The Immortal Emperor Reborn: Accompanying My Child on the Extraordinary Journey

Chapter 61: New Threat Emerges

The Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate appeared particularly solemn in the afterglow of the setting sun. The disciples lined up in neat rows, their weapons flashing with a cold light, each face filled with determination and resolve. Yun Che stood at the forefront, his gaze as sharp as a torch, scanning the land he had sworn to protect with his life. Qinglian stood beside him, her gentle yet resolute gaze instilling endless strength in the others.

“Disciples,” Yun Che’s voice was steady and powerful, echoing throughout the valley. “Since our founding, our Lingxiao Sect has weathered countless storms, yet never yielded. Today, an unprecedented threat is quietly approaching, intent on subverting the order of the entire cultivation world. As cultivators, we shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting this land and its peace.”

"Master, we are not afraid!" a young disciple shouted loudly, his voice full of passion and enthusiasm.

"Yes, we are not afraid!" All the disciples echoed in unison, their voices shaking the earth.

Yun Che nodded with satisfaction and continued, "This force is powerful and mysterious, but we are not alone. As long as we unite as one, there will be no difficulties that we cannot overcome. Qinglian, tell us about our plan."

Qinglian nodded gently and took a few steps forward. Her voice was gentle but powerful. "Disciples, our first priority is to investigate the source and purpose of this force. At the same time, we must strengthen the sect's defenses to ensure that we can hold our ground under any circumstances. Senior Brother Yun Che and I will personally lead a group of disciples to investigate. The rest will remain in the sect, under the command of the elders, to carry out daily training and patrols."

"Yes, sir!" The disciples responded in unison, their morale high.

As night fell, the lights within the Lingxiao Sect lit brightly. Yun Che and Qing Lian, along with an elite team, quietly left the sect and headed towards the unknown darkness. They knew the journey was filled with dangers and challenges, but they were undaunted.

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Elsewhere, a mysterious force was stirring in the shadows. Its leader was a shadowy figure cloaked in black robes. He sat on a massive stone chair, surrounded by countless runes and magical arrays that shone with eerie light.

"Master, Lingxiao Sect has noticed our presence." A cold voice sounded in the ears of the man in black robe. It was a subordinate wearing a black robe and with a distorted face.

The black-robed man raised his head slightly, revealing a pair of cold eyes: "Oh? What are they doing?"

"Yun Che and Qing Lian have already led some disciples out of the sect, seemingly intending to personally investigate our origins." The subordinate replied.

The black-robed man sneered, "Hmph, they've walked right into a trap. Pass the word down, have our men be prepared. As soon as they enter our territory, we'll give them a head-on blow."

"Yes, master." The subordinate bowed and stepped back to convey the order.

The black-robed man lowered his head again, staring at the runes and magic array before him, his eyes flashing with madness: "Lingxiao Sect, you can't stop me. The entire cultivation world will submit to me!"

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Yun Che and Qing Lian led their team through the night. Relying on their superb agility and keen perception, they avoided many potential traps and dangers. However, they were unaware that a powerful enemy was waiting for them ahead.

“Senior Brother Yun Che, we are getting closer and closer to that force’s territory.” Qing Lian said softly, her face full of worry.

Yun Che nodded, his eyes becoming even more resolute. “I know. But we no longer have a way out. Only by moving forward courageously can we find the truth and protect our homeland.”

At this moment, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded from the front. Yun Che and Qing Lian immediately became alert. They signaled the team to stop and hide in the bushes on the roadside.

After a while, a group of enemies in black robes appeared in their sight, holding sharp weapons, wearing hideous masks on their faces, and with cruel eyes flashing.

"It seems that they are the minions of that force." Qinglian said in a low voice.

Yun Che gripped the longsword tightly in his hand, his eyes revealing a strong murderous intent: "Prepare for battle. We must let them know that the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect are by no means ordinary people."

Following a command, Yun Che and Qing Lian led the team forward. They engaged in a fierce battle with the black-robed men. Swords flashed, fists whistled, and the air was filled with the scent of blood and slaughter.

Yun Che's form was as swift as the wind, his swordsmanship fierce and precise. Every strike of his sword brought an enemy to its knees. Qing Lian, on the other hand, wielded her gentle spiritual power, providing constant support and protection to her teammates. Each of her strikes was like a gentle spring breeze, gentle yet deadly.

However, the black-robed men were numerous and quite powerful. Relying on their numerical superiority, they gradually forced Yun Che, Qing Lian, and the others into a desperate situation.

“This isn’t a solution.” Yun Che panted heavily, looking at his teammates who kept falling around him, his heart filled with anxiety and anger.

Qinglian also realized the severity of the situation. She gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother Yun Che, we have to find a way to break out. Otherwise, we will all die here."

Yun Che nodded. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and prepared to launch a final counterattack. At this moment, a familiar figure suddenly appeared in his sight.

It was Feng Xing, one of the elders of the High Heaven Sect and Yun Che's close friend. He led a group of reinforcements and charged into the battlefield like a divine force descended from the sky.

