Junior sister took first place again

Outside the Cangwu Secret Realm, the sky suddenly took on an ominous blood-red hue. The once clear night sky was eroded by streaks of blood-red clouds, as if the veil of heaven had been torn apart, revealing a scene of hell behind.

The stars vanished, the moonlight faded, and only a blood-red glow spread across the sky, foreshadowing impending disaster. The disciples of the Immortal Sect paused their actions and gazed up at the strangely altered sky, a surge of unease welling up in their hearts.

Even powerful warriors who had experienced countless battles, such as True Lord Zhaoyu, True Lord Lingyun, Wen Xingzhou, etc., could not help but frown, feeling the severity of the upcoming war.

Under the blood-red sky, the demons hiding in the mountains and forests became more aggressive. They seemed to be inspired by this blood-red vision, becoming even more violent and fearless.

The monsters let out earth-shaking roars, and their eyes flashed with bloodthirsty light under the reflection of blood.

"The monsters are rioting for some reason!" a disciple from the immortal sect exclaimed, his face pale and his voice trembling.

"Don't panic!" Wen Xingzhou shouted loudly, his voice firm and powerful, trying to stabilize the morale of the army.

True Lord Zhao Yu looked up at the sky, activating his technique of improving his eyesight, as if he was looking for the source of this strange phenomenon.

"Strengthen your defenses. This bloody sky wouldn't appear for no reason. It must be related to the demon clan's plan."

True Lord Zhao Yu gently stroked the strings of her zither. Her music seemed particularly ethereal under the blood-red sky. The soldiers who listened to the music gradually calmed down.

At this moment, another soothing melody of the ancient zither joined in. Wen Xingzhou looked in the direction of the familiar sound and saw the master of Feiyun Peak, who was dressed more like a charm cultivator than Master Zhaoyu, smiling and nodding at the two of them.

The war was imminent, and everyone didn't waste any time talking. After greeting each other, they were on guard, waiting for the battle to break out.

True Lord Lingyun stood in the south, squinting his eyes and looking up at the sky. The disciples around him saw that his brows were furrowed, and they all thought that the True Lord was worried about the upcoming battle.

After all, the magic of the Star Sect was greatly suppressed in this environment.

Xue You, who was not far away, was staring at the blood-red sky, with a light unique to the demon race flashing in his eyes.

"What tricks are the demons plotting again?"

At this moment, Ji Huan led a group of high-level demons and appeared unexpectedly in the sky. Their figures appeared even taller and more terrifying under the blood-red sky.

At the same time, thousands of monsters appeared from all directions, rushing towards the secret realm with a sacrificial attitude.

On the outskirts of the Cangwu Secret Realm, war broke out in an instant. The demon clan's riot was like a raging tide, one wave after another, trying to break through the defense line of the Immortal Gate.

In the sky, the light of the blood moon was torn apart by the evil spirit, leaving only mottled shadows dancing on the earth.

The elite guards of the Immortal Sect, as well as powerful men such as Wen Xingzhou, Feiyun Zuzu, Zhaoyu Zhenjun, etc., are all working hard to kill the demons and protect the safety of the secret realm.

As a sword cultivator, Wen Xingzhou's swordsmanship is extremely sharp. Every sword strike is like a meteor streaking through the night sky, with a sound of breaking through the air, and he kills the demons rushing in the front with his sword.

The tip of his sword emitted a sharp sword light, and wherever the sword light passed, the demons fell like fallen leaves in autumn.

Beside him, the guards followed closely behind. Their figures shuttled across the battlefield, and each appearance took the lives of several demons.

As a mage, Feiyun's spells are powerful and precise. He forms seals with his hands and releases powerful spells, forming walls of fire, hail, and lightning to block the advance of the demons.

His spells had a wide range, and each cast reduced vast swathes of demons to ash. While his face remained calm, his eyes burned with the fire of battle. This was a battle of life and death, and there was no room for error.

Zhao Yu Zhenjun is a charm cultivator and a sound cultivator. Her figure is as elusive as a ghost on the battlefield. Her sound attack spells can directly hit the hearts of demons, causing them to kill each other in chaos.

Her piano music was sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and mournful. Every time she plucked the strings, the surrounding demons would fall into chaos, or even fall down.

In the south, True Lord Lingyun summoned the power of the stars, forming beams of starlight that penetrated the demonic defenses and caused immense damage. Surrounding him were several members of the Xingchen Sect, also using star spells to aid in the battle. Their spells, like tiny dots of starlight, illuminated the battlefield.

Xue You, who was not far away, used the fierce attack of the Orchid Phantom Sword to continuously repel wave after wave of demon soldiers.

