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

The day of the decisive battle was like a heavy dark cloud, weighing heavily on everyone's heart. The sky was gloomy, as if covered by a huge gray curtain, without a trace of light. The cold wind blew, bringing a biting chill, as if mourning for the tragic battle that was about to break out.

Lin Feng stood on the wall of the sect early, his posture was as straight as a pine, but his eyes were extremely solemn. He tightly grasped the long sword in his hand, and his knuckles turned white because of the force. Looking at the evil army approaching in the distance, his heartbeat was like a rapid drumbeat, each beat was full of deep tension and determination. The dark mass was like a surging black tide, boundless, and wave after wave came. Their footsteps and shouts mixed together, forming a chilling sound wave, as if to swallow up the whole world.

"Prepare for battle!" Lin Feng shouted with all his strength. His voice was like a thunder, exploding in the silent sect and instantly spreading to every corner.

The disciples in the sect had already been ready for battle. Hearing Lin Feng's call, they tightened their weapons, their eyes were firm and fearless, like a group of tigers about to pounce on their prey. Their clothes fluttered in the wind, but no one backed down. Everyone was ready to sacrifice themselves for the sect and justice.

Su Yao stood quietly beside Lin Feng. Her face was slightly pale, but her eyes were shining with a firm light. The staff in her hand emitted a faint light, like a star in the dark. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nervous mood.

The vanguard of the evil forces soon arrived at the gate of the sect. Without any hesitation, they launched a violent attack like a hungry wolf. Various powerful and strange spells hit the sect's fortifications like meteors. For a moment, flames shot up into the sky, dust flew, and the originally peaceful sect instantly fell into chaos and terror.

"Start the defensive formation!" Lin Feng ordered decisively, without a trace of trembling in his voice.

Following his order, the defensive formation around the sect lit up instantly, and mysterious runes shone with brilliant light, forming a transparent and solid shield to block those fierce attacks outside. But the enemy's attack was extremely fierce, like countless heavy hammers constantly hitting this shield. The shield kept flashing with light and making a "sizzling" sound, as if it would break at any time.

The disciples of the sect were not to be outdone. They used the spells and martial arts they had learned and launched a resolute counterattack against the enemy. For a moment, the spells on the battlefield intertwined like gorgeous fireworks. Flames, frost, thunder and lightning, and strong winds, the power of various elements collided and intertwined in the air, making a deafening roar. Shouts, roars, and screams came one after another, making people feel as if they were in the furnace of hell.

Lin Feng led the way, his figure was like a flash of lightning, jumping off the city wall and rushing into the enemy camp without hesitation. His sword skills were extremely sharp, and every time he swung his sword, he carried an indomitable momentum. The sword body flashed with cold light, drawing beautiful and deadly arcs in the air. Every sword could accurately pierce the enemy's vital points, taking away an enemy's life, and blood splashed everywhere, staining his clothes red.

Su Yao was concentrating on providing magic support for him and other disciples on the city wall. She was muttering something in her mouth, and the magic staff in her hand was constantly waving. A series of healing lights fell like warm sunshine, falling on the injured disciples, instantly healing their wounds and restoring their physical strength. At the same time, the enhancement spells were constantly added to the disciples, enhancing their strength, speed and defense.

In the fierce battle, a young disciple was accidentally hit by the enemy's spell due to his lack of experience. He screamed and fell to the ground, struggling in pain. Lin Feng was keenly aware of this situation. He turned around without hesitation and rushed over like a whirlwind. The sword in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, instantly killing the enemies who besieged the disciple. Then, he carried the injured disciple on his shoulders and dragged him back to a safe area with difficulty.

"Hold on! We will definitely win!" Lin Feng encouraged the disciples around him loudly, his voice full of strength and faith.

As the battle continued, both sides paid a heavy price, with a large number of casualties. The sect's fortifications gradually showed damage and cracks under the enemy's continuous and fierce attacks. The stones of the city wall began to collapse, and the arrow tower also ignited a raging fire. The situation became more and more critical, as if an invisible net tightly strangled everyone's throat.

At this moment, a group of powerful magic masters in black robes and gloomy faces appeared among the enemies. Their eyes flashed with strange light, and they chanted in their mouths, and joined together to cast a powerful dark spell. A huge black light, like a demon's claw, fiercely grabbed the sect's defensive formation. With a loud bang, the defensive formation was instantly broken, and the once indestructible shield turned into countless fragments.

