← 百炼成仙

第两千零二章 赴援的修仙者

Unlike his several junior disciples, the elder was frowning in thought at this moment, showing a hint of doubt on his face. How did the other party know that there were no魔族 within a ten-thousand-li radius? Could it be that his divine sense could span such vast distances?

Even for seniors above the Separation and Union stage, it would not be possible to have such terrifying abilities. Could the other party really be an existence of the Tyrant Demon Sovereign realm or higher?

However, due to the laws of heaven and earth, such existences were not unable to come to this world.

All that remained was doubt.

The elder shook his head, dismissing these thoughts. He was merely a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator after all; why think so much? Regardless of the reason, it was most important to bring these junior disciples back to the sect as soon as possible. The other party's cultivation level might be unknown, but he believed that his judgment would not be wrong. However, if they lingered here for too long, who could say what would happen; another ancient demon appearing now would leave him regretting it.

"Are you all well?"

"Yes, Master Uncle," the young disciples replied after a brief rest.

"We should leave this place."

As the elder spoke, he already summoned his flying sword, merging with it to fly forward.

"Yes, Master Uncle,"

The other disciples did not dare to delay and transformed into streaks of light, racing behind.

On another side,

Lin Xuan was also flying at a rapid pace. The recent series of unexpected events were one after another. First, he had mistakenly teleported to Cloud Province. Then, he heard that the Twelve Provinces were suffering from demon calamities, their situation precarious.

Fortunately, the Star Sea Pavilion and the Flying Cloud Sect could still hold on, which was fortunate in misfortune.

As for Yuyu, Lin Xuan was not overly worried; his wife's cultivation level was clear to him. With her personality, self-preservation should be no problem.

Lin Xuan felt somewhat relieved that he had teleported incorrectly. Otherwise, the Twelve Provinces of Heaven Cloud would have fallen into the hands of demons from another world. But now that he had arrived, the situation naturally changed.

This sounded arrogant, but if it were not for his ascension to the Profound Abyss realm and acquiring so many powerful techniques and treasures, he might still only be able to protect himself. He could hardly even protect the Flying Cloud Sect "But now...

With circumstances changing, I have advanced to the Profound Abyss realm, with numerous powerful techniques at my disposal. Ancient demons cannot come from the laws of heaven and earth.

Since that is the case, what should he fear? With his own strength, he might be able to turn the tide alone.

However, his immediate priority was to head for Drifting Cloud Valley. After all, among the people in Cloud Province, apart from his wife, the girls at the Flying Cloud Sect were undoubtedly the ones he valued most.

Lin Xuan did not want them to encounter any misfortune; thus, he had to go to Drifting Cloud Valley first.

Unfortunately, he was unfamiliar with the way. But this wasn't a problem. As that elder said, just ask a cultivator of higher cultivation for directions or extract souls from ancient demons to learn their whereabouts—both were very easy for him.

Three days passed in an instant.

A streak of light pierced through the sky. Lin Xuan already knew where Drifting Cloud Valley was. Along the way, he encountered some cultivators and ancient demon cultivators. He did not bother interacting with them. As for the ancient demons, there was no need to be courteous; upon encountering any, he would immediately kill them.

To tell the truth, with his current strength that made him nearly invincible in the Eastern Sea of Spirit Realm, facing these ancient demons, it wasn't a matter of fighting but rather bullying.

Low-level ones were easily dispatched by his gaze. Occasionally, even if he encountered an婴灵 (yinling) or higher, a single sword energy blast would suffice to send them to their doom.

Throughout the journey, there was not a single opponent that could match him. The ancient demons in his hands numbered in the thousands, but compared to the number of invading monsters, they were merely沧海一粟 (a drop in the ocean). Lin Xuan did not care about this; he was rushing and had no intention of dealing with the monsters. He would first ensure that the Flying Cloud Sect was unharmed.

Estimating the distance, there were still millions of li left, but given his evasion techniques, three hours should be sufficient.

"How are the girls?"

Lin Xuan was thinking when suddenly his flight slowed down, and he narrowed his eyes, turning to look to his left.

A large group of cultivators entered his divine sense range. There were thousands of them. If they belonged to the same sect, it would not be strange. Perhaps they had moved to avoid ancient demons migrating, but their attire and appearance clearly indicated that they did not belong to the same sect; there were monks, commoners, and even some who looked like wandering cultivators, with all ages present.

What was going on?

Had a large group of ancient demons appeared behind them, chasing them?

However, it didn't seem so. Their expressions were not panicked but rather high-spirited.

This was strange.

Lin Xuan hesitated briefly before approaching them. To avoid causing a sensation, he concealed his cultivation to the middle stage of婴灵 (yinling).

Soon, they met with that group of cultivators.

"Salutations from Lin."

"Amen, this friend seems unfamiliar. May I ask which sect you belong to?"

Leading the group was an old monk who looked benevolent and was a middle-stage婴灵 cultivator.

"I am merely a wandering cultivator; my name is not worth mentioning. May I ask Master, where are you heading?"

"How could you not know..."

A rough voice entered his ears as Lin Xuan followed its direction. It came from a bearded giant who looked imposing and was slightly lower in cultivation at the early stage of婴灵.

"Could it be that I should know?" Lin Xuan showed surprise on his face; perhaps what the other party sought to do was something everyone knew about.

"The Flying Cloud Sect's main headquarters is currently besieged by a large army of ancient demons. We are heading there for reinforcements," a woman's voice said, and Lin Xuan turned around to see a middle-aged beauty in court attire.

"What? The main headquarters of the Flying Cloud Sect is under siege by a large group of ancient demons?" Lin Xuan was shocked.

"How could you not know?"

The bearded giant's expression did not show any less surprise than Lin Xuan. This matter had already spread throughout the world.

"Imperial Spirit Cultivation Sect, Heavenly Ingenuity Sect, and the Departed Medicine Palace have all been destroyed in succession. Currently, only three major sects remain in Cloud Province: the Flying Cloud Sect, Pine Wind Academy, and Star Sea Pavilion. These demons from another world want to remove the last three nails. Once these three main headquarters are annihilated, it will be unimaginable for the morale of the Twelve Provinces' cultivators."

"Indeed, this time, the ancient demons aim to win at all costs. They have dispatched their most elite forces to besiege the main headquarters of the three sects, and the number is enormous, almost overwhelming," the woman in court attire added.

"How long has it been?" Lin Xuan's expression darkened as he listened.

"It has been a month." The woman in court attire sighed slightly.

"What? A month?" Lin Xuan stared wide-eyed, his face turning even more gloomy.

Reading Settings

18px
1.8
65ch
Show Pinyin + Chinese + English