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The arrival of the Tribulation did not stir any emotions in Tai Shu Yun's heart. After all, there was already a Monster nearby treating the calamity as a joke.
The sky was dark and filled with ominous clouds, making everything seem heavy, as if it could collapse at any moment, weighing down on everyone's hearts.
At the foot of the mountain, disciples were gripping their sword hilts, constantly on guard. Countless disciples had gained immense benefits from the earlier scene; some had even advanced directly without time to consolidate their power, diving straight into battle preparations. Each disciple believed that it was their princess who had caused all this, and now they were all fully alert, vowing to protect Tai Shu Yun from any disturbances.
Tang Fengyue was an ordinary disciple of Spirit Sword Mountain who had just broken through during the Great Dream Hammer Sound, advancing from the Concentration Stage to the Transcendence Stage. However, he did not take pride in this; he understood that he was merely one of many swept up in this wave of change. He even knew that some elite disciples had advanced two major Realms due to their accumulated pressure.
Currently, Spirit Sword Mountain was filled with Concentration disciples everywhere, with plenty of Transformation Stage disciples and a significant number of Distraction disciples. Among the Seven Lords, figures capable of challenging Elder Disciples had emerged.
Yet he knew who had provided all this, so when the mobilization order came down, he rushed out without hesitation. He might not have been among the strongest disciples of Spirit Sword, possibly even one of the weakest, but his combat instincts and perceptions were respected by his peers.
This patrol team consisted entirely of Separation Realm cultivators, with him being the only Transformation Stage Sword Cultivator, yet he was the captain of this team. While all other members had advanced beyond Transformation Stage, he had just stepped into it and remained the weakest.
“Tang, you’re still as weak as ever! Haha.” The speaker was Dreamweaver Ze, the most lively member of the team. Hearing his teasing, Tang Fengyue merely smiled and said nothing. Over the years, the camaraderie and trust among team members had grown; it was common for them to shield each other from danger.
“Alright, everyone focus up. I have a strange feeling about the atmosphere around here.” Tang Fengyue adjusted his grip on his sword hilt and issued orders. Upon hearing this, his teammates ceased their laughter and began to inspect their surroundings seriously.
Tang Fengyue's unease grew; he had walked this path many times before but sensed something unusual today that he couldn't quite pinpoint. Gai Li lurked in the shadows observing this group of Cultivators; to him, they appeared like ants in his Virtual Realm Cultivator's eyes. Moreover, their auras were unstable—clearly indicating they had just recently advanced. Could this be related to the impending calamity?
At first, he didn’t understand why a proposal would warrant shadowy figures moving about; seeing this scene made it clear to him. However, orders had changed from proposing marriage to attacking the mountain.
Gai Jiuyou truly possessed the qualities of a formidable leader; initially intending to propose marriage, he shifted his strategy upon witnessing the anomalies at Spirit Sword Mountain. He had always wanted to extend his influence here but had been thwarted by Spirit Sword Mountain. Whatever happened now would be an opportunity for him. Although Dark Child couldn’t provide detailed intelligence, he was certain that Spirit Sword Mountain was undergoing significant changes—any anomaly could be exploited.
The attack commenced as planned. At that moment, Tang Fengyue finally understood what felt off.
“Formation.”
The ten-person team's movements were swift and precise; in an instant, a standard battle formation appeared before Gai Li's eyes. Just as he marveled at their response speed, Tang Fengyue and his companions made new moves below.
A sense of crisis suddenly surged from deep within Gai Li; without hesitation, he revealed himself and flew backward. It was then that a voice reached his ears.
"Explode."
Countless sword energies shot out in all directions from the center of the formation. They moved like fish swimming in water, birds flying in the sky, and flowers blooming and wilting. Each Dao Sword energy was infused with murderous intent, striking the surrounding mountains with a resonant clang.
The range of the sword energy was vast, nearly three to four hundred meters, which was precisely why Gai Li had retreated. The area covered by the sword energy included him as well.
Although he was not afraid of these sword energies, being struck by them would still be unpleasant. His mood was foul; he had been forced to retreat by a group of Separation Realm Cultivators. A surge of rage welled up inside him—only by killing them could he quell his anger.
Indeed, there was someone. Tang Fengyue's pupils constricted involuntarily. He had only noticed that a certain insect, which used to be very active in Spirit Sword Mountain—Insect Twenty-Four—had suddenly gone silent before realizing something was amiss. Upon testing, he indeed discovered the enemy's presence.
There was only one opponent, cloaked entirely in black robes. In fact, even if the opponent appeared openly, he wouldn't be able to see their true form.
"Cannot see through." This was the only thought in Tang Fengyue's mind at that moment, shared by all his teammates—the enemy's strength exceeded their expectations.
It was definitely a Virtual Realm Cultivator.
Without hesitation, Tang Fengyue commanded, "Attack."
None of the ten members of the team hesitated; they all charged toward Gai Li.
Ten Dao Sword energies merged through their formation, transforming into a Dao Sword dragon that lunged straight at Gai Li. It tore through space, causing an explosion of air as the sword dragon passed.
So fast, so powerful, so coordinated.
