A blood-red light shot out from the City Lord's Mansion in Heavenly Sorrow City and scattered when it hit a thousand feet high. Then, one after another, demonic lights followed closely from all directions and combined into a thick spiritual wall that covered the entire city, separated by a deep trench that could only be entered but not exited.
In the square outside the Heavenly Sorrow Pavilion, Gong Yimo sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in the center of an extremely complex formation diagram, closing his hands to start the formation. Six Nascent Soul cultivators stood by his side to protect him.
The City Lord Gong Yue, wearing a robe and armor and holding a black spear in his arm, stood outside the formation diagram as he looked at his adopted son with relief in his eyes.
Indeed, the safest way now was for him to be the center of the formation and defend Heavenly Sorrow City with all he had. For Moon Shadow Sword Sect and Yun Tianchong, it would be practically a joke to break through Heavenly Sorrow City.
However, it was just like the advice given by "Liang Daliu", who was newly accepted by the Gong family.
As long as he could defend Heavenly Sorrow City for seven or eight days and wait for the demonic sects around the city to arrive, the Sword Sect would have no chance of winning.
However, the price was that the Gong family could not enjoy the spoils of the destroyed Sword Sect alone, and besides, other demonic sects in the Eastern Region would think that Gong Yue was just a turtle hiding in its shell, who did not even dare to face Yun Tianchong head-on.
After all, although Immortal Yun Jian once divided the four regions with one sword, causing the demonic cultivators in the Eastern Region to tremble in fear, his only son Yun Tianchong, was known by everyone in the five regions as a small fish who relied on his father to make a living and be able to cultivate to the late stage of Deification.
Whether for profit or fame, it was the best choice for him, the Lord of Heavenly Sorrow City, to take the initiative to lead people into the fight.
Moreover, even if he really couldn't deal with Yun Tianchong's sword ability at that time, he still had the "Blood Sea Seal Sorrow Formation" of Heavenly Sorrow City as a backup.
Just as Gong Yue was thinking about this, suddenly, eight swords flew over from the southern sky, sounding like a dragon's roar, cutting through the dark clouds above the city and directly hitting the shield outside the city.
Boom—!!
Following the vibration and loud noise, Yun Tianchong roared with spiritual power.
—"Gong Yue, get the hell out of your shell, bastard!!!"
Gong Yue turned around and looked in the direction of the voice. He cast a Long Distance Vision spell to bypass the obstruction of the buildings in the city and go outside the natural moat. He saw Yun Tianchong standing alone in front of dozens of Sword Sect immortal boats, golden spiritual energy surrounding his body.
However, he just sneered. "Hehe..."
Then, he looked at the twelve or so Nascent Soul cultivators standing behind him and swept his gaze over them one by one, calmly saying, "Follow me out of the city to destroy the immortals!"
"Yes, sir!"
The twelve or so Nascent Soul cultivators bowed and responded, and then each raised the weapons in their hands.
For a moment, countless figures as black as ink rose from various swords and rushed out of the city, while Gong Yue and the twelve confidants stepped on the flying swords together and rushed toward the Moon Shadow Sword Sect outside the natural moat.
When Gong Yimo, who was sitting cross-legged in the center of the formation, saw him leave, he had a playful smile on his face and formed a hand seal.
"Start the formation!"
With this order, the six Nascent Soul cultivators who were protecting him simultaneously transferred their demonic energies into his body, and then he mobilized them and floated toward the sky.
A strong demonic spirit gathered on Gong Yimo before soaring to a height of several thousand feet, forming a snake eye as big as the moon, ignoring everything below.
At the same time as the snake eye appeared, a flying sword came from the direction of the Princess's Mansion.
The six people around Gong Yimo frowned and became alert, but when they saw that it was Gong Tianchan who came flying over on the sword, they relaxed.
Ye Anping hugged Gu Mingxin's waist and pretended to be a newlywed cultivator couple with her. When they landed in front of the formation, his eyes slowly swept over the six people surrounding Gong Yimo, surveying them vigilantly, thinking of which one to deal with first.
Gong Yimo saw them coming and raised his eyebrows, greeting them. "Sister Gong, why don't you spend the night with Brother Liang? Why have you come to my place?"
Although Gu Mingxin was playing Gong Tianchan, she looked at the seven of them with a wicked smile. "I want to, too, but unfortunately... Brother Liang couldn't stand your sister's tossing, so he had to come over to see if there was anything he could do to help?"
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Ye Anping was stunned when he heard this.
He turned his head and saw Gu Mingxin winking at him with a playful look. His eyes twitched, but he ignored her and just smiled bitterly. "After all, I have also entered the Gong family. It would be unreasonable for me not to come here to help, and instead enjoy Miss Gong's blessings."
