Faced with such an offensive, the cultivators of the Xuantian Sect turned ashen-faced, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. They knew that without Bai Ying's presence, it would be no easy task to fight against these evil cultivators who had been immersed in the path of poison for many years. Wei Ji's hand gripping his sword bulged with veins, and True Person Tinglan gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes; today, it seemed they would have to fight to the death.
At this critical moment, a circle of pale blue light suddenly appeared on the ground beneath their feet.
The light, initially faint as a firefly, instantly transformed into a towering curtain of light, blocking all the poison arrows and mist. The poisonous insects struck the light curtain, emitting a sizzling sound before quickly dissipating into wisps of green smoke.
"This is..." Master Tinglan's pupils contracted sharply, then he suddenly realized. He remembered that before Bai Ying entered the cave, she had casually drawn a few marks on the ground with her toes. No one had paid any attention at the time, but it turned out that it was a defensive array she had set up on the spot!
The morale of the Xuan Tian Sect members soared, and Wei Ji couldn't help but burst into laughter: "Fairy Bai is indeed a brilliant strategist!" On the other hand, the elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect had his wrinkled old face contorted beyond recognition. He stared intently at the light screen that flowed with mysterious runes, his withered fingers almost digging into his palm.
"Impossible!" The elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect roared hysterically, his face contorted in agony. His withered fingers formed a sinister hand seal. "A mere defensive array? Watch how I break it!"
He abruptly flicked his sleeve and shouted sternly, "Disciples of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, heed my command! Form the 'Thousand Spider Heart-Devouring Array' and attack with all your might! We must ensure that these hypocrites of the Xuan Tian Sect are reduced to dust!"
Tens of thousands of Poison Sect cultivators immediately changed formation, each forming different poison incantations. In an instant, the poisonous mist transformed into countless ferocious phantoms of poisonous spiders, frantically rushing towards the blue light barrier. Some even bit their tongues, spraying their blood essence onto their natal poisonous insects, causing those insects to swell several times their original size, slamming into the formation barrier with corrosive mucus.
"Quickly! Reinforce the formation!" Beads of sweat dripped from Master Tinglan's forehead as he rapidly formed hand seals, channeling all his spiritual energy into the formation's core.
Wei Ji and the other Xuan Tian Sect disciples followed suit, and for a moment the array shone brightly, barely managing to withstand the attack.
However, the enemy's numbers were simply too overwhelming. The Wan Du Sect cultivators charged forward wave after wave, completely disregarding their own losses. After maintaining the formation for ten days, the light barrier finally began to tremble violently, emitting a teeth-grinding "creaking" sound. The faces of the Xuan Tian Sect members grew increasingly pale, and several of the weaker disciples were already bleeding from the corners of their mouths, clearly on the verge of collapse.
"This can't go on..." Wei Ji gritted his teeth, his hand holding the sword already trembling. "The formation is about to break!"
At this critical moment, the first crack suddenly appeared on the light barrier, followed by a second, a third... cracks spread rapidly like a spiderweb. The elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect laughed wildly, "Hahaha! Let's see how long you can hold out!"
"boom!"
As the last array barrier shattered with a deafening roar, everyone from the Xuantian Sect felt as if their internal organs had been displaced.
Surprisingly, instead of retreating, they all took a step forward. Thirty-seven longswords were drawn simultaneously, their blades aimed directly at the vital points of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect members' throats.
"Three Talents Sword Formation, activate!" Master Tinglan shouted, his voice echoing through the valley.
Upon receiving the command, the disciples moved swiftly, their figures shifting and changing positions like ghosts, forming three mutually supporting sword formations in the blink of an eye.
The longswords in their hands gleamed with a faint blue light, and each strike carried a chilling aura—this was the "Mysterious Ice Sword Technique," a secret technique passed down by the Xuantian Sect, created specifically to counter the poisonous arts of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect.
Wei Ji took the lead, his "Frost Sword" dancing in a perfect arc.
As the sword flashed, the three fist-sized "Heart-Eating Gu" were severed instantly, their green fluids freezing into ice crystals before they even hit the ground.
"For today's battle," Wei Ji pointed his sword directly at the elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, and sneered, "we've been preparing for this for who knows how long! Your lowly poison techniques are nothing but..."
The words abruptly stopped. Wei Ji suddenly felt a dizzying sensation as the world before his eyes began to distort and warp. His prized Frost Sword clattered to the ground, and he collapsed to his knees like a puppet with its strings cut.
"Not good!" Master Tinglan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately activated the "Heart-Clearing Technique" to protect his heart meridian.
But it was too late. One after another, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect fell down, their exposed skin turning a strange bluish-gray at a visible speed, like rice paper that had been splashed with ink.
The elder of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect grinned sinisterly as he pulled a jade flute, its surface a deep, emerald green, covered in dense, eerie runes. "Didn't expect that, did you?" he said smugly, brandishing the flute. "This is our sect's 'Formless Soul-Severing Powder,' a product developed with the combined efforts of our entire sect. It's colorless and odorless, specifically designed to break through the protective qi of you prestigious sects."
Master Tinglan barely managed to stay upright, but his right hand, which was gripping the sword, was trembling uncontrollably. His face was ashen, and cold sweat streamed down his face.
Over the years, they have been targeting the poison attacks of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. They have spent countless efforts just to crack the seventy-two known poisons of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect. However, they never expected that the opponent's poison skills had become so advanced!
"Hahaha!" The members of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect laughed wildly, their laughter filled with madness. "What righteous sects, what Xuan Tian Sect? Nothing but this! Today, we will use your heads to sacrifice for the banner of our Ten Thousand Poisons Sect!"
The elder raised his withered, emaciated arm, about to order the slaughter, but at that moment—
A clear, resonant sword cry suddenly echoed from the depths of the cave. Immediately afterwards, a pure white light shot into the sky...
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