Chapter 1051
: The tone was full of disdain
The battle was about to begin. Yang Ling, Yun Feiyang, Bai Yunzi, and Dan Yan stood in front of the protective formation, ready to meet the approaching enemy. The messengers from the Netherworld slowly approached, their figures appearing and disappearing in the dark mist, carrying a heavy aura of death.
Yang Ling held the spirit stone in his hand, silently chanting an incantation to activate the protective array. The entire mountain gate was enveloped in a halo of light, and the spirit stone talismans emitted a dazzling brilliance, forming a solid protective shield.
The messenger from the Netherworld sneered and brandished his sword, unleashing a jet-black sword aura that shot straight towards the protective shield. The shield trembled slightly, but remained as stable as ever, its spiritual energy continuing to circulate, blocking the attack.
Yang Ling's eyes were sharp as he whispered to Yun Fei beside him, "We cannot just defend; we must take the initiative and disrupt their offensive rhythm."
Yun Feiyang nodded, raised his staff high, and the starlight in the sky began to gather, forming a huge starlight sword shadow, pointing directly at the messenger from the Netherworld. He shouted, "Starlight Sword Shadow, break!"
The starlight sword shadow, carrying boundless power, ripped through the sky, heading straight for the Netherworld messenger. The Netherworld messenger coldly snorted and swung his sword to meet it. The dark sword energy and the starlight sword shadow collided violently in mid-air, producing a deafening roar.
Bai Yunzi, staff in hand, talismans flying, eyes gleaming with wisdom, declared: "We must unite our forces and attack together!"
Dan Yan also drew his sword, its light like a rainbow, and together with the power of Yang Ling, Yun Feiyang and Bai Yunzi, they formed a powerful torrent of spiritual energy that surged toward the messengers of the Netherworld.
The messengers from the underworld were not to be outdone. They brandished their black swords and talismans, and their black spiritual energy collided with the torrents of spiritual energy, creating terrifying shockwaves.
The battle unfolded in a tense and fierce atmosphere, with every move carrying earth-shattering power. Yang Ling, Yun Feiyang, Bai Yunzi, and Dan Yan cooperated tacitly, their power continuously converging to form powerful attacks.
The envoys from the Netherworld were gradually suppressed, their expressions turning ferocious, clearly not expecting to encounter such formidable enemies. The leader's eyes flashed with ruthlessness as he shouted, "Everyone, attack with all your might! Destroy their protective formation!"
At his command, the messengers of the Netherworld gathered their power, and dark spiritual energy surged towards the protective array at the mountain gate like a tidal wave. Yang Ling and his companions immediately felt the pressure on the protective array increase, and the shimmering light on the protective shield began to waver.
Yang Ling calmly commanded: "Everyone, hold your ground and do not panic! Yun Feiyang, strengthen the protective shield. Bai Yunzi, continue using the power of the stars. Dan Yan, prepare for a counterattack!"
Yun Feiyang immediately cast a spell, his staff shining brightly as it poured into the protective shield, stabilizing its aura. Bai Yunzi then formed a hand seal, channeling the power of the stars into the array to enhance the overall defensive system.
Dan Yan gripped his longsword tightly, the tip trembling slightly, his eyes flashing with fighting spirit: "Brother Yang, I am ready!"
Yang Ling nodded, his palms swiftly forming hand seals, his spiritual energy condensing into runes around him, and he whispered, "Dan Yan, attack with me!"
Dan Yan roared, raised his sword, and rose like lightning, his sword light like a rainbow, striking directly at the messenger from the Netherworld. Yang Ling followed closely behind, talismans flying everywhere, forming powerful spiritual energy attacks.
Upon seeing this, the messengers of the Netherworld immediately swung their swords to meet the attack. The dark sword energy collided violently with Yang Ling's Dan Yan attack in mid-air, producing a deafening roar. The two forces were locked in a stalemate, and the entire space seemed to tremble.
At that moment, Bai Yunzi suddenly shouted, "Power of the Stars, Break!" He swung his staff violently, and a massive beam of starlight descended from the sky, striking the Netherworld envoy directly. The beam of starlight carried boundless power, like divine punishment descending upon the world, instantly striking the leading envoy. The envoy let out a miserable scream as the beam of starlight pierced through his body, turning him into a cloud of black smoke that dissipated into the air.
Seeing their leader fall, the remaining Netherworld envoys panicked, and their attacks weakened. Taking advantage of the situation, Yang Ling shouted, "Everyone, attack with all your might! Now is the time!"
Yun Feiyang, Bai Yunzi, and Dan Yan attacked simultaneously, their spiritual energy and star power converging to form a massive torrent of spiritual energy that rushed straight towards the remaining Netherworld envoys.
These messengers were routed under the fierce attack. Some were struck by the starlight beams and instantly turned to ashes, while others were swept away by the torrent of spiritual energy and disappeared into the void.
Seeing the Netherworld messengers being repelled one by one, Yang Ling and his companions did not relax. This seemingly victorious battle was far from over. The power of the Netherworld was as unfathomable as an abyss; who could predict what formidable opponents they would send next…
“Everyone, do not let your guard down,” Yang Ling warned, his gaze sharp as a burning flame as he scanned the surroundings. “The Netherworld will not give up so easily.”
Yun Feiyang nodded, his face full of solemnity: "Brother Yang is right. We cannot be complacent because of a temporary victory."
Bai Yunzi sat cross-legged, adjusting his breathing to recover his spiritual power, and slowly said, "In the upcoming battle, we need to cooperate more closely to withstand the next fierce attack from the Netherworld."
Dan Yan flexed his wrist, pointed his longsword into the distance, and his eyes flashed with a determined light: "No matter how many of them come, I will make sure they never return!"
Just as everyone was talking, the sky suddenly seemed to be torn open with a huge rift, and an even stronger aura from the Netherworld surged in like a tidal wave. Yang Ling and the others immediately went into battle alert, their eyes fixed on the rift. A tall figure slowly walked out of the rift, wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, exuding a suffocating pressure.
Upon seeing this person, Bai Yunzi exclaimed in alarm, "General Youming!" His voice was filled with fear, clearly indicating that he recognized the newcomer's identity.
The Netherworld General coldly surveyed the crowd, his voice icy and hoarse, as if it came from the depths of hell: "You actually managed to withstand my vanguard, you do have some skill. But today, none of you will leave alive!"
Yang Ling stepped forward, meeting the Netherworld General's gaze without fear, his tone firm: "Don't speak too soon, the contest has only just begun!"
The Netherworld General snorted coldly, his figure vanishing from his spot in an instant. When he reappeared, he was already close to Yang Ling, and he suddenly struck Yang Ling with a palm. Yang Ling reacted extremely quickly, dodging the fatal blow with a sidestep. At the same time, he struck back, sending a talisman flying like an arrow towards the Netherworld General.
The Netherworld General neither dodged nor evaded the incoming talisman, allowing it to strike him. The talisman burst forth with dazzling light on his body, but shockingly, this powerful attack failed to cause him much damage. He let out a cold laugh: "This is your full-force attack? I'm truly disappointed!"
Seeing this, Yun Feiyang dared not be negligent in the slightest. He quickly waved his staff, condensing a beam of light as dazzling as a star, which shot straight at the Netherworld General. The Netherworld General contemptuously raised his hand and waved it, and an indestructible black barrier stood in mid-air, steadily blocking the fierce attack of the starlight beam.
"Hmph, mere child's play." The Netherworld General's tone was full of disdain. "What other tricks do you have up your sleeve? Show them to me!" (End of Chapter)