Li Taibai formed a sword with his fingers and, together with Feng Qingyang, charged at one of the old men.
Lin Ting led the remaining Nascent Soul Stage cultivators to surround the other three old men.
The remaining hundred-plus direct disciples charged at everyone else.
“Hold on for a moment! The Star Sect’s Grand Elder will arrive soon!” Feng Qingyang roared.
Everyone had very little spiritual power left in their bodies, but they forcibly circulated their dao techniques, fighting the enemy with a desperate attitude.
Fortunately, these were only four medium-to-small sects, with a total of just over ten thousand people, and the disciples’ strength was not too strong.
Besides the four old men, the highest cultivation level was only at the Mid Golden Core Stage.
Facing the Ziwei Sect and Hehuan Sect’s direct disciples, they had no room to retaliate and were continuously pushed back.
Seeing that this was not a solution, the four old men decisively retreated, leading their remaining disciples a hundred miles away.
“Don’t chase! Retreat back into the sect and wait for Chu Huaian to return!”
Feng Qingyang stopped everyone’s desire to pursue and kill.
This was the best time to recover spiritual power, and everyone else also realized this point, retreating into the sect one after another.
“Senior Brother Taibai, where are Senior Sister and the others?”
Zhao Mubai and his group hurried to Li Taibai’s front, their faces showing anxiety.
“They died.” Li Taibai spoke indifferently, then thought for a moment and added, “They’ll be back soon.”
Everyone was confused; did they die or not?!
Meeting a senior brother like Li Taibai, who couldn’t even string a coherent sentence together, made everyone feel a bit helpless.
Everyone sat cross-legged in the center of the square, seizing the time to replenish their spiritual power.
Soon, ten minutes passed, and suddenly dense black dots appeared on the distant horizon, with dozens of figures in front, their aura like a rainbow, appearing above everyone in the blink of an eye.
“They’re here!”
Feng Qingyang suddenly opened his eyes and flew into the air, standing suspended.
Everyone else followed closely, standing beside him and looking at the opponents from afar.
At the same time, within the Hua Xia Sect’s territory, dozens of lights flashed by.
Luo Xi, Xia Ling, Chu Heshan, Shen Qinghan, Sun Yiyi, and a group of players appeared before everyone.
Except for Luo Xi, all the others were fifth-batch players, and everyone had a free resurrection opportunity.
“You guys aren’t dead???”
Seeing Luo Xi and the others, Lin Ting and the rest looked stunned, with big question marks above their heads.
Luo Xi smiled, holding Xia Ling’s small hand, and walked step by step into the void.
“Everyone, we’re here.” Luo Xi spoke softly.
“Where’s Zhao Shijie?” Feng Qingyang scanned everyone, and his heart sank.
“Those people, they won’t be able to make it for another three days.”
Hearing this answer, Feng Qingyang’s face blossomed into a smile, and the gloom weighing on his heart was swept away.
“Now is not the time for pleasantries. You must leave here immediately, escape from Jizhou, and hide. Return for revenge when you are strong enough.” An elder interrupted their conversation.
Everyone turned to look at the dozens of people in front; behind them, disciples from various sects were continuously gathering towards them.
Their numbers were so vast that they stretched as far as the eye could see, and the sky was dyed a grayish hue.
“This is our home; we will not leave.” Luo Xi shook her head slightly.
Looking at the other players, they were already rubbing their fists, poised for action.
“Sister Luo Xi, what do we do now? Should we make a move?” A player raised a long saber, his eyes showing ferocity.
“I was stabbed to death by their chaotic blades before, and now that I think back, it’s truly infuriating!” Someone gritted their teeth and said resentfully.
“I saw the Star Sect disciples die to cover us; if this grudge is not avenged, it will be against heavenly principles!”
“Revenge! No matter what, we must have revenge! It’s just dying one more time!”
Numerous players shouted loudly, bursts of killing intent erupting from their bodies.
That was killing intent honed from amidst a pile of ten thousand people, already solidified into form.
Those who didn’t know might have thought this group of people were all heavily murderous members of a demonic cult.
“Master told us not to be impulsive, to hold on until everyone returns,” Xia Ling said crisply.
While they were speaking, the dozens of Grand Elders on the opposite side had clearly reached a consensus, instantly erupting their spiritual power and collectively charging at them.
There was nothing to say between the two sides; it was either you die or I perish.
“Damn it, they still dare to attack!”
“Everyone, grab your weapons and fight them!”
“Don’t be impulsive! These are dozens of Yuan Ying Stage cultivators! Retreat into the sect first!”
Feng Qingyang stopped everyone, leading them all back to the central square.
“Grandpa, you take the others to the spirit stone mine and move the spirit stones out.”
As soon as they returned to the ground, Luo Xi immediately directed everyone.
The sect-guarding formation could withstand attacks from the Transformation God Realm, but this required the augmentation of spiritual power.
