The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

The battlefield after the war was dead silent. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled feebly on the devastated land, coating the blood and broken limbs on the ground with a strange orange-red. The disciples dragged their exhausted bodies and moved slowly in the ruins. Their eyes were empty and full of sadness, and every step seemed to carry a heavy weight.

Lin Feng stood blankly in the center of the battlefield, looking at the tragic scene around him, and his heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of arrows. The land under his feet was soaked in blood, and the sticky touch made his heart heavier. Most of the brothers who were once familiar with him have now become cold corpses. Their faces still have the determination and unyieldingness during the battle, but they can no longer open their eyes to see the world.

"Lin Feng, we have to start cleaning up." Xiaoyan's voice sounded in his ears, with endless fatigue and sadness.

Lin Feng slowly turned his head, looked at Xiaoyan's face covered with dust and blood, and nodded. He took a deep breath and tried to cheer himself up: "Everyone listen, first carry the bodies of the brothers back to the sect and bury them properly."

The disciples moved silently, no one spoke, only heavy footsteps and occasional sobs. They carefully lifted the bodies, as if they were holding the most precious treasures in the world.

Back to the sect, the atmosphere was even more heavy and depressing. The mourning hall was full of corpses, and the white curtains fluttered in the wind, as if mourning for the lost lives. Lin Feng personally arranged the remains of each of his brothers, his hands trembling, and tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

"It's all my fault. If I could be stronger, if I could foresee all this in advance..." Lin Feng murmured to himself.

Xiaoyan walked to his side and gently held his hand: "Lin Feng, this is not your fault. Everyone is fighting for the sect and for justice."

The funeral was solemn and solemn, and the sect was immersed in deep grief. Everyone secretly vowed in their hearts that they must make the sect rise again and make the enemy pay the price.

After the funeral, Lin Feng and the headmaster sat in the meeting hall to discuss the future of the sect.

"Headmaster, we must rebuild the fortifications as soon as possible to prevent the enemy from attacking again." Lin Feng's voice was hoarse and firm.

The headmaster nodded: "You are right, Lin Feng. But in this battle, we suffered heavy losses and there are few resources left."

Lin Feng frowned: "Headmaster, I will lead the disciples to the nearby mountains to find resources, and at the same time strengthen training to improve everyone's strength."

The headmaster looked at Lin Feng with trust and expectation in his eyes: "Okay, Lin Feng, the future of the sect depends on you."

In the following days, Lin Feng seemed to have become a tireless machine. During the day, he led his disciples deep into the mountains, looking for precious minerals and herbs, and fighting ferocious monsters; at night, he guided his disciples to practice in the martial arts field, and taught his experience and skills in battle.

In the process of rebuilding fortifications, Lin Feng did it himself. He carefully studied the terrain of the sect and the loopholes in the previous battle, redesigned the defense formation, and increased the number of watchtowers and traps. He personally checked the placement of each stone and the drawing of each rune to ensure that there was no mistake.

Xiaoyan was not idle either. She was responsible for taking care of the injured disciples and organizing the logistics work within the sect to ensure that everyone's food, clothing, housing and transportation were properly arranged. Under her careful care, the injured disciples gradually recovered and re-entered the construction of the sect.

After months of hard work, the sect's fortifications were finally rebuilt, and the strength of the disciples was significantly improved. However, just when they had just breathed a sigh of relief, a new crisis quietly arrived.

One day, a disciple who was out on a mission hurried back to the sect, his face pale and his eyes full of fear.

"Brother Lin Feng, it's bad! In a valley not far from us, a mysterious force is gathering. It seems that a new enemy is secretly planning something."

Lin Feng's heart tightened: "Tell me in detail."

The disciple took a breath: "I passed by that valley on my way to perform a mission. It was originally quiet there, but suddenly I felt a strong evil breath, and there were strange sounds and lights in the valley. I didn't dare to get close, so I hurried back to report."

Lin Feng immediately informed the headmaster of the matter, and the headmaster summoned everyone to discuss in the meeting hall.

"We don't know the source of this mysterious force, nor do we know their purpose, but we must prepare for the worst." The headmaster sat in the first seat with a solemn expression.

Lin Feng stood up: "Master, I am willing to lead a team of disciples to investigate."

An elder said: "Lin Feng, this trip is full of dangers, you must think twice."

Lin Feng said firmly: "Elder, I have made up my mind. If we don't find out the details of this force, we will always be passive."

The master pondered for a moment and nodded: "Okay, but we must act carefully. Select some elite disciples and bring enough magic weapons and elixirs."

Lin Feng selected more than a dozen powerful and experienced disciples, and headed towards the valley after preparation. Along the way, everyone remained highly vigilant, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

When they approached the valley, they found that there was a layer of strange fog at the entrance of the valley, so thick that people could not see the situation inside.

"Everyone be careful, this fog may be poisonous." Lin Feng reminded.

The disciples took the detoxification pills and walked into the valley carefully.

The valley was silent, with only a few strange bird calls coming from time to time, which made people shudder. They walked along the winding path, taking every step carefully, for fear of disturbing something.

Suddenly, a low roar came from the front, as if from the devil of hell.

Lin Feng signaled his disciples to stop and quietly went forward to check. A huge monster appeared in front of him. It was as big as a mountain, covered with spikes, with red eyes and black flames spewing from its mouth.

Lin Feng was shocked. He had never seen such a terrible monster. But there was no way out at this time. He turned around and signaled to his disciples to prepare for battle.

"Everyone listen to my command and don't lose your footing." Lin Feng said loudly.

The disciples performed their spells and martial arts one after another. For a while, the light flashed and the sword energy was everywhere.

The monster felt threatened and rushed towards them. Lin Feng flashed and avoided the monster's attack. At the same time, the long sword in his hand stabbed the monster's eyes. The monster roared in pain, waving its huge claws and slapping Lin Feng.

Seeing this, a disciple quickly cast a shield spell to block Lin Feng. But the monster was too powerful, the shield was broken in an instant, and the disciple was also blown away.

"Everyone, come together!" Lin Feng shouted.

The disciples surrounded the monster one after another, and various spells and weapons fell on the monster. But the monster's skin was as hard as iron, and most attacks could not cause substantial damage to it.

While fighting, Lin Feng observed the monster's weaknesses. He found that the monster's abdomen was relatively soft, so he shouted loudly: "Attack its abdomen!"

Hearing this, the disciples changed the direction of attack. The monster was exhausted and gradually revealed its flaws.

Lin Feng saw the opportunity and cast his strongest swordsmanship. A sharp sword energy pierced the monster's abdomen. The monster screamed and fell to the ground. After struggling for a few times, it stopped moving.

"Finally solved." Lin Feng breathed a sigh of relief.

But before they could celebrate, more roars came from the depths of the valley.

"Oh no, there are more monsters!" a disciple exclaimed.

Lin Feng's face was solemn: "Everyone be careful and prepare for a new battle."

Can they overcome this wave of crises? What fate will the sect face? Everything is still unknown...