"It is still an unmatched existence in the mortal world! Are you sure you can guarantee your own safety!?"

The emperor escaped from the Forbidden City, but asked the immortal cultivators to protect the safety of the dead things. This would have made people dissatisfied.

At this moment, Zhang Lingyun seemed to have found a breakthrough point, directly interrupting Elder Yue Shengying's words, and once again uttered inner questioning words.

"This..., it should be okay!"

"After all, so many people have already entered, including many who are powerful in the Digital Cave Realm!"

"Shh, there, see for yourself...!"

It is really unacceptable for many elders who are old enough to be Zhang Lingyun's grandfather to be asked at a loss for words by a young man with extremely quick thinking.

But just when a certain elder was trying to come up with a counter-argument, someone reminded everyone to look at the light curtain in the corner. An extremely bloody one-sided massacre was going on in the 'Haitian Array'.

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At this moment, under the continuous attack of many warriors with various weapons, the mountain that was pressing on the huge figure of the mythical beast Xuanwu had been completely eliminated.

The armor of the mythical beast Xuanwu, as hard as meteorite from the sky, has once again revealed its original appearance after thousands of years.

The counterattack made by the mythical beast Xuanwu, a wave of tens of meters of blood stirred by spiritual power, slowly weakened its power after depriving nearly one-third of the warriors of their lives.

At the same time, the armored archer condensed and transformed from the void blood mass exploded, but in vain the wings several meters long on the back were stirred up.

Like a white-feathered warrior, he turned his wrist slightly in the air and slowly gathered his five fingers, condensing an arrow out of thin air.

As the blood shadow archers burst out with dazzling crimson light, arrows were shot out with all their strength.

"Whoosh, whoosh...!"

Sounds of piercing the air were heard one after another, and the arrows, which left traces of sparks splashing in the void, attacked in the direction of many warriors.

The arrow was glowing with blood, and the tip of the arrow seemed to be swirling with a swirling dark mist, spreading to the entire arrow body, giving people an eerie and terrifying feeling, and one would not even dare to face it with hard steel.

"Fake...Oil!! You are doing illusion, sheer witchcraft!"

"Souya Nuo! You evil monster, I will never let you succeed!"

"Defend quickly, run quickly!"

The arrows were so fast and powerful that even the surrounding air trembled, even no less than the Baiyu warrior himself, which made many warriors present marvel.

"Puff, puff...,"

As bursts of dull crashing sounds were heard, countless warriors who generally thought of coming in to take advantage of the situation, but thought they were strong enough not to dodge, were the first to suffer irreversible damage.

Even if the mortal body is trained to be extremely powerful, it will still be torn apart in an instant under the huge impact of the arrow, and warm blood will splash out like a spring.

This attack was not like the previous one where the stumps and broken arms were floating everywhere. Due to the strong cultivation of the white feather warriors, the copied moves were also very cruel, with all the arrows going straight towards the lifeline.

The warrior, who had already been consumed by the huge waves, was hit by an arrow. Driven by the huge force, his whole body was directly submerged into the cold sea water, and fell towards the dark and lightless depths of the seabed.

After his soul was taken away and turned into the energy of Xuanwu's body, it disappeared completely. On the sea, only clouds of bright red blood mist remained, which were traces that proved the person's existence.

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"Is this... the gap between gods and humans? There is no way to fight back!?"

"Haha, in this current state, I'm afraid it's going to be very bad!"

"I think this Xuanwu seems to have a trace of kindness left, and Zhang Tianshi's seems to be quite safe!"

Although everyone was able to see the situation inside the magic circle through a special light curtain, such a grand and terrifying scene still made many monks feel as if they were feeling it themselves.

Unable to help but feel chills running through my body from the bottom of my heart, and dense cold sweat had already soaked half of the people's clothes.

"This junior is unreasonable. Now I just want to know how to get Master and others to come out!?"

Zhang Lingyun, who had no resentment towards the victory of the mythical beast Xuanwu, began to change his target, waved his hands, bowed and saluted, and once again put pressure on the immortal cultivators.

"This... ugh! Let's be honest! Although this magic circle is owned by the Rose Kingdom, the one who once installed this magic circle was the He Kingdom!"

"They were deeply afraid that those Chinese people would make a fool of themselves in the Forbidden City, and they also had many scruples about the uprising of the sacred beast Xuanwu, so they took the risk and entered the magic circle!"

"But no one expected that this magic circle has extremely powerful defensive qualities, and now it has become a funnel that can only go in but cannot get out!"

After several elders looked at each other, a few nodded in acquiescence, and the first three broke the unfortunate news together.

"What do you mean, I, the Zhengyi Sect, was supposed to be hiding from the world and practicing Taoism in the mountains, but because of the emperor's universal justice, I came down from the mountain to participate in this bullshit 'Battle of the Forbidden City.'

Now it’s obvious that Mei Guo caused trouble, and he ran away and left us waiting to die here!??”

Zhang Lingyun, who always felt that everyone was hiding something, finally heard the truth and was furious at the pedantic ideas of his master and others. At the same time, he was extremely disappointed by the emperor's cowardice and incompetence.

"It's not a fatal situation. He Guo sent a group of dead soldiers to use ancient secret techniques to seal the mythical beast Xuanwu again!"

"Huh? Why don't you use this method as soon as possible and let so many people lose their lives in vain!?"

After hearing the explanation of Liu An, the elder of 'Kunlunxu', Zhang Lingyun felt a little sorry for Xuanwu in his heart, but thinking that the master and others could come out alive, he still asked with a solemn expression.

"Their spell is very strange and requires a lot of evil energy to guide. At the current death rate, it is estimated that the spell will be cast soon!"

