"Yes, He can't wait." Shen Yijin was a little helpless. If it weren't for this, she wouldn't have come out so soon. She would have to wait until she broke through the Mahayana stage before coming out.
He recovered too quickly and time waits for no one. At this time, she couldn't just stay at home to break through, but had to prepare to fight the enemy as soon as possible.
Nan Mingcheng had already guessed this, but after hearing what Chen Yijin said, he remained calm: "Yesterday when Yi Shu came, he said that someone in the special department had noticed the crisis and estimated that you would be released soon. He asked me to tell you that the protective formation has been prepared, so you don't have to worry."
The special departments all had a premonition, and Nan Mingcheng naturally noticed something was wrong even earlier.
But Chen Yijin failed to break through, so he couldn't help but feel a little worried. He advised, "There's still time. Yijin, why don't you retreat for a few more days? You might be able to break through. Don't worry about the Nine Profound Sect. If He really makes a move, we can delay it for a while."
Shen Yijin also wanted to break through, but she knew that she couldn't do so in the short term.
"No, I'm upset. I won't be able to break through if I go back to seclusion." Shen Yijin shook his head and changed the subject, "But you, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your cultivation has improved a lot."
Shen Yijin felt that Nan Mingcheng should be in seclusion more than herself.
After about half a month of seclusion, Nan Mingcheng will be able to make a breakthrough.
Nan Mingcheng knew that Chen Yijin was deliberately trying to change the subject. He shook his head helplessly and said with a smile, "I know I was wrong. I won't persuade you to retreat again. Yijin, please stop teasing me."
Shen Yijin nodded, and then neither of them mentioned the retreat again.
Ever since Chen Yijin came out of retreat, Shan Shunan and other disciples felt that the atmosphere in Jiuxuan Sect had changed, as if they had entered a state of preparation for war.
They did not know about world consciousness and were very confused about the changes in the Jiuxuan Sect.
Watching Chen Yijin, who had resumed livestreaming fortune-telling, Jin Huihui bit her lip and anxiously asked Shan Shunan, "The Zhongshengdu account was handed over to me a long time ago, and I've been handling the livestream fortune-telling business for the past six months... Is it because I didn't do a good job and failed to satisfy the master, so he took the account back?"
Shan Shunan had no idea what Chen Yijin was thinking. These past few days, Chen Yijin and Nan Mingcheng had been elusive. He could never find them, and he didn't tell them to do anything else. He always felt that Chen Yijin was hiding something from them.
But no matter who asked, the answer was that nothing was wrong.
"Wait until the master goes off the air, then you can ask him indirectly. The master likes you the most. If you ask him, he will definitely tell you." Shan Shunan looked at Jin Huihui deeply for a few times and decided to let her give it a try.
Jin Huihui sighed: "I have already tried it, but Master won't tell me."
She glanced at Shen Yijin quietly, and saw a hint of anxiety between Shen Yijin's brows. She exclaimed, "Master, it seems something is not right."
Hearing this, Shan Shunan quickly looked towards Shen Yijin.
Before he could see Shen Yijin's expression clearly, he saw Shen Yijin hurriedly end the live broadcast without even turning off the live broadcast equipment. He suddenly stood up and walked quickly towards the door.
"Shan Shunan, Jin Huihui, Jiuxuan Sect will suspend business today. Go and evacuate the tourists and send them away. Jiuxuan Sect will compensate the tourists double for their losses." Shen Yijin used her spiritual power while walking. She had disappeared, but her voice was still echoing in the room.
Shan Shunan and Jin Huihui looked at each other, and then went to evacuate the tourists with heavy hearts.
Chen Yijin left the room and headed straight for the back mountain of Jiuxuan Sect. As soon as she arrived, Nan Mingcheng came.
Shen Yijin was not surprised by this: "I have already informed Yishu to let them prepare. Shan Shunan and the others don't know anything. Mingcheng, you should go back and take charge of the Jiuxuan Sect."
Nan Mingcheng shook his head. He was not the kind of person who would choose to keep himself out of trouble when faced with a disaster.
Although his abilities were limited, he was worried about letting Shen Yijin face the world consciousness alone.
"I sent a message to Shan Shunan before I came here. He knows what to do and what not to do next. We don't need to worry about the Jiuxuan Sect. As we agreed before, you can't chase me away."
Seeing that Nan Mingcheng was determined to stay, Shen Yijin knew that he would not leave no matter what he said, so he had no choice but to say, "Then be careful."
Before he could finish his words, the mountain behind him began to shake, and the mountain broke into pieces, rolling towards where the two men were standing.
The landslide is a minor incident, but the destruction of the formation is a major one.
Shen Yijin's expression changed slightly: "He destroyed the formation in the back mountain!"
The spirit gathering array, the sect protection array, the soul solidification array, and a series of defensive arrays and arrays targeting the soul were all destroyed in just a moment.
A bad premonition arose from the bottom of their hearts, and both Shen Yijin and Nan Mingcheng frowned.
As soon as the spirit gathering array was broken, the surrounding spiritual energy quickly dissipated into the world. The speed of this loss was obviously abnormal.
Both of them knew that the world consciousness was difficult to deal with, but they didn't expect that before they even met, most of the advantages they had accumulated during this period of time would be gone.
The back mountain of Jiuxuan Sect should be their home ground.
The world consciousness's action clearly told them that as long as they were still in this world, dealing with them would be as easy as crushing an ant.
Facing Him, they had no advantage at all.
Nan Mingcheng looked at Chen Yijin worriedly, afraid that the world consciousness could hear what they were communicating, so he could only communicate with his eyes: "He wants to use this method to make us retreat. I wonder if this trick is only for us, or for everyone."
"It should be the latter." A hint of hostility etched itself between Shen Yijin's eyebrows. "Trust the people you employ. The disparity in power between humans and the world consciousness didn't develop overnight. They've known this for a long time. At this point, all we can do is trust them."
I believe that humans will not choose to compromise when facing life threats, and will always fight until the last second in the face of powerful enemies.
I believe they will not turn their artillery fire on their own people.
After all, the world consciousness will not give humans a way to survive, and humans have no way out.
We will die anyway, so it is better to be heavier than Mount Tai than to be as light as a feather.
Shen Yijin lowered his eyes and stopped thinking about it.
She took a deep breath, pulled out her longsword from her storage bag, and pointed it toward the sky. "As a dignified world consciousness, is this all you have? You're so desperate to destroy humanity! You really underestimate us."
The world consciousness was enraged by Shen Yijin, and roared downwards, sending pressure: "You ant, you have such a big mouth. It's not easy to die if you want to. I will make your soul fly away!"
As soon as the words fell, the long sword in Shen Yijin's hand broke into two sections.
Blood was oozing from the corner of her mouth, but she was still standing there straight and motionless, as if nothing had happened.
"If every move you make from now on is of this strength, you won't be able to kill me. But it doesn't matter. Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a virtue. I will send you to sleep first." Shen Yijin raised the corner of his mouth slightly. Even though he was holding a broken sword in his hand, his aura remained undiminished, and his eyes were full of disdain.
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