Chapter 113: Sand Trap There is no male or female protagonist in this chapter!
Outside Wubei Town, where the seal of the spiritual vein was revealed, Tianyan's disciples were fighting against hundreds of countless monsters under the personal command of Qi Yuanbai.
Those dark humanoid monsters made of thick fog shuttled quickly in front of them, like phantoms, dazzling people.
The disciples, swords in hand, mobilized all their minds and focused on responding, meeting their attacks with sword after sword.
It would be more accurate to say that it is entanglement rather than attack.
Those phantoms in the thick fog flew extremely fast, as if deliberately provoking their anger and attracting their attention. They kept approaching and dancing wildly, and once they drew their swords to stab them, they fled quickly.
The monsters were light and could gather into thick black shadows or suddenly disperse into the air, making it impossible to catch them. Even if a few disciples had monster-killing bags, they would be of little use in this situation where they could not catch up.
As the monsters roam around, they will erode the monks' minds bit by bit without them noticing. If they are not careful, within two hours, they will completely attach themselves to them and control their every move.
Fortunately, behind the disciples, there are the headmaster Qi Yuanbai and several Tianyan elders.
After several people flew their swords to a higher place and looked down at the situation below, they looked at each other and reached a tacit understanding.
As soon as Qi Yuanbai shouted "form a battle formation", several people quickly separated and arranged themselves above the disciples below according to the direction of the sword formation. While temporarily holding up a line of defense for the disciples, they advanced towards the northwest.
Right there, on a barren piece of sand, the yellow sand was swirling and dancing in the wind, forming a huge vortex.
The center of the quicksand vortex is sunken, like the center of a formation. Wrapped in the flying sand, there is a figure of even denser darkness.
He was a man wearing a long cloak, with his head lowered so that his expression could not be seen clearly. Without thinking, one would naturally associate him with a demon cultivator - not the demon cultivator in the Demon Realm who was now under the leadership of Cang Yan and lived in peace with the two realms of immortals, but the demon cultivator who had caused a bloody storm across the entire continent many years ago.
He sat cross-legged in the center of the vortex. No matter how the flying sand danced or how the wind whistled, he remained motionless as a mountain, as if he had nothing to do with the chaotic scene here. But if you looked closely, you would find that with him as the center, there were countless tiny filaments around him, pulled by spiritual power.
Those filaments were much thinner than a hair, entwined in mid-air, remotely controlling countless monsters in the distance.
The young disciples had not experienced the great battle many years ago, but Qi Yuanbai and several elders were all deeply impressed by it.
Without looking too closely, just from the slightly hunched shadow and the dark background, they could recognize that the one controlling the chaos at the center of the vortex was none other than Kun Sheyang, the great devil who had wreaked havoc on the three realms and nearly overturned the Western Spiritual Vein.
"It's really him!" Elder Chang whispered, sounding a little surprised but not shocked.
Perhaps the only one who could cause such a big commotion in the westernmost part and control so many monsters at the same time was Kun Sheyang.
The last time Jiang Hanqiu led a group to support the West Pole mission, it was Kun Sheyang's remnant soul that was causing trouble. However, compared to the insignificant remnant soul from last time, this one was clearly more complete and more powerful.
“I didn’t expect that just a remnant soul could have such powerful strength.” Elder Shen said in a deep voice.
Several people maintained the unique formation of Tianyan Sword Technique and moved forward at a constant speed. As the distance shortened, everyone finally saw clearly that under the center of the vortex where he was, there was a constant flow of spiritual power.
"The spiritual vein has been opened! No wonder he has endless power!"
"How could this be? After the great war, dozens of powerful beings used all their strength to set up countless seals across the continent. How did he escape and at the same time, overcome so many obstacles and find the spiritual vein?!"
Even the elders could not face such a situation calmly, and no one wanted to see the tragic situation of many years ago happen again.
"Oh no! If this continues, I'm afraid the northwest continent will sink, and even the entire continent will collapse. Is he trying his old tricks again, trying to drag the entire continent down with him?"
"No, Master Brother, we should quickly send a letter to Taixu Sect and Wuding Sect, asking them to send people to support us!"
After saying this, Elder Chang sent a message to his eldest disciple who had followed him, instructing him to pass the message on.
Even Elder Qin, who always followed Qi Yuanbai closely, became nervous: "Yes, not only them, we also need to send a message to Xie Hanyi to come over. In this world, I'm afraid he is the only one who can suppress Kun Sheyang!"
In the Battle of Changgeng that year, although countless powerful people participated, everyone knew that the final crucial sword strike was made by Xie Hanyi.
In that great war, many powerful men were lost. Some of them died, such as Qi Guiyuan, the former head of Tianyan and Qi Yuanbai's father, or disappeared from the public eye and never appeared in public again. Now, the only one who is still there is Xie Hanyi.
As Elder Qin spoke, he took out the jade token and quickly sent a message to the sect.
