Mortals cultivate immortality, I have a Chaos Tower

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on the back mountain of Qingyun Sect. Lin Fan led Jiang Shuiling, Zhong Ling'er, Jin Buke and Ye Wuhen, and relied on Ximen Zhi's teleportation array to quickly reach the back mountain of Qingyun Sect.

A thin ray of light penetrated the mist in the mountains, tinging the surrounding scenery with a light golden hue. At this moment, Lin Fan stood on a rock, looking at the Qingyun Sect that he was once very familiar with - the place that he once regarded as his home. However, the Qingyun Sect now felt a little strange to him. The tall stone pillars in front of the mountain gate still stood, but the Qingyun flag that once symbolized the glory of the sect had long disappeared, replaced by a cold and depressing atmosphere.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and put the Chaos Tower into his arms, his eyes cold and firm. Behind him, Jiang Shuiling, Zhong Ling'er, Jin Bu Ke and Ye Wuhen followed, all with solemn faces, with a hint of tension and anger. The Qingyun Sect in the past was the place where they practiced and grew up, but since Elder Xuanbing usurped the position of the Sect Master, it has been shrouded in corruption and oppression. Lin Fan's heart could not help but surge with endless anger. He had never forgotten that he was the Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect, and now he had to take it all back.

The mountains were shrouded in thick fog, and the scene was blurry, as if hiding some conspiracy. Lin Fan glanced ahead coldly, thinking secretly about his next move. He knew that in today's battle, in addition to facing Elder Xuanbing, many elders and disciples of Qingyun Sect had been controlled by Elder Xuanbing, and they would be the biggest obstacle in this battle.

"Qingyun Sect has become like this..." Fang Yutian spoke coldly, his voice low and suppressed. He had clenched the sword tightly in his hand, his knuckles were white, and there was a trace of anger and unwillingness in his eyes. He was also a disciple of Qingyun Sect, and he was once proud to be a member of Qingyun Sect, but now, seeing the miserable state of the sect in the past, his inner anger almost burst out.

Jiang Shuiling stood beside Lin Fan, looking up at the gate of Qingyun Sect, with a complicated look in her eyes. She whispered, "This used to be our home, but now it's occupied by Elder Xuanbing..." Her tone was filled with deep regret and sadness. The once warm Qingyun Sect was now destroyed by greed and lust for power.

Lin Fan frowned slightly. He gently patted Jiang Shuiling's shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry. We are here today to restore Qingyun Sect to its former glory. This mountain and this sect belong to us and to every disciple of Qingyun Sect. Elder Xuanbing and his minions will pay the price for their greed and betrayal."

His voice was deep and powerful, with unshakable determination. Everyone in the team could feel his hidden strength. Jin Buke's anger seemed to be vented, and Jiang Shuiling's eyes also flashed with a hint of determination.

"We will not let this place continue to fall. We must regain control of Qingyun Sect today." Lin Fan spoke word by word, his tone filled with murderous aura.

However, just as they were about to move forward, suddenly, a familiar figure slowly walked out of the thick fog. The figure was wearing the robe of the Qingyun Sect's mountain guardian elder. Although his steps were a little heavy, he exuded a unique sense of stability. As the man approached step by step, Lin Fan and others saw his appearance clearly, and their hearts were immediately shocked.

The person who came was Lin Fan’s former brother—Su Tianyu!

"Lin Fan..." Su Tianyu's voice was low and hoarse, with a complex emotion in his tone. His face looked a little tired, but when he saw Lin Fan, a long-lost kindness and relief flashed in his eyes.

Lin Fan looked at him, and suddenly an indescribable feeling welled up in his heart. His former brother, now in a high position, was forced to succumb under the oppression of Elder Xuanbing. The fate of Qingyun Sect is now in the hands of a few people, and Su Tianyu, once one of his most trusted comrades, now bears an unspeakable burden.

"Su Tianyu..." Lin Fan spoke softly, his heart was full of mixed feelings. He didn't know how to face this former brother. They had fought side by side and protected Qingyun Sect together. However, Su Tianyu now seemed to have become different.

Su Tianyu took a deep breath, with a look of apology and guilt. He looked at Lin Fan with a look of determination, "Lin Fan, I know you came back today to take back the position of the leader of Qingyun Sect. I also know the anger and determination in your heart. But I must tell you that Qingyun Sect's mountain protection formation is still in my hands."

When Lin Fan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He originally thought that the mountain protection formation had already been controlled by Elder Xuanbing, but he didn't expect that all this was still in Su Tianyu's hands.

"Su Tianyu, is the mountain protection formation still in your hands?" Lin Fan asked directly, with a hint of tentativeness and doubt in his tone.

Su Tianyu nodded slightly, his face solemn, "Yes, although Elder Xuanbing controls the position of the sect master, he does not completely control the Qingyun Sect's mountain protection formation. I am the mountain protection elder, and the core of this formation has always been in my hands. It's just... Over the years, I have had to obey Elder Xuanbing. The current situation of the Qingyun Sect makes me feel extremely painful."

Lin Fan was shocked when he heard this. He knew that Su Tianyu was not a person who coveted power. Su Tianyu never forgot the oath and brotherhood they had made.

"Su Tianyu, if you are willing, we can work together to retake Qingyun Sect. I believe that the disciples of Qingyun Sect have long been tired of the rule of Elder Xuanbing. As long as we can regain control of the mountain protection formation, Qingyun Sect will be able to restore its former glory." Lin Fan's tone was full of sincerity and trust.

Su Tianyu's eyes flickered, and he looked at Lin Fan deeply, as if he was making a final struggle. After a moment, he slowly said, "Lin Fan, I, Su Tianyu, was your brother before, and I am still your brother now. Today, I will no longer work for Elder Xuanbing. I am willing to fight alongside you to retake Qingyun Sect!"

Hearing these words, the ice in Lin Fan's heart was finally broken, revealing a hint of a smile. Su Tianyu's firm attitude gave him endless strength. This was not only a reunion of brothers, but also a return to the oath they had made in the past.

"Okay! Let's work together to retake Qingyun Sect!" Lin Fan's voice was full of fighting spirit, and his eyes flashed with the determination to win.

Jiang Shuiling and Jin Buke also showed relieved smiles, while Zhong Ling'er gently patted Su Tianyu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Old friend, welcome back."

Su Tianyu took a deep breath and felt that the burden on his shoulders seemed to be lightened a lot. He turned to look at Lin Fan and said in a deep voice: "I have arranged for the internal response. As long as we launch an attack, the mountain protection formation will help us at the critical moment. Next, we have to face Elder Xuanbing and his men. Their strength should not be underestimated, especially Elder Xuanbing. His cultivation has reached the late Nascent Soul stage and may even touch the threshold of the Spiritual Transformation stage."

Lin Fan frowned slightly when he heard this, but he did not waver, "No matter how strong he is, we must drive him out of Qingyun Sect today."