freenovelworld Chapter 369 The outbreak of crisis
Chapter 369 The outbreak of crisis
In the dim morning light, a faint halo of light shines through the clouds and onto the sect's martial arts training ground. What should have been a peaceful and tranquil scene is broken by a sudden aura of solemnity.
Yun Yao, Chu Mochen and several other core disciples were now surrounding the ancient artifact, concentrating on injecting spiritual power into it according to the instructions in the classics. Under the combined efforts of everyone, the artifact trembled slightly, emitting circles of ancient and mysterious light. Runes seemed to be looming in the light, as if telling the glory and vicissitudes of the past. The spiritual energy in the air became more and more dense, forming a vortex visible to the naked eye, converging towards the artifact.
Just as the artifact was about to be fully activated, and the powerful force that could deter darkness and protect the sect was about to burst out, a dark cloud suddenly surged over the horizon, rolling over like a raging tide, instantly obscuring the rising sun. Then, a gloomy and biting cold wind whistled past, carrying a strong smell of blood and rot that made people want to vomit.
"Oh no! Dark forces are coming!" a sharp-eyed disciple exclaimed, his voice trembling. Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw dense black shadows in the distant sky, like locusts. Leading the way was a group of evil cultivators in black robes with hideous faces. They were surrounded by thick black mist, their weapons flashed with strange cold light, and they let out waves of creepy roars. After that, there was a group of huge puppet beasts with black chains wrapped around their bodies. Their huge copper bell-like eyes flashed with bloodthirsty red light, and every step they took made the earth tremble.
"Speed up, we must activate the artifact before they attack!" Chu Mochen roared, veins popping out on his forehead, and the spiritual power output in his hand suddenly increased. Yun Yao also bit her lower lip tightly, with a resolute look in her eyes, and injected the spiritual power in her body into the artifact without reservation. The other disciples also gritted their teeth and tried their best to activate their spiritual power. Beads of sweat rolled down their foreheads, soaking their clothes.
However, the dark forces were extremely fast and were approaching the sect in the blink of an eye. "Kill!" With a roar that shook the earth, the demon cultivators rushed towards the sect disciples like hungry wolves pouncing on their prey. In an instant, shouts of killing and screams intertwined, breaking the tranquility of the early morning.
The sect's mountain protection formation was instantly activated, and a transparent light curtain rose up, trying to block the invasion of the dark forces. But the demon cultivators seemed to be well prepared. They used powerful magic weapons one after another and smashed the mountain protection formation hard. For a moment, the light flashed, the explosion sounded one after another, and the mountain protection formation was covered with ripples, and it was shaky.
"Humph, you think you can stop us with this broken formation? Break it!" A tall demon leader snorted coldly, wielding a giant battle axe in his hand. The runes on the axe shone, emitting a chilling pressure. He jumped high, gathered all his magic power, and chopped the mountain protection formation fiercely with an axe. With a loud "crack", the mountain protection formation was forcibly split open. Seeing this, the demons were immediately encouraged and poured in from the crack like a tide.
Yun Yao, Chu Mochen and others were extremely anxious at this time. The activation of the artifact had reached a critical moment, and they must not be distracted. But seeing their fellow disciples retreating step by step under the attack of the dark forces, with heavy casualties, how could they not feel pain in their hearts.
"Hold on!" Yun Yao shouted loudly, trying to cheer up her fellow disciples. She looked at the battlefield and saw a young female disciple being besieged by two demon cultivators. She was wounded in many places and her clothes were stained with blood. Her eyes were full of fear and despair, but she still waved the long sword in her hand and fought desperately. Yun Yao was anxious and wanted to pull away to save her, but was grabbed by Chu Mochen.
"Don't be distracted, the artifact is about to be activated. If we go over now, we will fail!" Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao firmly, his voice low but unquestionable. Yun Yao gritted her teeth, tears flashing in her eyes. She knew that Chu Mochen was right. At this moment, the activation of the artifact was a matter of life and death for the sect, and they could not make any mistakes.
On the battlefield, the situation became increasingly critical. With the cooperation of the puppet beasts, the demon cultivators were like a no man's land, slaughtering the disciples wantonly. The puppet beasts relied on their hard skin and powerful strength to charge forward, and wherever they went, blood and flesh flew everywhere. Although the disciples of the sect fought desperately, they gradually fell into a desperate situation under the powerful offensive of the dark forces.
"Haha, today is the day when your sect will be destroyed!" The demon leader laughed wildly, and his laughter echoed throughout the sect, making people shudder. He flashed and rushed towards Yun Yao and others who were activating their magic weapons. The battle axe in his hand brought up a black gust of wind and chopped down directly.
