Chapter 174 The Sect is Getting Back on Track

After escaping from Tianji Pavilion, the heartbreaking scene in the [Tracing Light Divine Mirror] still burns Xiaobai's heart.

Bai Ze, the star god of war.

These two names, like two sharp thorns, pierced deeply into her sea of ​​consciousness.

Before the sadness and anger subsided, a general from the Twelve Constellations hurriedly sent a message.

"Young Master, I have learned that Lady Qingluan...

She was imprisoned in the extreme north, demoted to a sinful fairy, and suffered the punishment of ice and fire in the cold prison day and night."

Blue Luan.

Xiaobai looked up suddenly, a hint of anxiety flashing in his eyes.

He was the most capable alchemy master under her command in her previous life. His alchemy skills were superb and he had saved countless lives of his subordinates.

"It's the Cold Region again." Jing Gan frowned slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"This time, we must rescue her." Xiaobai clenched his fists and spoke in a firm tone.

"Count me in."

A slightly hoarse but extremely firm voice sounded.

It’s junior brother Yan Jinjin.

He had recovered most of his memories, and his aura was different. One hand habitually held the hilt of the sword, while the other hand seemed to be holding an invisible knife.

That day, the twin sword spirits saw Yan Jinjin practicing with the sword and insisted on going over to challenge him. As a result, they were amazed by Yan Jinjin's sword skills. Then they shamelessly asked Yan Jinjin to try themselves.

The sharp edge of the ancient warrior began to revive in him.

"Let's go. It's been a while since we've been able to do anything together, Junior Sister." Xiaobai nodded and said no more.

The extremely cold north, a land frozen for ten thousand years.

The biting cold wind was like a knife, causing ripples in the void.

The three figures were as fast as lightning, rushing straight to the heavily guarded ice prison deep in the cold domain.

"Who is it?" the outer guard shouted.

In response to them, Yan Jinjin unsheathed his sword and the invisible blade energy.

"Sword in left hand, knife in right hand. I haven't exercised my muscles like this for a long time. I'm a little rusty. Please bear with me."

A bloodthirsty smile appeared on Yan Jinjin's lips, and he rushed into the enemy camp like a ghost.

The sword light is sharp and the knife energy is domineering.

For a while, screams and the sound of weapons clashing were heard everywhere.

The outermost guards were scattered almost as soon as they met him, and were completely unable to keep up with his pace.

"Stop him." The faces of several immortal king-level guards changed drastically and they tried to surround him.

"Your opponent is me."

Jing Gan's calm voice sounded, and Zulong's pressure was released instantly.

Those immortal kings felt as if a mountain was pressing down on their heads. It became difficult for them to breathe. Not to mention going to provide support, they could hardly protect themselves.

Jing Gan didn't even use too many fancy moves. With every move he made, his dragon-like might was so overwhelming that he suppressed the immortal kings of the second echelon.

"Quick battle, quick decision." Xiaobai's voice came.

Her small figure had already taken advantage of the chaos and sneaked silently into the deepest part of the Frost Region Ice Prison like a streak of light.

With the goddess's understanding of the laws of prohibitions in her previous life, and the clever use of a trace of chaotic divine power, those prohibitions that were powerful enough to trap the Immortal Emperor were useless in front of her.

At the bottom of the ice prison, the cold air almost condensed into substance.

A skinny figure was suspended in mid-air, with a thick black ice chain locking his scapula.

Her hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her body was covered with marks of repeated burns from ice and fire, and her breath was weak. It was Qingluan.

"Qingluan..." Xiaobai called softly.

Hearing this familiar and childish voice, Qingluan raised her head with difficulty, and a gleam of disbelief flashed in her turbid eyes.

"...Young Master?"

"I'm here to save you."

Xiaobai waved his hand, divine power surged, and the black ice chains wrapped around Qingluan's body broke into pieces in an instant.

Almost at the same time Qingluan escaped, Yan Jinjin and Jing Gan also dealt with the guards outside.

The three of them met up and immediately evacuated the Cold Region without stopping.

The whole process happened so fast that the defending forces in the Cold Region had no time to react effectively.

After returning to the temporary base, Qingluan was given a few healing pills, and his pale face finally regained a hint of redness.

She looked at the delicate little baby in front of her, the excitement and admiration in her eyes were beyond words.

