasiness in his heart. His voice also had a hint of childishness that was difficult to conceal, but his eyes showed a sensitivity and worry that was inconsistent with his age. "Elders, could it be that other forces are deliberately sent to provoke us? Recently, we have been involved with overseas affairs. Tianlan Sect There is some friction over Divine Stone's resources. Could it be their conspiracy? And I heard that Tianlan Sect has been secretly recruiting experts recently. This Ren Xiaoyao might have been hired by them with a lot of money."
His eyes swept over the faces of the elders one by one, expecting to get some response and recognition. He swallowed unconsciously when he spoke, obviously because of nervousness.
"This... is not impossible."
Elder Bing Po nodded thoughtfully. She was dressed in a blue dress and exuded a bone-chilling chill, as if she was a fairy coming out of the ice cellar.
"Tianlan Sect overseas has been developing rapidly in recent years and is very ambitious. They have always been eyeing our resources. Maybe this guy is the helper they hired. We must deal with it carefully, they may have other tricks up their sleeves."
Her voice was cold, like the howling cold wind in winter, and every word seemed to be filled with ice, which made people shudder. She frowned slightly, and there was a hint of worry in her eyes, as if she was already thinking about a strategy to deal with the Tianlan Sect conspiracy.
Sect Master is sitting on the main seat, with a cold face, like a majestic iceberg, and his deep eyes seem to be able to penetrate layers of darkness and see everything in the world.
He listened quietly to everyone's discussion, his brows furrowed, and after pondering for a moment, he slowly spoke, his voice low but full of power, resounding like a bell in the hall.
"Don't be careless about this matter. It can make Elder Wuyou and others so embarrassed. This Ren Xiaoyao must be no ordinary person. Immediately dispatch elite disciples in multiple directions to investigate his identity and background. Be sure to Find out clearly within three days. At the same time, strengthen the sect's alert and activate Sect Protection Array to prevent him from attacking in advance. The elders of each lineage must strengthen the training of disciples, improve their actual combat capabilities, and be ready to deal with possible crises at any time."
His voice was firm and powerful, like Sea-Calming Needle, which made everyone present feel more at ease, as if as long as he was around, all crises could be solved.
His eyes were firm and sharp, scanning everyone in the hall, conveying an unquestionable authority and determination.
Everyone accepted the order and dispersed one after another, and there was a sudden commotion in the hall.
With hurried steps and fluttering clothes, the disciples quickly rushed towards their respective mission locations.
For a time, the lights in the Lingxiao Sacred Sect were brightly lit, people were coming and going, and the tense atmosphere spread quickly like a surging tide, penetrating into every corner of the sect.
The patrolling disciples walked quickly, clenched the weapons in their hands, and watched the surroundings with vigilance, not missing any suspicious sign.
The disciples in charge of intelligence collection dressed up in disguise, looked in a hurry, and left the sect quietly, disappearing into the night, as if melting into the embrace of darkness.
Some of them put on the clothes of ordinary people, and some disguised themselves as traveling businessmen, each setting off in different directions, all with a sense of tension and mission in their hearts.
On the other side, Ren Xiaoyao and Great Sage Ku Gu took advantage of the cover of night, like two ghosts hiding in the darkness, to sneak into the Lingxiao Sacred Sect silently.
Their figures blended into the thick night, almost perfectly blending into the darkness. Every step they took was cautious, as if they were afraid of disturbing the quiet night, and even their breathing was deliberately very light and slow.
The moonlight shines through the mottled leaves and shines on them, reflecting two blurry black shadows, fleeting, as if they had never existed. They shuttled flexibly through the shadows, and every time they passed, the air around them seemed to freeze for an instant. The silence was so eerie that it seemed as if the whole world held its breath.
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were like cold stars in the night sky, observing the surroundings vigilantly, not missing any movement; Great Sage Ku Gu followed closely behind him, his body trembling slightly, his face full of nervousness and fear.
Along the way, Great Sage Ku Gu relied on his years of understanding and familiarity with the Lingxiao Sacred Sect, like a hound with a keen sense of smell, and led Ren Xiaoyao to skillfully avoid the disciples patrolling everywhere and the traps hidden in the dark.
