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Mo Yunsheng closed her eyes slightly, quickly forming seals with her hands as she performed a secret technique to communicate with the paper figurine. Everyone stared at her nervously, not daring to breathe, as if time had frozen in this moment. After a moment, Mo Yunsheng slowly opened her eyes, her gaze filled with shock.

"The little paper figurine has discovered important information." Mo Yunsheng's voice trembled slightly. "There are seven more strongholds similar to the last one! And from this information, combined with the blueprints we seized from the evil cultivator, these seven strongholds actually form a formation. This formation covers the entire area of ​​the sects. It's truly terrifying! How dare they do this?"

After hearing Mo Yunsheng's words, everyone's faces instantly became solemn.

Lin Muci's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief: "These evil cultivators and demons are too crazy! Don't they know that doing this will cause public outrage throughout the Dongxu Realm?"

Feng Jingchen's face darkened, his eyes filled with worry. He whispered, "This plot has clearly been planned for a long time. They want to wipe out all the righteous forces in the entire Dongxu Realm. We must not let them succeed."

Zhongli Xiu was so angry that he punched the tree trunk beside him, causing the leaves to rustle. He roared, "These evil cultivators and demons are so despicable! Do they really think we are easy to bully?"

Feng Ci's expression was also very serious. He looked at the seven strongholds marked on the map, pondered for a moment and said, "This formation must be very complex. We must find a way to destroy it as soon as possible."

Su Chen nodded slightly and said in a steady tone, "That's right. Once this formation is activated, the consequences will be disastrous. We can't delay any longer and must inform the sect of this news immediately."

"Alright, let's send a message to the sect immediately. Then, we'll launch an attack on these strongholds." Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly, and immediately took out the communication talisman and quickly passed this important information back. Then, he looked at everyone with a firm gaze, "Without further delay, we must set out now and destroy this stronghold in the south. We must not give them any chance to breathe."

Everyone took quick action and passed the news to Wuliang Sect. After receiving the news, Shi Chenbai and others also realized the seriousness of the matter and began to prepare countermeasures.

Jiang Qingwu and the others rushed non-stop towards the nearest stronghold. Along the way, everyone's heart was heavy. They knew that this mission was arduous, but for the sake of peace in the Dongxu Realm, they did not retreat in the slightest.

When they arrived at the first stronghold, the scene before them shocked them. There were a large number of demonized monks and monsters, a situation even more serious than the previous stronghold. The eyes of those demonized monks and monsters were hollow, filled with a desire to kill, which was chilling.

I saw a thick layer of black fog surrounding the stronghold, exuding a gloomy and strange atmosphere.

Jiang Qingwu made a gesture to silence them, and everyone approached cautiously. Looking inside through the thin air, they saw a large number of demonized monks and monsters patrolling back and forth. The demonic energy they emitted made the air pungent and unpleasant.

"This... this is too much!" Lin Muci couldn't help but exclaimed.

Feng Jingchen's expression also turned very ugly: "It seems that we are facing a fierce battle this time."

Zhongli Xiu gritted his teeth and said, "What are you afraid of? If we attack together, we will definitely defeat them."

Jiang Qingwu gripped the Qiluan Sword tightly in his hand and said with a firm look in his eyes, "Everyone be careful. These demonized creatures are more difficult to deal with than ordinary cultivators and monsters. We must cooperate with each other and not be careless in the slightest."

Lin Muci couldn't help but cover his mouth and nose, whispering: "Junior Master, the situation here looks worse than the last stronghold. We have to be careful."

Jiang Qingwu responded in a low voice: "Well, everyone, please don't be reckless and don't act stubbornly."

With that, everyone quietly dispersed, each seeking their own optimal attacking position. Jiang Qingwu held the Qiluan Sword, its cold gleam faintly visible in the black mist. Her eyes were icy as she stared intently at the movements within the stronghold.

With Jiang Qingwu's low shout, "Attack!" everyone launched an attack instantly.

Jiang Qingwu rushed in first, her Qiluan Sword transforming into sharp streaks of light, piercing straight at the demonized cultivators and monsters. Her swordsmanship was as smooth as flowing water, each strike precisely hitting the enemy's vital points. The demonized creatures roared and pounced on her.

