Chapter 1043
I will not let you succeed!
Yang Ling, clad in full armor, stood to Yun Feiyang's right, his hands gripping a longsword tightly. The blade crackled with faint lightning, a testament to his peak fighting spirit. "Senior Yun, we are outnumbered. Should we retreat and temporarily avoid their advance?"
Yun Feiyang shook his head slightly, his voice firm and calm, "No, we cannot let them get close to the research lab. The Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror is of great importance and must not fall into their hands."
Dan Yan gently drew a crystal-clear ice sword from her sleeve, its blade reflecting starlight under the moonlight. Standing to Yun Feiyang's left, she spoke softly, yet with a hint of sternness, "I have set up several frost traps, which will temporarily halt their progress once they step into them."
From the crowd of men in black, a tall leader brandished his Shadow Halberd and coldly shouted, "Yun Feiyang, do you really think you can stop us? Hand over the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror, or you'll bring about your own destruction!"
Yun Feiyang's eyes grew even colder. He waved his arm, and his disciples immediately formed a battle formation behind him, each holding a ball of spiritual energy. "When have I, Yun Feiyang, ever bowed to threats? As long as I have a breath left, I will not let you succeed!"
The battle erupted immediately, with the group of men in black surging forward like a tide, each unleashing powerful shadow energy. However, as they approached Yun Feiyang's location, the ground suddenly cracked open, and countless icy spikes shot up from the ground, instantly freezing several men in black in front of them.
Dan Yan lightly swung her ice sword, channeling the power of frost to form a massive ice wall, blocking the enemy's further advance. Her eyes were cold, and her swordsmanship was incredibly precise, each strike hitting the enemy's vitals with pinpoint accuracy.
Yang Ling was not to be outdone. He strode forward, his long sword flashing with lightning. The lightning weaved through the group of people in black, paralyzing each person it touched.
Yun Feiyang stood still, his hands rapidly forming hand seals while he chanted complex incantations. Suddenly, a massive vortex of spiritual energy appeared in the sky, crackling with lightning and carrying immense power, as it slammed directly into the center of the group of people in black.
The vortex of spiritual energy crashed down, and a series of screams came from the group of people in black. Many people were struck by lightning, their bodies swaying unsteadily, and some even collapsed to the ground.
"What domineering lightning magic!" The black-clad leader's eyes turned sinister as he swiftly dodged a bolt of lightning aimed at him. "Yun Feiyang, your reputation is indeed well-deserved."
Yun Feiyang remained indifferent, his hands continuing to manipulate the vortex of spiritual energy in the sky. "You cowards dare to invade my sect's sacred grounds! Today, I will show you the true magic of immortals!"
Before he finished speaking, with a flick of his wrist, the vortex of spiritual energy suddenly expanded several times over, and the power of the lightning became even more violent, as if it were about to tear the sky apart.
"Quickly form an array to resist!" the black-clad leader shouted sharply. The black-clad men behind him quickly gathered, forming a huge black array in an attempt to resist the earth-shattering power of the thunder.
However, Yun Feiyang's lightning magic was incredibly powerful. Lightning from the sky coalesced into a massive pillar of lightning, which slammed into the black formation. In an instant, the formation trembled violently, and the men in black coughed up blood and staggered backward.
"Hahaha!" Yang Ling laughed loudly, "Senior Yun's lightning technique truly lives up to its reputation! How could these petty scoundrels possibly withstand it?"
Dan Yan smiled and lightly swung his ice sword. A frosty sword aura slashed towards the group of people in black, freezing several wounded people into ice sculptures. "Although Senior Yun's thunder magic is strong, we cannot fall too far behind."
Seeing the perilous situation, the leader of the men in black shouted, "Retreat!" and vanished into the night in a flash. The remaining men in black also scattered and fled.
Yun Feiyang did not pursue them. He waved his hand to disperse the vortex of spiritual energy in the sky, turned around and walked towards the research room. "Strengthen the defenses. They may come back again."
Yang Ling and Dan Yan agreed in unison, and then directed their disciples to clean up the battlefield and repair the defensive formation.
After a night of fierce fighting, although they successfully repelled the men in black, Yun Feiyang and the others understood that this was only the beginning. As the mysteries of the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror gradually became apparent, more forces would covet this treasure.
A few days later, the envoy sent by the Beiming Yunyin Sect returned with a large number of ancient books and secret manuals, accompanied by several experts skilled in sealing formations. "Master Yun, these are elites specially selected by the sect leader," the envoy said, pointing to several cultivators dressed in Beiming Yunyin Sect robes behind him.
Yun Feiyang nodded in thanks, "Thank you for your assistance. With everyone's participation, the research will surely make breakthroughs even faster."
Yun Feiyang then led the experts into the research room to discuss the mysteries of the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror. Yang Ling and Dan Yan were responsible for the sect's daily affairs and defense matters.
The men in black launched several more attacks, all of which were repelled by Yang Ling and Dan Yan's disciples. After each battle, they summarized their experiences and continuously strengthened the sect's defenses.
Months later, Yun Feiyang and his team of experts finally achieved a major breakthrough. They successfully deciphered some of the sealing techniques within the Netherworld Mystic Fire Mirror and mastered the related powerful spells.
"We can now make initial use of the power of the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror," Yun Feiyang said excitedly to Yang Ling and Dan Yan. "This will greatly enhance our strength."
Yang Ling and Dan Yan were overjoyed upon hearing this, "Excellent! This gives us even more confidence to deal with those forces that covet the treasure mirror."
Just as they were celebrating their breakthrough, shocking news arrived: the leader in black had joined forces with several powerful evil factions and was planning a full-scale attack on Yun Feiyang's sect.
"These evil forces have always coveted the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror in our possession," the envoy said solemnly. "This time, their alliance suggests they are determined to obtain it."
A cold glint flashed in Yun Feiyang's eyes. "Hmph! They want the Netherworld Profound Fire Mirror? Let them try! We are fully prepared!"
Under Yun Feiyang's leadership, the entire sect united to prepare for war. They used newly learned magic to enhance the power of their defensive formations and devised detailed tactical strategies.
Several days later, the leader in black led the allied forces to the location of Yun Feiyang's sect. Dark clouds obscured the sun, and thunder rumbled, as if the end of the world had arrived.
"Yun Feiyang! Quickly present the Netherworld Mystic Fire Mirror! Otherwise, today will be the day you die!" the black-clad leader shouted sternly.
Yun Feiyang appeared in the sky above the sect in a flash, coldly looking down at the black-clad leader below, "Want the treasure mirror? Let's see if you have the ability!"
After saying this, he waved his hands, and the clouds in the sky suddenly split open, and a huge bolt of lightning fell from the sky, striking the black-clad leader fiercely.
The leader in black smirked, his figure flashing like the wind as he deftly dodged the lightning strike. He mocked, "Yun Feiyang, do you really think you're the only one in the world who understands lightning magic?"
Yun Feiyang frowned and replied in a deep voice, "Oh? You also know thunder magic? Then let me see what mysteries your thunder magic holds!"
The black-clad leader said no more, gripping his halberd tightly and swinging it fiercely. A bolt of pitch-black lightning, carrying an aura of destruction, roared towards Yun Feiyang. Yun Feiyang moved nimbly to dodge, simultaneously counterattacking: "Is this your lightning technique? It seems rather weak."
The two transformed into streaks of lightning in mid-air, their thunderclaps clashing and exploding with deafening roars. This was a grand spectacle of lightning magic, and also a life-or-death struggle. (End of Chapter)