It had extensive combat experience and quickly adapted to the chaotic and turbulent rhythm of the battle. During the intervals of the battle, Xue You noticed some unusual signs.

Amidst the demonic offensive, there always seemed to be a force subtly adjusting the tempo of the battlefield. Whenever the combined forces of the immortals and demons were about to gain the upper hand, the demonic offensive would suddenly intensify, as if an invisible hand were manipulating the situation.

Xue You's eyes swept across the battlefield. He found that behind the demon army, in addition to high-ranking generals such as Ji Huan, there were some figures looming in the air. They did not participate in the battle, but were constantly making seals and casting spells.

These figures were surrounded by a thick demonic aura, making their identities and actions difficult to detect.

Xue You realized that these figures were most likely magicians or priests of the demon clan. They were casting some powerful spells in the rear to provide support to the demon soldiers on the front line.

This spell might be a curse that enhances the fighting power of demon soldiers, or it might be a spell that manipulates the space on the battlefield so that the demons can receive reinforcements continuously.

During a short break, Xue You found Master Lingyun and told him his discovery.

True Lord Lingyun, the magic of the Xingchen Sect was greatly suppressed in this environment, but his wisdom and experience could still help the coalition forces find a breakthrough.

After a brief discussion with him, Xue You decided to join forces to raid the magicians hiding in the rear when the next demon offensive weakened.

They knew that if they did not quickly find these sorcerers hiding behind the scenes and defeat them, the coalition forces of the immortal sect and the demon clan would never be able to achieve a decisive victory.

As the battle progressed, Xue You and Ling Yun Zhenjun were looking for an opportunity. They needed to find a suitable moment, or unite with several strong men to break the demon clan's tactics.

In addition to his concern for the battle, Xue You was also worried about the demons stranded in the mountains and swamps of the two states. He knew that even if he won this battle, those lurking demons would still be a huge hidden danger.

After a demon attack was temporarily repelled, Xue You and Ling Yun Zhenjun acted quickly. They led a small team of elite warriors and quietly went around to the rear of the demon army.

As they approached, the figures of the hidden magicians gradually became clearer, and the spells they were casting also began to reveal their forms.

Xue You and Master Lingyun exchanged a glance, and as Master Lingyun's star power and Xue You's Orchid Fantasy Sword were activated at the same time, the elite team quickly and fatally cut into the formation of the demon magician like lightning in the dark night.

Xue You's swordsmanship was agile and deadly, and each sword accurately hit the vital points of the demon magicians, while Lingyun Zhenjun's star magic drew dazzling tracks in the air, breaking the defenses of those magicians one by one.

The other members of the team also played to their strengths, using sharp weapons to kill the enemy or powerful spells to suppress the opponent.

The battle was swift and fierce. Although the demonic sorcerers possessed profound sorcery skills, they were unable to cope with close combat. The team led by Xue You and True Lord Lingyun quickly gained the upper hand, defeating the sorcerers one by one. However, just as the battle was about to end, True Lord Lingyun made a slight mistake.

When defeating the last sorcerer, his attack deviated slightly by half an inch, causing the demon cultivator to be rescued.

After the battle, Master Lingyun didn't say much. He just glanced at Xue You indifferently, then turned around and returned to his position.

Xue You understood that although they had cooperated on the battlefield, the adjustment period between the human and demon races was far from over, and it would take time to build trust between them.

Xue You didn't have time to delve into Master Lingyun's thoughts. He knew that the situation on the battlefield was still tense and the main force of the demon clan had not yet been deployed.

He had to return to the demon clan and prepare for the next battle. At the same time, he also silently noted Lingyun Zhenjun's abnormality in his heart, which might be a variable in future battles.

Under the blood-red sky, the battle continued. In the south, the coalition forces of the immortal sect and the demon clan, led by Xue You and Ling Yun Zhenjun, repelled the demon clan's attacks time and time again.

In the north, the confrontation between Zhao Yu Zhenjun and Ji Huan became the focus of the battlefield.

After about two hours, Ji Huan moved!

The former talisman practitioner fell into the path of evil, and his talismans became more bizarre and powerful, full of destructive power.

On the battlefield, the sound of Zhao Yu Zhenjun's piano was sometimes high-pitched and passionate, and sometimes low and mournful. Every time she plucked the strings, it seemed to affect the air flow on the battlefield, and the sound waves turned into sharp blades, striking deep into the hearts of the demons.

