Junior sister took first place again

On the Tianqian battlefield, two days and one night had passed since Cheng Yan returned. With the joint efforts of Cheng Yan, Wei Chen and other elite immortal sects, they finally temporarily repelled this group of demons in a fierce confrontation.

When the demons retreated, it was already past midnight. The thunder in the sky gradually subsided, the wind blades disappeared, the water waves calmed down, and all that was left on the battlefield were the exhausted disciples of the immortal sect and the mess on the ground.

The aftermath of the battle gradually subsided, and the disciples of the Immortal Sect began to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded.

Luo Qinghan touched the ground lightly with his staff, summoning streams of clear springs to clean the wounds of the injured disciples. His face was full of fatigue, but the light in his eyes was still firm.

Pei Youzhi assisted from the side. Although his wind spells consumed a lot of energy in the battle, he still insisted on providing assistance to his companions.

Ye Mu sat on the stone, the star disk in her hand slowly rotating. She closed her eyes and concentrated, feeling the flow of star power, accumulating strength for the upcoming battle.

Cheng Yan was patrolling the battlefield. Ling Ye was lying on the ground at an angle. The lightning on her sword had subsided, but her posture was still upright, like an invincible god of war.

Although the demons' attack was temporarily repelled, everyone knew that this was only the calm before the storm.

They took the time to treat their wounds, repair their defenses, and prepare for the next round of attack.

Tomorrow is the seventh day. Cheng Yan looked at his companions, who were all tired, and at the various broken limbs that had not yet been cleaned up, as well as the medical practitioners and alchemists who were even busier, and said with a smile:

"Everyone, thank you for your hard work. Tonight, I will lead the disciples on duty. The rest of you should take this time to rest. Tomorrow, we will..."

At this moment, a low horn sound suddenly came from the sky, and the ground began to shake slightly.

Cheng Yan's heart sank as he stared into the distance. He saw a black line appear on the horizon. As time passed, the line gradually became clearer and turned into the vanguard of the demon army.

The demon soldiers surged in like a tide, their steps in unison and bloodthirsty gleams in their eyes.

At the forefront of the army, the figures of the three city lords stood out.

The Lord of Crescent Moon City, Lingru, the Lord of Dark Moon City, Ji Huan, and the Lord of Four Symbols City, Xian, on the far left, stood on the three-headed candle moth in human form, emitting a powerful aura, as if they were insurmountable mountains.

But in the blink of an eye, they approached the barrier set up by the Immortal Sect.

The demon army arrived early.

As night fell, the stars became sparse and a tense atmosphere hung in the air.

Cheng Yan and her companions stood at the front of the Immortal Gate, facing the approaching demon army, their hearts filled with determination and courage. Although exhausted, their eyes shone with an unyielding light.

The demons did not launch an attack immediately, but instead leisurely confronted Cheng Yan and others in front of the formation.

There was a scornful smile on Lingru's lips, Xian's eyes revealed a cold murderous intent, and Ji Huan was completely hidden in the shadows, making him unpredictable.

"Cheng Yan, you young men are truly courageous." Ling Ru's voice echoed across the battlefield like thunder. "But do you really think you can stop the march of my demon army?"

Cheng Yan held Ling Ye tightly, her eyes firm, without the slightest fear: "Cream Moon City Lord, your demon clan's ambitions will never succeed. We, the disciples of the Immortal Sect, will protect this land with our lives."

The eyes of both parties passed through the barrier and met the eyes of the people opposite them.

Lingru's contempt, Xian's coldness and Ji Huan's mystery constitute an invisible pressure, which makes the disciples of the immortal sect feel unprecedented challenges.

"Cheng Yan, your efforts are in vain." Ling Ru's voice rang out again, a hint of mockery in her smile. "Your resistance is just stalling for time, but in the end, you will all be defeated by us demons."

Cheng Yan took a deep breath, her voice firm and powerful: "Crescent Moon City Lord, you are wrong. Our resistance is to protect our homeland and to safeguard our faith. As long as we have breath left, we will not let you demons invade this land."

Xian's eyes grew even colder, and a hint of murderous intent lingered in his voice. "Little girl, your bravery is admirable, but there's often a fine line between bravery and recklessness. Today, you will pay the price for your recklessness."

Cheng Yan held Ling Ye tightly in his hand. Although the lightning on the sword had subsided, the blade was still sharp.

