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The atmosphere at the viewing area was tense and frozen, making it almost impossible to breathe. Elders from all the major sects gathered there, their faces solemn, their brows furrowed in worry.

Everyone was silent, staring intently at the mysterious and powerful barrier, thinking hard about how to break this tricky barrier.

"The demons are coming with such force this time, this barrier won't be easily broken." An elder frowned, the deep furrows in his brow seeming to carry endless worry. His voice was low and hoarse, sounding particularly heavy in the silent spectator arena.

The elder was wearing a dark blue robe, the patterns on the robe were faintly visible in the sunlight, as if telling the years and vicissitudes he had experienced.

His eyes revealed a deep wisdom, but at this moment they were filled with worry.

"The demons are clearly well prepared this time. The strength of this barrier is far beyond our imagination. We must come up with a countermeasure as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous." The elder spoke as he paced slowly. His steps were heavy and slow, as if every step carried tremendous pressure.

"But no matter what, we must find a solution." Another elder clenched his fists, his expression resolute. His eyes gleamed with an unyielding glint, like a sword about to be unsheathed.

The elder was tall and burly, dressed in a black suit with a red belt around his waist, which made him look particularly majestic. His hair was slightly gray, but it did not affect his imposing manner at all.

"We can't just sit there and wait for death. We must take the initiative. Although this barrier is powerful, we are not without solutions. As long as we work together, we will definitely find a way to break it." The elder's voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and determination.

As everyone prepared to head to the competition venue, they were shocked to discover that a barrier had also appeared in the viewing area. This sudden change caught everyone off guard, and a strong sense of unease surged in their hearts.

Just as everyone was stunned, Youjun appeared, accompanied by several of the Demon Realm's great guardians and numerous magical beasts. Clad in a black robe embroidered with mysterious runes, Youjun exuded a powerful aura of dominance. His eyes were cold and ruthless, seemingly able to penetrate the soul. The Demon Realm's great guardians stood on either side of Youjun, each of them exuding a powerful aura that sent shivers down their spines.

Numerous magical beasts roared behind them, the sound was deafening, as if announcing their power to everyone.

A powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire viewing area, and everyone felt their hearts sink, as if a huge rock was pressing on their hearts.

This pressure was so intense that it was hard to breathe, and even movement became difficult. Many disciples paled under this powerful pressure, their bodies trembling slightly. Their hearts were filled with fear, but they dared not show it. They could only suppress their anxiety and wait for the elders' instructions.

Then, a large formation that suppressed and absorbed everyone's spiritual power was activated. This formation was like a huge whirlpool, constantly absorbing everyone's spiritual power.

The two formations struck simultaneously, draining many disciples of their spiritual energy and leaving them in critical condition. Their faces paled as white as paper, and their bodies collapsed to the ground, weakened. Li Qingtong and the others were horrified by the sight. They knew that protecting the disciples and cultivators in the spectator area was their top priority.

"Hurry, save them!" Li Qingtong shouted, rushing towards the injured disciples. Her eyes were filled with anxiety and worry, and her movements were swift and decisive.

Li Qingtong was dressed in a cyan robe embroidered with golden patterns, which made her look particularly mysterious. In one hand, she held a magical sword, which shone with a cold light. In the other hand, a talisman appeared out of thin air, and she was ready to fight at any time.

The disciples of Xiaoyao Valley also took action immediately and rescued the wounded in an orderly manner.

Their faces were filled with anxiety and concentration, their movements swift and skillful. Some disciples were bandaging the wounds of injured disciples, some were channeling spiritual energy into them, and still others were on guard to prevent further attacks from the monsters.

As the Tianji Pavilion's leader and Shi Chenbai battled, they searched for the key to the formation, trying to find a chance to break it. Their eyes were piercing, constantly scanning their surroundings. They took in every detail, hoping to find that crucial key.

The leader of the Tianji Pavilion wore a purple robe embroidered with intricate patterns, exuding a mysterious aura. His eyes revealed wisdom and calmness, as if he could maintain a clear mind in any situation.

Shi Chenbai, dressed in a blue robe embroidered with white clouds, looked exceptionally fresh and refined. A resolute light gleamed in his eyes, and in his hand he held a folding fan painted with landscapes, as if expressing his state of mind.

"We must find the center of the formation, otherwise we will all be trapped," the Tianji Pavilion leader said through gritted teeth. His voice was deep and powerful, filled with determination and perseverance.

