Before heading to the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Bai Ying went to a certain place alone and killed three people along the way.
The three men didn't even have time to scream before they died.
Blood stained the mountain stream. She looked at the three corpses, wiped the blood off her sword expressionlessly, turned and left to rejoin the Xuan Tian Sect members.
When the Xuan Tian Sect's warships pressed down on the Wan Du Sect like a dark cloud covering the sky, the entire cultivation world was shaken.
Such a large-scale war to destroy a sect is extremely rare in the cultivation world over the past thousand years.
Within a hundred miles of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth surged violently, like boiling water. Countless sword lights soared into the sky, weaving into an impenetrable killing net in the firmament. The battle formation formed by the three thousand disciples of the Xuantian Sect exuded a suffocating pressure.
Those sects that were on good terms with the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect rushed over upon hearing the news, but when they saw the white figure in front of them, they all stopped in their tracks.
Bai Ying stood in mid-air, her white robes fluttering in the wind. With a light tap of her fingertips, a dazzling sword light slashed through the sky, leaving a crack in the void that lingered for a long time.
"Those who don't want to die, get lost." Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears. "Anyone who interferes—" With a flick of her wrist, the void rift suddenly expanded, swallowing a mountain whole, "This is their fate."
The onlookers were all visibly shaken and retreated several miles. An elderly man with white hair muttered resentfully, "She might still possess some ancient treasure..."
"Shut up!" His companion grabbed him, his voice trembling. "Are you crazy? Didn't you see her sword strike? Do you want your life or the treasure?"
In the distance, the protective array of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had already glowed with a blood-red light. Bai Ying gazed at the familiar mountain gate, her eyes flashing with a cold light. She slowly raised her hand, and the war drums of the Xuan Tian Sect suddenly sounded, causing birds and beasts within a hundred miles to scatter and flee.
Inside the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Madam Xia paced anxiously in the main hall. When she saw that familiar figure in the sky, her delicate face instantly twisted in pain.
"How is she still alive?!" Madam Xia's sharp nails dug deeply into her palms, blood dripping from between her fingers. "That bastard should have died long ago!"
The leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, standing to the side, said with a face ashen: "What's the rush? She's just a young girl."
He slammed his fist on the table and stood up abruptly. "Activate the mountain-protecting formation! I want to see how long she can be so arrogant!"
After saying that, the mountain-protecting formation was activated.
The entire mountain gate suddenly trembled violently. All seventy-two array towers simultaneously lit up with blinding blood-red light, and the mountain-protecting array bared its fangs like a ferocious beast awakening.
"boom!"
A crimson beam of light shot into the sky, transforming into thousands of venomous python phantoms that roared as they pounced on the Xuan Tian Sect's camp.
However, just as the cultivators of Xuantian Sect were concentrating their energy and preparing for a desperate battle, Bai Ying suddenly raised her hand and waved it.
Hundreds of array flags burst forth from the sky, each one precisely piercing the vital point of the great array.
The ancient runes on the flag suddenly lit up, shining as brightly as stars.
Master Wei Ji gasped, his white beard fluttering even without wind: "She actually intends to... forcibly reverse the essence of the great formation?!"
The protective array emitted a painful hum, its crimson patterns twisting and deforming eerily as if torn apart by an invisible hand. The spirit stones at the array's core shattered one after another, exploding into blinding flames.
"Look! The formation is changing color!" The Wan Du Sect disciple pointed to the sky in horror. The originally blood-red protective shield was visibly fading, gradually turning into a cold, ghostly blue. That color was just like the spiritual energy dancing on Bai Ying's fingertips.
The elder guarding the formation turned ashen-faced, and the formation plate in his hand shattered in two with a "crack": "It's over...she's not breaking the formation...she's seizing it!"
The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect staggered backward, knocking over the incense table behind him. He roared hysterically, "Impossible! This great formation has been passed down for a thousand years, how could it..."
"boom!"
A deafening roar interrupted his words. The entire formation trembled violently, and countless dark blue light blades shot out from the formation's patterns, pouring down like a torrential rain. Those light barriers that once guarded the mountain gate had now become the most deadly weapons.
"Help!"
"The great formation... the great formation is attacking us!"
A piercing scream echoed through the sky.
Bai Ying stood in mid-air, her robes fluttering. With a flick of her finger, another array flag shot out, piercing straight into the core of the grand formation. The instant the flag entered the formation, the entire formation let out its final mournful cry, and completely changed hands!
At this moment, the entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence.
Whether it was the cultivators from various sects watching from afar or the Xuan Tian Sect members who were poised to attack, they all stared dumbfounded at the white figure in the sky.
"This...this..." An elderly cultivator with white hair and beard trembled, his fingers shaking, barely able to speak. "The mountain-protecting formation...that's...the mountain-protecting formation! How is this possible!"
The young cultivator beside him was even more ashen-faced: "Grandmaster Uncle, our sect's protective array... it couldn't be..."
The old monk suddenly covered his mouth, looking in horror in Bai Ying's direction, as if afraid of being overheard.
Within the Xuantian Sect's camp, Wei Ji Zhenren's forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
He suddenly remembered that a few days ago, when Bai Ying was a guest at the Xuan Tian Sect, she had gazed thoughtfully at their protective array for a long time...
"Fortunately...fortunately...our sect was on good terms with Fairy Bai from the very beginning! She really is..."
Every time he thought he knew how powerful the White Fairy was, she would show an even more incredible side.
She is truly a prodigy.
Master Wei Ji secretly rejoiced, his back already soaked with cold sweat.
Those cultivators who had originally coveted the secret treasures on Bai Ying's body were now terrified.
Some people even quietly retreated to the back of the crowd, afraid of being noticed.
"No wonder she was able to kill so many Void Refinement Realm experts..." a sect leader murmured, "Her mastery of formations is simply..."
"Unheard of!" another elder exclaimed, his voice trembling. "If we anger her, our sect's protective formation..."
These words sent a chill down the spines of everyone around them.
You must know that the mountain-protecting formation is the last resort for each sect to save their lives!
In the center of the battlefield, Bai Ying ignored everyone's reactions.
She focused solely on manipulating the reversal formation, watching the Wan Du Sect disciples flee in panic under her protective mountain formation.
At that moment, the cultivators of the Xuantian Sect surged towards the Wandu Sect like a tidal wave, their battle cries shaking the heavens and the earth.
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