She knew that the next battle would be the toughest in her life.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect quickly prepared for battle under command.

Luo Qinghan's water spells were ready. He stood at the front of the line, ready to use his spells to protect his companions.

Pei Youzhi's wind blades danced at his fingertips, his eyes were sharp, ready to launch a fatal attack on the demons at any time.

Ye Mu's star disk was spinning in her hands, and the power of the stars gathered around her. She was ready to use the power of the stars to protect her companions.

Wei Chen stood beside Yunli, his ice spell ready to be cast.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other and the battle was about to break out, a long roar suddenly came from the sky, and rays of light cut through the darkness before dawn.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect looked up and saw a group of figures appearing in the sky. They were wearing the uniforms of the Tianque Realm defenders and emitting powerful spiritual energy fluctuations.

"It's True Lord Lingyun!" A smile flashed in Cheng Yan's eyes. She recognized the figure in the lead. It was True Lord Lingyun of the Xingchen Sect.

True Lord Lingyun led the real reinforcements of the immortal sect, like divine soldiers sent from heaven. Their appearance instantly changed the situation on the battlefield.

With the arrival of True Lord Lingyun, the morale of the immortal sect was greatly boosted.

True Lord Lingyun landed and stood beside Cheng Yan. His gaze was as sharp as a torch, sweeping across the demon line and finally settling on the three city lords.

His voice was loud, piercing the darkness before dawn and spreading across the entire battlefield.

"Lingru, Ji Huan, we meet again."

There was a hint of sneer in Master Lingyun's tone, "You demons' ambitions are truly undying, but you've never succeeded."

Ling Ru still had that contemptuous smile on her face, and her voice carried a hint of provocation: "Master Lingyun, you are still so confident. But excessive confidence is arrogance. Today, you and your disciples will become stepping stones for our demon clan."

Xian's eyes grew even colder, his voice like the hiss of a venomous snake: "Ouyang Zhan, even your master wouldn't dare to speak so brazenly. What three sects, two palaces, and one religion? Even if your three major sects were combined, they would still be no match for our army."

Ji Huan remained hidden in the shadows. His voice was deep and powerful. "Master Lingyun, you arrived too quickly. You might not be able to wait for the other Grandmasters to collect your body."

True Lord Lingyun snorted coldly, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain: "We have long witnessed the cunning and cruelty of the demons. But the power of justice is something you will never understand. Today, we will prove once again that evil can never defeat justice."

The three city lords suddenly laughed, as if he had told some incredible joke.

True Lord Lingyun and all the people from the Immortal Sect looked on with serious expressions, unmoved.

Both sides were assessing each other's strength and looking for the best time to fight. The three city lords of the Demon Clan knew that the arrival of Master Lingyun had changed the situation on the battlefield, and they needed to readjust their tactics.

And True Lord Lingyun is waiting for the best opportunity.

During the confrontation between the two sides, the disciples of the Immortal Sect took the time to recover their strength, heal their wounds, and prepare for the upcoming battle.

The arrival of Lingyun Zhenjun not only brought reinforcements, but also new tactics and strategies. He discussed quietly with Cheng Yan and others, formulating the next battle plan.

The atmosphere on the battlefield was tense and solemn. Both sides were ready, waiting for the battle horn to sound again.

As the two sides confronted each other, the sky gradually turned pale and the dawn was about to come.

The tense atmosphere on the battlefield reached its peak. Every immortal disciple and demon soldier held their breath, preparing for the upcoming battle.

As the pale sky gradually spread, the tense atmosphere on the battlefield reached its peak.

The eyes of the immortal disciples and the demon soldiers were focused on each other, waiting for the decisive moment.

Finally, with a deafening horn sounding through the sky, the battle broke out.

The Lord of Sixiang City disappeared instantly and chose to take the first step.

As a cultivator of the demon clan, he was proficient in various powerful spells. His staff traced strange paths through the air, summoning black lightning that bombarded the immortal gate's lines like a mad dragon.

True Lord Lingyun stood at the forefront of the Immortal Gate, his star disk spinning in the air, emitting dazzling starlight.

Facing Xian's attack, he showed no fear. His star disk released rays of starlight, forming a huge star shield that blocked Xian's black thunder.

The star disk traced graceful paths through the sky, each stroke carrying immense force. A clash of stars and lightning: Xian's black thunder collided with True Lord Lingyun's star shield, erupting in a dazzling radiance and a deafening roar.

