Time Travel: Ancient Martial Arts Chronicles

Lin Xiaoxiao's voice, like a flash of lightning, pierced the darkness of the chaotic battlefield, instantly reaching everyone's ears. "These statues are vulnerable to water attacks. We must work together to cast spells!" she shouted as she ran towards the crowd. Her small figure looked a little uncomfortably caught in the shroud of smoke and the interplay of light and shadow, but her bright eyes gleamed with determination and hope.

Upon hearing this, Ye Wuhen swung the "Soul-Breaking Sword" in his hand into a beautiful sword flower, forcing a human-shaped statue that was rushing towards him back a few steps. He then shouted loudly: "Disciples of the Tianjian Sect, form a formation to cover us! Lingxiao Sect and Yuhun Sect, prepare water-attribute spells! Baizhi, you take good care of the wounded!" His voice was steady and powerful, with a reassuring power in this fierce battlefield.

"Understood!" Ling Jian of the Tianjian Sect shouted in response. With a swipe of his longsword, spiritual energy surged from it. "Brothers of the Tianjian Sect, follow me! We can't let these monsters break through our defenses. Buy time for the Lingxiao Sect and the Yuhun Sect!" His eyes burned with the fire of battle, carrying an indomitable spirit. The surrounding Tianjian Sect disciples shouted in unison, quickly adjusting their formation. With a flash of sword light, they formed an impenetrable defensive network. However, the statue's attacks were ferocious. Every impact left the disciples' arms numb, and some even bled from the corners of their mouths. But they gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Everyone, hold on! We are the Tianjian Sect, and we will never retreat!" Ling Jian brandished his sword to block the statue's attack while loudly encouraging his fellow disciples. His gaze swept over the injured disciples, a flicker of pity in his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

Lin Yuqiang stood up with his weak body. He looked at Su Yao and grinned, although the smile seemed a little forced because of the pain. "Su Yao, it seems that we have to fight side by side again."

Su Yao nodded slightly, her expression solemn. "Lin Yu, we must succeed this time. Everyone is waiting for us." She turned to face the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect and shouted, "Brothers and sisters, let's begin our preparations. Water spirits, heed my call. Moisten all things, transform into sharp blades, and break through the enemy's strength!" Her hands formed seals rapidly, and complex and mysterious hand gestures shifted through her hands. The air around them began to transform as she chanted. The originally dry and smoky air gradually became moist, and wisps of water vapor condensed in the air, surrounding the Lingxiao Sect disciples as if they had life.

Mo Yu of the Yuhun Sect was also busy. He ordered his fellow disciples with a stern look, "Adjust the soul weapon and convert the power attribute into water-related. We will cooperate with the Lingxiao Sect and we must repel these statues this time." The soul weapon in his hand emitted a cold light. Under his control, the color of the light gradually changed. A faint blue light appeared in the original pure black. The blue light was dreamy, like the waves in the deep ocean.

"Senior Brother Mo Yu, will this really work?" A young disciple of the Yuhun Sect asked with some concern. He looked at the statues that were still extremely ferocious, feeling a little uneasy.

Mo Yu glanced at him with a hint of confidence in his eyes, "Believe me, the Horcruxes of our Yuhun Sect can be integrated with various powers, and this time will be no exception."

Bai Zhi busied herself in the rear of the battlefield, her figure like a butterfly among flowers, moving lightly and swiftly among the wounded. Her hands continuously radiated soft light, chanting, "Light of life, light of healing, pain dissipates, recovery." With each ray of light that fell on a wounded person, the wound healed at a visible speed. Beads of sweat covered her forehead, and the depletion of spiritual energy had left her face somewhat pale, but her eyes remained gentle and resolute.

"How are you? Can you still hold on?" Bai Zhi came to a seriously injured disciple of Tianjian Sect and asked softly.

The disciple gritted his teeth and nodded, "I'm fine, Senior Sister, go take care of the others."

"Don't be stubborn, just get some rest. We will definitely get through this difficult time." Bai Zhi said, increasing the output of spiritual power, and the healing light enveloped the injured person even brighter.

As everyone frantically prepared, the statues' attacks intensified. They seemed to sense danger and sought to break through the defenses before anyone could cast their spells. The humanoid statues brandished their weapons, each swing unleashing a powerful blast of air that sliced ​​through the air like a sharp blade, emitting a shrill whistling sound. The beastly statues opened their bloody mouths, baring sharp fangs, and lunged at the Tianjian Sect's defenses. The breath from their mouths carried a nauseating, rancid stench.

"Everyone, be careful!" Ye Wuhen shouted again, his figure flashing, moving like a ghost between the statues. The Soul-Breaking Sword transformed into sharp flashes in his hand, each strike precisely targeting the statue's vital points, attempting to relieve the pressure on the Tianjian Sect's defenses. However, the statues' defenses were truly astonishing, and his attacks could only leave a few shallow marks on their surfaces.

"These guys are really tough!" Ye Wuhen frowned, feeling a little anxious. But he knew that he couldn't panic now, he had to stabilize the situation.

