Chapter 28: Chaos Erupts

  The colorful clouds surged and churned, then suddenly transformed into a thousand strands of lightning, shooting towards the cliff with an unstoppable force, bringing with it countless cloud masses that condensed into monstrous shapes, baring their teeth and claws, rushing forward in a mighty torrent, evoking an overwhelming urge to turn and flee.

  When the myriad sword energies rushed to a place not far from the cliff, they suddenly transformed into points of dazzling light and scattered. The demonic monsters condensed from those clouds also dissipated in an instant.

  "What a magnificent sight, with flowing colors and auspicious clouds! It's truly worthy of its reputation." Chang Feng Jian exclaimed loudly, and just now when the countless sword energies rushed over, his feet involuntarily retreated a step back.

  "It was indeed worth the trip." Xiao Qinglan nodded, seemingly also somewhat shocked.

  "When this cloud wave transformed monster rushed over, the momentum was overwhelming, and I, an old woman, actually had a feeling of being on the verge of death. It's really wonderful." said Aunt Rong in a low voice.

  Xiao Qinglian's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly, her face a picture of concern. She was a strong practitioner with a high level of spiritual awareness and keen senses. The Flowing Clouds and Colorful Skies technique had been passed down through countless years, incorporating the essence of the universe and imbuing it with a killing intent. Was it possible that someone from the Yunxia Sect wanted to make a move against them?

  However, Xiao Qinglan quickly ruled out the second possibility.

  Although the Yunxia School is also a large school, it is far inferior to the Lianhua Sect. Even if they want to lay hands on her, they won't be stupid enough to do so in their own territory, which would undoubtedly be digging their own grave.

  At this time, the dawn had already risen.

  Clouds suddenly began to roar, as if a mighty force was stirring them up. In an instant, hundreds of cloud whirlpools formed, with the glow of dawn shining on them, and in the misty clouds, a beautiful figure was slowly taking shape.

  "Immortal starts to dance!" Cui Xia Zhenren exclaimed, the scene of an immortal starting to dance had only appeared twice in the records of the Yunxia Sect. Once was 8,000 years ago when the Lingyao Valley was first opened up, and the second time was 3,000 years ago, but that time it was only seen by a few disciples who were planting spiritual herbs. Who would have thought that this time, due to a coincidence of fate, they would get to see the immortal start to dance for the third time?

  The female fairy condensed from the cloud vapor began to dance lightly in the center of the swirling clouds, sometimes appearing in this whirlpool and then blinking into another whirlpool, her dance was extremely beautiful.

  Six people watched with their eyes wide open, and they all sensed a rhythm that shocked them from the dance of this illusory immortal. This rhythm was the rhythm of heaven and earth.

  But before they could grasp the wonder of it all, the fading light at the end had slowly dissipated. And the dancing fairy's shadow also disappeared like foam in the sunlight, and the whirlpool vanished.

  Six people stood there in a daze, each savoring the moment carefully.

  Suddenly, with her eyes half-closed, Rong's face changed drastically. She instantly turned around, opened her mouth and shot out a Peacock Seal, which emitted a crystal-like defensive glow. A clear shadow of a peacock appeared within it.

  A loud "boom" shook Mrs. Rong's whole body, and a thread of fresh blood oozed out from the corners of her mouth and nostrils.

  "Hahaha, the Peacock Fairy of old has fallen to such a state, it's truly pitiful. A loud and unrestrained laughter echoed, and then a giant of a man appeared, with a height of over 6 feet, a face full of stubble, holding a massive black rod. Behind him stood dozens of men and women, some were exceptionally beautiful, while others were ugly and terrifying, but they all shared one thing in common - their bodies emitted a thick and intense aura of evil."

  All six of them changed color, and Chang Fan's sword was even more frightened with a pale face.

  "Cui Xia Zhenren, your Yunxia Sect actually colluded with the demon cultivators." Chang Fan's sword voice was stern, and his fear made his tone somewhat shrill. It's worth noting that the giant in Shen Zhou had a huge reputation, being one of the ten generals under the Demon King, Lang Man, an eighth-level Yuan Ying strongman. Behind Lang Man were two early-stage Yuan Ying strongmen, and the rest were all gold dan strongmen.

  This lineup will surround six people on this cliff, it's simply a must-kill situation.

  "We of the Yunxia Sect have absolutely no connection with the demon cultivators. Once we charge out, our Yunxia Sect will naturally give you an explanation." said Qingxia Zhenren.

  Just as Cui Xia had finished speaking, she suddenly let out a muffled hum and fell to the ground with a pale face.

  At this moment, Han Hai Zhenren beside her picked her up and flashed into the camp of the demon cultivators.

  "Han Hai Shidi, you......" Cui Xia Zhenren's face was filled with incredulity.

  "Sister, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. I've liked you so much since the first day I entered Yunxia Sect." Hanhai Zhenren said gently to Cuixia Zhenren.

  "Hanhai, have you gone mad? Release the sect leader at once." Mo Yan's face turned iron-gray, he never could have imagined that Hanhai would collude with the demon cultivators. The defense of Lingyao Valley was rotated among the seven peak masters, and it just so happened that this period was under Hanhai's responsibility.

  "Shut up, you despicable creature! If it weren't for your meddling, Master's gaze would have long been fixed on me. Even after you married Bei Xiao Hui, Master still refused to accept my love. It's all because of your evil deeds!" Han Hai Zhen Ren roared.

  Xiao Qinglian and Rong Po gazed coldly at this absurd scene, while the demon cultivator who had the absolute upper hand also didn't hurry to take action, as if they were all appreciating this rare and excellent play.

  Mo Yan's face was filled with anger, feeling that Han Hai had gone mad.

  Just then, Lang Mang and Rong Po simultaneously made their move as if they had agreed on it beforehand.

  In addition to the two strong men in the infant stage of Youxiu, they attacked Xiao Qingluan who had been standing quietly.

  "You think you can kill me?" Xiao Qinglian said calmly, waving her jade hand, and dozens of golden lights flashed by, condensing into dozens of golden-armored warriors. These golden-armored warriors not only blocked the two Yuan Ying-stage demon cultivators who were charging over, but also continued to surge forward like a steel torrent, crushing everything in their path.

  "Today, I must kill Xiao Qinglan!" Lang Man roared as he fought against Rong Po. Xiao Qinglan's talent made the demon cultivators extremely wary, and when she grew up, who knew how many more would die at her hands.

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  Ye Hao hid among the branches of a large tree, looking at a gloomy and sinister young man in front of him.

  This young man Ye Hao is a disciple of Jin Yangfeng, the master of Haohan Zhenren. He seems to be always by his side and should be a trusted disciple.

  Ye Hao felt something was off about him as soon as he saw him in the Yunxia Sect, so he followed him all the way here.

  "This kid, who is he waiting for? Could it be someone he's having an affair with?" Ye Hao thought to himself.

  The young man looked somewhat restless and anxious, occasionally putting his hand on his waist where his storage bag was placed during the waiting process.

  At this moment, two figures rushed over and stopped in front of the young man.

  Ye Hao's pupils suddenly contracted, the two figures, one with a tail trailing behind him, and the other with fine scales covering his exposed skin.

  "You demon!"