"This formation is too powerful. If we can't find the key, we won't be able to break it. We must find it quickly, or the consequences will be disastrous." The Tianji Pavilion leader continued searching for the key. His eyes revealed a firm belief, as if he would not give up no matter how great the difficulties.

Shi Chenbai nodded slightly, his expression solemn: "Don't worry, we will definitely find it." His voice was calm and firm, which made people feel confident when they heard it.

"We can't give up. As long as we persevere, we'll definitely find the key to the formation. Although this formation is powerful, it must have its weaknesses. If we can find this weakness, we'll be able to break it." Shi Chenbai continued to observe his surroundings as he spoke. His eyes gleamed with wisdom, and he gently waved his folding fan, as if he was thinking about something.

While busy, Li Qingtong informed Jiang Qingwu of the urgent situation in the viewing area through the sect order.

Jiang Qingwu's heart sank when she received the news. She knew things were about to get even more thorny. Dressed in a crimson robe embroidered with white flowers, Jiang Qingwu looked flamboyant and resolute. The resoluteness in her eyes suggested she could maintain a clear mind under any circumstances.

At this time, Jiang Qingwu had already gathered with all the sects. She did not hide the news that the elders and sect leaders could not come from everyone, because she knew that in such a critical moment, concealing it would only make everyone more passive.

The atmosphere darkened for a moment after hearing the news. Worry and unease crossed everyone's faces. Doubt and fear filled their hearts, unsure how to respond to the crisis before them.

"What should we do? The elders and the sect leader can't come. What should we do?" a disciple asked nervously. His voice trembled slightly, and his eyes were filled with fear and anxiety.

The disciple was dressed in a green robe embroidered with simple patterns, looking exceptionally plain. In his hand was a long sword, the blade gleaming with cold light, as if ready for battle at any moment.

But at this moment, his heart was filled with fear and he didn't know how to deal with the crisis before him.

"Is there nothing we can do?" Another disciple's eyes were filled with despair. His voice was low and hoarse, as if expressing his helplessness and despair.

In his hand, he held a spiritual sword, which shone with light, as if ready to attack at any moment. But at this moment, his heart was filled with despair, and he didn't know how to deal with the crisis before him.

However, the leaders of the various sects were not defeated by this predicament. They knew that they had a heavy responsibility at the moment and had to encourage and cheer up their fellow disciples.

Lin Yu, the leading disciple of the Qingyun Sect, stepped forward. His eyes were determined and his voice was resounding. "Don't panic, everyone! Although the elders and sect masters can't come, we are not without the strength to fight. We are all elites from various sects. As long as we unite as one, we will definitely defeat the demons."

His eyes revealed a firm belief, as if he would not give up no matter how great the difficulties were, and his voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and determination.

Yin Zhi from Miaoyin Temple also nodded and said, "That's right. We can't be intimidated by difficulties. We must believe in our own strength and trust our partners."

Her eyes revealed a gentleness and determination, as if she could keep a cool head in any situation. In her hands, she held a guqin, the instrument shimmering with light, as if ready to unleash a powerful musical formula at any time.

Wu Qifang, the leading disciple of the Tianji Pavilion, also declared loudly, "We, the weapon-cultivating disciples of the Tianji Pavilion, will not retreat. We will use our magic weapons to provide support for everyone." Her eyes revealed a confidence and determination, as if she could find a way to solve any difficulty, no matter how great. In her hand, she clutched a repeating crossbow, ready for battle at any moment.

Their emotions infected the disciples present, and they were all inspired by their high morale and joined in the movement.

"Yes, we can't give up, we have to fight!"

“Fight to the end!”

"Fight the demons to the death!"

Jiang Qingwu looked at everyone, and a warm feeling welled up in her heart. She knew that in this critical moment, everyone's unity and courage were the key to their victory over the demons.

"Everyone is right, we can't give up. The elders and sect leaders are working hard to break the formation, and we must hold on here. As long as we work together, we will be able to overcome this crisis." Jiang Qingwu's voice was cold and firm, which made everyone feel a little relieved.

After hearing Jiang Qingwu's words, everyone nodded, their eyes rekindled with fighting spirit. Their hearts were filled with confidence and determination, as if no matter how great the difficulties were, they could overcome them.

"All right, let's do our best!" one disciple shouted. His voice was loud and powerful, brimming with confidence and determination. "For the righteous path, for our homeland, we will fight!" another disciple chimed in. His voice was deep and hoarse, as if expressing the unwavering conviction in his heart.

