Chapter 1039
The Impending Threat
Dan Yan's wariness did not diminish; she knew the power of the East Sea Dragon Palace: "Since you have no ill intentions, please leave. We are already protecting this place; there is no need for outside interference."
The old man from the East Sea smiled slightly and said nothing more, but turned his gaze to the direction where Yun Feiyang was, as if observing something. His gaze was deep and unfathomable.
At this moment, the atmosphere above the Black Fiend Sect was extremely oppressive, with everyone waiting for the impending storm, and the power of heaven and earth seemed to have reached some kind of strange resonance.
Under Dan Yan's command, the frost barrier on the Black Fiend Sect's high platform continued to expand, forming layers of protective barriers that shimmered with cold light. She stood at the edge of the platform, dressed in snow-white robes, her long hair flowing, her sword pointing to the sky. Her gaze was firm and profound, as if it could pierce through the impending threat.
Suddenly, a deafening roar echoed across the sky, and a crack formed in the void, emanating blinding light and a fierce wind. A powerful force surged forth from the crack, heading straight for the location of the Black Fiend Sect.
At the center of the formation, Yang Ling felt the pressure emanating from the sky. He took a deep breath, gripped his sword hilt tightly, and his sword energy surged like waves crashing in a storm. He shouted, "Disciples, listen to my command! Stabilize the formation's core, give it your all, and protect the sect!"
The disciples around them each performed their duties, their figures moving swiftly within the formation. Each held a magical artifact, each artifact shimmering with its own unique light, enhancing the formation's energy.
At the same time, Yun Feiyang stood before the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror. Facing the impending impact, he closed his eyes, rapidly formed hand seals, and chanted incantations. Streams of spiritual energy emanated from his body, forming halos that surrounded the mirror, attempting to activate the secret power within it.
The envoy stood beside Yun Feiyang, his expression serious, his gaze piercing. Suddenly, he turned to Yun Feiyang and said, "Master Yun, I can sense not only hostility within that crack, but also a chaotic, ancient power. Should we consider using the power of the mirror to explore the source of the crack?"
Yun Feiyang slowly opened his eyes, a trace of solemnity flashing in them: "What you say makes sense. We may need to use the power of the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror to find out the root of all this." He turned to the mirror, took a deep breath, and gently placed his palm on the mirror surface, which immediately rippled.
The scene in the mirror shifted rapidly, finally settling on a valley shrouded in mist. In the valley stood an ancient altar, intricately carved with runes, and at its center sat a crystal ball emitting a faint glow.
“Look, this is…” Yun Feiyang’s voice was tinged with surprise.
The messenger gazed at the altar in the mirror and whispered, "This seems to be an ancient sealing ritual. That crystal ball may be the key to sealing some kind of power."
At that moment, Yang Ling's voice reached Yun Feiyang and the envoy through a sound transmission spell: "Senior, the situation is urgent. The crack in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and we can feel a strong fluctuation approaching. We need more power to resist it!"
Yun Feiyang immediately made a decision and said to the messenger, "I will try to use the altar that appears in the mirror to counterattack. You go quickly to assist Yang Ling and stabilize the formation."
The envoy nodded, his figure flashed, and he quickly disappeared into the night, heading towards the center of the battle.
Seeing the cracks widen on the high platform, Dan Yan gritted her teeth and swung her longsword repeatedly, each swing bringing with it a gust of cold wind that strengthened the frost barrier. A determined light shone in her eyes as she softly called upon the surrounding cold air: "Frost Spirits, heed my call! Lend me your power to protect this place!"
The surrounding air gradually condensed and took shape, transforming into small ice sculptures. Under Dan Yan's control, they soared into the sky, battling the raging winds surging from the cracks in the heavens. Each ice sculpture charged fearlessly towards the enemy, unleashing bursts of icy energy in an attempt to freeze the invading force.
Yun Feiyang stood before the Netherworld Mystic Fire Mirror, his ten fingers rapidly forming hand seals, his eyes flashing with resolute light. The ancient altar and crystal ball reflected in the mirror seemed to become guiding lights for his mind. He took a deep breath, silently chanting an incantation, and thrust his palms forcefully towards the mirror. A beam of light shot out from the mirror, piercing straight through the crack in the sky... "Use the mirror as a guide, form an array on the altar, seal the power, and restore it to its rightful place!" Yun Feiyang shouted, his spiritual energy surging wildly into the beam of light.
Within the rift in the sky, howling winds and thunder roared. However, as Yun Feiyang's incantation echoed, the winds and thunder seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, gradually converging towards the altar's crystal ball.
At the same moment, Yang Ling, wielding a longsword in the center of the battle formation, directed his disciples to defend against the attacks surging from the rifts. His sword dance was seamless and fluid, each swing creating shards of sword light that shattered the approaching threats one by one.
"Hold on, everyone! Senior Yun is using a sealing technique. We just need to withstand this attack!" Yang Ling shouted, boosting the morale of his disciples.
Dan Yan, sensing Yun Feiyang's sealing power from the high platform, felt a flicker of joy in her eyes. She brandished her ice sword, commanding the ice-sculpted beasts to resist the raging wind, "Frost Spirits, help me gather my power and freeze this gale!"
As she called out, the ice-sculpted beasts unleashed a chilling aura, gradually condensing the gale into ice crystals that fell from the sky.
However, the rift in the sky seemed to sense the threat to the seal, and surged with even more violent power. Bolts of lightning descended from the sky, crashing towards the Black Fiend Gate's protective array.
"Watch out!" the messenger shouted, his figure flashing as he stood in front of a bolt of lightning. He formed a hand seal, and a powerful aura erupted from his body, blocking the lightning from entering.
Seeing this, Yang Ling also leaped into the air and joined the envoy in battle. Their swords clashed with lightning, unleashing a dazzling brilliance.
"Senior Yun, we need more power to resist the might of the thunder!" Yang Ling used a sound transmission talisman to ask Yun Feiyang for help.
Yun Feiyang was already drenched in sweat before the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror, yet he persisted in his sealing technique. Hearing Yang Ling's cry for help, he took a deep breath and retrieved a golden pill from his robes.
"This is my treasured golden pill, which contains my life's cultivation. Now that the sect is in danger, how can I sit idly by?" Yun Fei said, then swallowed the golden pill.
As the golden elixir entered his stomach, Yun Feiyang felt his entire body brimming with power. He formed another hand seal, and an even stronger surge of spiritual energy flowed into the pillar of light, reaching straight to the rift in the sky.
"Seal it, reinforce it!" Yun Feiyang shouted sharply. The power surging from the rift in the sky was gradually drawn to the crystal ball on the altar. The crystal ball emitted a dazzling light, absorbing the violent power one by one.
As the sealing technique strengthened, the rift in the sky gradually shrank. Yang Ling and the envoy also felt the pressure lessen in the air. They smiled at each other and continued to swing their swords, annihilating the remaining lightning.
Dan Yan, standing on the high platform, breathed a sigh of relief. She sheathed her ice sword and watched as the rift in the sky slowly closed. She knew that the crisis was temporarily averted, thanks entirely to Yun Feiyang's sealing technique and the combined efforts of everyone. (End of Chapter)