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On the battlefield of the sect competition's team competition, the atmosphere was tense and almost frozen. The air was filled with the roars of magical beasts, the clashing of magical weapons, and the shouts of cultivators, interweaving into a thrilling battle melody.

Feng Ci stood in the chaos, scanning the surrounding terrain with focused eyes.

His brows were furrowed, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and he held the formation plate tightly in his hands, as if it was the key to his control over the entire battlefield.

At this time, the formation he had just completed emitted a mysterious light, which greatly reduced the pressure on Jiang Qingwu and others to clear out the monsters.

Disciples from other sects in the surrounding area also benefited from this. Those formation masters finally had a relatively safe environment and began to busily set up their formations.

Feng Ci's gaze darted across the battlefield, his mind constantly calculating the optimal location for the next formation. His eyes revealed a resolute and focused expression, as if the entire world consisted solely of him and the formation disk in his hand.

His clothes fluttered in the wind, his hair a little disheveled, but he didn't care. He knew his mission was crucial. Only by setting up a more powerful formation could he bring hope of victory to everyone. This was also the moment to prove himself and compete for the top spot in the formation. He had been preparing for this for a long time.

Jiang Qingwu, Su Chen, and Mo Yunsheng were still working hard to clear out the monsters. Jiang Qingwu held the Qiluan Sword, the red light on the sword as hot as a burning flame. Every swing of the sword brought with it a powerful force, killing the monsters one by one.

Her eyes were cold and sharp, ever alert to the surroundings. Her figure was as lithe as a swallow, moving effortlessly among the swarms of monsters, each movement imbued with power and beauty. Her long hair fluttered in the wind, a beautiful sight.

After slaying a high-level demon beast, Jiang Qingwu suddenly felt a surge of unease. She frowned slightly and quickly informed the other three via the sect's order, "Be careful! I sense something's amiss."

There was a hint of nervousness and worry in her voice, which made people worry for her.

Su Chen nodded slightly, his expression solemn, the silver needle in his hand ready to shoot at any moment. His eyes were calm and composed, as if everything was under his control. His clothes were a little torn, but he didn't care. He knew that now was not the time to worry about these things. Only by going all out could he protect everyone's safety.

Mo Yunsheng also stopped casting and glanced around nervously. Her eyes were filled with vigilance, and she held her natal spirit weapon tightly in her hand. Her hair was a little messy, and a hint of fatigue appeared on her face, but she showed no sign of retreating.

At this time, the cultivators on the observation platform also noticed the changes on the battlefield. Some sharp-eyed cultivators saw the sect order in Jiang Qingwu's hand and showed envy in their eyes.

"Wow, this Wuliang Sect's sect token is truly amazing! It allows for real-time conversations. It's truly cutting-edge!" exclaimed a cultivator. His eyes were filled with envy and admiration, as if he had seen a magical treasure.

"Yes, it would be great if our sect also had such a treasure," another cultivator echoed. A hint of longing appeared on his face, as if he longed to possess such a magical weapon.

Everyone started talking about it, and someone turned to ask the people from Tianji Pavilion: "Can Tianji Pavilion also issue a sect order like this?" His eyes were full of anticipation, as if he hoped that Tianji Pavilion could fulfill his wish.

The disciple of Tianji Pavilion looked helpless and shook his head, saying, "We don't know about Wuliang Sect's technology either. We are still working on it." There was a hint of helplessness on his face, as if he felt sorry for his own powerlessness.

After hearing this, everyone turned off their engines and sighed, "That's right, they definitely won't sell such sect secrets." Their eyes were filled with disappointment and helplessness, as if they had lost a precious treasure.

Some of the monks on the viewing platform were envious, some were jealous, and all kinds of expressions were intertwined.

An old man stroked his beard, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Wulian Sect is worthy of being a famous sect. It always has these novel magic weapons." His eyes were full of appreciation and admiration, as if he was amazed at the strength of Wulian Sect.

The young cultivator next to him curled his lips and said, "Hmph, what's so great about that? Maybe it's just good luck." His eyes were full of jealousy and dissatisfaction, as if he was dissatisfied with Wuliang Sect's achievements.

On the battlefield, disciples from other sects gradually found ways to cooperate in team competitions. Seeing the Wuliang Sect's methods were effective, they followed suit, clearing out the monsters while assisting their fellow formation masters in setting up their formations.