"Not good!" Lin Feng's heart tightened, and a chill rose from the soles of his feet.

But he had no intention of retreating, instead, his eyes ignited with a stronger fighting spirit. He shouted: "Follow me!" and led a group of core disciples, rushing towards those magic masters like an arrow from a string. In the fierce confrontation, Lin Feng discovered the flaws in the enemy's magic with his keen combat intuition and rich experience. He shouted, gathered all his strength on the long sword in his hand, and concentrated all his strength to launch a fatal blow.

This blow was like a bright meteor, crossing the dark sky. The powerful sword energy instantly tore through the enemy's magic, disrupted their rhythm, and won a precious breathing opportunity for the sect.

The head of the sect also joined the battle at this time. He had been sitting in the center of the sect, observing the changes in the battle situation. Seeing that the defensive formation was broken, he knew that the critical moment had arrived. The head of the sect flew up, like an immortal descending to the earth, and displayed the sect's unique skills. He danced with his hands, chanted ancient spells, and an extremely powerful magic power burst out from him. This force was like a surging torrent, instantly repelling a large number of enemies and relieving great pressure on the disciples.

"Come on, everyone, we can't lose! The honor and future of the sect are in our hands!" The voice of the headmaster was full of power and majesty, like a huge bell, echoing in the hearts of every disciple.

Encouraged by the headmaster, the morale of the disciples was greatly boosted, and the spark of hope was rekindled in their eyes. The battle became more intense, and everyone exerted their greatest potential and fought a desperate battle with the enemy.

However, the number of enemies was too large, and they came in like a tide. Although the disciples of the sect were brave and fearless, the long battle and huge casualties made them gradually feel powerless. Their movements began to slow down, and the power of the spells gradually weakened.

Su Yao stood on the city wall, looking at the increasingly unfavorable situation on the battlefield, and was extremely anxious. She knew that if extreme measures were not taken, the sect would probably be wiped out. She gritted her teeth and made a difficult decision.

"Lin Feng, no matter what, we must hold on!" Su Yao shouted to Lin Feng, with a hint of determination in her voice.

Then, regardless of everyone's obstruction, she began to chant an ancient and taboo spell. This spell is extremely powerful, but it will cause great harm to the user's body and may even endanger his life. But at this moment, Su Yao can no longer care about so much. She has only one belief in her heart, that is, to save the sect.

As she chanted, powerful spell power burst out from her body. This power swept around like a storm. The surrounding enemies were blown away by this powerful force, like fallen leaves drifting in the wind. This sudden counterattack relieved the great pressure on the disciples of the sect and gave them a chance to breathe.

But Su Yao was also severely injured by the backlash of the spell. She vomited blood, her face was as pale as paper, her body was shaky, and finally fell to the ground, unconscious.

"Su Yao!" Lin Feng saw this scene, and his heart was filled with anger and sadness. His eyes instantly turned red, like an angry lion. He attacked the enemies around him frantically, and every sword was filled with endless anger and grief, as if he wanted to vent all his anger.

Just when the sect was in a desperate situation, a shout of killing suddenly came from a distance. It turned out that the reinforcements from the friendly sect had finally arrived. They were like a stream of fresh blood, injected into this almost desperate battle. The disciples of the friendly sect launched a fierce attack from the enemy's rear, instantly disrupting the enemy's position.

When Lin Feng saw the reinforcements coming, the flame of hope rekindled in his heart.

"Kill!" He led the disciples to launch the final charge, his voice full of determination and courage.

With the help of the friendly reinforcements, the sect gradually gained the upper hand. The enemy began to panic and become confused, their attacks became disorganized, and the defense line began to collapse.

After a fierce battle, the evil forces finally couldn't bear the pressure and began to collapse. They fled like dogs that had lost their homes, leaving only corpses and broken weapons on the ground.

Lin Feng did not order a pursuit, as he knew that the disciples of the sect were exhausted and needed rest and treatment. He asked the disciples to quickly clean up the battlefield and rescue the wounded.

When everything was over, Lin Feng sat on the ground tiredly, gasping for breath. He looked at the battlefield full of wounds, feeling a lot of emotion in his heart. Countless corpses lay on the ground in all directions, and the blood dyed the earth red, like a tragic painting.

Although the battle was won, the sect also paid a heavy price. Many familiar faces disappeared forever, and the once lively sect became dead silent. Lin Feng knew that the road ahead was still long, and they still needed to work hard and struggle continuously to rebuild the glory of the sect and let justice last forever...