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235: Rescue and BreakthroughA distance of a hundred miles was covered in just half an hour, thanks to everyone running at full speed and boosting their Spiritual Qi.

However, this half hour felt as if they were Transmigrating across the boundary of Yin and Yang. The closer they got to the destination, the more sinister and terrifying the surrounding environment became, as if they were stepping into the legendary Netherworld Blood Sea that devours everything.

The Evil Qi in the air was no longer a thin mist; it had become viscous like a slurry, chilling to the bone, seemingly like countless tiny ice needles relentlessly invading everyone’s protective Spiritual Light.

A subtle yet grating ”sizzle” sound could be heard. Lin Jingyu extended his Divine Sense, which felt as if it had sunk into an endless swamp, being firmly suppressed by an invisible massive force.

The range he could perceive sharply diminished and became blurry, as if separated by a thick, constantly writhing layer of bloody gauze.

A sense of oppression originating from the depths of the Soul and an inexplicable panic surged like a tide, testing the Dao Heart of every person.

Ahead, the field of vision suddenly opened up, only to be instantly swallowed by endless darkness.

A massive, boundless black abyss, like a hideous wound violently ripped open in the earth, lay before them.

Below the mouth of the abyss was bottomless darkness, where thick, inky Evil Qi tumbled and roared, like billions of resentful Souls wailing and struggling.

It also resembled a world-destroying Vicious Beast that had slept for ages, opening its massive maw to devour everything, emitting an aura of suffocating despair.

The steep walls of the abyss were rugged with strange rocks. These twisted rock Formations, illuminated by the dim, bloody light, looked like countless ghosts frozen in the instant of painful struggle.

Right on the edge of this terrifying abyss, a fierce battle of offense and defense was underway.

More than twenty demonic cultivators, dressed in uniform blood-flame demonic robes and exuding fierce auras, had formed a constantly rotating combined battle Formation that soared with black Qi.

Streaks of demonic light, imbued with the power of corrosion, devouring, and curses, relentlessly hammered down into the abyss like a torrential rain.

Wherever the demonic light passed, even space slightly warped, emitting shrieks like ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

Beneath the abyss, a layer of faint blue light curtain flickered stubbornly, like the last lone boat in a storm, blocking the vast majority of the demonic light.

Behind the light curtain, the figures of Feng Xixi, Gu Yue, Shui Sheng, Zhao Mang, and more than ten others could vaguely be seen.

At this moment, they had long lost their former composure. Their robes were torn and stained with blood, their faces were as pale as paper, and their auras were weak and chaotic. Clearly, they were at the end of their tether, relying entirely on sheer willpower and that exotic treasure to desperately hold on.

Unwiped blood stained Feng Xixi’s lips, and the hand holding the ice soul cold light sword trembled slightly. Vice President Gu Yue’s snow-white long beard had been singed short.

Shopkeeper Shui Sheng’s water-blue dress was covered in stains, and Captain Zhao Mang’s robust body had several deep, bone-visible wounds that were still seeping blood.

The leading demonic cultivator was shrouded in a constantly twisting and shifting layer of shadow, his aura erratic and ghost-like. He was precisely Standing for Fierce Blood Sun’s confidant, ”Ghost Shadow.”

He continuously let out sinister chuckles, his voice sharp and grating like a night owl’s cry. While commanding the Formation’s operation, his tone was full of cat-and-mouse mockery and cruelty:

”You cling stubbornly to a corner! Let’s see how long you can last! Once Lord Holy Emissary succeeds, it will be the moment you suffer Soul Flying Away and Spirit Scattering! Intensify the attack and wear down their barrier!”

”Shopkeeper Feng! Hold on!”

Seeing the tragic situation below, especially Feng Xixi’s precarious figure, Qin Yue’s eyes immediately split with rage.

A surge of hot blood rushed to her head. She let out a sharp cry, her surrounding Spiritual Qi erupted, and she prepared to charge down recklessly.

