Chapter 1143
The Sword Immortal's Trail
"I don't know who it is, but anyone who can be personally received by the Dao Ancestor must be extraordinary."
Everyone looked up.
Only then did we see the distant sky.
Three golden flying boats, pulled by white cranes, are breaking through the snow mist and flying towards the Fusang Tree and the Laurel Tree.
The flying boat was engraved with the Dao Alliance's "Tai Chi pattern".
It emitted a faint golden light, which stood out against the backdrop of the falling snow.
"They are envoys from the Dao Alliance!"
Someone seemed to have discovered something and shouted loudly.
The sound attracted the attention of many people.
The cultivators looked up and all noticed the figure in the sky.
They all stopped what they were doing, their eyes filled with anticipation.
Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren stood beneath two spiritual roots of heaven and earth.
They awaited the arrival of the Dao Alliance envoy.
Soon.
The golden flying boat landed slowly, the cabin door opened, and three cultivators dressed in cyan robes stepped out.
The leader had a refined appearance, held a jade ruyi in his hand, and exuded the aura of a late-stage Nascent Soul Dao Realm expert.
It was none other than the leader of the Dao Alliance envoys, True Man Xuanqing.
Behind Master Xuanqing were two cultivators at the Dharma Aspect realm.
"Fellow Daoist Ye, Fellow Daoist Qingyun, how have you been?"
Master Xuanqing stepped forward, cupped his hands in greeting to Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren, and spoke in a gentle tone.
"This time I am here on the orders of the Dao Alliance to inspect the situation in various places, and I have brought some supplies and spirit stones with me."
Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren quickly returned the greeting.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanqing, you've come from afar, thank you for your hard work."
"Please have a seat. It's snowing today, so we've brewed some hot tea to warm you up."
Not a moment.
The group moved to the temporary council pavilion next to the spiritual root, where charcoal and hot tea had already been prepared.
Master Xuanqing took the hot tea, took a sip, glanced at the snow scene outside the pavilion, and sighed.
"I never expected that there would be such a peaceful scene in the Demon Realm."
"It was truly remarkable that the two seniors were able to successfully destroy the demon's lair, establish a base here, and sweep away the demonic atmosphere."
"It is all thanks to the combined efforts of everyone."
Qingyun Sanren smiled and shook his head, then changed the subject.
"I wonder how many reinforcements and supplies the Alliance has brought this time?"
“There are still monster dens in the surrounding area, such as Bone Bay and Poisonous Miasma Forest, that have not been eliminated. We need reinforcements to help us.”
In fact, Ye Yang and his companion already knew this through their conversation with the Zhang family.
The remaining demon forces, at their strongest, were only at the Golden Core Realm, which was nothing compared to the current human army.
However, the two of them naturally wouldn't reveal everything, but rather hoped that the Dao Alliance would send as many cultivators as possible to provide support.
Upon hearing this, True Man Xuanqing took a scroll from the cultivator behind him and handed it to Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren.
"This time, we brought five hundred elite cultivators from the Dao Alliance, including ten cultivators at the Purple Mansion Realm and five cultivators at the Golden Core Realm or above."
"In addition, in terms of supplies, there are 50,000 high-grade spirit stones, 50 spirit-gathering array plates, and a batch of pills for healing and stabilizing cultivation."
Ye Yang took the file, browsed through its contents, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.
"With these reinforcements and supplies, things will be much easier for us from now on."
Master Xuanqing nodded and added.
"In addition, we have also received news from the Dao Alliance that the Demon Realm headquarters seems to be mobilizing troops, with no clear target."
"In addition to bringing reinforcements and supplies, we also want to discuss with you two whether we should make advance arrangements to unite with the surrounding human survivors to form an 'anti-demon coalition'."
"In case of a large-scale attack from the Demon Realm headquarters."
"Anti-Demon Alliance?"
Ye Yang pondered for a moment, then exchanged a glance with Qingyun Sanren, both of them showing approval in their eyes.
"That's exactly what we were thinking. We've already contacted the survivors in Blackrock City and Crescent Isle. Once we've cleared the demonic lair in Bone Bay and Poisonous Forest, we'll invite them to join us."
"At that time, we will form a coalition force centered on this place, and the seas should be safe."
Upon hearing this, Master Xuanqing smiled with satisfaction.
