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

The thunderous news brought by Lin Feng swept through the entire sect like a gust of cold wind, making every corner immersed in tension and anxiety. The head of the sect responded quickly and immediately summoned everyone to hold an urgent and solemn meeting in the conference hall to discuss strategies to deal with the upcoming huge threat.

In the conference hall, the atmosphere was so depressing that it was almost suffocating. The head of the sect sat in the first seat, his originally kind and gentle face was now full of seriousness and worry, and his eyes swept over everyone present. He coughed lightly, breaking the silence in the hall, "This time the evil forces are coming fiercely, and their scale and strength are far beyond our imagination. We must be fully prepared to have a glimmer of hope."

Lin Feng stood up first, his eyes were firm and sharp, as if burning with a blazing fire. "Master, in my opinion, we need to strengthen the fortifications of the sect. At various key locations of the sect, such as city gates, mountain passes, and important roads, we need to set up more powerful traps and formations. These traps should not only have common spikes and deep pits, but also some mechanisms that can trigger powerful spell attacks. In terms of formations, we need to combine the unique spell heritage of our sect to build a multi-layer defense system, so that once the enemy enters, it will be like being trapped in a quagmire and difficult to escape." As he spoke, he drew a simple layout diagram on the ground with branches and explained his ideas in detail.

Su Yao then said: "Master, medical support is also crucial. I will lead the disciples to prepare sufficient pills and healing medicines day and night. Not only must we ensure that the quantity is sufficient, but we must also prepare special medicines for various possible injuries and spell damage. At the same time, we will organize a group of disciples who are proficient in healing spells to provide timely and effective treatment for injured fellow disciples at any time during the battle." Her voice was crisp and decisive, although a little tired, but full of determination.

The elders also expressed their opinions and suggestions. One elder suggested: "We need to strengthen the patrol team and increase the frequency and scope of patrols. We need to monitor not only the perimeter of the sect, but also the possible routes of the enemy, discover the enemy's movements in advance, and buy us more time to prepare." Another elder said: "Considering the cruelty of the battle, we should evacuate the old and young and non-combatants in the sect in advance and place them in a safe place to avoid being affected by the war." Another elder suggested: "Concentrate our resources to equip the core combat disciples with the best weapons and protective gear to enhance their survival and combat capabilities on the battlefield."

Everyone expressed their opinions, and the discussion was heated and in-depth. The head listened carefully to everyone's speech, nodding his head from time to time to show his agreement, or raising some questions and supplements. After several hours of intense discussion, a comprehensive and detailed preparation plan was finally formed.

After the meeting, the sect immediately plunged into the intense and busy preparation work. Under the command of Lin Feng, the craftsmen worked day and night to reinforce and transform the city wall. They moved huge stones to build higher and thicker walls; set up arrow slits and watchtowers on the top of the walls to better observe the movements of the enemy; dug deep trenches at the foot of the walls, filled with sharp bamboo sticks and barbs.

Lin Feng personally supervised the construction of fortifications. He was strict with every detail and did not allow any mistakes. "The trap here needs to be deeper, at least five feet, to cause greater damage to the enemy! And here, the magic runes are not accurate enough, redraw them!" His voice echoed in the construction site, stern and passionate. The craftsmen did not dare to neglect his requirements. Although they were exhausted, they still went all out.

Su Yao was busy in the pharmacy. All kinds of precious herbs turned into bottles of pills with different effects in her hands like magic. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, but she didn't bother to wipe it off. "Everyone, hurry up, we don't have much time! We need to refine more of this batch of hemostatic pills, and the formula of the detoxification pills needs to be adjusted to enhance the efficacy." She skillfully operated the alchemy furnace while constantly instructing the disciples around her.

At the same time, intelligence continued to come from all directions. The spies risked their lives, lurking near the enemy, and brought back valuable information for the sect. According to the latest spy report, the evil forces this time are not only numerous, far exceeding the scale of the last time, but also equipped with powerful new weapons and spells. These weapons emit a strange light, and the fluctuations of the spells are unprecedented. Obviously, they have been carefully prepared and developed.