"Brother Ye, we are ready!" Lin Xiaoxiao ran to Ye Wuhen and said breathlessly.

Ye Wuhen looked at her and nodded, "Okay! Prepare to attack!"

By this time, both the Lingxiao Sect and the Yuhun Sect were ready. Su Yao thrust her hands forward, shouting, "Waterspout, appear!" The water vapor gathered around the Lingxiao Sect disciples, rapidly swirling, forming a massive waterspout. The waterspout was majestic, like a roaring aquatic beast, sweeping towards the statue with devastating force. Wherever the waterspout passed, deep gullies were carved into the ground, and the dust kicked up by the battle was instantly swallowed by the waterspout, disappearing without a trace.

"Power of the Soul Guardian, Water Sorrow!" Mo Yu simultaneously launched his Soul Guardian attack. The black light from the Horcrux intertwined with the waterspout. Upon contact with the waterspout, the previously invisible black light merged into it, increasing its power. The waterspout's color deepened, its blue light tinged with strands of black, making it appear even more mysterious and powerful.

The waterspout crashed against the statues with a deafening roar. The statues roared in agony, as if doused in scalding water. Their once impenetrable bodies began to crack under the waterspout's impact, and their red glow dimmed. The humanoid statues' movements became sluggish, their weapons' power greatly weakened. The animal statues struggled in the waterspout, their fur soaked and clinging to their bodies, appearing utterly awful.

"It worked! Everyone, attack!" Seeing this, Ye Wuhen's eyes flashed with excitement. He leaped high, his "Soul-Breaking Sword" bursting with spiritual power, and rushed towards a humanoid statue. The statue tried to raise its weapon to resist, but its movements were much slower than before. Ye Wuhen seized the opportunity and plunged the "Soul-Breaking Sword" fiercely into the crack of the statue. Then, with a powerful twist, the statue collapsed with a loud "crack", turning into a pile of rubble.

"Haha, you beast! Die!" Ling Jian laughed heartily, leading the Tianjian Sect disciples in a counterattack. Their swords rained down on the statue, each strike leaving deep wounds on its already fragile form. Some disciples even leaped directly onto the statue, hammering at the cracks with their sword hilts, attempting to hasten its collapse.

Lin Yu also gripped his weapon tightly and charged towards a beast-shaped statue. Although he was frail, the fighting spirit in his eyes remained undimmed. "Come on, you monster!" he shouted, slashing at the statue's legs with his weapon. The moment his weapon made contact with the statue, he felt a huge recoil, but he gritted his teeth, endured it, and swung his weapon again.

Su Yao and the disciples of Lingxiao Sect continued to maintain the power of the waterspout. Their spiritual power was continuously output. Everyone's face was full of fatigue, but their eyes remained firm. "Don't let up, we must destroy these statues in one fell swoop!" Su Yao shouted loudly, her voice still clearly audible in the roar of the waterspout.

Mo Yu of the Soul Control Sect directed his fellow disciples, directing their Horcruxes' attacks, focusing on those statues that were still resisting stubbornly. "Concentrate your strength and attack their soul cores!" His voice was deep and powerful. The light from his Horcruxes was like a sharp scalpel, precisely slicing through the statues' soul defenses.

After a brief respite, Bai Zhi joined the fray. While casting healing spells to restore the strength of her injured disciples, she simultaneously attacked the approaching statues with her spiritual energy. The spiritual energy she emanated from her hands surged like streams of pure water, striking the statues. The streams, though seemingly gentle, held immense power. Each impact caused the statues to tremble slightly, temporarily halting their attacks.

"Come on, everyone! We're almost there!" Lin Xiaoxiao shouted excitedly. She threw small, luminous objects, which exploded around the statue, creating a powerful cloud of light and smoke. The light was as dazzling as the sun, and the smoke, like a thick, dark cloud, instantly spread, obscuring the statue's vision and creating a better opportunity for the attack.

Under the combined might of their strength, the statues crumbled one by one. Their massive bodies fell with a dull thud, sending up a cloud of dust. With the final statue's resounding collapse, the battlefield temporarily fell silent. Everyone paused, sitting or lying down, exhausted. Their faces were coated in sweat and dust, their bodies bearing wounds to varying degrees, but each one's eyes shone with the joy of survival and the pride of victory.

"We did it!" Lin Yu lay on the ground, looking at the ceiling, with a relieved smile on his face.

"Yes, but this is only temporary. We have more important goals." Ye Wuhen stood up and looked at the "Tears of Stars" emitting a faint blue light, his eyes full of yearning and determination.

"That's right, 'Tears of the Stars' is still waiting for us. However, everyone has worked hard this time, so let's take a break first." Su Yao said, her eyes sweeping over everyone, full of gratitude and warmth.

Everyone nodded, and on this battlefield, which had just experienced fierce fighting, they began to rest for a while, preparing to face the next unknown challenge and continue their journey towards the "Tears of the Stars". They knew that the journey would be full of hardships, but as long as everyone was united, nothing could stop them from moving forward.