Gai Li raised his arm and reached out with his hand, aiming to grasp the giant dragon firmly. He intended to capture it with absolute strength and show this group of ants what it meant to be a Virtual Realm Cultivator.
As he grasped it tightly, a warning signal suddenly surged within him again.
"Explode."
The combat synergy of the team was not formed in just one or two battles. The trials for the disciples of Spirit Sword Mountain were all conducted in dangerous places. Almost every disciple had gone through life-and-death experiences, and some teams frequently engaged in high-risk trials, leading to constant changes in their members; those who left were either dead or severely injured. However, this also forged the formidable battle strength of Spirit Sword Mountain.
The "Wind and Moon Squad," led by Tang Fengyue, was one of the few teams at Spirit Sword Mountain that managed to maintain its integrity without changing any members.
The Exploding Sword Qi was one of the common tactics used by the Wind and Moon Squad, usually yielding significant results. Even if it couldn't injure the opponent, it could still annoy them.
Gai Li indeed fell for it; the sword qi surged violently as he faced the attack, extending a hand that had been resting behind his back amidst the storm of sword energy.
"Invincible."
Finally, he unleashed his first official move since the battle began, but this attack was not aimed at the enemy; it was merely for self-protection.
Gai Li was thoroughly enraged by the Wind and Moon Squad. His spiritual power surged as he charged towards Tang Fengyue and his team, enveloped in a storm of sword energy. He intended to tear apart these ants before him.
The pressure from the Virtual Realm Cultivator combined with Gai Li's recent advancement caused even a formed battle array of ten people to be forced back rapidly. Tang Fengyue felt a tightness in his chest and spat out a mouthful of hot blood.
However, Gai Li's attack also revealed his identity.
Gai Shi Tai Bao.
He quickly regained his composure.
"Dream Zephyr, send out a warning; Gai Shi Tai Bao is attacking."
Before his words had finished echoing, a message came from a token at his waist. Upon looking at it, his eyes filled with tears of blood.
The purpose of this token was to facilitate communication between teams during wartime and to display each team's survival status. There were a total of one hundred and eight such tokens at Spirit Sword Mountain, each held by the captain of one of the hundred and eight teams.
Now, the information coming from the token revealed that four teams had been completely annihilated, with no survivors among them, including one team ranked within the top fifty.
The enemy was numerous and powerful. From the moment the Wind and Moon Squad engaged with them, only a few breaths had passed, and casualties had already appeared on their side. This was undoubtedly an organized and premeditated attack. Tang Fengyue's mind raced as he pieced together the events, finally confirming that the enemy was not only intent on annihilating Spirit Sword Mountain but also targeting the strange phenomena at the mountain's peak.
But who were these opponents? How could they seize the opportunity so perfectly? Looking ahead at the Black-Clad Monk, the answer became clear—Gai Shi Tai Bao.
"Ah, it seems you’ve received the news as well. Why don’t you just end it yourself? It would save me the trouble of doing it for you, and then you’ll realize how wonderful self-destruction can be! Hahaha."
Seeing the arrogant demeanor of the man in black, Tang Fengyue halted Dreamweaver Ze's attempt to communicate.
"We can still hold on; there are more of our fellow disciples who need rescue. Teams 48, 62, 73, 101, and 103 have all been wiped out."
A collective gasp echoed among the team members, a sense of tragic resolve rising within them. Dreamweaver Ze’s eyes turned red instantly.
The complete annihilation of those teams meant their total disappearance, and they understood that even a Virtual Realm Cultivator couldn't kill an entire team in one go. The fact that every single team mentioned had perished meant they had fought to the last breath.
The ten of them exchanged glances.
"To the death."
A surge of determination rose within them as they looked at the Virtual Realm Cultivator before them, devoid of any emotion now.
"Kill."
Each person began to ignite their Sword Essence, charging forward recklessly.
Gai Li stared in shock at this team before him, a wave of concern washing over him. If they couldn’t completely eradicate Spirit Sword Mountain, these disciples’ fierce resolve would undoubtedly become a lingering threat for Gai Shi Tai Bao.
All around Spirit Sword Mountain, flames of battle raged. One hundred and eight teams fought fiercely, regardless of how powerful the enemy was; they fought with all their might.
The Elders longed to rush to their aid but hesitated as they gazed up at the peak, forcing themselves to hold back.
Zuo Dao coldly observed the scene below, blood coursing through his veins. Tai Shu Yun watched this unfold with tears streaming down her face.
Tribulation had never been taken seriously by Zuo Dao, but this scene greatly stimulated him. He took a deep breath to calm his emotions.
"Let's begin. The sooner we finish, the fewer casualties there will be."
Tai Shu Yun wiped away her tears and nodded.
The Blood Transformation Pill had already endured nine lightning strikes, becoming increasingly transparent.
"That's enough. Come here, retreat," Zuo Dao shouted twice.
The first call summoned the Blood Transformation Pill, while the second shout drove back the tribulation.
He shoved the pill into Tai Shu Yun's mouth. Then he set up a Locking Formation, enveloping her within it. Everything else would depend on her own strength.
His gaze returned to the foot of the mountain, where it seemed blood had stained that area, waiting for the blooming of the Supreme Dao Lotus.
Blood prohibition.
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