"This will be an unprecedented fierce battle." Lin Feng looked at the intelligence in his hand and thought secretly in his heart. He knew that the enemy this time was stronger and more cunning than any previous time, but he had no fear in his heart, only firm determination and courage.

In order to boost morale, the head decided to hold a pre-war mobilization meeting. On a sunny morning, all the disciples and disciples gathered in the square of the sect. The headmaster stood on the high platform, wearing gorgeous headmaster clothing, with a solemn and majestic expression. He looked at the faces below that were full of expectation and tension, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"My fellow disciples, we are about to face a severe test. The evil forces are trying to destroy our homes and trample on our dignity. However, we are the guardians of justice and the pride of the sect! We will never retreat and never surrender!" The headmaster's voice was loud and firm, like a huge bell, echoing in the square. Every word was full of power, hitting the hearts of the disciples.

The disciples shouted in unison: "Defend the sect, fight to the death!" Their voices were deafening and soared into the sky. The firm shouts contained loyalty to the sect, pursuit of justice, and anger at the enemy.

Lin Feng also walked onto the platform, exuding a fearless aura. "Brothers and sisters, we have overcome countless difficulties and challenges together. We have experienced ups and downs and never gave up our beliefs and ideals. This time is no exception! As long as we are united and united, nothing can defeat us! We will use our swords and magic to defend our honor and protect our loved ones!" His words were passionate and generous, making the disciples in the audience excited.

There was warm applause and shouts from the audience. Some disciples clenched their fists, with a firm light in their eyes; some disciples secretly vowed to fight bravely in battle and win glory for the sect.

In the following days, everyone in the sect was making final preparations for the upcoming decisive battle. In the martial arts training ground, the disciples practiced spells and martial arts assiduously. Some disciples repeatedly practiced their unique skills, releasing spells again and again, striving to exert the greatest power in the battle in an instant; others exchanged ideas with their companions, simulated actual combat scenes, and improved their adaptability and combat skills.

A young disciple, Li Ming, was concentrating on practicing swordsmanship. His swordsmanship was sharp and precise, and every swing of the sword was accompanied by a whirring sound of wind. Sweat soaked his clothes, but he had no intention of stopping. "I must become stronger, to protect my fellow apprentices and for the glory of the sect!" He swore secretly in his heart.

Another disciple, Zhang Hua, who was good at spells, was casting spells on a huge stone. He was muttering something in his mouth, and the staff in his hand was flashing with light. A powerful flame spurted out of the staff, instantly turning the stone into ashes. "It's not enough, I can be stronger!" He panted and continued to practice.

One night, the bright moon was hanging high, shedding a cold light. Lin Feng sat alone on the city wall, looking at the dark mountains in the distance, with a lot of thoughts in his mind. He was thinking about the upcoming battle, the future of the sect, and every possible variable and countermeasure.

Su Yao came over gently, and her footsteps were particularly clear in the silent night. She didn't speak, but just sat quietly beside Lin Feng, as if her existence itself was a comfort.

"What are you thinking about?" After a while, Su Yao broke the silence, her voice was gentle and concerned.

Lin Feng sighed, his eyes still looking into the distance. "I wonder how many sacrifices there will be in this battle, and whether we can really defend this place. I'm worried that our efforts will not be able to withstand the enemy's powerful offensive in the end." His voice was full of worry and uneasiness.

Su Yao held Lin Feng's hand, her hand was warm and soft. "No matter what the result is, we have tried our best. We fight for justice and for everything we cherish. As long as everyone is united and connected, there is hope. I believe we can create miracles." Her voice was full of firmness and trust.

Lin Feng turned his head and looked at Su Yao's bright and determined eyes, and the haze in his heart gradually dissipated. He nodded, "You are right, we can't give up hope. We must fight to the last moment for the sect and our loved ones." His eyes rekindled his fighting spirit, a spirit of never giving up.

The day of the decisive battle is getting closer and closer, and the atmosphere in the sect is getting more and more tense. Everyone is silently preparing, waiting for that moment to come. They know that this will be a battle that determines the survival of the sect, and it is also a battle that tests their courage and faith. But they are fearless, because their hearts are full of justice and love, and full of hope for the future...