Elder Blood Nightmare of the Blood Soul Sect stepped forward with a sinister smile. He cupped his hands towards Fairy Ice Soul of the Cold Moon Palace and said, "Fellow Daoist Ice Soul, the person marked by the tracking mark is hiding inside this cave. However..." He deliberately dragged out his words, a hint of apprehension flashing in his eyes, "This cave still retains the oppressive aura of a powerful being from the Upper Realm; we are unable to take even half a step inside."
These words immediately caused a stir among the cultivators present.
The Azure Sword Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect narrowed his eyes immediately; even the usually aloof Ice Soul Fairy was slightly moved, and the chill around her unconsciously intensified.
"The oppressive aura of a powerful being from the upper realm..." The Crimson Serpent Old Monster licked his lips and said hoarsely, "Just how heaven-defying must that inheritance be?"
"Hahaha!" A rough voice suddenly rang out, and a burly man draped in animal skins slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "I've been stuck in the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm for three hundred years. This time, I'm going to fight for a chance!" The nine skulls hanging from his waist clanged as he moved.
A scholar-like cultivator beside him lightly waved his folding fan, his eyes gleaming: "Ancient texts record that even the cultivation techniques casually left behind by powerful beings in the upper realms are enough to benefit us lower realm cultivators for a lifetime!"
"Yes!" A female cultivator's voice trembled with excitement. "If we could obtain this inheritance, we might be able to break through the shackles and directly reach the Mahayana stage!"
Elder Blood Nightmare surveyed the assembled experts from various sects, his voice suddenly rising: "How about we, fellow Daoists, join forces to blast open this place, and then each compete for the opportunity based on our own abilities?"
"Fellow Daoist Blood Nightmare is right." Fairy Ice Soul waved her jade sleeve lightly, and frost condensed into ice lotuses that surrounded her. "In that case, let's make our move quickly."
Dozens of Nascent Soul stage cultivators and nine Void Refinement stage experts all revealed their natal magic treasures at this moment.
The Azure Sword Lord drew his longsword, its light like a rainbow; the Crimson Serpent Old Monster summoned a jade gourd, its poisonous mist spreading; and the burly man in animal skin swung a giant axe, its blade gleaming with a terrifying blood-red light.
In an instant, a dazzling light shot into the sky outside the cave, and spiritual energy surged, causing birds and beasts within a hundred miles to flee in panic.
Wei Ji, hiding in the shadows, watched with trepidation; his back was already soaked with cold sweat.
He quickly cast an invisibility spell and quietly retreated behind a boulder, holding his breath.
These powerful figures, rarely seen in ordinary times, have gathered here at this moment, and the pressure they exude alone makes his blood surge as a Nascent Soul cultivator.
He trembled as he took out a communication jade slip, his voice extremely low: "Fairy Bai, something terrible has happened! Dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators and nine Void Refinement cultivators have gathered outside, including Ice Soul Fairy from the Cold Moon Palace, who has reached the peak of Void Refinement! They are about to join forces to bombard the cave you are in!"
Cold sweat beaded on Wei Ji's forehead. Although the Xuantian Sect was not weak, it was powerless to turn the tide in the face of such a formidable force. He could only risk sending a message, hoping that Bai Ying could respond in time. The jade slip in his hand had cracked from his excessive tension, but he was completely unaware of it.
Deep inside the cave, Bai Ying suddenly opened her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.
She had anticipated that tracking the mark would cause trouble, but she hadn't expected even an old monster at the peak of the Void Refinement stage to be mobilized. Her slender fingers unconsciously tightened their grip on the jade slip in her hand, her knuckles turning slightly white.
Bai Ying's gaze was fixed on the golden runes floating in mid-air before her. These runes were the key to the formation she had deciphered from the bronze gate with all her life's learning, but due to their antiquity, many crucial parts were incomplete. Each rune contained profound laws of the upper realm, and just looking at them stung her eyes, causing traces of blood to seep from the corners of her eyes.
"Just three more places to go..." she murmured to herself, her voice hoarse. Normally, with her mastery of formations, completing this rune, while difficult, wouldn't be impossible. But now...
Boom!
The entire cave trembled violently, and rocks rained down. The roaring sounds from the outside grew closer, each impact like a heavy hammer blow to her heart.
Bai Ying bit her tongue to stay awake, her hands moving swiftly in the air, streams of spiritual light flowing from her fingertips and intertwining with golden runes.
"No!" She suddenly waved her hand, scattering the small section of rune she had just completed. Cold sweat trickled down her pale cheeks, freezing into ice crystals on her chin. This was her seventh attempt to complete it, but each time she failed at the last moment.
The cave shook violently again, and a jagged crack spread down from the ceiling.
Bai Ying knew that although the cave was protected by the pressure of the upper realm, it was only a matter of time before it collapsed under the combined attack of dozens of powerful beings. The bronze door behind her emitted a faint blue light; it was the entrance to the secret realm of the upper realm, but unfortunately, once closed, it could not be reopened unless one's cultivation reached the Mahayana stage.
If she cannot decipher this text in time, she will surely die here!
"Am I really going to die here?" A hint of resentment flashed in Bai Ying's eyes.
She focused all her attention on the formation.
Just as Bai Ying was concentrating on deducing the formation, the attack from the cultivators outside had reached its peak.
"Boom!"
A crimson blade of light tore through the mountainside first. Elder Blood Nightmare's Blood-Transforming Divine Blade, accompanied by a piercing shriek, cleaved through the rock layers. Wherever the blade's energy passed, the hard rocks were neatly sliced open like tofu, with fragments of stone, carrying a scarlet aura, scattering in all directions. Immediately afterward, Ice Fairy's Frost Moon Wheel ripped through the sky, its spinning blades creating a flurry of ice crystals. The air itself seemed to freeze in its wake, emitting a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound.
"Attack together!" Qingming Sword Lord commanded, his Qingming Sword transforming into a hundred-foot-long sword rainbow, its sword energy slicing away more than half of the entire mountain wall. Chilian Old Monster grinned and summoned the Myriad Poison Gourd, its dark green poisonous mist surging out like a tide, corroding the rocks with a "sizzling" sound, instantly melting several large holes more than ten feet wide.
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