"This year is really strange! If you look at the dates, this time of year is when the temperature is highest, which is the best time for the Golden Thread Grass to mature."
"I don't know what's wrong with this year, it's been raining for months on end, I'm afraid most of the Golden Thread Grass in the manor will suffer."
Jingxi Prefecture, atop the walls of the Hanging Blade Pass.
Several Foundation Establishment cultivators were on duty, exchanging tedious pleasantries, when they couldn't help but worry about their Lineage ' harvest.
The night rain fell like a waterfall, pounding against the cold walls of the Hanging Blade Pass, stirring up a misty spray.
A damp, cold wind blew through the crevice.
It brought the stench of the wilderness beyond the pass, and the damp earthy smell of the sacred fields within the pass, creating a somber and oppressive atmosphere.
On the watchtower not far away, a sword cultivator in the Early Golden Core stood atop the tower, his figure as imposing as a mountain peak.
His black robes were soaked through by the rain, clinging tightly to his tall and straight body.
A few strands of wet hair clung to his sharply defined, cold profile, and rainwater slid down his high, straight nose.
His eyes reflected the endless darkness beyond the pass, devoid of sorrow or joy, only a cold, sword-like desolation remained.
He ignored what others were saying.
After guarding the pass for ten years, Ye Chenfeng forcefully pushed his cultivation level to the Golden Core.
It was almost ten times faster than his planned 100-year Core Formation.
Of course, the help of the Elder Jian's secret treasure was indispensable.
There are many cultivators in Hanging Blade Pass, and although weapon-refining masters are rare, there are one or two of them.
Over the years, he repaired the broken sword, retrieved the secret treasures, improved his cultivation, and formed his Golden Core, undergoing tremendous changes.
The only thing that hasn't changed is that burning, passionate heart.
For a full ten years, not a single day went by that he didn't want to return to Azure Pool.
" Junior Brother Lu... are you alright...?"
I think of Lu Li.
Ye Chenfeng's cold gaze softened slightly.
He still remembered that when he first met Lu Li and the other person, they were both at the Qi Refining Qi Refinement. Later, fortuitous opportunity chance, they met again while out and about and fought side by side.
Later, within the Great Demon Realm, they became inseparable, even in the face of death.
They finally became lifelong friends, but then they were separated by vast distances.
" Nether Toad... I will surely slay you!"
The thought of Lu Li being trapped inside the Demon Manor threw his mind into turmoil.
He longed to leave the pass and slaughter two more Demon Beast to vent his anger.
However, ever since the young princess of the royal palace nearly fell into the Demon Manor ten years ago, the three great walls have forbidden cultivators from entering the Demon Manor without permission.
Furthermore, the Prefecture-Breaking War was drawing ever closer.
The three passes were heavily guarded, and he had no way to get through.
However, the absence of humans does not mean that the Demon Race will not enter.
Ten years ago, two great human beings Void Return True Lord suddenly stormed into the Demon Manor and killed several lords of Blessed Land.
The Demon Manor was enraged.
The calls for revenge have never ceased throughout the Demon Manor.
Over the past decade, large and small beast tides have attacked almost continuously.
Just as Ye Chenfeng was pondering...
In the distance, a huge dark cloud suddenly appeared on the horizon.
Like a magnet, the moment the dark clouds appeared, clouds of varying sizes in the sky rapidly converged upon them.
In an instant, a huge dark cloud stretching for hundreds of thousands of meters appeared in the sky outside the wall.
"This is... an enemy attack!"
"Enemy attack! Beast horde!"
The gatekeeper immediately sensed something was wrong.
Exclamations of surprise echoed through the gate walls.
Countless cultivators emerged from their meditation cave abode within the walls.
The monks inside the walls surged onto the city walls like a tide.
Various large Law Artifact, shimmering with spiritual light, were controlled and manipulated by the cultivators.
Huge flying ships hovered in the air, ready for battle.
As the cultivators of Hanging Blade Pass were being mobilized for battle.
A thunderclap cleaved down, illuminating the heavens and the earth.
Outside the wall, beneath the enormous dark cloud stretching for hundreds of thousands of meters, a series of dense black dots suddenly appeared.
Upon seeing this, Ye Chenfeng's pupils suddenly contracted.