Jiang Qingwu felt a little relieved when she saw everyone's fighting spirit. She knew that this battle was still difficult, but as long as everyone united as one, there was hope of defeating the demons.

At the same time, Jiang Qingwu decided to leave Su Chen, who could contact her, behind, and then went alone to find Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng who were setting up the formation. She knew that in this critical moment, they must complete the formation as soon as possible to bring more hope to everyone.

Jiang Qingwu carefully navigated the battlefield, her heart filled with worry. She didn't know what Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng were up to, but she had to find them as soon as possible. Using the sect's order, she learned their surroundings and approximate location, and began to grope her way forward.

The battlefield was filled with the roars of monsters and the shouts of people, which made people feel a surge of fear in their hearts.

Jiang Qingwu's eyes revealed a firm belief. She held the Qiluan Sword in her hand, and the sword was flashing with cold light, as if she was ready to fight at any time.

Finally, in the chaos, Jiang Qingwu found Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng.

They were fighting against the monsters together with two Hehuan Sect disciples, and there were also several injured Mingyan Tower disciples nearby.

Feng Ci's eyes revealed a calmness and determination. In his hand, he held the spiritual sword that he had picked out from the sword tomb. The sword was flashing with cold light, as if he was ready to fight at any time.

Mo Yunsheng's eyes revealed excitement and excitement, and she held the pink magic sword she had chosen in her hand. The magic sword was flashing with soft light, but they knew that the power of this magic sword was not as gentle as it seemed on the surface. She was ready to fight at any time.

The two Hehuan Sect disciples were beautiful and charming, with charm and tenderness revealed in their eyes. They held some strange weapons in their hands, ready to fight the monsters in close combat at any time.

Several injured disciples of Mingyan Tower lay on the ground nearby, their faces pale and their bodies weak. Their eyes revealed a kind of pain and helplessness, as if they were telling of their experiences.

After looking at each other, they rushed towards the monster again. Although Feng Ci and Mo Yunsheng's sword techniques were deadly and there were disciples of the Hehuan Sect who were trying to restrain them, Jiang Qingwu could see that they were no longer able to hold on alone.

The monsters were powerful, and they were gradually falling into a difficult situation. Jiang Qingwu didn't hesitate at all, quickly joining the game. Her eyes were sharp, and the Qiluan Sword in her hand seemed to sense something and fully cooperated with her killing moves.

"Junior Master! You're finally here!" Mo Yunsheng exclaimed in delight upon seeing Jiang Qingwu. Her voice was filled with excitement, as if she had seen a glimmer of hope in the darkness.

Mo Yunsheng's eyes revealed a firm belief, and he swung the magic sword in his hand more vigorously.

"Be careful, this monster is very powerful." Feng Ci warned as he fought. His voice was deep and powerful, filled with worry and concern. Feng Ci's eyes revealed a calm and determined look, and he swung the long sword in his hand even faster.

Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly. She also felt that this high-level monster was obviously more powerful than any she had encountered before. Without time to think about it, Jiang Qingwu focused on dealing with the monster in front of her.

The monster roared and lunged at them. Jiang Qingwu nimbly dodged its attacks, searching for its weaknesses. Her eyes revealed a calm and resolute expression, and she swung the Qiluan Sword even more swiftly.

"Everyone, attack its eyes!" Jiang Qingwu shouted. Her voice was loud and powerful, full of confidence and determination. Jiang Qingwu knew that the monster's eyes were one of its weaknesses. If they attacked its eyes, they might be able to defeat it.

Everyone immediately understood and focused their attacks on the monster's eyes. The monster, enraged by their attacks, attacked even more frantically. Its claws swung more forcefully, and the flames from its mouth grew more intense.

The crowd seemed to be struggling under the monster's attack, but they did not give up. Their eyes revealed a firm belief, and they swung their weapons more vigorously.

After a fierce battle, they finally slew the monster. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, their faces etched with fatigue. Their bodies trembled slightly, as if they could collapse at any moment.

"This demon beast is too difficult to deal with," a Hehuan Sect disciple said, panting. His voice was filled with fatigue and helplessness, as if he was describing their own experience.

"Yes, thankfully, Fellow Daoist Jiang arrived just in time." Another Hehuan Sect disciple nodded. Her voice was filled with gratitude and admiration, as if she were expressing their feelings.