"Excellent. The Dao Alliance will fully support the formation of the allied forces."
"More resources will be sent later..."
Meanwhile, on a deep island in the ocean, the Zhang family, who had migrated from the hills, were gradually building their dwellings and cultivating medicinal herbs.
It presents a thriving scene, with everything in need of rebuilding.
Zhang Mingyuan and Zhang Yue stood not far away, gazing at the scene inside the council pavilion, feeling quite satisfied.
Zhang Mingyuan gripped the Qingfeng sword in his hand and said softly.
"Father, it feels so good to have someone to rely on. We are no longer afraid of being bullied by those demons."
Zhang Yue nodded, gazing at the swirling snowflakes, and sighed.
"Yes, we will never have to wander again, and we will never have to be afraid of these demons again."
The snow gradually subsided.
The setting sun shone through the clouds, casting a soft golden glow on the frozen sea.
Just then, the two frowned, looked into the distance, and were filled with disbelief!
"Look at that! There... there."
The two looked up.
Only then did they realize that a violent blizzard had risen from the distant horizon, seemingly out of nowhere.
The leaden-gray sky seemed to have been suddenly torn apart.
Countless black snowflakes mixed with demonic energy roared down, crashing against the light shield of the Yin-Yang Demon-Locking Array, emitting a "sizzling" corrosive sound.
The gale-force winds whipped up snow and mist, shattering the ice sheet on the sea.
For a moment, even the golden flames of the Fusang tree dimmed.
The entire base seemed to be shrouded in an invisible black hand, so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
Ye Yang and Qingyun Sanren had just seen off the Dao Alliance envoy when they were also startled by this sudden strange phenomenon.
The two of them flew up to the two spiritual roots and looked into the distance with solemn expressions.
Master Xuanqing followed closely behind, his jade ruyi gleaming faintly as he vigilantly sensed the surrounding atmosphere.
"This is probably no ordinary snowstorm; it is mixed with extremely heavy demonic energy."
"There are high-level demonic cultivators making a move nearby."
Before the words were finished, sparks of light suddenly lit up the distant sky.
It was no ordinary fire, but a demonic flame containing a terrifying aura of destruction.
Like will-o'-the-wisps in the darkness, flickering in the blizzard.
Immediately afterwards, a pressure far exceeding that of the Thunder Tribulation Realm swept over.
The clouds churned violently, as if two great mountains were colliding in the sky, and even space itself seemed to distort slightly.
"This...this is a battle between cultivators at or above the Tribulation Realm!"
Qingyun Sanren's pupils shrank suddenly, and he gripped the Azure Sky Divine Thunder Mirror tightly in his hand.
"And it wasn't just one person, there were at least three!"
At this moment, Qingyun Sanren needs no further explanation.
Ye Yang naturally sensed the changes in the distance.
He could clearly feel that the demonic power was more than ten times stronger than the Soul Devouring Demon Lord he had encountered before. Lightning crackled all around, and demonic energy shook the heavens.
The other aura, however, was pure and righteous, like a lotus emerging from the mud. Though unassuming, it steadily suppressed the demonic power.
However, the distance is too great to discern the specific realm.
He took a deep breath and said in a low voice.
“A battle of this magnitude is far beyond our ability to intervene.”
"Notify everyone to reinforce the formation and stay inside the base; no one is allowed to leave!"
Master Xuanqing nodded in agreement.
"Indeed, the aftershocks of a battle at the Thunder Tribulation Realm or above can easily tear apart a Purple Mansion cultivator."
"All we can do is defend the base and prevent the demonic cultivators from taking advantage of the chaos to launch a sneak attack."
Just as the three finished speaking...
The flames in the sky suddenly surged, and a dark, sky-covering claw reached down from the clouds.
The demonic claw was hundreds of feet long, with black lightning crackling around its tip, as it viciously clawed downwards.
"Buzz!"
Just as the demonic claws were about to touch the ground, a clear, melodious sword cry suddenly pierced through the blizzard.
Immediately afterwards, a giant, pure white sword suddenly materialized in the sky.
The spine of the sword is wrapped with pale blue lotus patterns.
As it was swung, an invisible phantom of a blue lotus bloomed, instantly breaking through the black snow mist!
"It's the Azure Lotus Sword Immortal!" (End of Chapter)