Junior sister took first place again

On the Tianqian battlefield, True Lord Lingyun and the Lord of Sixiang City fought again. The duel between the man and the demon was like the collapse of heaven and earth. Every attack made the surrounding air explode.

The collision of the power of the stars and lightning is not just a contest between two powerful men, but also a disaster that changes the color of heaven and earth.

However, as the battle continued, the disciples of the Immortal Sect began to notice something unusual about the demons - their strength seemed to be increasing in the battle, while more and more people on the Immortal Sect's side were seriously injured, killed in battle, or exhausted, and the situation on the battlefield became increasingly severe.

The disciples of the Immortal Sect fought bloody battles, their sword light and magic spells wreaked havoc among the demons, and every swing of the sword took away countless demon lives.

However, every time they thought that the demon offensive would weaken, they found that new demon soldiers continued to pour in like a tide, and their numbers never seemed to decrease.

"What's going on? We have clearly killed so many demons, why are their numbers still increasing?" A young disciple of the immortal sect gasped in the interval between battles, his eyes full of confusion and fear.

The veteran soldier beside him gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, his brow furrowed. "I've never seen anything like this before. This isn't normal. Even if the demons were strong, they wouldn't be able to mobilize so many troops to the natural trench right now."

On the other side of the battlefield, an elder from the Immortal Sect was also observing the situation. A trace of worry flashed in his eyes. "Could it be that the demonic reinforcements have arrived? But they are moving too fast. How did they do it?"

As the battle continued, the situation of the disciples of the Immortal Sect became increasingly dire. Many of them had been fighting for days and nights, and their physical and spiritual strength were almost exhausted.

The number of wounded soldiers is increasing, while the number of those able to continue fighting is decreasing.

"We need to retreat and regroup." A general from the Immortal Sect shouted loudly during the battle, his voice already hoarse. "If this continues, the current defenders of the Tianqian will be wiped out."

However, retreat was no easy task. The demons' offensive surged like a tidal wave, forcing the disciples of the Immortal Sect to retreat step by step, yet they were unable to escape the demons' pursuit.

The situation became increasingly complicated. Although the disciples of the Immortal Sect were brave, they felt unprecedented pressure in the face of the strange increase in the power of the demons.

Finally, Ji Huan's abnormal behavior attracted the attention of the younger generation headed by Cheng Yan.

In the chaos of the battlefield, Cheng Yan and several of his companions are now facing an almost impossible task - to interrupt Ji Huan's actions.

Ji Huan, as a powerful man in the Mahayana period, his strength far exceeds that of young disciples in the Spirit Transformation period such as Cheng Yan.

Several people knew that any direct confrontation would probably be futile, but they also knew that if no action was taken, the situation of the Immortal Sect would become even more dangerous.

Time was running out, and there was no time for detailed discussion. Cheng Yan quickly summoned Luo Qinghan, Pei Youzhi, and Ye Mu and briefly explained the situation.

"Although we don't know the source of these demons' power, Ji Huan's abnormality is undoubtedly a huge threat. We must interrupt him." Although Cheng Yan's voice was low, every word was full of determination.

Luo Qinghan gripped his staff tightly, a trace of worry flashing in his eyes: "Senior Sister Cheng, our strength is far inferior to Ji Huan's. We can't get too close to him."

Cheng Yan was silent for a moment, then spoke: "Let's take advantage of the chaos on the battlefield and create an opportunity. Although it's dangerous, it's better than sitting and waiting to die."

Pei Youzhi nodded aside. He knew it was a risky move, but someone had to do it. "I'm the fastest. You guys cover me."

After saying that, he moved directly towards Ji Huan's location without giving anyone time to react. Cheng Yan and the others pursed their lips, knowing that there was no time for nonsense, and each activated their breath-concealing technique and followed him.

They tried their best to avoid attracting Ji Huan's attention.

However, just when they reached the limit where they could attack Ji Huan without being caught by him instantly, a powerful aura suddenly descended from the sky, interrupting their plan.

Everyone felt the power and majesty of this aura, and the noise of the battlefield seemed to stop at that moment.

A reinforcement force belonging to the aristocratic family appeared in the sky, and two figures fell like meteors. They were extremely fast, with a sound of breaking through the air.

Cheng Yan and others looked up and saw two grandmaster-level strong men appear on the battlefield. They were Zhong Yin from the Liuyun Zhong family and Fu Qingshan from the Pingyuan Fu family.