The two forces intertwined in the air, creating a spectacular clash. Xian's black lightning was like a violent storm, constantly assaulting the star shield, while True Lord Lingyun continuously strengthened the shield while searching for opportunities to counterattack.

"Although your magic is powerful, it is not enough to break my star shield." Lingyun Zhenjun's voice revealed a hint of confidence. His star disk rotated again, releasing rays of starlight, hitting Xian's position directly.

Xian sneered, pointing his staff toward the sky, summoning more black lightning. Simultaneously, he moved swiftly across the battlefield, dodging True Lord Lingyun's attacks. His spells were not only powerful but also versatile, making them difficult for True Lord Lingyun to predict.

Cheng Yan led a team of elite disciples and charged directly into the demonic lines. Ling Ye shone with lightning, each swing of his sword carrying the force of thunder, slashing at the demonic soldiers.

Luo Qinghan's water magic formed walls of water on the battlefield, blocking the demons' attacks. His staff touched the ground lightly, and streams of clear springs gushed out, providing water and healing for the disciples of the immortal sect.

Pei Youzhi's wind blades danced at his fingertips, his eyes sharp, ready to launch a fatal attack on the demons at any time. His wind magic formed a wall of wind on the battlefield, blocking the demons' charge.

Ye Mu's star disk rotated in her hands, and the power of the stars gathered around her, forming a series of star shields to protect the disciples of the immortal sect.

Her star power can also temporarily disrupt force fields, causing demons to lose their sense of direction.

Faced with the counterattack of the immortal sect disciples, the demons became even more violent. Under the command of Xian, they launched a fierce counterattack.

Although Lingru and Ji Huan did not take action for the time being, they were commanding the battle of the demons from the rear.

Lingru's long sword drew deadly arcs in the air. Her sword skills were extremely sharp, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by powerful force.

Ji Huan used his talisman cultivation power in the back. His talisman papers danced in the air like living things. Each piece of talisman paper turned into a fireball, ice cone or lightning, smashing towards the place where the disciples of the immortal sect were crowded.

As the battle progressed, the fighting between the two sides entered a white-hot stage. The disciples of the immortal sect relied on their firm will and powerful spells to tenaciously resist the attack of the demon clan.

The demon soldiers, relying on their numerical advantage and strong individual strength, continued to attack the defense line of the Immortal Gate.

On the battlefield, the light of spells and the sound of weapons clashing intertwined, forming a tragic picture.

Although the disciples of the Immortal Sect were brave, they began to suffer casualties under the fierce attack of the demons.

Master Lingyun looked at the situation on the battlefield, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

However, the attacks from the Lord of Sixiang City were like a shadow following him, making it impossible for him to concentrate on thinking.

In order to end the battle quickly, Ling Yun took the initiative to attack within the domain. The star disk drew a graceful arc in the air, releasing a bright starlight, pointing directly at Xian's heart.

This attack was fast and fierce, with a sound of breaking through the air, showing the powerful star power of Master Lingyun.

Xian was not in a hurry. He lightly tapped his staff and a wall of earth immediately rose from the ground, blocking the light of the stars.

The earth wall collided with the starlight, causing a burst of dust and light. Although the earth wall was shattered, it also successfully weakened the power of the starlight.

Seeing his attack missed, True Lord Lingyun immediately changed his tactics. His star disk spun again, and this time, he summoned several meteors, which, blazing with flames, struck Xian from different directions.

The meteor was so fast that it reached Xian in an instant. A gleam of light flashed in Xian's eyes, and his staff drew a circle in the air. A black light shield instantly formed, enveloping him.

The meteor hit the light shield, making a deafening explosion, but the light shield was as solid as a rock and was not damaged at all.

Seeing that long-range attacks were unlikely to be effective, Ouyang Zhan flashed and rushed directly towards Xian. The star disk in his hand turned into a sharp sword and pierced Xian's throat.

This strike condensed seven-tenths of Ouyang Zhan's strength, its edge gleaming with dazzling starlight. Xian reacted quickly, twirling his staff in his hand, transforming it into a black spear, its tip condensed with a ball of black lightning.

He thrust his spear forward, colliding with True Lord Lingyun's sword in mid-air with a resounding metallic clang. The two's power collided in mid-air, generating a powerful gust of air that blew away the surrounding dust and gravel.