Under the fierce attack, which was like a storm, the light screen trembled and its originally dazzling light began to flicker.
Each time that incredibly fierce attack landed with a thunderous crash, it was as if a gigantic hammer of immense weight had slammed into the hearts of Elder Xun and the other two, causing them to tremble with fear.
At this moment, the veins on Daoyuan's forehead bulged out, resembling ferocious and terrifying earthworms coiled on them.
He gritted his teeth and poured all his strength into the vast and powerful divine power within him, continuously channeling it into the crumbling light screen in an attempt to stabilize the situation.
Ning Que, standing to the side, was also deathly pale. He clenched his teeth and gripped the dimmed magic weapon tightly with both hands, struggling to hold on with his strong willpower.
Just at this critical moment, Lingxuan suddenly shouted loudly, his voice shaking the heavens!
At the same time, the flames burning on the longsword in his hand suddenly surged wildly, like a ferocious fire dragon baring its fangs and claws, slashing fiercely down at the light screen with earth-shattering force.
A deafening roar followed – “Boom!”
The light screen finally gave way and was instantly torn open with a huge gap.
Upon seeing this scene, the powerful members of the Spirit Clan who had been eyeing the area from the outside immediately intensified their attacks like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey.
In an instant, all sorts of incredibly powerful spells surged forth like a raging tide, overwhelming the newly formed breach.
Just as the Spirit Clan's overwhelming attack came crashing down like a surging tide, suddenly, a mysterious and dazzling light shot in from afar like lightning.
This beam of light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it pierced straight through the Spirit Clan's impenetrable wave of attacks with overwhelming force.
Surprisingly, the person who made this bold move was none other than Jun Zhantian, the renowned patriarch of the Wuwei Dao Sect!
At this moment, Jun Zhantian solemnly formed a series of complex and profound hand seals with his hands, while simultaneously chanting an obscure and difficult-to-understand incantation in a low voice.
As he moved and chanted, a dazzling golden shield suddenly appeared at an astonishing speed and rapidly expanded, instantly enveloping Elder Xun and the other two completely.
Upon seeing Jun Zhantian lend a helping hand at this moment, Dao Yuan and Ning Que were stunned, their faces filled with bewilderment and confusion.
There was absolutely no friendship between the Kaoshan Sect and the Wuwei Dao Sect;
Not only that, but the two of them were complete strangers to Jun Zhantian, and there was absolutely no emotional bond between them.
So the question is, why did Jun Zhantian choose to step forward and lend a helping hand to them at this critical moment?
What's more, the enemy they are facing right now is the incredibly powerful Spirit Race!
"Stop standing there dumbfounded! Hurry up and urge your reinforcements to come and help as soon as possible!" Jun Zhantian suddenly turned around and shouted at Dao Yuan and Ning Que, who were still in a state of shock.
In fact, Jun Zhantian's actions this time were out of sheer desperation.
He had made a deal with Qin Feng, agreeing that he must lend a helping hand to the Backing Sect at a critical moment.
Therefore, when he witnessed Elder Xun, Daoyuan, and Ningque enter such a perilous situation, even if he had some concerns, he could not possibly stand idly by and do nothing.
Upon hearing Jun Zhantian's words, Daoyuan and Ning Que seemed to awaken from a dream, slowly recovering from their astonishment.
Dao Yuan moved extremely quickly, immediately taking out a communication artifact unique to their sect from his storage ring.
This magical artifact can transmit information to the sect headquarters across vast distances.
Time passed by, but surprisingly, during this long period of time, only Elder Xun, a powerful figure from the Backing Mountain Sect, hurriedly arrived.
This situation is extremely abnormal!
It should be understood that, in the face of such a major event, the Backing Mountain Sect should, in principle, send more powerful figures to provide support.
At this moment, Lingxuan, who had been silent all along, finally came to his senses.
His once handsome face was now contorted with extreme rage, his eyes blazing as he stared straight at Jun Zhantian and demanded sharply, "Jun Zhantian, do you also wish to be an enemy of my Spirit Clan?"
Upon hearing this, Jun Zhantian's face revealed a deep sense of helplessness. He sighed softly, as if his heart was burdened with endless sorrow.
Then, he slightly raised his head, met Lingxuan's angry gaze, and slowly said, "Holy Son Lingxuan, please believe me, deep down I truly do not wish to forge an enmity with the Ling Clan!"
At this point, he couldn't help but smile bitterly and continued, "I had no choice but to do it!"
Lingxuan snorted coldly, his face full of disdain, and said, "Stop telling me your so-called hardships!"
"If you don't want your Wuwei Dao Sect to suffer annihilation, you'd better get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame this Holy Son for being impolite!"
Upon hearing this, Jun Zhantian frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He sneered, "Heh, Lingxuan, your words are truly arrogant and presumptuous!"
"Do you think you can scare away my entire Wuwei Dao Sect all by yourself?"
He straightened his body, emanating an invisible pressure.
"I acknowledge that your Spirit Clan is powerful, but my Wuwei Dao Sect is by no means a pushover!"
Jun Zhantian stared firmly at Ling Xuan, showing no fear whatsoever.
"Hmph! If you insist on going against those three fellow Daoists from the Backing Mountain Sect, then I'll accompany you to the end. I want to see who comes out on top in the end!"
Just as tensions were running high and the atmosphere was at its most intense, suddenly, a voice as loud as a great bell resounded through the air: "Sage Lingxuan, we've come to your aid!"
Lingxuan was startled by the sound, and then subconsciously turned his head to look in the direction from which the sound came.
Two figures were seen rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed in the distance, arriving in front of them in the blink of an eye.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Pure Yang Master and Wang Xianzhi!
Lingxuan glanced at Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi, and said arrogantly, "My Ling Clan has more than twenty powerful experts here, we don't need your help!"
Both Chunyang Zhenren and Wang Xianzhi were stunned. They hadn't expected Lingxuan to refuse.
Isn't this like offering their warm welcome to someone who doesn't reciprocate?
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