The weapon-cultivating disciples of Tianji Pavilion took out a large number of offensive magic weapons to resist the attack of the monsters.

Their faces showed a resolute look, and the magic weapons in their hands shone with light. These magic weapons had different shapes, some like swords, some like knives, and some like hammers, and each one exuded a powerful force.

"Everyone, hold on! Buy time for the formation masters!" a disciple from the Tianji Pavilion shouted. His voice radiated determination and courage, as if he were cheering everyone on.

"Okay! We can do this!" The other disciples responded in unison. Their voices were filled with confidence and determination, as if they were declaring war on the monster.

However, the monsters were so powerful that they couldn't hold out for long. One of the disciples gasped, "This isn't going to work. We need to find another sect to cooperate with." A hint of fatigue crossed his face, as if he was searching for a way out for everyone.

Everyone nodded in agreement. They knew that only by uniting could they defeat the monsters.

"Then let's look for the Qingyun Sect, which has more sword-cultivating disciples. This will not affect them and can also provide us with protection."

"Okay." Everyone agreed with the decision.

Over at Shuijing, the elders from various sects were also nervously watching the competition. When they saw the abnormal behavior of the monsters, they were filled with worry.

The leaders of Tianji Pavilion and Xiaoyao Valley looked at each other with doubts in their eyes.

The leader of the Tianji Pavilion frowned and said, "I clearly checked and found no high-level magical beasts around. How could a high-level magical beast be controlling a low-level magical beast?" There was a hint of confusion and worry in his voice, as if he was puzzled by the situation before him.

The leader of Xiaoyao Valley also looked solemn and said, "There must be something fishy about this matter. We must deal with it carefully." His voice revealed a hint of vigilance and caution, as if sounding an alarm for everyone.

Li Qingtong frowned slightly as he saw the situation on the battlefield and glanced at Zhongli Xiu. Zhongli Xiu immediately understood and quietly followed the elder who seemed to be controlled by the puppet technique.

The monks in the stands had not yet noticed anything wrong and were still marveling at the excellent skills of the newcomers from various sects.

"Wow, that Qingyun Sect disciple's swordsmanship is so sharp!" a cultivator said excitedly. His eyes were full of admiration and respect, as if he had seen a master swordsman.

"And the weapon-cultivating disciples of the Tianji Pavilion—they use their magic weapons so skillfully," another cultivator exclaimed. His eyes were filled with envy and admiration, as if he was amazed at the strength of the weapon-cultivating disciples of the Tianji Pavilion.

On the battlefield, Jiang Qingwu and the others grew increasingly vigilant. Jiang Qingwu gripped the Qiluan Sword tightly, her eyes scanning the surroundings. Her gaze revealed a hint of vigilance and worry, as if she were searching for the source of danger.

"Everyone, be careful! The monsters' attacks are getting more and more frenzied," Jiang Qingwu warned. Her voice tinged with nervousness and worry, as if sounding a warning.

Su Chen calmly observed the actions of the monsters and said, "These monsters seem to be controlled by some force. We have to find the source." There was a hint of calmness and rationality in his voice, as if he was analyzing the situation for everyone.

Mo Yunsheng said nervously, "Then what should we do?" His eyes were full of tension and worry, as if he was looking for a way out for everyone.

Jiang Qingwu pondered for a moment and said, "Continue to clean up the monsters first, and pay attention to any abnormal situations around. Feng Ci, speed up the formation." There was a hint of firmness and decisiveness in her voice, as if she was giving orders to everyone.

While calculating the position of the formation, Feng Ci responded, "I understand, Junior Master." There was a hint of determination and confidence in his voice, as if he was cheering everyone on.

At this time, the disciples of Tianji Pavilion found the Qingyun Sect team.

"Fellow Daoists of the Qingyun Sect, let's work together. Something's not right with the monsters," said the disciple from the Tianji Pavilion. There was a hint of nervousness and worry in his voice, as if he was trying to find a way out for everyone.

The leading disciple of Qingyun Sect frowned slightly, thought for a moment and said, "Okay, let's resist the monster together." His voice revealed a hint of firmness and decisiveness, as if he was giving orders to everyone.

The two teams quickly united to fight against the monsters' attacks. Although their coordination was still a little unfamiliar, they gradually became tacit in the face of the crisis.

