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第三千八百三十七章 狭路相逢

Simultaneously, in the ancient grand hall of阙月城 (Moonlight City), four cultivators at the Tribulation Transcending stage were also pondering something.

Seated on the main seat was an elderly man with a youthful appearance and white hair. The other three cultivators had different appearances and ages.

To the left, there was one who looked rather ugly; he was a bearded monk with long hair. To the right, another dressed in Daoist robes appeared extremely young.

The last person was a young woman wearing palace attire, exuding an air of cold aloofness.

"Xue Immortal, just before, Firestone City was under siege and seemed to be on the brink of collapse. We all thought it would fall, but later turned out to be safe. It's said that a passerby cultivator managed to turn things around. Is this true?" The elderly man with youthful features spoke, his face showing some gravity.

"Indeed, I just received word; it was Firestone City’s Daoist friend He who personally sent the message, so there is no doubt about it," the woman replied seriously.

"With one person saving a city from peril, what do our fellow Daoists think of this?"

"This needs no discussion. This person must be at the Tribulation Transcending stage and likely stronger than us," said the bearded monk.

"Your words are correct. Based on my observation, he is almost certainly a Realm powerhouse," the Daoist revealed a thoughtful expression.

"Do we have any Realm powerhouses in our Wind痕界 (Trace Wind World)?"

"You’re mistaken, Immortal Xue; just because there aren’t any in our world doesn't mean other worlds won’t send their powerful ones here. I received word that apart from Firestone City, many other places’ Daoists also benefited from this person’s efforts," the Daoist said dismissively.

"Alright, discussing his origin is pointless now. The critical issue is whether we can contact him. The域外天魔 (Tribulation-Transcending Demons) are eyeing our Moonlight City hungrily. I believe they will soon mass their forces to attack. This crisis is far more serious than before. Although we have prepared many countermeasures, it’s uncertain if we can hold out. With this senior’s help, the city would be secure," said the elderly man with white hair, his face grave.

"Right..."

The woman in palace attire showed a hint of difficulty on her face: "This senior is elusive; like a dragon seen only from its head. He never stays long after saving a city, so..."

"You mean we can’t track him at all?"

The old man’s expression turned grim.

"It's not entirely impossible to trace his movements. Based on the patterns of his appearances, it seems he intended to come here to Moonlight City, but... this is just speculation and I dare not make any decisions based on that," said the woman with a sigh.

"Ah, that’s good news." The elderly man smiled: "But we still need to rely on ourselves. Moonlight City is the heart of our Wind痕界; if it falls, the grand array of the immortal city will be in ruins. We must never let the Tribulation-Transcending Demons take over under any circumstances. Daoist Kǔ, how are the reinforcements from Tiansheng World?"

"I’ve contacted the four major sects there; although their situation is slightly better than here, they can only defend themselves. Despite my many generous offers, they still won’t come," said the bearded monk, his face filled with a bitter smile.

"Humph! Each man for himself and heaven for all. Old Devil Jia doesn’t seem to remember any old grudges; I really misjudged him." The elderly man was furious.

"Brother Fu, don’t get angry. We can’t rely on the reinforcements from Tiansheng World anymore, but I have good news."

"Oh? Please tell us," said the elderly man.

"The Nine-Nine Eighty-One Heaven-King Puppet figures you asked Tianqiao Sect to forge are progressing much faster than expected and will be completed soon."

"Really?"

The old man with white hair was overjoyed. "Heaven-King Puppets were passed down from ancient times; each is equivalent in power to a late-stage Profound Transformation cultivator. Once set up, their array’s power is terrifying; they can be used for both solo combat and frontline assault. With them, the chances of holding Moonlight City will increase by at least thirty percent."

"You’re too happy about this, Brother Fu. You should wait before rejoicing," said the young Daoist.

"Good news! The puppet figures are almost complete. In addition, the seventy-two backup array flags you asked me to prepare have all been completed as well," the woman in palace attire’s light laughter sounded.

"The disciples of the Five Major Sects, including Tianyin Gang, have also been ordered to come and support; they’ve already taken their positions..." said the young Daoist with a bow.

...

The rest of the discussion was mostly good news. They also discussed some shortcomings in Moonlight City’s defenses so that they could make improvements over the coming days.

In this way, several days passed quickly.

It was an ordinary noonday, but the sun didn’t feel particularly hot. In fact, the sky seemed somewhat gloomy; if one didn’t know the time, it might appear like dusk.

This was a desert, devoid of life. Looking around, there were no signs of human habitation or vegetation; within a hundred miles, only some low shrubs could be seen.

Woo...

Suddenly, without any warning, a buzzing sound echoed as a streak of green light flew from the horizon towards them.

The speed was incredible; it started far away but suddenly appeared right before their eyes. The light dimmed to reveal a young man with an ordinary appearance.

It was Lin Xuan.

His face showed no surprise or joy, but he turned his head to the left: "Two fellow Daoists hiding nearby, do you intend to harm me? If that’s so, why not come out and fight openly? Hiding like this, are you afraid of being ridiculed by heroes?"

"Hmph! Little brat, your spiritual sense is surprisingly strong. Since you’ve discovered our whereabouts, this place will be your grave."

A light laugh entered his ears; then, about a hundred feet away from Lin Xuan, dark energy rolled out.

Lin Xuan’s eyes narrowed as two Tribulation Transcending Demons appeared in his sight.

At first glance, these two didn’t look particularly strange and resembled humans. One was male and the other female, both towering at over six feet tall, incredibly strong. They had bat-like wings on their backs, faces adorned with intricate light arrays composed of dense demonic runes.

"These are Tribulation Transcending Demons, likely late-stage."

Lin Xuan’s pupils constricted as he instantly recognized their cultivation levels.

"Hmph! You’re right; you aren’t from our Wind痕界. It was you who repeatedly disrupted our affairs?"

Upon closer inspection, the female demon looked quite beautiful, but her brows and eyes carried a sinister aura. Her words were brusque, treating Lin Xuan as if he were merely a junior, with life and death in her hands.

[PS: Wishing all fellow Daoists a happy Mid-Autumn Festival; may you be healthy and have everything go well.]

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