Their footsteps were as light as the fallen leaves in late autumn, making almost no sound when they stepped on the ground. The occasional breeze would instantly dissipate into the silent air, as if there had never been any waves.
Great Sage Ku Gu's eyes were filled with nervousness and caution. He kept moving his eyes and observing his surroundings from time to time. Every slight movement could arouse his alertness to ensure that no danger was approaching quietly.
As he walked, he silently recalled the location and method of cracking each trap in his mind, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, which was proof of nervousness and concentration.
Finally, they came to the outside of the valley where the treasure house was located. The valley was shrouded in a faint layer of mist, dreamlike and looming, exuding a mysterious and alluring aura, as if it was a mysterious fairyland hiding endless treasures.
Ren Xiaoyao looked at the valley, with a flash of excitement and expectation in his eyes. The light was like the most dazzling star in the night sky, seeming to contain endless desire and ambition. "This is it. As long as you enter the treasure house, those precious resources will belong to me. With these resources, my cultivation will definitely reach a higher level!"
His voice was low and firm, with a determination to win. His tone sounded as if the whole world was under his control. His hands trembled slightly, and the excitement in his heart was uncontrollable. It was as if he had seen how powerful he was with the treasure trove of resources, as if the entire continent would surrender under his feet.
He took a deep breath, trying to calm down his inner excitement, and at the same time, he quickly planned in his mind the steps to take after entering the treasure house.
Great Sage Ku Gu nodded, with a nervous expression, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. Those beads of sweat shone in the faint moonlight, as if they were the embodiment of his inner fear. He said with a slightly trembling voice, "Sir, this valley is filled with mist, and there are poisons and various deadly traps, and the treasure house is surrounded by The surrounding magic circle is extremely powerful, and every rune contains the mysterious power of High Antiquity. We must act carefully, as if we are not careful, we may be in catastrophe. Every trap here has been carefully designed, and if there is a slight mistake, it will trigger a chain reaction, and we will be unable to escape."
His eyes revealed deep fear. After all, he knew how closely Lingxiao Sacred Sect guarded the treasure house. Every trap and every magic circle could be a fatal threat.
His body trembled slightly, as if he had sensed the danger hidden in the valley approaching step by step, and he clenched his hands unconsciously, trying to give himself some sense of security.
The two of them slowly stepped into the valley, taking every step with extreme caution, as if their feet were not solid ground, but filled with deadly mechanisms. If they were not careful, they would be shattered to pieces.
Ren Xiaoyao uses his spiritual power to form an invisible shield around his body, resisting the poisonous surroundings and traps that may be triggered at any time.
Spiritual Energy Shield shimmered faintly in the fog, like a candle swaying in the storm. It could be extinguished at any time, but it held on tenaciously and worked hard to create a safe space for them.
Ren Xiaoyao's eyes were focused and firm. He carefully observed the surrounding environment, not missing any detail. Every stone and leaf might hide danger or clues. Great Sage Ku Gu followed closely behind him, not daring to let out his breath, like a frightened deer, ready to run away at any time. His eyes were wide open, and he looked nervously at everything around him, praying in his heart not to trigger any traps.
However, just as they were about to approach the treasure house, Great Sage Ku Gu accidentally touched an extremely cleverly hidden formation. In an instant, the valley burst into light, and colorful lights rose into the sky, as if to tear apart the dark night sky and illuminate the entire world.
The sharp siren sounded instantly, piercing the silent valley and echoing throughout the valley, like the roar of a demon, making people's hair stand on end.
The surrounding fog surged rapidly and became thicker, as if it had life. It rushed towards them crazily, as if it wanted to devour them.
In the flickering light, everything in the valley becomes shadowy, making it even more difficult to discern the direction, as if you are in an illusory and dangerous dream.
"No, I was discovered!"
Ren Xiaoyao's face changed, and he secretly screamed something bad. His brows furrowed into the character "Chuan". He quickly looked around, trying to find a way to deal with it. There was a trace of anxiety in his eyes, but more of it was determination and calmness.
Great Sage Ku Gu was also frightened and his face turned pale. His face that was originally withered was even more bloodless now, like a piece of white paper. His voice trembled like fallen leaves in the autumn wind, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time. "Sir, what should I do? Once this magic circle is triggered, Lingxiao Sacred Sect's people will come soon. They are familiar with every terrain and mechanism here, we are afraid..."