“Everyone, please take your designated positions and guard the formation eyes.”
“Alright!”
Luo Xi dispersed everyone, spreading them throughout every corner of the sect.
As soon as they took their seats, streaks of light instantly shot into the sky, transforming into a protective shield that enveloped the entire Hua Xia Sect.
Above, dozens of Yuan Ying Stage cultivators collectively unleashed their cultivation, and all their spells and divine abilities crashed onto the protective shield.
Bang—
The protective shield remained intact, blocking the enemy’s offensive.
“Activate the Emperor’s Weapon!”
An old man stepped out from the crowd, holding a tattered ancient scroll in both hands, slowly opening it.
In an instant, heaven and earth suddenly changed color, clouds rolled back, the firmament was torn open, and a ray of rosy light shone upon the ancient scroll.
“Immortal Emperor aura!”
Everyone felt the Emperor’s might, and their hearts inexplicably trembled.
Those with weak wills had already knelt on the ground, kowtowing devoutly.
“It’s not enough. To unleash its power, I need all fellow Daoists to act with me.”
As he finished speaking, dozens of Yuan Ying Stage cultivators simultaneously channeled spiritual power into the ancient scroll.
The next second, above the Nine Heavens, a sea of clouds surged, purple lightning moved like dragons within the clouds, and an ancient Daoist sound echoed through the void, from far to near.
Suddenly, a phantom seemed to cross the river of time, stepping out from the ancient scroll.
The moment it appeared, all the mountains within a thousand li radius collapsed, chaotic energy permeated the surroundings, and space shattered and then reformed, simply unable to withstand the phantom’s pressure.
Before long, the phantom grew larger and larger, occupying a vast expanse of the sky, with profound Daoist patterns flowing around its body; each flicker caused a star to fall.
Everyone knelt on the ground in unison, and those with slightly weaker cultivation instantly had their heads explode with blood.
It gently raised a finger, like a pillar supporting the sky, slowly descending.
At the fingertip, Daoist patterns flickered, and in a trance, three thousand worlds seemed to undergo birth, destruction, and reincarnation within it.
“This is just an Immortal Emperor’s afterimage, yet it causes such terrifying pressure; it’s too horrifying!” Someone exclaimed in shock.
Within the formation, everyone was hunched over, desperately resisting the terrifying pressure.
“I can’t do it! I can’t hold on much longer!” Lin Ting’s face was distorted, and blood flowed from his seven orifices.
Thump, thump—
One after another, people fell, fainting.
“Xia Ling!”
At the critical moment, Li Taibai and a few others lifted Xia Ling and flew up.
The Chaos Bell flew out from Xia Ling’s body, emitting waves of grand Daoist sounds.
Two ineffable Emperor’s might collided.
They clearly felt time reversing, and the scene before their eyes showed continuous scenes of worlds collapsing, after which they found themselves in the universe, with countless stars flowing, destroying and reforming.
“Xia Ling, steady your mind!”
Luo Xi shouted loudly, and the lotus mark on her forehead burst forth with dazzling light, shielding everyone in the middle.
Crack, crack—
Faint cracking sounds fell upon everyone’s ears.
Sun Yiyi’s body was seen breaking inch by inch, disappearing little by little.
Following closely were Chu Heshan and Shen Qinghan, who were also annihilated by the Great Dao.
“Pfft…”
Li Taibai spat out a large mouthful of blood, his body swaying precariously.
His divine soul was shattering, and his consciousness gradually blurred.
Seeing this, Luo Xi poured all her spiritual power into Xia Ling’s body, then, together with Li Taibai, shattered along with countless stars.
Xia Ling’s eyes were tightly closed at this moment, her consciousness seemingly returning to Blue Star.
She saw her mom and dad sitting on the sofa, smiling and greeting her.
Her favorite cartoon was playing on the TV.
“Eh?”
Suddenly, a soft sound of surprise echoed in Xia Ling’s ear.
Bang—
The scene before her shattered.
She returned to the sect again, and Luo Xi and the others beside her had already disappeared.
“Interesting.”
In the ethereal realm, she seemed to hear a murmur.
In the eyes of others, Xia Ling disappeared along with the phantom in the sky, leaving only the Chaos Bell and the tattered ancient scroll suspended in the void.
“Emperor’s Weapon!”
“A complete Emperor’s Weapon!”
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—
The eyes of dozens of Yuan Ying Stage cultivators instantly turned red, and they rushed madly towards the Chaos Bell.
“Stop them quickly!” Feng Qingyang roared.
Everyone immediately rose into the air and charged at the enemy.
“The sect-guarding formation is broken! All disciples, heed my command: charge into the Hua Xia Sect and avenge the Sect Master!”
“Kill!”
Over a million cultivators surged into the Hua Xia Sect, vying with each other, obscuring the sky and blocking out the sun.
The earth trembled, and day turned into night.
All cultivators in Jizhou turned their gaze towards this direction.
The times were changing!