"Young Master, you...you are really back."

"Well, I'm sorry for making you suffer." Xiaobai handed her a cup of warm spiritual tea.

Qingluan took it and drank it in one gulp, but her eyes suddenly became solemn.

"Young Master, it was not accidental that I was captured."

"I found that those places that suppressed our old people did more than just imprison them."

"They are using the special laws of those places and the souls and bones of our suppressed companions to set up a huge god-killing formation."

"What?" Xiaobai and Jinggan's expressions changed at the same time.

The God-killing Formation.

These four words exude a heart-pounding chill.

"I wanted to spread the news, but I was accidentally exposed, so I was captured." Qingluan's eyes were full of anxiety and fear.

With this heavy news, Xiaobai returned to Qingling Sect’s temporary base in the upper realm.

She found that the place had changed.

Members of the Suzaku clan were in a secluded valley, constantly deducing and carving complex runes on the shadows of several huge broken stone pillars. They were obviously trying to figure out how to repair the pillars.

The Twelve Stars veterans who were rescued first were recuperating in seclusion. Their auras were fluctuating, and it was obvious that they were working hard to recover their strength.

What surprised Xiaobai even more was that there were many familiar yet unfamiliar faces in the base.

Some of her old subordinates from her previous life came looking for her.

Even more of them are fellow disciples who ascended from the lower realms!

The alchemy practitioners of the Medicine Sect, the physical practitioners of the Giant Spirit Sect, and even the disciples of the Hehuan Sect... these were all our allies in the lower world.

"My junior sister/uncle is well."

When they saw Xiaobai, everyone saluted, their eyes filled with excitement and joy of finding their organization.

Xiaobai looked at the crowd of people in front of him, feeling filled with emotion.

"Everyone, this world is different from the lower world. It is full of dangers. Now our Qingling Sect has just established itself in this world, and its foundation is not yet stable."

"I suggest that if you fellows have nowhere to go, you can temporarily join my Qingling Sect."

"When the time is right, if the various sects want to rebuild their mountain gates, I will never stop them."

Hearing this, everyone nodded.

"Little Master is right. Now the right thing to do is to stick together and keep each other warm."

"That's right. In my opinion, we should stop distinguishing ourselves from each other and just focus on the Qingling Sect. We are all one family."

"Yes, yes, from now on, Qingling Sect will be our common home."

Some elders and disciples of the sects simply proposed that there was no need to rebuild, and that they should just merge, with Qingling Sect as the leader and each sect performing its own duties.

Xiao Bai didn't care about it: "Everyone is free to do whatever is comfortable for you. The purpose is to unite and overcome difficulties together."

At this moment, three figures, looking a little embarrassed but unable to hide their excitement, stumbled in.

"Master Junior, my god, I finally found the organization."

"Wow, it's too hard to survive in this upper realm."

"This crappy map is killing us."

The one who spoke was the younger and more lively Shui Huanhuan.

Behind him were Shen Yuyan, Li Ziqi, and Qie Manxing.

At the beginning, a few people ascended to heaven together, but they didn't expect that they would find the large army of Qingling Sect after going through untold hardships.

When Xiaobai saw these funny guys, a genuine smile appeared on his face.

"Junior-nephew Yuyan, long time no see."

After the excitement of reunion after a long separation, Xiaobai looked at the growing team in front of him and his mind moved slightly.

With more people, management must also keep up.

"Yuyan, Ziqi, Huanhuan, the three of you came at the perfect time."

"The sect is short of manpower now, so you should assist the third and fifth brothers and help handle the affairs of the sect."

"No problem. We will complete the task, Junior Master." The three men straightened their backs immediately, looking excited as if they had "finally become officials."

With the addition of this group of new forces, the Qingling Sect, a new force in the upper realm, finally began to operate in an orderly manner.

In the next few days, many monks who ascended from the lower world came to join him.

Among them were some senior disciples of sects who were once famous in the lower world, or chosen ones with great luck, who came here with their fellow junior brothers and sisters.

The Qingling Sect is gathering the scattered forces at an astonishing speed.

However, the news of the "God-killing Formation" was like a dark cloud, always hanging over Xiaobai and Jinggan's hearts.

The storm is coming, and the road ahead is destined to be bumpy.