allonlinenovel Chapter 461 Undercurrent surging
Chapter 461 Undercurrent surging
The morning mist of late spring has not yet dissipated, and the bamboo forest of Lingxian Sect is emitting a cold blue-grey light in the morning light. Yun Yao sits cross-legged on the futon in the quiet room, her sleeves fluttering gently with her breathing, and a faint ice-blue spiritual energy lingers around her. This is the seventh day of her breakthrough to the Spiritual Transformation Realm. The Nascent Soul is like a bright moon in the sea of consciousness, slowly absorbing the pure spiritual energy between heaven and earth.
Suddenly, the system's alarm sounded like thunder in the sea of consciousness: "Warning! High-intensity negative energy fluctuations detected, the coordinates are locked on the Blood Demon Sect's branch 300 miles due north of Lingxian Sect. Energy source: Liu Yan'er signed a blood contract with the leader of the Blood Demon Sect, and will jointly attack Lingxian Sect in three days."
Yun Yao suddenly opened her eyes, and the sword gestures made by her fingertips suddenly stopped. The bamboo leaves outside the window instantly condensed into ice crystals and fell on the bluestone slabs. The Ice Soul Sword in her palm emitted a clear dragon roar, and fine cracks appeared on the sword body - this was the artifact's instinctive reaction to the crisis.
"Yun Yao!"
The moment Chu Mochen broke into the room, morning dew and sword energy rushed towards him. His dark robe was still stained with wet dew, and it was obvious that he had rushed back overnight from a secret sentry thousands of miles away. The Star Sword on his waist was humming and vibrating, and the Big Dipper pattern on the hilt was glowing.
"I just received a secret report from the secret guards. The Blood Demon Sect has mobilized 3,000 demon cultivators and is gathering in the direction of the Lingxian Sect." Chu Mochen slapped the yellowed secret report on the stone table, the candlelight dancing in his deep eyes, "Liu Yan'er is indeed not dead."
Yun Yao stroked the cracks on the Bingpo Sword with her fingertips and curled the corners of her lips into a sneer: "She is really lucky. Last time, her dantian was shattered by me, but she was able to make a comeback with the power of the Blood Evil Sect." Thinking of the scene on her wedding day three months ago, when Liu Yan'er colluded with the demon assassin to assassinate her, hatred pierced her heart like an ice cone.
Chu Mochen walked to her side and held her cold hand: "I won't let her hurt you again this time." His body temperature came through his palm. Yun Yao suddenly noticed the new sword wound on his palm. The blood had dried up, but it had not yet formed a scab.
"You went to the Blood Demon Sect?" Yun Yao frowned, and probed her spiritual power into his body, and found that the dark aura of the devil cultivator remained in his meridians.
Chu Mochen avoided her gaze and said lightly, "I just went to investigate the enemy and cleaned up a few blind minions." He turned and walked to the window, looking at the mountains in the distance. "The Blood Demon Sect used the 'Three Yin Soul Killing Formation' this time. This formation requires a living person to be sacrificed. I'm afraid Liu Yan'er has already started in the nearby village."
Yun Yao's heart suddenly sank. Lingxian Sect was located deep in the Cangwu Mountains, and the people in the surrounding villages had been protected by the sect for generations. If Liu Yan'er really used civilians as sacrifices, those innocent villagers...
"Pass the order, have all the disciples call back their fellow disciples who are training outside, and activate the mountain protection formation." Yun Yao stood up suddenly, and the Ice Soul Sword made a deafening buzzing sound. "Also, send people to notify the people in the nearby villages to move into the sect as soon as possible to take refuge."
Chu Mochen nodded and was about to turn around when Yun Yao suddenly grabbed his wrist: "Chu Mochen, promise me that you won't take risks alone this time." Her voice was soft, but it was filled with unquestionable firmness.
Chu Mochen looked at the worry in her eyes, his Adam's apple moved, and he held her hand: "Okay." He suddenly lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "After this battle, we will go to complete the unfinished wedding."
Yun Yao's ears felt hot, and just as she was about to speak, the system's prompt sounded again: "It has been detected that the Blood Evil Sect is refining the 'Blood Evil Pill', which requires the heart blood of a Nascent Soul cultivator as a guide. Warning! Liu Yan'er's target is the host's Nascent Soul."
The two looked at each other, and the temperature in the air seemed to drop to freezing point. Liu Yan'er's hatred for Yun Yao had penetrated deep into her bones. This time, she not only wanted to destroy the Lingxian Sect, but also completely destroy Yun Yao's Nascent Soul, so that her soul would fly away.
"I won't let her succeed." Yun Yao tightly grasped the Bingpo Sword, and the cracks on the sword slowly healed under the nourishment of her spiritual power. "Chu Mochen, this time we have to set a trap."
As the night deepened, the meeting hall of Lingxian Sect was brightly lit. Yun Yao stood in front of the huge sect sand table, her fingertips tracing the spiritual light representing the mountain protection formation, assigning tasks to the heads of each peak. Chu Mochen leaned against the door, his eyes never leaving her.
"Chu Mochen and I will guard the main peak, and the other peaks will set up the Star Sword Formation according to the direction of the Big Dipper." Yun Yao's voice was calm and majestic. "Liu Yan'er is good at confusing the mind. Let all the disciples take the Qingxin Pill to prevent their minds from being controlled by the evil cultivators."
"Master, the Blood Demon Sect is coming with great force this time. Should we ask for help from other sects?" an elder asked hesitantly.
Yun Yao shook her head, "It's too late. The Blood Demon Sect chose to attack at this time, obviously calculating that other sects are busy dealing with the opening of the secret realm. We can only rely on ourselves." She looked around at everyone, her ice-blue eyes revealing determination, "The Lingxian Sect has been established for thousands of years and has never bowed to evil demons. This time, we will make Liu Yan'er and the Blood Demon Sect pay a heavy price."