Zhao Yifan, the elder of the 'Xuantian Sect', admired the arrogance of the young man in front of him and felt that even if this person would not inherit the 'Zhengyi Sect', he would definitely not be a fool in the future.

Zhao Yifan ignored the previous agreement with everyone and exposed the key to the Chinese people's spells without authorization, hoping to deepen the relationship with Zhang Lingyun.

"What should I do...? What should I do?"

After hearing this, Zhang Lingyun seemed to be unable to withstand such a heavy blow. He fell softly and fell to the ground. His whole shoulders trembled slightly, as if he was sobbing in a low voice, which was pitiful.

Zhang Lingyun, who continued all body movements, successfully established a connection with Feng Yu Wanjiu through the key between the contractors, and informed everyone of the news in the most concise way.

"What do you mean? You don't want me to save Xuanwu, but you want me to go in there and save your master?"

Not understanding what Zhang Lingyun meant at all, Feng Yu Wanjiu consciously thought of the worst in everything, and her tone began to turn cold when she spoke.

"There is nowhere to go in that place. I won't let anyone enter and risk it! I just want Xiao Mu Sheng to try to communicate with his father and not fall into the trap of the Chinese people!"

At this moment, Zhang Lingyun fell into the fear of losing an important person, and automatically ignored Feng Yu Wanjiu's little temper, and responded subconsciously.

"Trap? What do you mean...?"

"You're so stupid, you stupid bird! Those Chinese people will wait until enough people are dead and the evil spirit is enough to cast spells before making a seal!"

Feng Yu Wanjiu, whose heart was filled with anger, selectively omitted some information. It was not until the sand cat explained that he understood the importance of the matter.

"In this case, wouldn't all the monks inside be annihilated now!?"

"That's why Xuanwu stops attacking warriors and finding a way to break through the magic circle is the key!"

After Zhang Lingyun affirmed You Fang's words, Feng Yu Wanjiu, who hadn't cared much about it at first, began to regret her unreasonable behavior just now, and her cheeks were unconsciously stained with a blush.

"Ah! Sand Cat, come here and help, this little guy died in his sleep!"

Feng Yu Wanjiu immediately ran to Little Xuanwu and tried to use the only bloodline of the mythical beast Xuanwu to make him understand the necessity of stopping now!

"I don't know how to coax children, what are you asking me to do!?"

"Cast a spell on him and try to show him the information just now...!"

Regarding this little guy who had been in a coma, Feng Yu Wanjiu thought of his previous speculation about the divine beast Xuanwu's divine consciousness, and wanted to use this to pass on the information and confirm it by the way.

"Holy shit, you think of me as a god? And you're the one who made the picture?"

Regarding Feng Yu Wanjiu's special request, the Thousand Faced Sand Cat couldn't restrain the anger in its heart and stared at it with a bewildered face.

"Let him understand the conspiracy of the Chinese people. Not only can he save the mythical beast Xuanwu, but he can also save Lingyun's masters. This won't trouble you!"

Feng Yu Wanjiu nodded solemnly, waved his hand and patted the Thousand-faced Sand Cat's shoulder, indicating that the other party could start, then sat cross-legged and waited for the good news.

"I'll give it a try, but I can't guarantee it will work!"

The thousand-faced sand cat sat cross-legged and took a deep breath, releasing its spiritual consciousness to flow into Little Xuanwu's spiritual veins. It was so shocked by the sight in front of it that it couldn't restrain itself.

The little guy in front of him, who was barely born, not only had extremely wide spiritual veins, but also had extremely pure spiritual power running inside.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat also discovered that Xuanwu Mu Sheng actually possesses the sea of ​​consciousness space that can only be evolved by a fusion monk after a lot of training and practice!

After the immortal cultivator steps into the immortal gate, the soul of the immortal cultivator changes its storage location as the cultivation level increases, first in the most important golden elixir, and later as the immortal cultivator's realm improves, it is transferred to the sea of ​​consciousness space.

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat quickly calmed down its surprise and found that this little guy, who existed like a baby, had no weakness in the defenses around the sea of ​​consciousness, and was extremely embarrassed to be blocked from the space of the Little Xuanwu Sea of ​​​​Consciousness.

For the safety of everyone, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat began to strengthen the power of spiritual consciousness, preparing to launch an attack on the protective barrier of the sea of ​​consciousness.

The invisible power of spiritual consciousness is ready to go out. The thousand-faced sand cat tries its best to condense the released spiritual consciousness into tiny silver needles, which penetrate into the airtight protective barrier with all its strength.

Fortunately, even though this little Xuanwu possessed nearly 70% of his father's cultivation, his own realm was very limited. The thousand-faced sand cat quickly rushed to the blue world that was several miles square.

At this moment, the Thousand-faced Sand Cat continued to increase the output of spiritual consciousness and began to quickly construct a guiding illusion.

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After the mythical beast Xuanwu killed nearly 90% of the warriors, those warriors from the Republic of China who were hiding in the corners quietly appeared.

Everyone bled and cut their flesh like a sacrifice, drawing some kind of special runes on the sea, and then the huge mountain disappeared from the back of the mythical beast Xuanwu.

It began to condense and take shape at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, everything around it returned to the beginning again, and the world returned to blue.

The mythical beast Xuanwu once again carried the towering mountain peaks on its back and began its never-ending rush around the sea, watching helplessly as the surviving warriors left the 'Sea and Sky Array' through the exit of the peak.

"Okay, let's give him a prediction of the future!"

The Thousand-faced Sand Cat, which slowly restrained the fluctuations of its spiritual consciousness, looked at the two people staring at it and nodded with satisfaction, giving everyone reassurance.
To be continued...