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Chen Li and Shen Qingyue arrived at a corner of the Supreme Spirit Crystal Mine, where the air was thick with Spiritual Energy. Under the sunlight, the Supreme Spirit Crystals sparkled brilliantly, creating a dreamlike atmosphere.
"Brother, we can't keep this a secret any longer. Are we really going to mine all the Spirit Crystals here?" Shen Qingyue looked at the magnificent scene before her, feeling a sense of worry.
Chen Li shook his head, his expression serious. "Of course not. This place is the source of Spiritual Energy for the entire mountain range. If we were to extract everything, it might destroy the whole mountain."
"What should we do then? We can't stop so many people," Shen Qingyue said, her brows furrowing in concern.
"Right now, there's no other way. Let's mine first and think of a solution later," Chen Li replied as he began to wield his tools and collect the Supreme Spirit Crystals.
At that moment, the ground beneath them suddenly shook violently, as if a giant beast was stirring, making it hard for them to stand.
"What’s happening?" Shen Qingyue exclaimed, quickly grabbing onto a large rock to steady herself.
"No! The mountain is collapsing!" Chen Li's face changed dramatically, a wave of intense unease washing over him.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by deafening roars, the entire mountain began to tremble violently. Countless stones rolled down from the peak, raising clouds of dust that obscured the sky.
"Run!" Chen Li shouted as he grabbed Shen Qingyue's hand and sprinted toward the cave entrance.
The others had already abandoned any thoughts of the Supreme Spirit Crystals and were frantically rushing outside.
Such a commotion would be unbearable even for peak Mystic Boundary experts.
Everything happened too suddenly; before they could escape far, thunderous crashes erupted behind them.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The towering peaks that once touched the clouds began to collapse, massive boulders falling like meteors with devastating force toward them.
Chen Li pulled Shen Qingyue along, desperately channeling his spiritual energy as he transformed into a streak of light, narrowly dodging one falling rock after another.
However, those slower cultivators were not so fortunate.
One short and stout cultivator was struck by a boulder the size of a grinding stone, instantly shattering bones and flesh into a gruesome mess.
Another female cultivator summoned a defensive artifact but was still sent flying by a massive rock, spitting blood and falling unconscious.
"Quick! Protect us!" Chen Li roared, urging his fellow disciples to shield him.
In just a short time, several disciples from Holy Spirit Palace had been injured or killed.
Lin Xuan and two elders from other major sects also unleashed powerful defensive techniques to fend off the falling debris.
In an instant, the Multicolored Spirit Barrier appeared in the valley like mushrooms after a rain. However, faced with this overwhelming force, these defensive measures seemed so fragile.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
As massive boulders fell, the spirit energy barrier shattered like glass. The sounds of despair and agony echoed through the valley, transforming what was once a paradise into a hell on earth.
Time passed, though it felt like an eternity. Chen Li raised his hand to blast away a large rock and barely crawled out from beneath it.
Cough cough.
He coughed violently, feeling a heaviness in his chest and a strong metallic taste of blood in his throat.
"Brother, are you okay?" Shen Qingyue followed him out, her eyes filled with worry.
Chen Li gritted his teeth against the pain coursing through his body and shook his head. "I'm fine. What about you?"
"I'm okay," Shen Qingyue replied, struggling to stand up.
"Don't move!" Chen Li pressed down on her shoulder, scanning their surroundings warily. "It's too dangerous here. Stay close to me and don't go anywhere."
Though her heart ached for him, Shen Qingyue understood that with her current abilities, she would only be a burden to Chen Li if she ventured out. Reluctantly, she shrank back again.
Rumble!
Another tremor shook the ground, and Chen Li's expression changed as he suddenly looked up ahead.
Before them, where the mountain had collapsed, a massive black vortex emerged, exuding a terrifying aura as if it sought to swallow everything in existence.
"What is that?" Shen Qingyue gasped, her voice trembling with fear.
Chen Li's pupils constricted sharply as a wave of intense unease washed over him. A horrifying thought suddenly crossed his mind.
Could it be the Demon Clan?!
As he spoke, the black vortex suddenly expanded, resembling a giant beast opening its gaping maw to the abyss. A shadowy figure began to materialize, its Demonic Energy swirling like something crawling out from the depths of hell.
The figure's face was grotesque, with two horns on its head and eyes like copper bells that glimmered with a bloodthirsty light.
"Hahaha! Ancestor! I have finally seen the light of day!" The figure howled towards the sky, its voice reverberating through the valley and shattering minds.
It looked down at the struggling crowd below with contempt. "A bunch of fools! You were lured by mere Spirit Crystal Mine, unaware that beneath the Spiritual Vein lie the corpses of my Demon Noble kin? Now, this Lord shall use you pathetic humans as offerings for my fallen brethren!"
Before the words had left his lips, he stepped forward into the crowd.
This step seemed to transcend space, instantly closing the distance to the others. His Demonic Energy surged as he swept his palm across, carrying a destructive force that aimed at the remaining Cultivators.
"Quick, dodge!" Chen Li shouted as he pulled Shen Qingyue behind him, swiftly activating the Mystic Barrier. The other Cultivators were also thrown into a panic, scattering in all directions.
However, the Demon Noble's attack was too swift and too wide-ranging to completely evade.
Screams echoed as several Cultivators who failed to escape were instantly consumed by the Demonic Energy, reduced to dust.
In this critical moment, Lin Xuan suddenly halted. His hair stood on end, his eyes wide open, and a surge of righteous energy erupted from him.
"Everyone, before the Demon Noble, we must set aside our grievances and unite against this threat!"
With that, he quickly formed hand seals and chanted: "Heaven and Earth are dark and yellow, the universe is vast and chaotic; as the sun and moon wax and wane, the stars align in the heavens—gather my righteous energy!"
With his final shout, Lin Xuan's aura reached its peak. He was enveloped in a golden light, resembling a descending deity.
The long sword in his hand buzzed with resonance; golden light flowed along its blade as if it contained boundless energy.
"Heavenly Gang Sword Technique—Exterminate Evil! Assist me!"
Lin Xuan roared, and the long sword transformed into a bolt of golden lightning that pierced straight for the Demon Noble's chest.
This strike contained all of Lin Xuan's cultivation and his immense hatred for the demon clan. As the sword light passed through, it felt as though space itself was being torn apart.
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