Back at the Wuliang Sect, Jiang Qingwu and the others were still engaged in a fierce battle with the monsters. Mo Yunsheng's sound formula continued to flow, transforming the sound waves into powerful attacks, pushing the monsters back and controlling her paper figures in battle. Her eyes revealed a hint of determination and focus.

"Junior Master, these monsters are too difficult to deal with." Mo Yunsheng said.

Jiang Qingwu brandished the Qiluan Sword, killed a monster that pounced on her, and said, "Hold on, we will definitely find a solution." There was a hint of firmness and decisiveness in her voice, as if she was cheering everyone on.

Su Chen, on the other hand, continued to use his sect's sword techniques and the poison powder he had developed to kill lone monsters. His face was calm, but his eyes revealed a hint of worry.

Feng Ci finally found the best position for the next formation and began busily setting it up. His eyes revealed a hint of focus and determination, as if he was creating hope for victory for everyone.

"Junior Master, once this formation is set up, it should have a greater impact on the monsters," Feng Ci said. His voice tinged with excitement and anticipation, as if he were showcasing his achievements.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly and said, "Okay, everyone, hold on a little longer." There was a hint of firmness and decisiveness in her voice, as if she was cheering everyone on.

At that moment, a massive demonic beast suddenly charged toward them. This demonic beast was more powerful than any they had encountered before, and it exuded a terrifying aura. Its body was as massive as a mountain, and every step it took made the ground tremble. Its eyes shone red, as if burning with fire.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes glared, and she gripped the Qiluan Sword tightly, ready to face the beast's attack. Her eyes revealed a hint of determination and resoluteness, as if she was demonstrating her courage to everyone.

"Be careful!" Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng shouted at the same time. There was a hint of nervousness and worry in their voices, as if they were worried about Jiang Qingwu.

The monster roared, opened its bloody mouth, and pounced towards Jiang Qingwu. Its mouth exuded a foul odor that made people sick. Its teeth were as sharp as knives, as if they could bite through anything.

Jiang Qingwu rushed forward without hesitation, wielding the Qiluan Sword in her hand, and a blazing sword energy instantly shot out. Her eyes revealed a hint of determination and decisiveness, as if she was demonstrating her strength to everyone.

The monster was struck by the sword energy and roared angrily. But it did not retreat, instead it attacked even more frantically. Its claws swung as it pounced on Jiang Qingwu.

Jiang Qingwu and the others didn't flinch, continuing to fight the monsters. Their bodies were stained with the monsters' blood, but their eyes were filled with determination. Their figures flickered constantly under the monsters' attacks, as if demonstrating their courage to everyone.

On the viewing platform, the monks were also attracted by this huge monster.

"This demon beast is too terrifying. Can the disciples of Wuliang Sect handle it?" a cultivator asked worriedly. His eyes revealed a hint of tension and worry, as if he was worried about Jiang Qingwu and the others.

"I don't know. I hope they're safe," another cultivator said. His eyes revealed a hint of anticipation and blessing, as if he was cheering Jiang Qingwu and the others on.

On the other side of the battlefield, Zhongli Xiu told Li Qingtong and others what he had discovered.

On the battlefield, Jiang Qingwu and his companions continued their battle against the massive monster. Their bodies were covered in wounds, but they still stubbornly resisted. Their eyes revealed a hint of determination and resolve, as if demonstrating their courage to everyone.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes were filled with determination. She knew they couldn't retreat, or the entire sect competition would be in danger. Her figure kept flickering under the attacks of the monsters, as if to show everyone her courage.

"Everyone, hold on! We will definitely defeat this monster!" Jiang Qingwu shouted. Her voice evoked a sense of determination and resolve, as if to cheer everyone on.

Su Chen and Mo Yunsheng also responded in unison: "Okay! We can do it!" There was a hint of firmness and decisiveness in their voices, as if they were showing everyone their determination.

Feng Ci sped up the formation, knowing that only when it was complete could he provide more help to everyone. His eyes revealed a hint of focus and determination, as if he was creating hope for victory for everyone.

As the battle dragged on, Jiang Qingwu and the others gradually discovered the monster's weaknesses. They began to attack the monster's weaknesses in a targeted manner, and the monster's movements became slower. Their eyes revealed a hint of determination and decisiveness, as if they were demonstrating their wisdom to everyone.

"Now!" Jiang Qingwu shouted.