Desperate Night

Purple Harmony Palace.

Dark clouds are surging and thunder is rolling.

Arcs of electricity streaked through the clouds from time to time, illuminating the ground below for a moment.

The Zihe Palace, which was originally located in the mountains, was completely shrouded in a large thick gray fog.

The gray mist completely surrounded the Taoist palaces, entrenched in the mountains like living creatures, not dispersed by the wind, and squirming slightly, as if it was swallowing and digesting something.

laugh.

Suddenly, a ray of purple light broke through the gray fog, like a purple sharp blade, flying towards the distant sky.

The purple light kept going all the way, flying dozens of miles in the blink of an eye, and gently landed in a mountain villa on the outskirts of the city.

puff.

The purple light fell into a small black stone bucket in the courtyard of the villa, and it trembled for a few times and became motionless.

Only then did the purple light appear in its entirety, and it turned out to be a purple metal talisman with two wings.

Purple light circulates on the talisman, shining with countless talisman patterns. There are also two fan-like propellers at the tail.

Not long after, a gray-robed Taoist walked out of the villa, wearing black-rimmed glasses. He reached out and took out the talisman from the stone bucket and looked at it.

"It's the emergency drone from Zihe Palace." He turned around and called into the villa.

"Hurry and report to Zihe Palace!" A young sorceress walked out of the villa, and her expression changed after hearing this.

The two quickly removed a small box from the bottom of the drone and turned around and entered the villa.

Not long after, an invisible electromagnetic wave traveled across a vast distance and reached the Dao Vein Ancestral Courtyard, Yunshu Mountain.

Zuting Dao Palace, in the main hall of Yunguang.

Zuo Tianshi Taoist boy Fang Xiu yawned, took down the emergency notification document that had just been sent in front of him, turned around and walked towards the main hall.

Not long after, he quickly walked out with another reply document and handed it to the Taoist waiting outside the hall.

"The Heavenly Master has ordered you to reply quickly."

"Understood!" The Taoist nodded respectfully.

Turning around, he quickly walked down the steps with the document in hand. After taking a few steps, he was stopped by a female cultivator on the right.

"Chengkong, how will the Heavenly Master reply?"

The female cultivator's name was Zi Ling, and she was a Taoist from the Tianshi Mansion who had always been on good terms with Zi He Gong. When she heard that Zi He Gong was in trouble, she decisively came to inquire.

"The Heavenly Master has begun to summon experts to support, but it will take time." The Taoist replied. The reply document was not encrypted, and the number of words was very small, so it could be read clearly at a glance.

He said, handing the document over for the other party to take a look at.

The female cultivator glanced over and nodded.

"This is a post-event reply message. The call for action should have already begun. What happened? Even Zihe Palace asked the ancestral court for help. There are so many masters of Dao Limit Breaking Techniques in the palace, and there is also a Dingtian Pan," she said My face felt incredible.

"Perhaps the Seven Evil Alliance destroyed the Dingtian Disk, causing it to crack and become unusable." The Taoist also looked solemn, "Anyway, we will know the truth once the support arrives."

"Where's Ku Chan? Even Ku Chan is under siege. I'm afraid the situation is not good." The female cultivator asked again.

"Taoist Kuchan is not here. He should still be carrying out the suppression mission in Lijiasuo. But now that he has received the news, he should be rushing back." The Taoist sighed.

"Okay, I won't delay you anymore, please reply quickly. Don't keep fellow Taoists from Zihe Palace waiting." The female cultivator warned.

"Yes." The Taoist took the document and left quickly.

The information is quickly transmitted back to the villa near Zihe Palace through electromagnetic waves.

Then the purple talisman drone carried it into the sky and returned to the blocked Zihe Palace area.

In the vast gray fog.

The drone penetrated the clouds and fog, and soon flew into the sky above a group of mostly collapsed ruins of Taoist palaces.

Most of the beautiful houses, solemn palaces, ornate fence decorations that originally belonged to the Purple Harmony Palace have been knocked down and crushed by some kind of huge creature.

On the ruins, corpses of Taoists were scattered on the ground.

Their limbs were twisted and their eyes were wide open, as if they had experienced extreme anger and fear during their lives.

The drone crossed a small lake filled with broken pieces of wood and soon arrived in front of the only palace in the center that was still intact.

The palace is shaped like a bull's horn, with two purple horns carved with countless runes standing at the top.

It is these two horns that fight against the huge gray fog enemies that appear and disappear in the outside world.

A large group of Taoists gathered in the palace. At this time, they formed a circular formation, instigating the Tao Qi in the body, and continuously injecting underground rune patterns to provide power for the palace horns.

laugh!

The purple talisman drone suddenly flew out of the crowd of Taoists and landed steadily in front of the Lord of Yuqin Palace on the innermost floor.

Yuqin looked pale, stretched out his hand to hold the drone, and took off the box he carried underneath.

Open and pull out a small tube of rolled-up documents.

After a few glances, his face relaxed.

"Everyone, hold on! The ancestral court has mobilized manpower to come over for support! Master Zuo Tian has already known about our predicament and will be here soon. My son Kuchan is also on his way back!"

All the Taoists from Zihe Palace breathed a sigh of relief.

"As long as the news can spread, it will be safe. In two hours at most, experts from the ancestral court will come to support!" An elder from Zihe Palace wiped away the blood on his mouth and said excitedly.

