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The moment the Qiankun Reversal Formation was successfully activated, it was as if a brilliant ray of dawn had pierced the dark sky. Dazzling light shot like sharp arrows, darting towards the black lines in the sky. The entire battlefield was instantly enveloped by this powerful force.

The oppressive atmosphere shrouded by the evil formation instantly dissipated like melting ice and snow, replaced by abundant spiritual energy. That spiritual energy was like a warm spring breeze, gently caressing everyone's face and bringing an indescribable sense of comfort and tranquility.

Everyone felt a cool breeze blowing on their faces, as if a long drought had finally brought rain, making them feel relaxed and happy.

The loss of spiritual energy and the feeling of being out of body that had been troubling everyone vanished without a trace in that instant. Everyone's face was filled with surprise, as if someone who had been walking in darkness for so long had finally seen the light of hope.

Jiang Qingwu and the others felt a slight sense of relief as they sensed this sudden change. Their originally tense nerves also found a moment of relaxation at this moment.

However, they also knew that activating the Heaven and Earth Reversal Formation consumed a tremendous amount of spiritual energy, and at this moment, the four of them were exhausted. Their bodies seemed hollowed out, and every movement seemed so laborious.

Seeing this, the nearby disciples gathered around. Their eyes were filled with concern and admiration, and without hesitation, they injected their spiritual power into Jiang Qingwu, Feng Ci, Mo Yunsheng, and Su Chen to replenish their energy.

One disciple said sincerely, "Thanks to you, we were able to get out of this predicament. This is what we should do."

Another disciple nodded and said, "That's right. Only by working together can we defeat the demons."

The four of them looked at the disciples around them with gratitude, their hearts filled with warmth. Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly and said, "Thank you, everyone." Her voice was soft, but it flowed like a clear spring, flowing into everyone's heart.

Her eyes revealed calmness and composure, as if everything was under her control.

Feng Ci also grinned, revealing a row of white teeth: "Hehe, everyone is so nice." His smile was as bright as the sun, instantly dispelling the haze around him.

Mo Yunsheng and Su Chen also nodded in gratitude. Their eyes were filled with emotion. In this difficult time, everyone's unity and support were their driving force to move forward.

The spiritual energy they channeled helped the four men recover slightly, but it was still a drop in the bucket for their current state. Their bodies were still exhausted and needed more energy to recover.

Without hesitation, Jiang Qingwu pulled out a bottle of Ten-Perfect Tonic Pills from her Qiankun Ring and drank it. The pill flowed into her mouth like nectar, bringing with it a surge of powerful strength.

Feng Ci, Mo Yunsheng, and Su Chen followed suit, each devouring a bottle of the Ten-Herbs Replenishing Pill. Their movements were swift and decisive, as if grasping at a last straw. Their heroic demeanor drew envy from those around them, especially the disciples of Xiaoyao Valley.

One of the Xiaoyao Valley disciples widened his eyes and exclaimed, "What kind of top-grade elixir is this? We've never seen it before." His voice was filled with surprise and curiosity, as if he had seen a rare treasure. His eyes gleamed with desire, a pursuit of a mysterious elixir.

The disciples around him widened their eyes and said in surprise, "What kind of elixir is this? It has such miraculous effects."

Many disciples, with curious faces, sighed, "We have never seen this kind of elixir." Their voices were full of regret and envy, as if they were regretting that they did not have such an elixir.

A disciple from Xiaoyao Valley was also curious, but he said sincerely: "They are really generous. With such a pill, they will definitely recover quickly." His voice was full of admiration and envy. It would be great if he could also refine this kind of pill.

As everyone sighed, the evil cultivator, seeing his formation being neutralized by the one activated by Jiang Qingwu and the others, flew into a rage. His face turned ashen, his eyes filled with anger and resentment. He couldn't accept his failure, couldn't accept that his efforts were so easily thwarted.

He emerged, his face brimming with anger as he pointed at Jiang Qingwu and the others, cursing, "You have no moral integrity! You actually used such tactics to break my formation." His voice was filled with anger and accusation, as if he were recounting a story of injustice. His eyes revealed a maddened aura.

Jiang Qingwu was so angry at his accusation that he laughed. He rushed forward with a sword in hand, ready to poke a big hole in him.

Her eyes were filled with anger and determination: "Hmph, you evil cultivator, who has committed so many evil things, still have the nerve to say that we have no martial ethics." Jiang Qingwu's voice was full of power, as if inspiring everyone.

