Why did you provoke her? Even Heaven itself is afraid of her.

Ling Yun stared intently at the black mist that surged towards him like a raging sea, feeling no fear whatsoever.

She immediately mobilized her spiritual energy, quickly forming a solid defensive barrier in front of her.

The black mist crashed heavily against the barrier, producing dull thuds and splashing up layers of black ripples, but it could not break through Lingyun's defense.

Taking advantage of this brief interval, Mo Yu quickly adjusted his breathing, and his spiritual energy circulated wildly within his body to forcefully suppress the pain in his wound.

He looked up at Ling Yun and asked with concern:

"Sister, are you okay?"

Ling Yun waved his hand, indicating that everything was alright.

A pair of eagle-like eyes scanned the surrounding black-robed figures, searching for their weaknesses.

The black-robed leader's eyes flashed with annoyance when his attack missed.

He quickly formed hand seals while chanting incantations.

In an instant, the figures of those black-robed men became even more ethereal, and their speed suddenly increased.

Like streaks of black lightning, they attacked Ling Yun and Mo Yu from different directions.

Ling Yun and Mo Yu stood back to back, cooperating seamlessly. Their spiritual power surged forth like a storm, engaging in a fierce battle with the man in black robes.

Each collision of spiritual energy triggered a powerful shockwave, causing the surrounding ground to crack and dust to fly everywhere.

at this time.

The Goddess Houtu inside the main hall was extremely anxious.

She knew full well that the outcome of this battle was of paramount importance.

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran towards the depths of the main hall.

Deep within the ancient Netherworld Palace lies a mysterious altar.

An ancient artifact was placed on the altar.

It is said that this divine artifact possesses world-destroying power, but it has always been sealed away.

Houtu Niangniang arrived at the altar, placed her hands on the altar, and chanted incantations, attempting to break the seal on the divine artifact.

As she chanted her incantation, the chaotic runes on the altar began to flicker.

The artifact trembled slightly, as if it were about to be awakened.

Meanwhile, on the battlefield outside the main hall, Long Xiu and Xuan Tian were also fighting hard against the attacks of the black-robed men.

Although they were not as strong as Mo Yu and Ling Yun, they managed to temporarily withstand a portion of the black-robed men's attacks thanks to their tenacious will and tacit cooperation.

however.

There were simply too many people in black robes, and the pressure on them was increasing, causing them to gradually develop multiple wounds.

While fending off the attacks from the man in black robes, Ling Yun kept an eye on the situation on the battlefield.

Seeing Long Xiu and Xuan Tian's predicament, her heart tightened.

They decided to deal with these men in black robes first, and then explore the secrets of the Lord of Mount Tai.

then.

She took a deep breath, raising her spiritual power to its peak, and her body shone brightly.

She shouted, and a radiant longsword materialized in her hand.

Ling Yun brandished his longsword and charged into the black-robed crowd like a bolt of lightning.

Her swordsmanship was incredibly sharp; each strike brought forth a dazzling light, repelling the surrounding black-robed figures.

Seeing this, Mo Yu was not to be outdone. He unleashed his special skill, and a pair of black gloves appeared between his hands, emanating an eerie aura.

He charged into the black-robed crowd and, working in coordination with Ling Yun, the black-robed men were quickly routed.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the black-robed leader became secretly anxious.

He suddenly pulled a black bead from his pocket, which emitted a strong aura of darkness.

He tossed the bead high into the air, chanted a spell, and the bead instantly exploded, turning into countless black threads that wrapped around Ling Yun and Mo Yu.

Ling Yun and Mo Yu sensed the danger and quickly tried to dodge, but the black threads were extremely fast and followed them like shadows.

Just as the black threads were about to wrap around them, a black figure appeared like lightning—it was the Lord of Mount Tai.

He held a black longsword in his hand, with nine black dragons coiled around its blade, radiating powerful energy.

He brandished his longsword, severing the black threads and saving Ling Yun and Mo Yu.

Ling Yun looked at the Lord of Mount Tai, his doubts not completely gone, but for now he could only put aside his doubts and work together to fight the man in black robes.

Lord Taishan fought alongside Lingyun and Moyu. Their strength was formidable, and their teamwork was impeccable. The black-robed man's offensive was gradually suppressed.

Seeing that all was lost, the black-robed leader hardened his heart and prepared to unleash his final, deadly move.

He gathered all the dark power in his body into a huge black vortex, which devoured Ling Yun and the others.

Ling Yun and the others felt a great threat, and they dared not be careless in the slightest, so they all unleashed their strongest power.

The three of them attacked simultaneously, their three powerful forces converging and rushing towards the black vortex.

With a deafening roar, the two forces collided, triggering a tremendous explosion.

The powerful shockwave sent all the black-robed figures flying, and a huge crater was blasted into the ground.

The smoke and dust filled the air, blocking out the sky and the sun.

As the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Ling Yun and the others discovered that the black-robed leader had vanished.

Most of the men in black robes were killed or wounded, and the rest fled.

Looking at the scene before him, Ling Yun breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time he knew that things would not be that simple.

Lord Taishan turned to look at Ling Yun and said solemnly:

“Ancestor Lingyun, the attack by the dark forces this time is no accident. They must have discovered our plan and want to stop us.”

Ling Yun frowned slightly and asked:

"what's the plan?"

Lord Taishan hesitated for a moment, then said:

"In fact, to completely seal off the forces of darkness, in addition to the power of you and me, we also need a key thing, which is the artifact in the Ancient God Cemetery."

The Goddess Houtu has just tried to break the seal on the divine artifact, but we don't know how it went.

Ling Yun's heart stirred. She recalled the scenes she had seen before, which seemed to be inextricably linked to this divine artifact.

She nodded and said:

"In any case, let's go check on the situation with Houtu Niangniang first."

So, everyone headed into the main hall.

When they arrived at the altar deep inside the main hall, they saw Houtu Niangniang sitting wearily on the ground.

The artifacts on the altar emitted a faint light.

When Houtu Niangniang saw the crowd, she quickly stood up and said:

"Your Majesty, Sister Lingyun, the seal on the divine artifact has been partially broken, but it will take some time to fully unseal it."

Looking at the divine artifact, Ling Yun felt a strange sense of familiarity welling up inside him.

She stepped forward and reached out to touch the artifact. The moment her hand touched it, the artifact suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force surged into her body.

Ling Yun felt a roar in his mind, and countless images surged into his mind like a tide.

She saw scenes from her past life where she fought alongside Lord Taishan and others, witnessed the terror of the dark forces, and also saw the true secret of the divine artifact.

"So, this is the fragmented part of my memory that I, the ancestor, lacked..."