”Sister Yue! Don’t be rash!”

Lin Jingyu, quick of eye and hand, firmly grabbed her wrist, his strength steady as a mountain.

His gaze was sharp as an eagle’s. He quickly scanned the entire battlefield, his voice deep yet carrying an undeniable calm.

”If we form a Formation and launch a forceful attack, since we are few in number, we will fall right into their trap—it would be no different from moths flying into a flame!”

He quickly made a decision, speaking rapidly yet clearly:

”Brother Xu, Sister Yue, your cultivation levels are the highest. Launch a feint attack from the left flank, create a commotion, and attract the attention of Ghost Shadow and the majority of the demonic cultivators.

Shou Sheng, you take two brothers from the guard team and harass them from the right flank, using long-range spells and Talismans to create chaos and break up their Formation!”

Next, his gaze, like a cold blade, swept over the pale and trembling captives, including Ouyang Ming.

Spiritual Light flickered slightly on his fingertip, temporarily unlocking the restraint on some of the Spiritual Qi within them. His chilling voice, like the clash of ice, clearly entered everyone’s ears:

”You, charge forward from the front! Whether by self-destructing Magical Artifacts or casting forbidden techniques, use every means possible, even if you have to use your bodies to crash into them, you must disrupt their Formation’s foundation!”

He paused, a trace of deep meaning in his tone:

”Don’t forget, among those trapped below are the patriarchs of your Ouyang Family and Baili Family! This act is not just about atoning for your crimes, but also about saving the pillars of your own families.

If this succeeds, the previous grudges might be wiped clean, giving you a chance to start anew! Should you dare to retreat in battle or harbor treacherous thoughts... annihilation of body and spirit will be your fate!”

Upon hearing this, the color drained from Ouyang Ming and the others’ faces, as if they had been sentenced to death.

But upon hearing that saving their patriarchs could erase old grievances, a faint spark of survival ignited in their eyes.

Under the cold, murderous gaze of Lin Jingyu, they exchanged glances, finally gritted their teeth, and madness born of desperation surged across their faces.

Roaring like moths to a flame, they activated the weak Spiritual Qi they had just recovered and charged recklessly toward the rear of the demonic cultivator battle Formation.

”Hmm? More ignorant, escaped fish? Hmph, ants trying to shake a tree—seeking death!”

Ghost Shadow’s sinister chuckle abruptly stopped, and a trace of disdain and annoyance flashed in his shadowed eyes.

He did not act personally, merely waving his hand casually, dispatching a team of five or six demonic cultivators at the Ninth Layer of Qi Refining to turn and meet Ouyang Ming’s ”rabble.”

At the instant the demonic cultivator battle Formation experienced a subtle, almost imperceptible disruption due to this sudden, suicidal charge from the rear, and their attention was briefly diverted.

Lin Jingyu moved!

His figure merged into the shadows like a ghost, not stirring the slightest breath of wind, as the technique for concealing aura was utilized to its extreme.

Silently, along the shadowed areas of the abyss wall, he swiftly moved like a gecko scaling a wall, circling around to the side and rear of the large demonic cultivator Formation.

His Divine Thought had long covered the entire area like the most precise spiderweb, accurately capturing a relatively hidden yet vulnerable node in the energy circulation cycle of this massive combined attack Formation.

This node connected three smaller Formation Eyes, making it a critical link for maintaining the overall stability of the Formation, yet it also appeared particularly ”vulnerable” due to the overly concentrated energy flow.

He took a deep breath, which seemed to drain the sparse Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi from the surroundings. The pure Spiritual Qi from his Early Stage Ninth Layer of Qi Refining combined with the majestic Divine Sense tempered by the Spirit Refining Art.

They achieved perfect Fusion in an unprecedented manner, no longer distinguishable from one another! Taking the strange fluctuations within the Spirit Refining Art as a foundation, he condensed half of the Spiritual Qi in his body onto his right index and middle fingers.