Ji Huan's spells intertwined in the air, forming black nets, attempting to capture the invisible sound waves. However, the melody of Zhao Yu Zhenjun's zither was so flexible and varied that they often slipped away the moment the nets closed. A fierce glint flashed in Ji Huan's eyes, and the talisman pen in his hand danced even more swiftly. One spell after another, with the sound of breaking through the air, shot towards Zhao Yu Zhenjun like black lightning.

True Lord Zhao Yu was not in a hurry. As the sound of his zither changed, the water vapor in the air condensed into ice, forming ice walls that blocked all the talismans.

The battle between the two entered a white-hot state from the beginning. The music of Zhao Yu Zhenjun not only attacked Ji Huan, but also affected the surrounding demon soldiers, causing them to fall into chaos. Some demon soldiers even began to attack their own companions under the control of the music.

Seeing that the situation was not favorable to him, Ji Huan's heart was burning with anger. He raised his head and let out a deafening roar.

In an instant, the demonic energy around him surged wildly like a surging black wave. The demonic energy was so thick that it was almost insoluble that it seemed to swallow up the entire world.

He held the talisman pen in his hand and waved it rapidly in the air. Wherever the pen tip passed, it left a trail of dazzling light. In the blink of an eye, he outlined an extremely huge, complex and mysterious talisman formation.

As the talisman formation took shape, an extremely powerful and terrifying suction force suddenly emanated from the center of the formation, like a bottomless black hole, sucking in the surrounding demon soldiers with an irresistible force.

These demon soldiers who were sucked into the talisman formation were quickly transformed into purer and more powerful magic power with a burst of shrill screams, and continuously merged into Ji Huan's body.

At this moment, Ji Huan was completely enveloped by the majestic magic power. His already tall body looked even more majestic with the blessing of the magic power, like an unshakable mountain.

The talisman pen that he held tightly in his hand also emitted bursts of heart-pounding aura at this time. A strange blood-red light flashed at the tip of the pen, and its shape was distorted, making it look even more hideous and terrifying.

Standing high in the sky, True Monarch Zhao Yu frowned slightly at the sight. She knew Ji Huan had recklessly invoked the demon race's forbidden power, and if she didn't respond with all her might, the consequences would be disastrous.

So, she bit her red lips lightly and plucked the strings quickly with her ten fingers.

At this moment, the originally passionate and high-pitched piano music suddenly became soft and gentle, just like the warm breeze in spring gently blowing across people's faces, bringing people endless comfort and tranquility.

When the immortal sect disciples who had fought bloody battles on the battlefield and were exhausted both physically and mentally heard the soft music of the piano, they felt that the fatigue and fear deep in their hearts were swept away, and were replaced by full courage and confidence.

Their morale was instantly boosted, and their combat effectiveness also increased significantly. The originally chaotic battle situation gradually began to tilt in favor of the Immortal Sect.

However, just when everyone thought victory was certain, Zhao Yu Zhenjun made a surprising move.

She disappeared from the spot in an instant. The next moment, when she reappeared, she was already right above Ji Huan.

At the same time, the Ruan Qin she had been playing in her hand turned into a dazzling stream of light, and struck Ji Huan's head with the force of thunder!

Wherever it passed, the void was torn apart, making bursts of piercing roars, as if the entire heaven and earth were trembling.

Ji Huan sensed the intense threat emanating from above, and a fierce look flashed in his eyes. He roared, swung the talisman pen in his hand upward, and the blood-red light instantly surged, transforming into a massive black pillar of light that shot straight into the sky.

"Boom!" The stream of light and the pillar of light collided fiercely, making a deafening roar. The surrounding air seemed to be completely drained away by the blow, forming a brief vacuum. The shockwave, centered on the two men, spread wildly in all directions, sweeping away the nearby demon soldiers and immortal disciples.

True Monarch Zhao Yu's figure swayed slightly in mid-air, her face turning pale. Clearly, the attack had consumed a significant amount of her spiritual energy. Ji Huan wasn't faring any better either. The recoil of the black beam of light sent him crashing to the ground, creating a massive crater.

Everyone on the battlefield was shocked by this powerful force. They stopped what they were doing involuntarily and stared blankly at the center of the battlefield in two directions.

Zhao Yu Zhenjun managed to steady herself. Her zither was back in her hands, but cracks had appeared on the body. She took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging qi and blood in her body.

A flicker of determination flashed in her eyes; the battle was far from over. Ji Huan slowly rose from the pit, his body covered in cracks and his demonic energy becoming chaotic.

He raised his head, the red light in his eyes flashed with madness, and his voice was like a whisper from hell: "Ye Qingge, you have successfully angered me."

True Lord Zhao Yu looked at Ji Huan coldly, unmoved. The sound of the zither sounded again, but this time it was more suppressed and low.