Suddenly, the wind howled and the clouds surged, the world changed color. As Yi Mu finished his last incantation, he drew the Cold Abyss Sword with its red tassel and swung it. A huge black array appeared on the ground beneath everyone's feet, with numerous chains appearing within it, restricting Fang Yue's movements. Fang Yue's expression turned cold. "Yi Mu, how many people do you want to kill?"
All the disciples who were still able to move quickly retreated from the formation's range. Those who were injured by Fang Yue and were unable to move lay on the ground, crying out in disbelief, "Master!"
But how could a disciple of the Xuanmen not recognize this formation? This is a forbidden spell to open the gate to the Ghost Realm. Once the gate to the Ghost Realm is opened, it will devour all living things around it, regardless of whether they are demons or immortals. The Ghost Realm is a place that only dead living things go to.
No one who goes to the ghost realm has ever been heard of coming out alive.
Mu Ning slowly woke up, rubbing her head as she stood up. She was still bewildered by the scene before her, not understanding why everyone was fighting or how she had been injured. Then, a senior brother pulled her away. When she saw Feng Guang, leaning against the wall and walking in the opposite direction, Mu Ning suddenly remembered everything. A look of shock and disbelief appeared on her face. Trembling, she tried to break free from the senior brother holding her, frantically shouting at Feng Guang, "Don't go over there! You'll die!"
"Junior sister, don't worry about them."
Mu Ning recognized the person pulling her as her senior brother, who usually took care of her like an older brother. She used to think that her senior brothers were all very kind, but now... she felt utterly disgusted.
Feng Guang may have heard Mu Ning's voice, or she may not have heard it; no one stopped her.
Although Fang Yue broke free of his chains, the inherent barrier of the formation prevented him from leaving. He ignored the cries for help from the others, and when he saw Feng Guang still walking towards him, his heart jumped. "Feng Guang, don't come any closer!"
Feng Guang ignored his voice and finally approached the dark barrier. With just a light touch, she was sucked into the barrier and fell into Fang Yue's arms.
Yi Mu had exhausted all his cultivation in order to unleash the forbidden spell to open the Gate of Hell, and hundreds of years of effort had come to naught. But what did it matter? The world would remember him. It was he who, wielding the Xuanmen weapon, the Hanyuan Sword, personally killed a great demon who wanted to betray his master and destroy his ancestors, and wreak havoc on the world.
Yimu said kindly, "Why are you so heartless, young lady, to die here with this traitor?"
Feng Guang, nestled in Fang Yue's arms, smiled elegantly and then uttered four words: "None of your business."
Yimu's face turned somewhat pale.
Fang Yue held her limp body, gripping her wrist tightly. Gone was his usual refined demeanor; now he was filled with madness. He spoke in a tone laced with immense anger, "Why did you come in? Don't you know this is a forbidden spell of the Ghost Gate?"
"Fang Yue, I'll tell you something in secret..." Feng Guang seemed oblivious to his anger, and even smiled leisurely as he said, "The Heaven and Earth Sorrow Mantra is a forbidden spell. My master has never allowed me to learn these things, so I don't know it at all. At Mingyin Temple, I was just trying to fool them in order to get you out."
“I know…” Fang Yue raised his hand to stroke her cheek. From the moment she stepped into the formation, he felt a kind of despair, a despair even stronger than when he was about to die.
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