But now is not the time to explore in detail. The most important thing is to block the leakage of the Nine Netherworld Qi.
So she jumped down lightly, her body slowly floated up, and the bright moon behind her gradually appeared.
"You will stand on each side and help me set up the seal."
"Yes." Everyone agreed.
So, Loran Hill began to exert his full strength.
First of all, there was the turbid undead magic that kept overflowing from it. Under Loran Hill's command, an extremely mighty wind blew through the entire hall.
The bone-chilling cold wind corrodes the rocks on the mountain wall, as if blowing into the soul, making people shiver and feel cold.
Seventeen purple-robed disciples stood in the wind with difficulty, trying to steady their bodies. Even though they were all from the Undead Order, they felt a little overwhelmed when faced with such a strong Undead magic power.
For living things, the magic of the dead is harmful. Only the existence of the dead sequence can overcome and offset this erosion. However, this ability to overcome is not unlimited. Now it makes them feel cold in their hands and feet.
Fortunately, these disciples were no weaklings. Within seconds, they recovered, and then, one purple magic core after another gradually condensed before them. Since they had broken the seal, they naturally knew something about it.
Under the command of this mysterious girl, they gradually understood the secret and began to assist in the construction.
An incomparably complex three-dimensional array gradually formed in the sky above Youtan. The intricate nodes within it resembled stars at night, with points of light moving and distributing throughout, a sight that was truly dazzling.
The girl stood in the air, the cold wind blowing her hair continuously. She closed her eyes and concentrated, carefully outlining the huge array covering a diameter of hundreds of meters.
Although the disciples of Zhaoye Palace shared some of the burden, the remaining tasks were still heavy.
In the past, the Moon Festival Taiyin Palace sealed this place in accordance with the tidal force of the bright moon in the sky to soothe and regulate. But now that the bright moon has disappeared, she can only rebuild the soothing and regulating function by herself, which is invisibly more troublesome than before.
Time passed slowly, and just as everyone was immersed in casting spells, the magic circle above the deep pool became brighter and brighter, like stars surrounding the moon, and the nodes in it revolved around the silver-haired girl.
The scene in the pitch-black cave was like a dream, unforgettable.
Finally, the long-constructed sealing formation gradually descended, sinking into the depths of the earth. The stars within it shone brightly, flickering and fading in a dazzling display that captivated the senses.
After losing the moon's ability to regulate the tides, Loran Hill switched to using starlight to regulate the magic. Although starlight seemed more ethereal and distant to ordinary people, it was much simpler in her hands. After all, she was the witch who symbolized the stars.
Deep underground, after the magic circle that looked like a sky full of stars fell, the entrance to the cave slowly shrank under its control, slowly shrinking towards the center, until it finally closed completely and dissipated into the air.
This place would become like any other intact paradise cave, revealing itself only at specific times of year. Even if the cave were to emerge, the Nine Netherworld Qi within it would not be allowed to dissipate, but instead would be sealed within the cave, nurturing the natural products within.
Maybe it is a magical and special beast, maybe it is a magical tree or a strange grass like a sea of fire and silver flowers, or maybe it is the purple jade all over the mountain, flowing with the clear springs at the bottom.
After the seal was completed, Loran Hill slowly landed from the sky, stood on the cold rock, and looked down.
The light under the ground disappeared, and a dark river ran through it. The gurgling water passed by this place from afar, but it was unknown in which distant direction it was heading.
After the largest crack in this cave was solved, the other broken caves were also solved quickly.
After several hours, several large broken caves underground were sealed one by one, and all that remained were some small broken cracks.
The girl used a special technique to condense silver gems, which floated beside her, and then gave these gems to the other purple-clothed disciples present.
"You can take these gems to various cracks and cast seals to close them."
"Yes." Although they didn't know what these gems were or where they came from, they didn't want to pry too much as long as they could solve the problem and atone for their sins. They were already guilty, so why bother to cause trouble?
Everyone dispersed for the time being, and in the girl's perception, they headed towards one broken crack after another. As she gradually put her mind at ease, she also slowly walked towards a special broken crack.
This place is different from the other places. Although it is not big, the time and space are more disordered. Not only is the space broken and distorted, but even the time is different.
A silver moon appeared on the girl's forehead again, and then her figure merged into the chaotic gap of time and space like twisted water waves.
A whirlwind of light and shadow, a fleeting moment of reflections from the past, a scene from long, long ago, emerged before her. And within that fleeting image, a familiar figure appeared to the girl.
Wait, this is...
The symbol of the silver moon flowed in Loran Hill's eyes, and then he pieced together these broken fragments of time and space, and the scenes of the past reappeared before him.
In the dilapidated Yama Palace, three young men were arguing under a ferocious and tall statue.
"It's all Yu Jian's fault. If you hadn't messed around, how could we be trapped here?" A young man with a slightly square face and holding a bronze lantern accused angrily.
"How could I know that I would be sucked in suddenly? It's not entirely my fault..." Another young man responded in a low voice with some grievance. He looked handsome and held a bronze sword in his hand.
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