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第五卷 天云十二州 第一千三百六十三章 天劫之威

But in the Spirit Realm, such a situation was still manageable. In the Human World, it was merely a pipe dream.

Looking at the Twelve States of Tianyun, how many cultivators were there who could perform the separation and union technique?

Moreover, even if Qing Qi guarded her, she had to fully trust them because doing so would essentially mean handing over her life to someone else. Given the general suspicious nature of cultivators, unless they were fellow sect members, no one was trustworthy.

Take Mu Ru Yan as an example; although Five-Colored Fairy was her close friend and Witing Pavilion once helped Lingyun Sect, she still didn't seek their help. She preferred to take more risks alone rather than entrust her life to others.

Of course, Mu Ru Yan wasn't entirely narrow-minded. There was one person she completely trusted—Lin Xuan.

Naturally, it would be Lin Xuan. Unfortunately, after the battle on Fullou Island a hundred years ago, her younger brother had never been heard from again. She had worried and searched for him, even summoning Liu Ying and Su Jingchun to repeatedly inquire about his battle with the Corpse King, but there was no clear answer as to where he went.

As for other cultivators capable of warding off heavenly tribulations, Mu Ru Yan didn't trust them either. Thus, she could only be more careful herself.

After all,晋级突破不一定招来假天劫,关键在于天地元气操控是否出错。

Mu Ru Yan had prepared for decades and was quite confident. However, as the saying goes, "Planning is in our hands; success depends on heaven."

She had been closed up for three years, and everything seemed to be going well. But just when it mattered most,

her spirit energy lost control.

Looking at the giant vortex above, Liu Ying's face was filled with worry.

"Senior Sister, has the Nine Palaces Mustard Sword Array been activated?"

"If only," Su Jingchun's expression darkened further as she spoke.

Her lips moved slightly, and a cold voice echoed among them.

"Why?"

The speaker was a woman in green imperial robes, around twenty-seven or eight years old, with an advanced-stage婴中期。

"Didn't you forget? The Nine Palaces Mustard Sword Array is different from ordinary arrays; it requires crystal stones to fill the gaps and stores primordial energy from the heavens and earth. That's why it has such terrifying power. After the battle on Fullou Island a hundred years ago, to counter the Ten Thousand Buddha Sect and Li Hai Valley, the Nine Palaces Sword Array had consumed all its primordial energy. In just one hundred years, there was no way it could recover. Therefore, the sect’s protective array couldn't be activated."

Upon Su Jingchun's explanation, the other women were stunned, their faces turning grim. With a sect-protecting array to support them, they would still have some hope of withstanding the fake heavenly tribulation. But misfortunes never come alone; since the Nine Palaces Mustard Sword Array couldn't be activated, even though there were restrictions around Bai Feng Peak, they wouldn't provide much protection.

Boom! A more terrifying explosion echoed in their ears. At the top of Bai Feng Peak, the vortex became deeper and more eerie. In its depths, lightning bolts as thick as a child's arm danced.

More astonishingly, these lightning bolts were black.

But upon reflection, it wasn’t strange at all; this was deep in the ocean, where water primordial energy was naturally abundant. Among the five elements of heaven and earth, water primordial energy was inherently black.

As time passed, the nearby primordial energy was almost entirely sucked into this place.

Zzzz… A black lightning bolt struck first.

"Bad luck!" Su Jingchun's expression turned alarmed. Although it appeared only as thick as a child’s arm, the primordial energy contained within was shocking.

Like a demon snake, it fiercely attacked Bai Feng Peak. At that moment, Senior Auntie was at her most vulnerable stage of晋级突破. A minor Foundation Establishment cultivator could easily kill her with such terrifying spirit energy attacks.

Mu Ru Yan was the pillar of Lingyun Sect; if she were to fall by accident, the sect would surely decline. For both personal and public reasons, they must ensure Senior Auntie's safety.

With this thought in mind, Su Jingchun flicked her hand, and a silver bracelet with intricate patterns flew out.

As the woman pointed, the bracelet swelled like a storm, layer upon layer of light rings rippling like water waves.

It charged towards the black lightning. Boom!

The two collided mid-air, creating an explosion that echoed as if two towering mountains were crashing into each other.

A gust of wind swept through. Su Jingchun, as the head of Lingyun Sect, was undoubtedly a top-tier expert even among late-stage婴后期 cultivators.

But her face turned pale, and a faint red blood trace appeared at the corner of her mouth. The silver bracelet's surface showed numerous cracks like spider webs.

The light quickly dimmed, and Su Jingchun’s eyes flashed with sorrow.

Don’t look at this unremarkable bracelet; it was undoubtedly a top-tier defensive treasure that had accompanied her for centuries. Even after the battle on Fullou Island, it hadn't been destroyed, but now it lay broken here.

But at this moment, she couldn't afford to be sad about her treasure.

The giant vortex gathered primordial energy from a hundred miles around, its power immense.

Then another black wind blew out of the vortex. Its momentum far exceeded that of the previous lightning bolt.

Su Jingchun bit her teeth, and a streak of light flew out from her sleeve. Its speed was so astonishing it left people breathless. After circling briefly, it transformed into a colorful phoenix, which sang as it approached the vortex.

However, for some reason, it seemed like an egg hitting a stone, giving a sense of tragedy.

"Senior Sister, let me help you." Su Jingchun said resolutely. "No matter what, we must ensure Senior Auntie safely passes this test; otherwise, our Lingyun Sect will face disaster."

Whispers of determination filled the air as other late-stage婴期 cultivators from Lingyun Sect also joined in.

In the sky, various kinds of spiritual light and strange treasures flew everywhere. With more than a dozen late-stage婴期 cultivators working together, they managed to block the hurricane without any serious danger.

However, the vortex's power showed no signs of weakening. Looking at the darkening sky, the women’s expressions turned extremely grim. Even with their combined efforts, could they survive this heavenly tribulation?

At that moment, from afar, a commotion arose as the other elders of Lingyun Sect rushed to support them…

An hour later.

The sky remained overcast. Su Jingchun wiped the blood from her lips with a slender hand. In just this time, she had lost three treasures. Even as a major cultivator, she was so affected; the other elders were even worse off.

Almost all the elders of Lingyun Sect were present, with nearly a hundred fellow sect members hovering beside them.

But the scene in the sky showed no signs of weakening. She seemed to have underestimated this legendary heavenly tribulation too much.

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