Upon closer inspection, those weren't black dots at all; they were clearly Demon Beast!
All sorts of Demon Beast gathered in droves.
Like mountain peaks, like running beasts, like waves, they transformed into a torrent, surging towards Hanging Blade Pass.
"This beast tide... something's not right."
"It seems much fiercer than before."
Ye Chenfeng a deep breath and landed on the city wall, fully alert.
He participated in many battles to defend the pass over the past decade, but one of this scale was truly rare.
He never expected that just as he was about to slaughter two Demon Beast, a beast tide would suddenly rise up.
Elder Jian, however, couldn't help but sigh.
Sigh!
"Hmm? Why is Elder Jian sighing?"
The unusual sounds coming from his Dantian startled Ye Chenfeng, leaving him puzzled.
"It's alright... just be careful..."
Elder Jian's tone was somewhat weak and listless.
With a hint of helplessness and bitterness, he was unwilling to say more.
After spending more than ten years together, he finally realized that there seemed to be something wrong with the successor he had chosen.
We have faced countless dangers along the way.
At first, he thought it was a coincidence.
Upon closer inspection, however, something seemed amiss.
At Azure Pool, the Nether Toad stirred strangely, forcing him to use his abilities to escape.
Upon reaching Hanging Blade Pass, Zong Qing and he left the sect, nearly dying at the hands of Nascent Soul demon.
For the next ten years, the entire Hanging Blade Pass was plagued by constant beast tides, more turbulent than in the previous century.
Just as Ye Chenfeng's murderous intent was beginning to rise, hordes of Demon Beast appeared outside the pass.
Such a coincidence, how could it possibly be a coincidence?
"Just who is this kid?!"
"I've met countless people and seen many geniuses, but I've never seen such a Fate Pattern. Could it be the legendary cursed lone star?"
Elder Jian felt bitter; his life had been one of constant wandering and walking on thin ice.
They finally found a Sword Dao, but he was stubborn and extremely unlucky.
With him around, it would be a miracle if the Hanging Blade Pass didn't collapse.
Sometimes he really wanted to tell himself, "If this doesn't work out, maybe I should find someone else."
But things have already come to this point, and so much has been invested; replacing them now would be a huge loss!
Just when I was feeling helpless and worried, suddenly!
A sword light, as bright as the sun, rose from within the Hanging Blade Pass, tearing through the Space-Rending.
Like a bolt of lightning tearing through the rain curtain, it slashes towards the dark clouds that blot out the sky beyond the pass!
"Boom!"
The sword light flashed, illuminating the scene within the dark clouds.
Its interior was exposed to the view of all the guarding monks.
Several ferocious, ten-thousand-meter-tall demonic figures could be seen looming in and out of the dark clouds.
Tigers and wolves roam, Yao Qi fills the air.
At the center of the demons, a colossal beast nearly 50,000 meters long, as large as a moving mountain, slowly opened its crimson eyes!
The surging Yao Qi shook the gate walls!
Spirit Transformation a Demon Lord!
Such a physique must belong to a powerful demon at the Spirit Transformation stage!
No one expected that this beast tide would be accompanied by a powerful demon at the Spirit Transformation level.
Seeing this scene, Elder Jian felt his Divine Soul go numb.
" Cang Yue! You've crossed the line!"
"What, do you want to test the sharpness of my sword today?"
A clear, icy female voice rang out from inside the pass, drowning out the raging wind and rain.
A thousand-meter-tall phantom image of a Dharma being, clad in white armor and with a face covered in frost, coalesced above the barrier wall.
The Sword Qi around him bloomed like a lotus.
It is Hanging Blade Pass Divine Lord, the guardian deity of Ling Shuangyu Pass!
Despite Ling Shuangyu's intimidation, the behemoth, several times larger than the great demon beside it, remained unmoved.
A hint of mockery flickered in his eyes.
The woman thought it was a joke being played on her.
"Hehe..."
With a cold snort, Cang Yue's demonic body stretched out.
Giant wings emerged from the dark clouds, and only then did everyone see the true form of this giant demon—a demon bat that had transformed into a monster.
Its enormous wingspan almost encompasses half of the Great Wall!
"Kill!"