"Master, do you have a reply from junior brother?" A beautiful young female cultivator couldn't help but ask.

"Well, Ku Chan said that he is on his way back at full speed, don't worry!" Yuqin saw what the other party was thinking.

"That's good, that's good." The female cultivator's face relaxed and she gently pressed her lower abdomen.

This move made Yu Qin's expression change, and then he pinched the seal with one hand, and a breath of Tao turned into a spell, activating some kind of power around him, surrounding the female cultivator for closer inspection.

After a few breaths, his expression was shocked.

"Wait. Ying'er, are you pregnant?!"

The voice was not lowered, and everyone who was still resisting could hear it.

Everyone's originally heavy mood was inexplicably lifted after hearing this.

"Well, it should be. I didn't have my period this month." Ying'er lowered her head and answered in a low voice.

Yuqin and his wife looked at each other, and they saw surprise and joy in each other's eyes.

"Jinzhi will be very happy if he knows. It's a pity that many disciples will never see such a happy event again."

Bang!

An elder punched the stone pillar fiercely.

"Before the Seven Evil Alliance, I thought that we were from the same Taoist lineage, so I didn't have the intention to hunt and kill. Now, after I survive this disaster, I will immediately join the encirclement and suppression team to make them face life and death!"

"Count me in!" A red-haired female cultivator, one of the four swords, said angrily.

"I'll go too! My poor disciple has just established his foundation, and he was..."

"Damn the Seven Evils! If we can escape this disaster, we will do our best to kill this thief!!"

After hearing that support was coming, the morale of the entire Zihe Palace was greatly improved.

After cursing for a while, everyone continued to stabilize the Taoist Palace formation and wait for support.

Flying Cloud Sword Meng Chengshuang was also among them. She didn't say anything, but just silently output Taoist breath and injected it into the formation.

At this moment, she didn't know why, but inexplicably thought of the situation in Taizhou.

I thought of the young genius Zhengrou Taoist from Qingchen Temple.

For some reason, she always felt that if Zhengrou was here, there might be a way to break out.

The young Taoist who always looked calm and confident in the face of any situation left an extremely deep impression on her.

"What's wrong? Shuangshuang?"

Xiao Ling, her best friend at the side, asked softly, seeing that she was absent-minded.

"Nothing, I just thought of someone." Meng Chengshuang shook her head. She was still recovering from her injuries. Otherwise, as one of the four swords, she would not be standing in this corner at this time.

The four swords are the main pillars of the Zihe Palace. At this time, the other three are in the center of the formation. Only she was injured and taken care of, and was placed in a position with less burden on the inside.

"What? Is it your sweetheart?" Xiao Ling wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and joked with pain.

"Thinking too much, just... suddenly thought of his original remarks." Feixia Sword sighed, "A long time ago, he was preaching that spiritual disasters would become a big problem in the future, but no one believed him. Everyone thought that he had suffered from persecution delusion because of the stimulation and suffering. But now I suddenly feel that what he said seems to make some sense."

At this moment, she turned her eyes and looked outside.

Outside the main hall of the Taoist Palace.

In the gray clouds, the outlines of huge dragon-headed people appeared from time to time.

Sometimes they turned into gray clouds, and sometimes condensed into entities, overlooking the bright purple light emanating from the Taoist Palace with cold eyes.

If someone could see them, they would hear the waves of scolding and kneeling.

If their mental strength was stronger, they would be subjected to an extremely strong mental shock in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, their mental state would collapse, their bodies would be crushed, and they would fall to the ground and die.

The initial defeat of Zihe Palace was caused by this.

At this time, the dragon-headed people surrounded the Taoist Palace, kept approaching, and slowly stretched out their hands.

"Where are the heavenly soldiers?"

The low shout shook in the gray clouds.

Soon.

Below them, those Taoist Palace disciples who had long died were actually wriggling their bodies one by one and slowly crawling up.

On their skin, gray lines as fine as tree roots slowly emerged.

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In the sanatorium, underground.

"Xiao Henzi, isn't it time for visiting? Why did you come early this time?"

Quan He's voice was soft and peaceful, like a gust of wind. It clearly sounded directly in Yu Hong's mind, but he didn't have a trace of hostile vigilance.

She was speaking in her ear, but her voice seemed to be everywhere in the underground hall, like resonance.

"Isn't this because I miss you?" Yu Hen, the old Taoist with a white beard, showed an obvious shyness and admiration at this time, which made Yu Hong on the side feel cold.

"You are still thoughtful. There are so many children. There were hundreds of people in the whole class back then, but only you guys still remember to come and see me every once in a while." The female voice even complained with a hint of tenderness.

"But it seems that you don't just come to see me. Who is this child next to you?" Quan He asked softly.

"This is the most outstanding genius disciple in the history of my Qingchen Temple, Zheng Rou. Xiao Henzi brought him here, in fact, there is also some selfishness. Zheng Rou is talented. He has reached the level of breaking the limit at a young age. He has only practiced Taoism for a year. And this is not the key. The key is that he accidentally obtained a secret method called Lingguang Secret Technique. This secret technique can have a very miraculous recovery effect on body functions and old injuries." Yu Hen explained respectfully.

"Spiritual light." Quan He murmured.

At this time, in the entire underground hall, a stream of originally invisible and majestic spiritual power slowly gathered and condensed on Yu Hong, as if sizing him up.