The arrival of Zhong Yin and Fu Qingshan immediately changed the situation on the battlefield. Their powerful aura intimidated the demon soldiers, while giving the immortal disciples a glimmer of hope.

"Cheng Xianjun, your mission is to protect the natural trench. Leave Ji Huan to us."

Zhong Yin's voice echoed across the battlefield, his gaze fixed on Ji Huan. Fu Qingshan charged directly at Ji Huan, his spear leaving streaks of shadows in the air, aiming directly at Ji Huan's vital points.

Fu Qingshan, patriarch of the Pingyuan Fu family, was renowned for his indestructible physique and prowess with the spear. His arrival, along with Zhong Yin's, immediately stirred up new waves on the battlefield.

Zhong Yin's sword was as unpredictable as flowing clouds, each strike imbued with the power of heaven and earth. His sword wasn't made of ordinary iron, but rather condensed with spiritual energy. Its gleaming light seemed to slice through space.

Facing one of the four city lords of the Demon Realm, Zhong Yin did not hold back at all. His swordsmanship contained his understanding of the world, and each sword was aimed directly at Ji Huan's vital points.

"Traitor to the Immortal Sect, your conspiracy ends here!" Zhong Yin's voice was filled with unquestionable determination. His sword light streaked across the sky like a meteor, heading straight for Ji Huan.

Fu Qingshan's strength was like an unshakable mountain, his spear sweeping through the enemy, each shot echoing with the sound of piercing the air. His physical cultivation techniques had made his body as solid as a rock, and even Ji Huan's talisman attacks could not easily break his defenses.

Facing the pincer attack from Zhong Yin and Fu Qingshan, Ji Huan's expression changed slightly, and his brushstrokes changed. Black talismans flew in the air, transforming into various attacks, and started a fierce duel with Zhong Yin and Fu Qingshan.

"Fu Qingshan, your opponent is me."

Lingru's voice was cold. As soon as she finished speaking, the long sword drew deadly arcs in the air, pointing directly at Fu Qingshan.

Fu Qingshan laughed heartily, immediately adjusting his tactics and preparing for battle. His spear, like a dragon emerging from the sea, pierced the air with each thrust, colliding with Lingru's long sword with a deafening roar.

The battle had raged for three days and three nights, the clash between the immortals and the demons relentless. Stars and lightning clashed, swords flashed and magic wove together, every second testing the will and strength of both sides.

The duel between True Lord Lingyun and Four Symbols City Lord Xian intensified. True Lord Lingyun's star power resembled a dazzling galaxy, while Xian's lightning power resembled a raging storm. The scope of their battle expanded, and each collision sent a deafening roar through the surrounding space, as if even the heavens and earth were trembling.

The battle between Zhong Yin and Ji Huan was equally thrilling. Zhong Yin's swordsmanship was agile and swift, each strike carrying the power to rip everything apart. Ji Huan countered with talismans, black talisman paper in his hands transforming into lines of defense and attack, countering Zhong Yin's sword brilliance.

The duel between Fu Qingshan and Lingru was more direct. Fu Qingshan's spear was like a violent storm, and each shot was full of power and speed.

Ling Ru's long sword was like icy moonlight, each swing carrying a deadly chill. Their fight stirred up gusts of wind across the battlefield, forcing the surrounding soldiers to retreat.

The battle between these powerful men was difficult to determine the winner for the time being, however, the disciples of the immortal sect who continued to fight below were not as strong as the demons in physical form, and now the number of demons was increasing continuously. As the physical and spiritual power of the disciples of the immortal sect were approaching exhaustion, the offensive of the demons seemed endless, and the defense line of the immortal sect finally began to waver.

After a particularly fierce attack, the disciples of the Immortal Sect had to retreat and entered the barrier in front of the natural moat, temporarily escaping from the battle.

The disciples were exhausted, their wounds still bleeding, their spiritual energy nearly depleted, and some had fallen into coma due to their severe injuries.

The medical staff were busy, trying their best to treat every wounded person, but their resources were running low.

Cheng Yan stood at the edge of the barrier, her eyes piercing through the transparent barrier, watching the battlefield outside. Her sword light had subsided, but the unyielding fire still burned in her eyes.

"Take advantage of this time to rest and prepare for the next battle." Cheng Yan's voice was firm, even though she was also exhausted.