Seeing this, the evil cultivator quickly responded, retreating while summoning his own life-defining magic weapon. The magic weapon exuded an evil aura that made people shudder.

It seemed like the incarnation of a demon, filled with evil power. "It won't be easy to hurt me," the evil cultivator said viciously, raising his hand and instantly many figures rushed out before him.

Those figures were like ghosts, elusive. Their eyes were filled with ferocity and brutality, as if they wanted to tear Jiang Qingwu and the others to pieces. Their appearance made the atmosphere on the battlefield even more tense.

Seeing the evil cultivator summon his life-saving magic weapon and more evil cultivators, the others also took action. They knew that at this critical moment, they did not retreat and bravely faced the evil.

Mo Yunsheng brandished her spirit sword without hesitation, shouting, "Everyone, attack together! We can't let him succeed." Her voice was filled with strength and determination, as if inspiring everyone. Her eyes revealed a firm belief, a persistent pursuit of justice.

Feng Ci quickly controlled the puppets and rushed towards the helpers summoned by the evil cultivators. "None of these evil cultivators will escape," Feng Ci shouted. His voice was filled with anger and fighting spirit, as if telling the evil cultivators that they would not let any evil beings go easily.

Su Chen calmly unleashed his poison healing skills, sometimes attacking the evil cultivators, sometimes healing the wounded. "Be careful with his magic weapon; don't get hurt," Su Chen warned. His voice was filled with concern and caution, a reminder to everyone to remain vigilant during battle.

Suddenly, various skills and magic weapons displayed their magical powers. A righteous disciple shouted, "Everyone, work together to eradicate the evil cultivators." His voice was filled with strength and determination, inspiring everyone.

Another disciple echoed, "Yes, we can't let them wreak havoc on the world again." His voice was filled with anger and fighting spirit. They would not let any evil being go easily, and they couldn't let those innocent disciples die in vain!

On the battlefield, light flickered, energy overflowed. Jiang Qingwu's Qiluan Sword, like a streak of red lightning, continuously attacked the evil cultivator. The sword radiated with powerful force, as if it was about to slay the evil cultivator.

Despite his formidable strength, the evil cultivator gradually began to struggle under Jiang Qingwu's fierce attacks. His expression grew increasingly grim, his eyes filled with exhaustion and helplessness. "You girl, why are you so difficult?" the evil cultivator said as he fended off Jiang Qingwu's attacks.

Jiang Qingwu sneered and said, "You have committed evil, and today is the day you die." Her voice was filled with anger and determination, as if telling the evil cultivator that justice will eventually triumph over evil.

The evil cultivator gritted his teeth and increased the power of his magic weapon once again. The air around him seemed to be distorted, and the intense pressure made it difficult to breathe. The magic weapon exuded an evil aura that made people shudder.

Meanwhile, Feng Ci's puppets engaged in a fierce battle with the evil cultivator's helpers. Tall and mighty, with immense strength, the puppets engaged the evil cultivators in a fierce battle. Their movements were swift and decisive, as if they were carrying out a crucial mission.

"Don't be soft-hearted! Charge!" Feng Ci shouted, the spells in his hands kept changing, and the puppets' attacks became more fierce under his blessing. His voice was full of anger and fighting spirit.

Mo Yunsheng used her sound technique to disrupt the evil cultivator's actions, her eyes focused and determined. "Your evil deeds will be punished," Mo Yunsheng said coldly.

Su Chen stood by, silently providing support to everyone. His eyes were calm and composed. "Everyone, hold on. We will definitely defeat them," Su Chen said.

The evil cultivators also unleashed various evil techniques, and the scene was extremely chaotic. The two sides engaged in a fierce duel on the battlefield, and everyone fought with all their might, fighting for their position.

Meanwhile, He Yihuan sensed something was amiss when he heard Jiang Qingwu's plea for help. He knew Jiang Qingwu and his team were facing immense hardship and needed his assistance. So, he hurried to the viewing platform for the sect competition.

Upon arrival, I witnessed Lin Feixue and Youjun engaged in a fierce battle. The scene was intense and breathtaking. Lin Feixue's swordsmanship was sharp and precise, each strike accurately hitting Youjun's vital points. Youjun, not to be outdone, displayed powerful and strange magic, making him difficult to grasp.

When Youjun saw that the situation on the Demon Tide battlefield in the water mirror was hopeless, he secretly cursed Ye Qingcheng for being dishonest in his cooperation. He did not even go into battle himself but only sent a bunch of useless people.