After the meeting, Chu Mochen followed Yun Yao to the forbidden area in the back mountain. Under the moonlight, the ancient stone tablet at the entrance of the forbidden area glowed dimly, and the portrait of the founder of the Lingxian Sect on the tablet was looming in the wind.
"Do you still remember this place?" Yun Yao stroked the lines on the stone tablet, "The first time we joined forces to break the formation was here."
Chu Mochen walked to her side, and the Star Sword suddenly resonated, echoing the sword marks on the stone tablet: "Of course I remember. At that time, I thought you were just an ordinary time traveler, but I didn't expect..." He turned his head to look at her with a gentle look, "You are more powerful than I thought."
Yun Yao chuckled, and a ball of ice-blue spiritual power gathered at her fingertips: "Now I may be able to resonate with the sword intent of my ancestors." She injected spiritual power into the stone tablet, and the tablet suddenly lit up. Countless sword energies rushed into the sky, forming a huge sword shadow in the night sky.
"This is the foundation of Lingxian Sect." Yun Yao looked at the sword shadow, "Back then, the founder sealed the demon god with his own strength, and the sword spirit he left behind is still protecting the sect. Liu Yan'er thought that she and the Blood Demon Sect could flatten Lingxian Sect, which is simply a foolish dream."
Chu Mochen suddenly held her hand and led her to the depths of the forbidden area: "Come with me, there is something that may be able to help you."
Deep in the forbidden area, an ice cave exuded a bone-chilling chill. In the center of the ice cave, a broken sword was suspended in mid-air. The sword was covered with a thick layer of ice, but there was still a faint sword intent flowing.
"This is..." Yun Yao's pupils shrank slightly.
"This is the sword that was broken when our ancestor slew the demon god." Chu Mochen explained, "I accidentally discovered that this broken sword has the same origin as your Ice Soul Sword. Perhaps you can awaken its sword spirit."
Yun Yao walked forward, and the Ice Soul Sword automatically unsheathed, facing the Broken Sword from a distance. The two sword intentions attracted each other, and a fierce storm was set off in the ice cave. Yun Yao closed her eyes, probed her consciousness into the Broken Sword, and suddenly saw the earth-shattering battle a thousand years ago.
The founder swung his sword at the demon god, the sky and the earth changed color, and the mountains and rivers shattered. At the last moment, the broken sword pierced into the demon god's heart, but the blade was also burned by the demon god's magic flame. In order to protect the sect, the sword spirit sealed the remaining soul in the broken sword, which would not be destroyed for a thousand years.
"Senior, I beg you to lend me a helping hand." Yun Yao clasped his fists in his spiritual consciousness.
The broken sword made a clear sound, and the ice layer shattered. A transparent sword spirit appeared and nodded to Yun Yao: "I am pleased that Lingxian Sect has such a successor." The shadow merged into the Bingpo Sword, and the sword body burst into a thousand-foot cold light. The original cracks completely disappeared, and an ancient cloud pattern appeared on the hilt.
"Thank you, senior!" Yun Yao opened her eyes, and the Bingpo Sword trembled slightly in her palm, as if responding to her gratitude.
Chu Mochen looked at the sword in her hand and smiled: "Now, you have two magic swords."
Yun Yao turned around, her eyes full of fighting spirit: "Three." She looked at the night sky outside the ice cave, "and Chu Mochen's Star Sword."
When they returned to the main peak, the sky in the east was already turning pale. Yun Yao stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the defensive fortifications being set up around the sect, and suddenly felt a little uneasy. Although the system's alarm was clear, Liu Yan'er and the Blood Demon Sect's actions seemed too direct. Could it be that they had a backup plan?
"What are you thinking about?" Chu Mochen walked behind her and put a cloak on her shoulders.
Yun Yao turned around, her fingers unconsciously stroking the dark pattern on her cloak - that was the Lingxian Sect totem embroidered by Chu Mochen himself. "I was wondering, did Liu Yan'er go to great lengths to collude with the Blood Demon Sect just for revenge?" She frowned, "Maybe there's a bigger conspiracy behind it."
Chu Mochen was silent for a moment, then he took out a black token with the totem of the Blood Demon Sect engraved on it. "I found this at the Blood Demon Sect branch. There is a mark of the demon clan on the back of the token."
Yun Yao took the token and felt the cold lines on her fingertips. The evil aura unique to the demons made her tremble all over. "It seems that Liu Yan'er has completely become a lackey of the demons." She crushed the token into pieces. "This time, we must not only repel the Blood Demon Sect, but also find out the demon forces behind it."
Chu Mochen suddenly pulled her closer and lowered his head to her forehead: "Promise me that no matter what happens, you must live." His voice was low and a little hoarse, "I can't lose you again."
Yun Yao was moved and she stood on tiptoe to give him a light kiss on the lips: "We will live together, and then..." Her voice gradually became lower and her ears turned red.
Chu Mochen chuckled and was about to speak when a disciple suddenly shouted in the distance: "Look! The northern sky!"
The two turned their heads and saw that the northern sky was covered with blood mist. Countless figures of demon cultivators were looming in the blood mist, as if the evil spirits from hell were about to descend upon the world. Liu Yan'er's laughter penetrated the clouds, sharp and piercing: "Yun Yao, the demise of Lingxian Sect will begin today!"
Yun Yao tightly grasped the Ice Soul Sword, the tip of the sword pointed at the blood-mist filled sky: "Liu Yan'er, this time, I will make you disappear completely."
Chu Mochen's Star Sword let out a dragon roar, echoing the clear sound of the Ice Soul Sword. The two stood side by side, their sleeves fluttering in the wind, and a life-and-death battle was about to begin.