Chapter 129 Breaking the situation

The dawn light, like a playful deer peeking out from the clouds, gradually spread across the courtyard of Lingyin Temple, bringing a faint hint of life to this gloomy place. However, the air within the tower remained gloomy. The disciples of Lingyun Hall and Qingyun Pavilion were trapped within the Six Profound Tower, each of them in a trance, as if still immersed in the control of the dream ghost.

Outside the tower, Magistrate Wen had already risen, his expression brimming with confidence. He adjusted his robes, a smug smile playing on his face. Today, the arrival of the Shen Kang family would surely be the climax of his plans. He secretly fantasized about the power and wealth that a union between Wen Min and Shen Kang would bring. "Are you ready to welcome the Shen family?" Magistrate Wen instructed Captain Zhang, a sinister glint in his eyes. His excitement and anticipation filled him, as if he had already grasped the fate of the entire underworld in his own hands.

Meanwhile, at a farmer's home at the foot of the mountain, Ji Yun's family had already begun intensive preparations. Gu Yazhu held Ji Yun's hand tightly, her gaze firm. "No matter what, we can't let Prefect Wen succeed. His ambition has been exposed, and we must disrupt his plans." Ji Yun nodded, his gaze etched with determination. "I've made arrangements. Tonight will be our time to strike back. Prefect Wen believes he has everything under control, but in reality, everything he has is nothing but an illusion."

As the eastern sky gradually turned pale and the sun peeked out from behind the mountains, Ji Yun's plan became increasingly clear in his mind. He had already discussed every detail with his loyal guards, deciding to take advantage of Lingyin Temple's geographical advantages and launch a surprise attack on the enemy. This was not only to rescue the imprisoned disciples, but also to expose and completely destroy Prefect Wen's conspiracy.

"We must act before the convoy arrives," Ji Yun emphasized to everyone with a solemn expression, his gaze as fiery and determined as a burning flame. "Time is pressing. We cannot afford even the slightest delay. We must ensure that every step is flawless."

Meanwhile, the Ghost Shadow Sect's leaders were frantically busy making final preparations for the impending situation. The ghost stood quietly on the village's high ground, his gaze fixed firmly on the direction of Lingyin Temple through the dense woods. His expression was eerily gloomy, like a sky covered in dark clouds, foreshadowing the coming of a storm.

"Once the Wen family's plan is exposed, the entire martial arts world will be plunged into chaos and turmoil." The ghost's voice was icy and chilling, like a messenger from hell, revealing an indescribable majesty. "We must be fully prepared to deal with all possible scenarios." His gaze swept over the hall masters present. Each face was filled with determination and resolve, like a fortress of steel. They knew that this battle would determine the future of the Ghost Shadow Sect and the safety of the entire martial arts world. At this critical moment, no one dared to slack off. Everyone was giving their all, preparing to meet the impending challenge.

"I heard that the transaction between Magistrate Wen and the Shen family involves a huge fortune. If we can take the opportunity to intervene, we may be able to gain considerable benefits from it." Gui Hao said excitedly, with greed flashing in his eyes, like a hungry wolf seeing delicious prey.

At that moment, the sound of rapid horse hooves filled the air of the village, as rapid as the beating of war drums. Several figures approached rapidly, like a whirlwind. They were clearly members of Ji Yun's family, heading towards Lingyin Temple. The Ghost Shadow Sect's leaders immediately became alert, gripping their weapons tightly, ready to respond as if facing a formidable enemy.

"They're here!" Gui Ming said calmly, a hint of excitement in his eyes. "It seems that Magistrate Wen's plan will be launched ahead of schedule."

The atmosphere at Lingyin Temple grew increasingly tense. Ji Yun's family and the members of the Ghost Shadow Sect clashed head-on, a stalemate. In this crucial moment, Ji Yun was the first to burst out of the farmer's courtyard, like an arrow from a bow, heading straight for Lingyin Temple. Hope and fighting spirit ignited in his eyes, like a burning flame, and he would not allow Prefect Wen's scheme to succeed.

Meanwhile, Magistrate Wen waited quietly in Lingyin Temple, feeling secretly pleased with himself. Just when he thought he had everything under control, the sound of hurried horse hooves made him frown. He quickly adjusted his mindset, gathered his men, and prepared to meet the impending challenge.

"No matter how many members of the Shen family arrive, today will be their doom!" Prefect Wen roared, his voice resonating like thunder in the air, deafening, his eyes gleaming with arrogant confidence. Inside the tower, the disciples of Lingyun Hall and Qingyun Pavilion, though controlled by the Dream Ghost, gradually regained some lucidity under the influence of this power.

As time passed, the effects of the Dream Ghost began to wane, and the spark of consciousness reignited within them. "We can't give up!" a Spiritual Rhythm Hall disciple whispered. Though his voice was low, it resonated like thunder in everyone's ears. His companions nodded in agreement, silently boosting each other's morale.

At this moment, those trapped in this predicament began to consider a counterattack. Just as they refocused and prepared to face the impending challenge, the situation at Lingyin Temple was already riven, and undercurrents surged. The moment of disruption marked the intersection of fate. At this moment, Ji Yun, Prefect Wen, and the Ghost Shadow Sect were destined to engage in a life-or-death struggle. The future of the martial arts world hung in the balance.

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