He did not dare to say any more, his eyes were full of despair and fear, as if he had seen his own end.
His body curled up involuntarily, as if he could avoid the coming danger. His breathing was rapid and heavy, and his heart was filled with endless fear and despair.
He looked at Ren Xiaoyao in panic, hoping that he could figure out a way to deal with it, and his hands unconsciously began to gather True Essence, preparing for the final struggle.
Ren Xiaoyao took a deep breath and quickly calmed down. A trace of determination flashed in his eyes, as if he had made the final decision. "The matter has come to this, and we can only decide quickly. You and I join forces to break through this magic circle and enter the treasure house!"
After saying that, spiritual power surged around him, and the golden light bloomed again. The light was like the rising sun, illuminating the thick fog around him, as if it was going to drive away the darkness.
Golden Spiritual Energy is like a raging ocean wave, one after another, with powerful force, impacting the surrounding fog and magic circle. His figure looks particularly tall in the light, as if he is a God of War descending into the world, exuding unparalleled momentum.
He muttered words and kept changing Method Formula in his hands, trying to suppress the magic circle with powerful spiritual power.
Great Sage Ku Gu also hurriedly ran True Essence, and dark green mist filled the air, echoing Golden Spiritual Energy of Ren Xiaoyao. In the dark green mist, some ferocious faces appeared faintly, emitting shrill screams, like evil ghosts from hell, adding a touch of weirdness to the tense atmosphere.
The two of them attacked the magic circle together, trying to break through the magic circle and seize the treasure house resources before Lingxiao Sacred Sect's people arrived.
Great Sage Ku Gu's hands were dancing rapidly, and he was mumbling words. Every movement was full of desperate determination. There was a hint of madness in his eyes, as if he had put life and death aside.
Regardless of his own True Essence loss, he desperately injected dark green mist into the magic circle, trying to disrupt the operation of the magic circle.
At this time, everyone in the Lingxiao Sacred Sect heard the siren, woke up from their sleep, and quickly rushed towards the valley where the treasure house was located.
Sect Master's face was as gloomy as water, like dark clouds before a storm, with endless anger and worry in his eyes, and he ordered loudly, "Everyone listens to the order and must capture the intruders. We must not let them take away the treasure house resources! At all costs, we must defend the dignity and glory of my Lingxiao Sacred Sect! All branches must cooperate closely and do not act without authorization!"
His voice echoed in the night sky, carrying an unquestionable majesty that made every disciple who heard it feel excited, as if a powerful force had been injected into it.
For a moment, Lingxiao Sacred Sect masters rushed towards the valley like a tide, their footsteps and shouts intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the night.
Under the moonlight, their figures were like a black torrent, rushing toward the valley with great force. The elders of each lineage displayed their own unique skills, and their spiritual power shone brightly, illuminating the way forward.
Heavenly Sword Vein elders, with Sword Qis all around their bodies, their Sword Hum sounds are clear and sweet, as if they are declaring their majesty to the enemy, every Sword Qi all contain Infinite Power; the elders of Illusory Star Vein, Illusory Star Power surges in their hands, and the light and shadow change, like a dream, which makes people feel It feels like being in an illusory world, as if they can control all the illusions in the world; the elders of Spiritual Water Vein control the water element, and the water flows around them, like the agile Flood Dragon, and every drop of water seems to contain the power of life; the elders of Azure Wood Vein summon countless vines, which sway in the night wind, like green barriers, tough and full of vitality
Sect Master leads the way. He is surrounded by a layer of light golden spiritual halo. This halo is like a substantial armor, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere. Above the halo, runes flicker, and each rune is like a mark of time, carrying hundreds of years of the Lingxiao Sacred Sect's heritage and inheritance. While running, Sect Master's eyes were like torches, tightly locked on the soaring light in the valley. What was revealed in his eyes was not only anger, but also a firm determination to protect the sect. He thought secretly in his heart that these two intruders must not be allowed to destroy the peace of the Lingxiao Sacred Sect, let alone take away the resources in the treasure house. Those resources are the foundation for the development and inheritance of the sect.