Gong Yimo raised his eyebrows and smiled. He was not surprised. "Brother Liang, you didn't have to trouble yourself. But since you are here, you can just protect me."
"I will listen to you." Ye Anping cupped his hands and took out his sword from the storage bag, same as the six people beside him, then walked onto the formation platform.
Gu Mingxin naturally followed him. The moment she walked onto the stage with him, she saw that she was close enough to the six people, and immediately showed an eager look as if she couldn't wait to give a performance to Ye Anping, killing the six people directly.
But Ye Anping stopped her. These six people were not something Gu Mingxin could deal with in a moment. Even if they were not prepared for them now, the remaining five people would definitely react immediately after killing the first person.
The demonic cultivators who noticed her on the street were a little confused at first, but they didn't pay her too much attention. Most of them just glanced at her and continued to walk forward.
Feng Yu Die looked around, then slowly raised her left hand and took off her mask, revealing her real tender and smooth face.
At that moment, it was as if a drop of white ink was dotted on a piece of black paper.
Amid the demonic spirits on the street, the spring immortal spirit that belonged to Feng Yu Die instantly spread to the consciousness of all the demonic cultivators on the street.
"..."
The street suddenly became quiet, pedestrians stopped moving forward, the conversations in the tavern stopped abruptly, and the wine glasses raised by the drinkers were suspended in the air.
Feng Yu Die scanned from left to right, her golden eyes slightly narrowed.
Xiao Tian, who had been closing her eyes and was using her spiritual sense to detect the surrounding demonic cultivators' levels, now opened her eyes and frowned as she pointed to a demonic cultivator not far ahead. "Yu Die, deal with that man first. He is in the late Core Formation stage!"
Feng Yu Die looked in the direction pointed by the little finger, and her eyes met with the demonic cultivator in the late Core Formation stage.
"..."
The demonic cultivator frowned slightly, but Feng Yu Die grinned. "Hee~"
Then, she clenched the sword in her hand, and her body turned into a golden light.
Swish—
The sword flashed across the chest of the demonic cultivator like cutting tofu.
Feng Yu Die landed behind him and flicked the sword in her hand. The demonic cultivator was instantly split into two in confusion, and his demonic core shattered as he died.
Whoosh—
When the other demonic cultivators on the street realized what happened, they widened their eyes and took a step back.
However, Feng Yu Die shook off the dirty blood on her sword with ease and shouted softly, "Xiao Tian, next one."
"Twenty feet ahead, there are two female demonic cultivators in front of the magic weapon shop."
The moment she finished speaking, the two people Xiao Tian indicated, had the same fate as the man from before. In an instant, the golden light flashed by, and the demonic cores in their abdomens were shattered.
After the third person fell, the other demonic cultivators around her finally reacted and summoned their various weapons one after another, but most of the cultivators in the Foundation Building stage could not even see Feng Yu Die's figure clearly. The magic weapons, talismans, and swords instantly created chaos, and screams echoed in the streets.
Feng Yu Die pursed her lips, but she had no intention of killing those low-level demonic cultivators. She kept her mind calm and followed Xiao Tian's instructions accurately, swinging her sword toward those demonic cultivators with certain cultivation levels or powerful magic weapons and swords.
This street was a thousand feet long, but it only took her one stick of burning incense to walk the whole way.
When Feng Yu Die arrived at the gate of Heavenly Sorrow City, behind her was chaos.
Those low-level demonic cultivators were either afraid or even panicked, and at this moment, they could not distinguish between enemies and friends and attacked each other with spells.
Feng Yu Die shook her silver long hair which was not stained with blood at all, and she looked up at the two ten-thousand-pound city gates in front of her.
But at this time, Xiao Tian, floating above her head, suddenly reminded her. "Yu Die, left rear!"
Ding—
The moment Feng Yu Die heard it, she turned around and raised her sword to block, but saw that a red-haired Nascent Soul cultivator was already at her side, and the moment she blocked with her sword, her eyes suddenly showed some surprise.
"..."
Although it was only one sword strike, Feng Yu Die felt that this person was definitely not like those small fish, and she could not deal with him with just a few moves.
Her golden eyes narrowed slightly.
She raised her left hand to make a sword finger in front of her chest and smiled. "Old Dragon!!"
"Hmm?"
Before the Nascent Soul cultivator could react, he was shocked by a dragon's roar and was already swallowed into the mouth of the golden dragon that suddenly appeared under his feet.
Without even a scream, his Nascent Soul was shattered and so he died.