"Yun Che! Qing Lian!" Feng Xing shouted loudly, "We are here to support you!"

Yun Che's heart surged with joy. He immediately gathered his strength and joined forces with Feng Xing and the others to launch a fierce attack on the black-robed men. With Feng Xing and the others joining in, the situation quickly reversed. The black-robed men began to retreat step by step, and were eventually forced to flee back to their territory.

"Great! We won!" a disciple shouted excitedly.

Yun Che and Qing Lian smiled at each other. They knew that this was only the beginning of the battle. To completely eliminate this force, they would need even more arduous efforts.

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The black-robed men's territory was in shambles. Their leader stood atop the ruins, watching the figures of the Lingxiao Sect disciples recede into the distance, anger and resentment flickering in his eyes.

"Damn it! I didn't expect they had reinforcements!" the man in black robe roared.

"Master, what should we do?" a subordinate asked cautiously.

The black-robed man was silent for a moment, then said, "It seems we need to change our strategy. We can no longer confront them head-on. We must use our advantages to set traps and lure them towards destruction."

"Yes, master." The subordinates answered in unison, with cruel glints in their eyes.

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Within the Lingxiao Sect, Yun Che, Qinglian, and the others returned triumphantly. They were warmly welcomed and celebrated by the entire sect. However, Yun Che and Qinglian knew that the real challenge lay ahead.

“Elders, we must strengthen our sect’s defenses,” Yun Che said during the meeting. “That force won’t give up easily. They will definitely attack again.”

The elders nodded in agreement. They began to strengthen the sect's defenses and improve the disciples' cultivation levels in preparation for the upcoming battle.

At the same time, Yun Che and Qing Lian also began to investigate the origins and purpose of that force. They sent more disciples to various places to collect intelligence, hoping to find the weaknesses and flaws of that force.

As time passed, the Lingxiao Sect, under the leadership of Yun Che and Qing Lian, gradually grew stronger and more united. However, that force was not idle either. They were secretly accumulating strength, waiting for their next attack.

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Finally, on a stormy night, the force launched another attack. Using the cover of darkness and heavy rain, they quietly approached the Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate.

"Alert! Enemy attack!" A disciple on patrol suddenly shouted loudly.

Immediately afterwards, countless black-robed men swarmed in from all directions like ghosts. Holding sharp weapons, their eyes flashing with cruelty, they launched a fierce attack on the Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate.

Yun Che and Qing Lian quickly organized their disciples to resist. They utilized the sect's defenses and traps to engage in a fierce battle with the black-robed men. However, this time, the black-robed men seemed even more cunning and brutal. They constantly changed their tactics and attack methods, making it difficult for the Lingxiao Sect's disciples to defend themselves.

“We can’t go on like this!” Yun Che wiped the sweat and rain from his face, looking at his teammates who kept falling around him, his heart filled with anxiety and anger.

Qinglian also realized the severity of the situation. She gritted her teeth and said, "Senior Brother Yun Che, we must find the leader of that force. Only by eliminating him can we completely end this battle."

Yun Che nodded. He took a deep breath, gathered all his strength, and prepared to charge towards the black-robed man's territory. At this moment, a familiar figure appeared in his sight again.

It was Elder Feng Xing. He led a team of elite disciples, charging into the battlefield from the rear. Their presence was like a stream of fresh air, instantly dispersing the black-robed men's offensive.

“Elder Feng Xing! You’ve arrived at the perfect time!” Yun Che shouted loudly.

Feng Xing smiled and nodded. He said, "We've long anticipated that they would do this. That's why we've been secretly preparing. Now, let's join forces and catch these black-robed men in one fell swoop!"

With the addition of Feng Xing and the others, the morale of the disciples of the Lingxiao Sect was greatly boosted. They began an organized counterattack, gradually forcing the black-robed men back into their territory.

Finally, after a fierce battle, the disciples of Lingxiao Sect succeeded in forcing the black-robed leader into a desperate situation. Standing on the ruins, he looked at the increasing number of enemies around him, his eyes flashing with despair and unwillingness.

"Do you think you can defeat me like this?" the black-robed leader roared. "I'm telling you, I still have one last trick up my sleeve!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised his hand and waved it towards the sky. A black light shot out from his hand and shot straight into the sky. Then, the sky began to grow gloomy, with dark clouds and roaring thunder.

“Oh no! What is he summoning?” Yun Che’s heart tightened, and he immediately realized that something was wrong.

At that moment, a massive black beam descended from the sky, striking the black-robed leader directly. Instantly, a powerful wave of energy spread out, sending the surrounding enemies and the Lingxiao Sect's disciples flying.

When the light faded, the black-robed leader had disappeared, leaving behind only a huge black hole that looked particularly strange and terrifying in the night sky.

"He ran away!" a disciple shouted.

Yun Che frowned, staring at the black hole, his heart filled with doubt and uneasiness. He knew that although the battle had come to a temporary end, the threat posed by that force had not been completely eliminated.