As he was preparing to escape, he saw that the cultivators here had suppressed a large number of his demon army, and two of his guardians had been killed. He felt hopeless and felt unlucky. His demon clan was seriously injured in this battle, and he would definitely ask Ye Qingcheng for an explanation afterwards!

When He Yihuan arrived, he could sense the pressure of the Ascended Realm cultivator from afar. It was like a mountain pressing down on one's head, suffocating one's breath. As He Yihuan drew closer, Youjun sensed something was amiss, and all he wanted was to escape.

The two demon generals Feng Jingchen and Zhong Lixiu faced were both defeated. Feng Jingchen panted slightly, but his eyes were filled with determination. "These demons have committed countless evil deeds. We must not let them escape today," Feng Jingchen declared. His voice was filled with anger and determination, and the relentless power he poured upon the demon cultivators betrayed his current fury.

Zhong Lixiu, on the other hand, was brimming with excitement. Though a little exhausted, he still held his spirits high. "Haha, let's see if they dare to act so arrogantly," Zhong Lixiu exclaimed, his bright and flamboyant face filled with disdain for the demon cultivators.

Lin Muci and Li Qinglian also worked with the Xiaoyao Valley disciples to control their injuries. As Lin Muci worked, she said, "Thankfully, everyone is alright. These demons are truly despicable." Her voice was filled with concern and anger as she denounced the demon cultivators' evil deeds.

Li Qinglian also nodded and said, "The actions of the demonic cultivators are indeed abominable. I hope you can cleanse this Dongxu Realm of evil in the future."

"Fourth Master! We will!" Lin Muci nodded heavily, as if replying to Li Qinglian, and also making a promise for her own future. She had been protected by her master in Wuliang Sect since she was young, and since her uncle came as a child, she has seen a lot of the outside world.

Li Qingtong controlled the elder of Tianji Pavilion who was under the influence of puppetry. Shi Chenbai, who was standing beside her, analyzed the formation with her and prepared to go to support Jiang Qingwu and others.

Shi Chenbai frowned and said, "This formation is very complicated. It seems that the demons are well prepared this time." His voice was full of worry and anxiety.

Li Qingtong nodded and said, "We must break this formation as soon as possible and support Qingwu and the others."

Shi Chenbai frowned and said with some difficulty: "This formation is very strange. We must deal with it carefully."

Li Qingtong also looked solemn: "We must not let the demon clan's conspiracy succeed." Her voice was full of determination and confidence.

At this time, Zhongli Xiu came over and said, "Fifth Uncle, Second Uncle, what should we do now?" His voice was full of worry and anxiety. He was worried about the battle situation on Jiang Qingwu's side. The situation on the water mirror seemed to be better, but these evil demons must have come prepared. He was afraid that they had some backup plans on the Demon Tide battlefield.

Li Qingtong glanced at him and said, "Let's go support Qingwu and the others first. The situation here is basically stable. This Youjun is not a big deal, but Feixue can."

Shi Chenbai also nodded and said, "Okay, let's set off quickly."

"Junior Master!" Li Qinglian shouted. When everyone heard his voice, they all looked up and saw a crimson figure coming towards them from afar.

"Yeah." He Yihuan answered from a distance, then rushed towards Youjun with his sword. He neutralized Youjun's attack with one sword. Lin Feixue was able to catch her breath and saluted him.

He Yihuan's swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and each of his swords could accurately hit Youjun's vital points. Under He Yihuan's attacks, Youjun retreated step by step, unable to fight back.

"Junior Master, why are you here?" Lin Feixue asked in surprise. After all, he was about to ascend to heaven, and he must not be involved in cause and effect again.

Lin Feixue's voice was filled with surprise and worry. She knew that Junior Master was about to ascend to heaven and could not be contaminated by karma anymore. If he was contaminated by karma again, it might affect his path to ascension.

"No problem," He Yihuan replied simply, pointing his sword at Youjun, his Heaven-Splitting Sword Technique poised for release. He Yihuan's voice was filled with determination and confidence. He couldn't just sit back and watch. He had to use his strength to protect everyone. If he lost his composure in pursuit of the Dao, then He Yihuan would rather not ascend!

You Jun knew that he was no match for He Yihuan. If he continued to fight, he might die.

Seeing that the Sky-Breaking Sword Technique was about to take shape, he quickly summoned four or five life-saving magic weapons to barely resist for a moment, and no longer cared about anything else and quickly fled from here. The other demon soldiers also fled, and the monks who were fought against did not have time to escape were executed on the spot.