Luo Qinghan leaned against a corner of the barrier, his staff leaning against his chest. He closed his eyes, trying his best to recover his spiritual power. Pei Youzhi and Ye Mu also tried their best to regulate their breathing, preparing for the next battle.

The demon soldiers paused outside the barrier, seemingly awaiting new orders. The three city lords, Ji Huan, Ling Ru, and Xian, stood at the forefront, their gazes piercing the barrier as they confronted the immortal sect disciples.

"They have retreated into the barrier. Should we continue attacking?" There was a hint of impatience in Lingru's voice.

Ji Huan shook his head, his eyes deep: "No, it's still early, we can wait, they will come out eventually."

A gloomy flashed in Xian's eyes: "We can use this opportunity to intensify our offensive. Next time, we won't give them any chance."

On the battlefield, the two sides entered a delicate standoff. The immortal disciples recovered their strength within the barrier, while the demon soldiers waited outside, ready to attack.

Time slowly passed in this tense confrontation, and every minute and every second seemed particularly long. In this tense atmosphere, the elders of the immortal sect began to discuss countermeasures.

They must find a way to break this deadlock, otherwise the situation of the Immortal Sect will become increasingly dangerous.

"We must request more reinforcements." An elder's voice was filled with anxiety.

Another elder offered a different opinion: "It will take time for reinforcements to arrive. We must find a way to use the forces we have now to fight against the demons."

Cheng Yan listened to the elders' discussion and was also thinking about countermeasures in her heart.

In the big tent, the elders of the Immortal Sect sat together, their brows furrowed, discussing the reason for the continuous influx of demon soldiers.

"The demons' reinforcements are coming in too fast. This is against common sense." An elderly elder said in a deep voice, his eyes revealing deep worry.

Another elder nodded, his fingers tapping lightly on the table. "Yes, unless they have some method we don't know of to quickly replenish their forces."

Cheng Yan stood aside, her eyes determined, but with a hint of doubt in her voice: "Could it be some secret method of the demons, or have they opened some ancient teleportation array?"

Luo Qinghan opened his eyes. His healing and magic skills had been overdrawn, and his face was extremely pale. "I've read in ancient books that the demons mastered the ancient art of blood sacrifice, which can create a large number of demon soldiers in a short period of time."

Pei Youzhi's brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his voice: "If this is true, then we must find a way to stop them as soon as possible."

Ye Mu's gaze lingered on the star disk. Her voice was calm and clear: "No matter what method they use, we must act quickly. Every moment of delay will increase the power of the demons."

At this moment, a young disciple hurried in: "Elders, we found this on the battlefield!"

In the hand of the young disciple, he tightly grasped a strange stone slab. The stone slab was engraved with complex runes. These runes emitted a faint black light, which matched the power of the demon clan.

Cheng Yan and other elders immediately surrounded him, their eyes filled with solemnity.

"This is..." There was a hint of uncertainty in Cheng Yan's voice. She had never seen such a rune before.

A glint flashed in Luo Qinghan's eyes. Although his voice was weak, it was still full of certainty: "If I remember correctly, these should be space fragments from the natural chasm. They can resonate with the demon clan's teleportation array, thus opening a passage to the demon world."

Luo Qinghan's words were like a thunderclap, shocking everyone present to an unprecedented degree.

They realized that the appearance of these space fragments might mean that the stability of the natural barrier was threatened and might even be used by the demons.

Cheng Yan's reaction: A glint of determination flashed in Cheng Yan's eyes. She gripped the Lingye Sword tightly, and her voice was filled with unquestionable determination: "If these fragments really come from the natural chasm, then we must act immediately. The safety of the floating world is related to the fate of the entire immortal sect. We cannot let the demons succeed."

Pei Youzhi's worry. Pei Youzhi's brows were furrowed, and there was a hint of uneasiness in his voice: "How could the space fragments in the natural moat appear on the battlefield? Does this mean that the defense of the natural moat has been breached by the demons? We must find out the truth as soon as possible."

Ye Mu's gaze lingered on the star disk. Her voice was calm and clear: "The appearance of these fragments may be due to the demons using some ancient secret method. We must act immediately to prevent the demons from taking further action and protect the natural barrier from damage."

Luo Qinghan's eyes flashed with determination: "I know this is dangerous, but we have no choice. We must organize a team as soon as possible, enter the battlefield, recover these space fragments, and investigate how they appeared."