Feng Jingchen stood on a high slope, his instrument playing a passionate melody. The music transformed into invisible power, blessing everyone and making their attacks more powerful. At the same time, he controlled his flying sword, occasionally shooting at those who attempted to attack from the side.

Lin Muci wasn't idle either. She wielded her longsword, engaging the approaching demonic beasts. Her sword flew up and down, her skills not as exquisite as Jiang Qingwu's, but still powerful. As she fought, she monitored the injuries of the others, ready to use her medical skills at any moment.

Zhongli Xiu quickly formed seals with his hands, and puppets emerged from behind him. Under his control, the puppets engaged the demonized monks in a fierce battle. He kept muttering, "Hmph, let's see how long you guys can keep your arrogance!"

Feng Ci found the right moment and threw the formation scroll in his hand. In an instant, rays of light rose from the ground, forming a huge formation that trapped many demonized guys. They rushed around in the formation but could not break free.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Su Chen quietly sprinkled poison on the areas where the enemies were concentrated. The colorless and odorless poison took effect, and many demonized guys began to move slowly and their strength was greatly reduced.

Mo Yunsheng held the guzheng in his arms, plucked the strings lightly with his fingertips, and activated the sound attack technique. The sharp and piercing sound waves disturbed the minds of the demonized people, making their attacks chaotic.

The battle became more and more intense. The shouts, roars, and roars of spells were intertwined throughout the stronghold, as if playing a tragic melody of death.

Everyone suffered varying degrees of injuries during the battle. Lin Muci had several scratches on her body, and blood stained her clothes red, but she ignored them and continued to fight bravely. Zhong Lixiu's puppets were broken into pieces, but he simply frowned and summoned new puppets to continue the battle.

Fortunately, after being tempered by these battles, everyone's realms had loosened somewhat, and their strength had increased a bit. After a hard fight, the last demonized enemy finally fell, and the stronghold was successfully destroyed.

Everyone was panting, but their faces showed the relief of surviving the disaster and the joy of victory.

Jiang Qingwu gazed at the devastated battlefield before her and fell into deep thought. She muttered to herself, "The evil cultivators and demons are so calculating, using these cruel methods to expand their power. If they had focused their efforts on cultivation, perhaps the righteous path wouldn't be facing the difficult situation it faces now."

Feng Jingchen heard her words and came over to ask, "Junior Master, what do you mean by that?"

Jiang Qingwu frowned slightly and said, "From the sect competition, we can see that those new disciples who are regarded as the rising stars of the sect and can be regarded as the pride of heaven are generally at the early stage of the Golden Core stage. Even Feng Ci and Su Chen are now having difficulty advancing. I wonder if the cultivation resources in the Dongxu Realm have become seriously scarce."

Lin Muci also came over, blinking his big eyes and said, "Junior Master, what should we do? If we don't have enough resources to practice, how can we become stronger to fight against the evil cultivators and demons?"

Jiang Qingwu shook his head, a hint of worry in his eyes. "I don't know either. I don't know how Zhu Guangji's investigation is going. As the guardian of the Heavenly Dao rules, leaving her post to investigate these things might exacerbate her desires. We're only eighty years away from the Demonic Tide. Can the Dongxu Realm afford to wait?"

After hearing this, everyone fell silent and the atmosphere became depressing.

At this time, Feng Jingchen held up the map, looked at Jiang Qingwu, and asked, "Junior Master? Which stronghold are we heading to now? The two strongholds to the east and south are relatively close. Which one should we destroy first?"

Jiang Qingwu looked at the young faces before her. They had just survived a brutal battle, yet they still wore vibrant smiles. Those smiles seemed to possess a magical power, instantly enlightening Jiang Qingwu. She thought to herself, "Even if it's too late, it's probably because I haven't tried hard enough. I firmly believe that man can conquer nature, and I will definitely restore peace to the Dongxu Realm!"

She took a deep breath and shouted, "Let's go! Let's go south, then east, and then north!"

"Okay!" Everyone shouted in unison. The sound echoed in the silent valley, full of indomitable courage and determination.

After a brief rest, they rushed non-stop towards the eastern stronghold. Along the way, everyone had mixed emotions: nervousness about the upcoming battle, fear of unknown dangers, but mostly a firm belief that they would never retreat.