"Be careful!" Chu Mochen shouted, and stood in front of Yun Yao. He swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy whistled out, colliding fiercely with the battle axe of the leader of the demon cultivators. With a loud "bang", sparks flew, and the two of them retreated several steps.
"Hmph, you don't know your own strength!" The demon leader snorted coldly and swung his axe to attack again. Chu Mochen was not afraid at all, with a cold murderous look in his eyes, and fought with the demon leader. The two of them crossed their bodies, and it was difficult to tell who was better for a while.
Yun Yao took advantage of the gap when Chu Mochen was entangled with the leader of the demon cultivators and turned to look at the artifact. At this time, the light of the artifact became more and more dazzling, and the speed of the runes was jumping faster and faster, and it was about to be fully activated. But she had a vague feeling of uneasiness in her heart, and always felt that things would not be so simple.
Sure enough, at this moment, she keenly sensed a more powerful aura coming from behind the dark forces. She looked closely and saw an old man in a dark purple robe slowly emerging from the darkness. The old man had a haggard face, but his eyes were as deep as a deep pool, revealing endless evil and greed. He had his hands behind his back, and a layer of black flames surrounded him. There seemed to be wronged souls screaming in the flames.
"Hmph, the ancient artifact will be mine today!" The old man snorted coldly, his voice hoarse but resounding throughout the venue. He flashed and rushed towards the artifact like a ghost, his speed was so fast that it was shocking.
"Stop him!" Yun Yao exclaimed, and upon hearing that, several other disciples abandoned the spiritual power they were injecting, turned around and used their magic weapons to attack the old man. However, the old man was extremely powerful, and with just a slight wave of his hand, he completely neutralized the attacks of several disciples. The magic weapons flew back one after another, and several disciples vomited blood and fell to the ground seriously injured.
"You dare to stop me with your insignificant skills? You are simply courting death!" The old man sneered disdainfully and continued to approach the artifact. Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She knew that if she let the old man get close to the artifact, the consequences would be disastrous. At this moment, she made up her mind and decided to take a risk.
Yun Yao took a deep breath, forcibly interrupted the infusion of spiritual power, and rushed towards the old man in a flash. She shook the long sword in her hand and performed a set of exquisite sword techniques. Sword shadows flew, covering the old man like stars in the sky.
"Hmph, a mere trifle!" The old man snorted coldly, a trace of contempt flashing in his eyes. He stretched out a hand calmly, and a cloud of black mist emerged from his palm. The mist quickly condensed into a huge black hand, grabbing towards Yun Yao's sword shadow. With a "crack", Yun Yao's sword shadow was easily crushed by the black hand, and the remaining force did not decrease, and continued to grab at her.
Yun Yao was unable to dodge and was hit in the chest by the black hand. She immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. "Yun Yao!" Chu Mochen was furious when he saw this. He ignored the attack of the demon leader and flew towards Yun Yao.
"Want to leave? That's not that easy!" The demon leader roared, swung the battle axe in his hand, and a black crescent-shaped sword energy slashed towards Chu Mochen. Chu Mochen was unable to dodge, and the sword energy cut his back, and blood instantly stained his clothes red. But at this moment, he was full of Yun Yao's safety, and he endured the severe pain and caught Yun Yao's body.
"How are you?" Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao anxiously, his voice trembling. Yun Yao's face was as pale as paper, blood was flowing from the corner of her mouth, and she said weakly: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, go and activate the artifact..."
"Hmph, you all must die!" The old man approached Yun Yao and Chu Mochen step by step, the black flames on his body burning more and more vigorously, as if to swallow up the entire world.
At this critical moment, the artifact suddenly made a deafening roar, and a beam of light that penetrated the sky and the earth shot out from the artifact, instantly illuminating the entire sect. Wherever the light reached, members of the dark forces screamed and fell to the ground, their bodies melting like ice and snow. The leader of the demon cultivators and the old man were also enveloped by the light, and their faces suddenly changed. They felt a fear from the depths of their souls. They wanted to escape, but found that their legs were nailed down and could not move.
"Success!" A hint of surprise flashed in Yun Yao's eyes. She used up her last bit of strength and gave Chu Mochen a weak smile. Chu Mochen hugged Yun Yao tightly, feeling mixed emotions, including the joy of activating the artifact and the worry about Yun Yao's injury.
As the power of the artifact fully erupted, the offensive of the dark forces collapsed in an instant. Seeing this, the disciples of the sect were immediately boosted in morale. They shouted slogans and launched a final counterattack against the remaining dark forces. Under the protection of the light of the artifact, they were like a tiger with wings, killing the dark forces without leaving a single piece of armor.
The crisis was finally temporarily alleviated by the divine power of the artifact. But Yun Yao and Chu Mochen knew that this was just a test by the dark forces, and the road ahead was still full of unknowns and dangers...