"Avenge our fellow disciples! Find the Azure Dragon Jade Pendant! Destroy the Underworld's conspiracy!" The righteous disciples present shouted in unison, their voices loud and clear, echoing throughout the Netherworld Valley. Their eyes were filled with determination, and the fatigue and grief from the battle just now had transformed into motivation to move forward.
The Snow Empress raised her hand, manipulating the Ziwei Emperor Bell, which hovered above everyone's heads. A faint purple light flickered on the Emperor Bell, emanating a subtle imperial aura that could suppress any lingering evil energy and protect everyone. "Alright, let's set off. Continue towards the East Sea Dragon Palace. Be extremely careful; the people of the Underworld will certainly not give up easily and will definitely set up ambushes to intercept us along the way."
"Yes!" everyone responded in unison, quickly tidying their belongings and following behind Snow Empress and Qingyunzi towards the outside of Netherworld Valley. After the battle just now, everyone became more cautious, paying close attention to their surroundings with every step. Qingyunzi walked at the very front of the group, holding a blue longsword, scouting the road ahead to prevent falling into the ambush of the Underworld again.
Meanwhile, the Daoist Kunlun, the Wudang Sect Leader, and the Shaolin Sect Abbot, leading another group of righteous disciples, had already left the Kunlun Sect and were rushing towards Mount Hua of the Western Peak. Unlike the Snow Empress's group, their route was mostly through towering mountains and rugged paths, and the area was filled with yin energy. Clearly, the people of the Underworld had also laid many spies and ambushes along this route.
" Daoist Kunlun, look at that mountain peak ahead. It's shrouded in Peak of the Seventh Transformation of Dragon Transformation; there's something strange about it." The Wudang Sect leader, holding a whisk, frowned slightly and spoke solemnly. As the Wudang Sect leader, he possessed profound cultivation, having reached the peak of the seventh transformation of the Dragon Transformation Realm. He had an extremely strong perception of yin and evil energy. At this moment, he could clearly sense that the mountain peak ahead, named " Soul-Severing Peak," was hiding a dense and chaotic yin and evil energy, clearly indicating that many people from the Underworld were hiding there.
Daoist Kunlun nodded, his gaze fixed on the Soul-Severing Peak ahead, his expression grave. "Indeed, this mountain is filled with dense Yin energy and contains a great deal of powerful Yin and evil power. Clearly, the people of the Underworld have set up an ambush here, waiting for us to walk right into their trap." As a master of the Kunlun Sect, his cultivation had also reached the Peak of the Seventh Transformation of Dragon Transformation, and he was proficient in Daoist magic, possessing an extremely strong ability to restrain Yin and evil entities.
The abbot of the Shaolin Sect, hands clasped together, chanted Buddhist scriptures and said in a calm tone, " Amitabha Buddha! The evil spirits of the Underworld have wreaked havoc on the human world, daring to lay an ambush here to obstruct our search for the White Tiger Token and save all living beings. Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven, eliminate these evil forces, and continue our journey to Mount Hua of the Western Peak to find the White Tiger Token." The abbot of the Shaolin Sect possessed profound cultivation, having reached the early stage of the Eighth Transformation of Dragon Transformation, making him the most powerful of the three. The prayer beads in his hands were Shaolin treasure, containing powerful righteous energy capable of suppressing evil energy.
"The abbot is right. We cannot back down. No matter how many dangers lie ahead, we must go all out, break through the ambush, and find the White Tiger Token." Daoist Kunlun nodded and said to his disciples, "Everyone, be on high alert, circulate your spiritual energy, and prepare for battle! Shaolin disciples in front, Wudang disciples in the middle, and Kunlun disciples in the rear. Cooperate with each other and do not underestimate the enemy!"
"Yes!" the disciples responded in unison, circulating their spiritual energy. The Shaolin disciples, wielding staffs and sabers, exuded a powerful aura; the Wudang disciples, holding whisks and longswords, moved nimbly yet remained composed; the Kunlun disciples, holding longswords and talismans, stood ready with resolute eyes. Then, the group set off towards Soul-Severing Peak, stepping onto the mountain path.
The mountain path was rugged and steep, surrounded by ancient trees with dense foliage that blocked out sunlight. The entire mountain was shrouded in a chilling atmosphere, with howling winds and mournful wails that sent shivers down one's spine. The Shaolin disciples at the forefront chanted Buddhist scriptures as they advanced. The melodious chanting suppressed the surrounding evil energy, causing the lurking evil spirits to roar in pain and dare not reveal themselves.
Just as the group reached the halfway point of Soul-Severing Peak, a chilling laugh suddenly echoed from the surrounding woods, "Hahaha, Daoist Kunlun, Shaolin Abbot, Wudang Sect Leader, you've finally arrived! I've been waiting for you here for a long time!" As the laughter subsided, countless black figures surged out of the woods, densely packed and Shrouding the Heavens. Among them were not only Yin soldiers and disciples from the Underworld, but also many demons and monsters controlled by the Underworld. The leader, dressed in a black general's robe and wielding a black spear, exuded a dense aura of malevolence. His cultivation had actually reached the early stage of the Eighth Transformation of Dragon Transformation, comparable to that of the Shaolin Sect Abbot.
"Who are you?" Daoist Kunlun shouted coldly, brandishing his long sword. A white sword aura shot towards the Underworld, his tone carrying a hint of authority.
The Underworld sneered, brandishing his black spear. A black spear aura blasted towards the Daoist Kunlun's sword aura. With a deafening boom, the sword aura collided with the spear aura, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards. Trees nearby were instantly snapped in half, and debris flew everywhere. "I am the Grand Marshal Black Wind of the Underworld, ordered by the Great Emperor Fengdu to ambush you here, to seize any clues to the ancient treasures you may possess, and to stop you from finding the White Tiger Token! Daoist Kunlun, Abbot of Shaolin, and Head of Wudang Sect, if you know what's good for you, surrender obediently and hand over the clues. Perhaps I can spare your lives. Otherwise, today, I will make you all perish here and become nourishment for my underworld soldiers!"
"Hmph, spreading heretical rumors! The evil forces of the underworld wreak havoc on the Underworld, yet you dare to utter such arrogant words! Today, we will act on behalf of Heaven and slaughter all of you evil scoundrels, restoring peace to the world!" The abbot of the Shaolin Sect roared, waving his prayer beads. Countless beads, imbued with a powerful aura of righteous indignation, hurtled towards Grand Marshal Black Wind and the surrounding Underworld soldiers. Wherever the beads passed, the evil aura dissipated, and the underworld soldiers struck by them instantly turned into pools of black water, their souls scattered.
"You're courting death!" Grand Marshal Black Wind roared, a fierce glint in his eyes. He brandished his black spear, unleashing streaks of black spear energy towards the Shaolin Sect. At the same time, he shouted to the Underworld soldiers and demons around him, "Attack! Kill without mercy! Slaughter all these righteous scum!"