Soon, the eastern stronghold appeared before everyone's eyes. This stronghold was located in a steep valley, surrounded by rugged rocks, with only a narrow path leading to it, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack.

Zhong Lixiu looked at the stronghold and curled his lips. "These guys are quite good at choosing a location, but we won't be intimidated by such a small difficulty."

Feng Ci carefully observed the surrounding terrain, touched his chin and said, "Although the terrain here is dangerous, it is also conducive to our deployment of the formation. I have a few ideas that may help us to advance more smoothly."

Jiang Qingwu nodded and said, "Okay, Ah Ci, hurry up and make arrangements. Everyone will cover you."

Everyone took their positions again, ready to launch an attack. Jiang Qingwu stood at the front, his eyes fixed on the entrance to the stronghold, the Qiluan Sword in his hand trembling slightly, as if he was eager to teach these demon cultivators a lesson in this battle.

Feng Ci quickly set up formations around him. His technique was skillful, and runes flew out of his hands, embedding themselves into the ground and rocks. In a short time, several ingenious formations were set up.

"Okay, Junior Master, you can attack now." Feng Ci shouted.

Jiang Qingwu flashed and rushed into the stronghold like a ghost, followed closely by the others. As soon as they entered, they were met with a fierce attack from the enemy. Demonized monks and monsters surged in from all directions, the scene like a tide.

Jiang Qingwu's swordsmanship was sharp, and every swing of her sword carried a sharp sword energy, pushing back the approaching enemies one after another. As she fought, she shouted loudly: "Everyone be careful, don't disperse!"

Feng Jingchen's music resounded, empowering everyone. He controlled his flying sword, slashing at the enemies. Lin Muci kept a close eye on everyone's injuries, and when he saw someone injured, he quickly offered a pill and used his medical skills to heal them.

Zhongli Xiu's puppets shuttled through the formation, engaging the enemy in fierce combat. He himself brandished his sword and joined the close combat, shouting, "Come on, you evil demons! Today is the day you die!"

Su Chen continued to silently look for opportunities to spread poison and weaken the enemy's fighting power. Mo Yunsheng's sound attack technique was also launched at the right time, throwing the enemy into chaos.

The battle entered a white-hot stage, and everyone suffered many new wounds, but they gritted their teeth and no one retreated.

With everyone's close cooperation, the number of enemies gradually decreased. But at this moment, a powerful magical wave suddenly came from deep within the stronghold. A tall figure, emitting a strong demonic aura, walked out. His eyes were filled with evil and tyranny. He laughed loudly, "Hahaha, you think you can destroy this place so easily? How naive!"

Jiang Qingwu frowned and shouted, "No matter who you are, you can't escape today!" After that, she rushed towards the guy with a sword, and the two of them fought in an instant.

The demonized warrior was incredibly powerful, each move imbued with potent magic. Jiang Qingwu found it quite strenuous to fight him. However, she relied on her exquisite swordsmanship and tenacious willpower to hold him back.

Seeing this, everyone wanted to step forward to help, but the demonized monsters around them kept pouring in, making it difficult for them to escape.

"Junior Master, hold on!" Lin Muci shouted anxiously, waving the sword in his hand faster, wanting to quickly eliminate the enemy in front of him and support Jiang Qingwu.

After Jiang Qingwu exchanged a few moves with the demonized warrior, he thought to himself, "I can't go on like this. I have to find a way to break his moves."

Her eyes flashed, and she suddenly thought of a flaw. Taking advantage of the gap in the opponent's attack, she suddenly cast a powerful talisman. The talisman turned into a ray of light and shot towards the demonized strongman, hitting him in the chest and knocking him back a few steps.

Everyone seized this opportunity, quickly dealt with several demonized warriors around them, and rushed towards Jiang Qingwu.

The demonized warrior steadied himself and roared, "How dare you hurt me? I want all of you to be buried with me!" As he spoke, he launched another fierce attack, and the magic power surged as if to tear the entire space apart.

Jiang Qingwu and the others worked together, each using their unique skills to engage in a desperate struggle with the demonized warrior. After a bitter battle, finally, with the combined efforts of everyone, the demonized warrior could no longer hold on and fell to the ground, dissipating in a cloud of black smoke.

Everyone collapsed on the ground exhausted, but their faces were full of smiles of victory.