But before he could put away his jade token, the quicksand that had formed a vortex in front of him sank a lot, as if the earth's crust supporting the yellow sand had been drained away.
This subsidence started from the vortex and spread in all directions. As far as the eye could see, the entire land was sinking.
"It's too late," Qi Yuanbai glanced around, his face showing an unprecedented seriousness and determination, "We must act now."
"But, Junior Brother Xie is not here..." Elder Chang has always acted cautiously and sometimes a little conservative. He would not dare to act rashly without a great chance of winning.
Others were also a little worried, and even Elder Qin did not agree with him at the first time.
Qi Yuanbai paused, not looking at them. He stared intently at Kun Sheyang, who was greedily absorbing the power from the spiritual veins at the center of the vortex. He spoke slowly but with extraordinary determination, "I'll do it."
They were all stunned, not expecting him to make such a decision. But they had no time to argue, as the black shadow formed by the thick fog was becoming clearer and more solid at a speed visible to the naked eye.
His physical body had already vanished into thin air in the Battle of Chang Geng, but when his strength reached a certain level, even without a physical body, he was invincible.
And now, when he is still concentrating on accumulating strength, it is the most likely time to defeat him.
"Tianyan formation, form the array!"
Without waiting for anyone to react, Qi Yuanbai had already continued to advance in that direction.
He was riding a sword in front alone, so the others naturally couldn't let him take the risk alone, so they had to quickly form the Tianyan formation, follow him, and watch his left, right, and back.
The closer they got, the more they could feel the surging spiritual power. It was oppressive and made people feel shaken. They wanted to ignore everything else and sit down on the spot to absorb the power.
Along with this, there are also those thin threads used to control other monsters, which are hindering their progress.
Elder Qin swung his sword at the thin line on his side without thinking, and several other elders also swung their swords.
I thought those thin wires would be cut directly to relieve the pressure on the disciples who were entangled with the tricky monsters in the back. However, Kun Sheyang did it for some reason. Those thin wires used for traction were extremely flexible. No matter how sharp and powerful the sword intent was, they were just moved away lightly without being affected at all.
Several elders with impressive cultivation seemed to have the strength but didn't know where to put it.
Fortunately, this swing of the sword cleared a path for Qi Yuanbai.
He walked in the front, changed from the state of controlling the sword to the state of holding the sword and attacking, and attacked Kun Sheyang quickly.
After all, he was the great devil who once shocked the three realms. Before he got close, he had already built a layer of transparent protection at the edge of the vortex, which looked thin but was actually solid and could block most attacks.
Qi Yuanbai was the cultivator second only to Xie Hanyi in Tianyan Sect. Although he was not completely blocked, his sword only penetrated one foot into the transparent protection.
The tip of the sword only stabbed the outer edge of the vortex a few times, and was still quite a distance away from Kun Sheyang in the center. However, Qi Yuanbai himself was pushed back half a step by the recoil force.
"Master!"
Elder Qin shouted and hurried forward, supporting his sword with his other hand behind his back. Then, together with several others, he attacked the transparent protection at the same time according to the rhythm of the Tianyan formation.
With Qi Yuanbai's attack just now, the defense was slightly loosened. Now the elders were attacking together and would soon break it.
At the same time, after Qi Yuanbai's message, the disciples in the back also followed the elders' example, forming large and small formations and using demon-killing bags to deal with the chaotic attacks.
The Tianyan formation had been honed for hundreds and thousands of years and was very effective. In just a moment, it allowed the disciples to temporarily stabilize their position.
The vortex was surrounded by formations, which were approaching step by step. It seemed that they had made a breakthrough, but before they could break the defense in one go, Kun Sheyang's shadow became stronger.
With a wave of his hand, the ground sank another inch.
More spiritual power rushed out from the ground, causing everyone to be dazed for a moment.
While they tried their best to restrain the urge to absorb, they focused all their attention on dealing with the situation before them.
Even the movements of several elders were slowed down for a moment.
Only Qi Yuanbai was not distracted from beginning to end. He just focused on the figure in the middle of the vortex. Seeing that the situation was becoming more and more dangerous, several disciples with lower cultivation levels not far away had their calves buried in the quicksand. It wouldn't be long before they would be submerged by the yellow sand that was full of spiritual power and kept sinking.
Qi Yuanbai's eyes darkened, and without discussing with everyone, he picked up the sword and cut his wrist. Blood was immediately smeared on the blade, forming a sharp contrast between silver and white.
The eyes of several elders darkened and they quickly realized what he was going to do.
To wash the sword with blood is to quickly put all one's strength into the sword. In this way, the power of the sword will reach its peak, while the physical body will become as fragile as paper.
He is risking his life.
"Master!" Elder Chang called out, and seeing this, he quickly exerted his strength and, together with the others, chiseled a gap in the defense that had just loosened.
Qi Yuanbai flew in from there and stabbed Kun Sheyang in the middle with a sword.
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