Chapter 130: Ten Thousand People as Firewood, the Netherworld Burns
Chu Xuanyi slammed his hands on the white jade compass stained with blood, stars flashing in his eyes, and poured the remaining magic power in his body into it without reservation!
"Reverse! Push it back!"
He gave up on praying for the world and instead changed the energy of the magic circle from "diffusion" to "suppression"!
"boom!"
The pillar of light that shot up into the sky instantly retracted, transforming into a massive white shield that enveloped the entire platform and the area a hundred feet below. Above the shield, countless star runes swirled, desperately resisting the black energy that continued to rise from the ground.
The black smoke hit the light shield, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound, and the light shield trembled violently, as if it would break at any time.
Chu Xuanyi's body also began to tremble violently, his face became paler, veins bulged on his forehead, and sweat poured down like rain.
He was using his own strength to fight against the entire evil formation and the heart of the underworld that was catalyzed by the will of all people!
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At the same time, this evil aura had spread rapidly to every corner of the capital like ripples.
In the west of the city, in the villa of the famous swordsmith Ouye.
An old man with white hair and beard was holding a three-foot green sword and instructing his disciples on sword techniques.
"The sword is the blade of the heart. If the heart is right, the sword will be right. If the heart is sincere, the sword will be spiritual..."
Before he finished speaking, the sword in his hand suddenly let out a mournful cry, and the originally bright and lustrous light on the sword instantly dimmed, and a trace of rusty black air appeared.
“Master!”
The disciples in the courtyard also cried out in surprise. The swords at their waists, regardless of their grade, seemed to be stimulated by something and hummed uncontrollably. Waves of icy and piercing evil energy emanated from the hilts.
"What... is this aura?" The old man's expression changed drastically, and he looked towards the direction of the imperial city in horror. "What a shocking evil aura! It can actually pollute my sword heart!"
In the south of the city, Miaoshou Hall.
This is the most famous pharmacy in the capital, and behind it is the Qian family, who are proficient in the art of medicine and alchemy.
In the alchemy room in the backyard, a furnace of "Calmness Pills" that was about to be refined suddenly exploded, and the rich medicinal fragrance was instantly replaced by a foul-smelling black smoke.
In the medicine garden, those precious medicinal herbs that were carefully cultivated and contained traces of spiritual energy were now withering and decaying at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Master! This is bad!" A steward came running in, tumbling and crawling. "All our spiritual plants... all our spiritual plants have been contaminated! This... this is even more terrifying than the most powerful poisonous miasma!"
The head of the Qian family looked at the mess on the ground, feeling heartbroken and his eyes filled with fear.
"It's not poisonous miasma... This is the aura of the Netherworld! It's a supremely evil entity capable of polluting all life! The capital... What on earth has happened in the capital?!"
Such scenes are constantly being played out in various sects and families in the capital that are related to the vital energy of heaven and earth and the thoughts of human hearts.
The warriors' vital energy became stagnant, the sorcerers' magical weapons dimmed, and even the scholars and writers felt restless and unable to calm down.
An unprecedented crisis has loomed over the entire capital city.
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Xicheng City God Temple.
Xiao Yu killed the last guard of the broken-armed elder with a single blow. When he rushed into the deepest part of the underground palace, he found that the place was deserted, leaving only an empty altar that was still emitting the aftermath of evil.
"Damn it! He still got away!"
Xiao Yu punched the stone wall and was about to order an investigation when a special communication jade talisman made by the Xuanjiawei in his arms suddenly vibrated wildly, emitting an anxious warning.
This is a signal that something happened in Xuanwu Square!
Xiao Yu's heart trembled, and without thinking too much, he immediately rushed out of the underground palace with a knife in hand.
When he rushed back to Xuanwu Square as fast as he could, what he saw was the thrilling scene of Chu Xuanyi transforming his body into a formation, struggling to support the light shield and resist the endless black air below.
"National Master!"
Xiao Yu's eyes were bloodshot, and he instantly understood Chu Xuanyi's situation.
At this moment, a paper crane, emitting soft starlight all over its body, flew from nowhere, nimbly passed through the chaotic crowd and the rampant evil spirit, and lightly landed on Chu Xuanyi's trembling shoulder.
The paper crane spontaneously combusted without fire, transforming into tiny starlights. An old and urgent voice rang out directly in Chu Xuanyi's sea of consciousness:
"Xuan Yi! I'm Xuan Xuzi! Listen, you've fallen into a trap! This is the long-lost 'Nether Source Reversal Formation' of the Wugu Tribe! This formation feeds on yang and relies on righteousness. The willpower you've gathered from the people is the perfect fuel to detonate the Heart of the Netherworld!"
Chu Xuanyi was shocked, it was true!
Xuanxu Zhenren's voice continued, "Don't force an attack! The more you suppress it, the faster it will devour you! The true core of this formation isn't the Heart of the Netherworld, but deep underground, there's a 'seam center' connected to the dragon vein of the capital! We must find this center and sever it with the power of pure yang. Only then can we remove the fuel from the fire and break this deadlock!"
"I have been expelled from the observatory and cannot come in person. However, I have sent two of my most capable disciples, Qinghe and Qingyun, to assist you with the 'Star Guiding Compass'! This compass can sense the earth's veins and the stars, and may help you find the center of the formation! Remember! Time is running out!"
The eye of the formation!
He suddenly raised his head, his eyes penetrating the crumbling light shield and locking onto Xiao Yu who was looking at him anxiously.
A thought was transmitted instantly.
"Your Majesty!"
Xiao Yu's whole body trembled, and he immediately focused.
"The enemy's real target is here! I'm suppressing the Nether Heart and can't escape! But the crisis in the city has already emerged, and all parties must have noticed something is amiss! Your Highness, please immediately contact Ouye Villa, the Qian family, and all the sects and families in the city that are friendly with our palace! Inform them of the Wugut tribe's conspiracy and ask them to come to our aid as soon as possible!"
"How should they provide support?" Xiao Yu asked anxiously.
"Have the swordsmiths at Ouye Villa use their sword intent to draw the sharp golden energy of all the city's weapons together here to help me stabilize the formation! Have the Qian family prepare all the elixirs and talismans for purifying and exorcising evil spirits to appease the people and purify the surrounding evil spirits! Have the masters from other factions form a formation to guard the square to prevent the remnants of the Wugut tribe from taking advantage of the chaos! Go!"
"What about you?!" Xiao Yu roared, "Can you hold on by yourself?!"
"We must hold on even if we can't!" Chu Xuanyi's mind was filled with a steely will. "Master Xuanxu has sent people over. We still have a chance! The safety of the capital now depends on you and me!"
Xiao Yu clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh. He took a deep look at the figure on the platform, which was shaky but still as straight as a pine tree, and gritted his teeth.
"good!"
He no longer hesitated, turned around and turned into a black lightning, disappearing into the chaotic crowd.
Shortly after Xiao Yu left, two figures, a man and a woman, wearing the Taoist robes with star patterns unique to the observatory, carrying long swords on their backs and holding an ancient compass, came to the bottom of the platform against the flow of people.
They looked at Chu Xuanyi who was struggling in the light shield with serious expressions.
"Brother, the concentration of this Netherworld Energy is even more terrifying than Master expected!" the female disciple named Qingyun exclaimed in shock.
"The Grand Master is using himself to feed the formation, buying us time." The male disciple named Qinghe said solemnly, holding up the Star Compass in his hand. "Junior Sister, prepare to act! No matter what, we must find the center of the formation!"
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