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A powerful force knocked me to the ground, and the stone slab slipped from my grasp, tracing an arc through the air. I struggled to get up, but felt a dizzying sensation as a deafening roar filled my ears.
“Lingxi!” Du Ming pulled me into his embrace, shielding me with his body. His voice was intermittent against the howling wind. “Don’t be afraid, I’m here…”
I looked up to see that the once clear sky was now shrouded in thick black mist, with streaks of lightning darting through it like a roaring dragon, instilling fear in my heart. The ground shook violently; buildings collapsed, trees snapped, and the once prosperous town turned into ruins in an instant.
“The Demon God… is really about to break the seal…” Ye Lan’s voice was filled with despair as he staggered backward, terror etched on his face.
I fought against my fear and tightly grasped Du Ming’s arm. His hand was cold as ice, yet it gave me boundless strength.
“We can’t give up! There’s still hope!” I shouted, my voice weak but resolute.
A glimmer of hope ignited in Du Ming’s eyes as he nodded, gripping my hand tightly. Together we stood side by side, facing this apocalyptic scene.
Ye Lan took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. He pointed toward a distant mountain. “That’s the weak point of the seal; we must get there and stop the Demon God!”
Ignoring everything else, the three of us rushed toward the mountain. Along the way, we encountered countless panicked cultivators—some fleeing, some resisting—but most were filled with despair and fear.
“Everyone, don’t give up! If we work together, we can defeat the Demon God!” I shouted loudly, trying to rally their spirits.
Du Ming unleashed his powerful spiritual energy, intimidating the surrounding monsters and clearing a path for us.
“Trust doc Guo! Trust the Du Family leader!” Someone in the crowd recognized us and shouted. Gradually, more people joined our ranks; they no longer fled but chose to fight alongside us against the Demon God.
Watching this scene, Ye Lan’s eyes flickered with relief as he said solemnly, “The Demon God’s weakness is…”
“…the power of light.” He paused as if organizing his thoughts. “Only the purest power of light can counteract the Demon God’s dark forces, but this power…”
He looked at me hesitantly. A thought struck me—could this power of light be related to me?
“Ye Lan, just say it! What is there left to hide?” Du Ming urged anxiously.
Ye Lan took a deep breath and slowly said, “This power of light needs to be channeled through an ancient artifact—the Lingxi Mirror—to be unleashed.”
The Lingxi Mirror?! I was taken aback; this mirror had been with me since childhood and was said to be a family heirloom. I had always thought it was just an ordinary bronze mirror; I never imagined it was an ancient artifact!
“But I don’t know how to use the Lingxi Mirror…” I felt confused. Although I had carried it with me all along, I had never discovered anything special about it.
“Lingxi, you have the Divine Farmer Bloodline flowing within you and possess powerful healing abilities. The Lingxi Mirror can only be activated by sensing your Bloodline power,” Ye Lan explained. “You just need to infuse your spiritual energy into the mirror to unleash the power of light and temporarily suppress the Demon God.”
I took a deep breath; there was no time for hesitation now—I had to try! I pulled out the Lingxi Mirror from my bosom and slowly infused my spiritual energy into it. The mirror suddenly emitted a dazzling light that illuminated the entire sky.
At the same time, Du Ming was not idle either; he used his family’s communication talisman to send out a distress signal to major cultivation families, calling all cultivators for support.
“Fellow Daoists, the Demon God is about to break free from its seal; our Cultivation World is in grave danger! The Du Family is willing to stand together with all of you and vow to protect our homeland!” Du Ming's voice echoed far and wide, firm and powerful.
Soon, various factions responded, and groups of cultivators rushed in from all directions to join our ranks. A battle to defend our homeland was about to begin! I continuously infused spiritual energy into the Lingxi Mirror, and its dazzling light transformed into countless blades of light, sweeping toward the Demon God. Du Ming wielded his long sword, with sword energy like a rainbow; each strike carried the power to devastate the world. Together, we fought side by side, our coordination so seamless that we actually pushed the Demon God back several steps.
"Roar—" The Demon God let out an angry roar, seemingly surprised that we could actually injure it.
"Now's the time, attack!" Du Ming shouted, leading everyone in a counteroffensive.
The morale of the allied forces surged as they raised their weapons high, unleashing deafening battle cries that surged toward the Demon God like a tidal wave. Caught off guard, the Demon God found itself struggling to defend against our onslaught.
Little by little, we reclaimed lost ground, compressing the Demon God's forces into a small area. The scales of victory seemed to tilt in our favor, and the people of the Cultivation World wore expressions filled with hope, as if they could see the dawn of victory.
However, just when I thought victory was within reach, I discovered a terrifying truth. During one battle, I distinctly felt that the Demon God's power had grown significantly stronger than before. My spiritual energy was depleting faster than ever, and I found it increasingly difficult to maintain the operation of the Lingxi Mirror.
Could it be that the sealing power was weakening? My heart sank suddenly as an unsettling premonition washed over me.
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