mtl008 Chapter 407: Dangerous Signs Surround
Chapter 407: Dangerous Signs Surround
The night grew darker, and the ink-thick darkness enveloped the entire sect. Only the defensive magic circle in front of the treasure house emitted a faint but firm light, like a lone boat swaying in the wind and waves, stubbornly resisting the invasion from the outside world. The vanguard troops of the Shadow Demons attacked more and more fiercely, wave after wave, without stopping. Every attack brought a violent force that could tear the world apart, and slammed into the magic circle fiercely.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen stood side by side. Their clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck to their bodies. Their hair was scattered messily on both sides of their cheeks, but they had no time to care. Yun Yao's face was pale, but her eyes still flashed with a resolute light. She danced with her hands quickly, forming complex and exquisite hand seals, and accurately inserted the defensive talismans into the magic circle. The moment the talismans were integrated into the magic circle, they burst into brilliant light and turned into indestructible barriers, temporarily strengthening the defense of the magic circle. However, the attacks of the demons were too fierce. After resisting for a moment, each barrier would be shaken by the black energy wave.
Chu Mochen held a long sword in his hand, his posture was as straight as a pine tree, and the cold light flashing on the sword was like the most dazzling cold star in the night sky. He stared at the edge of the magic circle, and whenever a demon shadow broke through the weak point, he would attack as fast as lightning. He flashed, bringing a sharp gust of wind, and swung the long sword in his hand with sword energy. The sword moves were extremely sharp. Wherever he went, the demon shadows were chopped into pieces and turned into wisps of black smoke and dissipated. But the number of demon shadows seemed endless. Just as one batch was eliminated, more emerged from the darkness and rushed towards the magic circle one after another.
As time passed mercilessly, the defensive magic circle became increasingly dim under the continuous and frantic attacks of the Phantom Demon Vanguard, like a candle that was about to run out of oil and could go out at any time. The demons seemed to be keenly aware of the weakness of the magic circle, and the rhythm of their attacks became more and more compact and fierce. They made sharp and piercing whistles, as if announcing that victory was coming. The sound was like a sharp blade, piercing Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's eardrums, shocking their hearts.
At this critical moment, one of the demonic figures, which was particularly large, quietly gathered strength in the darkness. The dark spiritual power surrounding it was so dense that it was almost materialized, like a black vortex, emitting a disgusting stench. The demonic figure aimed at a relatively weak spiritual power in the lower right corner of the magic circle, and suddenly exerted force, like a black cannonball falling from the sky, with a devastating momentum, and fiercely crashed into the magic circle.
There was a crisp "crack" sound, which was particularly harsh in the silent night sky, like the sound of a death knell. A shocking crack appeared on the surface of the magic circle, and spiritual power overflowed from the crack, flashing a strange light like broken glass.
Yun Yao was shocked when she saw this, and her face turned pale as paper. Her eyes widened instantly, and her pupils shrank sharply. She stared at the crack, and her mind was blank, with only one thought left: I must not let the magic circle collapse! Without any hesitation, she rushed over desperately, and the spiritual power in her body surged like a surging tide, and poured into the crack without reservation through her hands.
Yun Yao's hands were pressed tightly against the edge of the crack. The backlash of spiritual power on her palms was extremely painful, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing her, but she clenched her teeth and refused to say a word. Her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, which slid down her cheeks and dripped onto the ground, instantly evaporating into white mist. Her body was trembling slightly, not because of fear, but because the excessive output of spiritual power put a huge burden on her body. At this moment, she had only one belief in her heart: hold on, even at the cost of her life!
Chu Mochen also quickly realized the crisis here. He was extremely anxious. He turned his head and saw Yun Yao rushing towards the crack of the magic circle without hesitation. His heart suddenly tightened. Without thinking, he immediately used his body skills and rushed towards Yun Yao like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, he came to Yun Yao's side, stood shoulder to shoulder with her, and output his spiritual power without reservation, blending with Yun Yao's spiritual power, and injecting them into the cracks together, repairing the magic circle with all his strength.
However, how could the demons let go of this great opportunity so easily? They noticed that Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's spiritual power was temporarily dispersed, and part of it was used to repair the magic circle, weakening their defensive power. They immediately took the opportunity to launch a more violent attack like hungry wolves. The black energy wave swept in like a turbulent tsunami, instantly submerging Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.
Yun Yao felt a force as overwhelming as a tidal wave rushing towards her, and her body was violently blown away like a leaf in the wind. She drew an arc in the air and fell heavily to the ground, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, staining her pale lips red. Chu Mochen was not much better. Although he tried his best to stabilize his body, the violent energy still shook him back repeatedly, staggering, and his back hit a stone pillar heavily. The stone pillar suddenly cracked, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
But both of them knew that they must not fall down at this moment. Yun Yao endured the severe pain in her body, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with the back of her hand, supported herself on the ground with both hands, and stood up shakily. There was no retreat or fear in her eyes, but instead she was burning with a more blazing fighting spirit. Chu Mochen also struggled to stand up. He clenched his long sword, and the sword body hummed, as if responding to the master's determination. The two looked at each other, without words, they saw determination and determination in each other's eyes.
At this time, the demons had broken through part of the magic circle's defense and were rushing towards them like a tide. Yun Yao took a deep breath, quickly adjusted the chaotic spiritual power in her body, and quickly formed seals with her hands again. This time, she performed a mysterious spell that had never been shown to the public. A light flashed in front of her, and runes emerged one after another, intertwining with each other to form a huge spiritual power vortex. This vortex exuded a strong suction force, which sucked the approaching demons into it and strangled them instantly.
Chu Mochen saw this, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He knew that Yun Yao had stimulated her potential in a desperate situation. He did not dare to slack off, and took advantage of the moment of respite that Yun Yao had won for him, and swung his long sword, unleashing a set of extremely sharp sword techniques. Wherever the sword moves, the space seemed to be torn apart, and the black demon shadows dissipated under his sword. For a moment, he actually cut a bloody path through the demon shadows.
However, there were too many demonic shadows to kill. They kept coming from all directions and surrounded Yun Yao and Chu Mochen again. The two of them had consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and their bodies were already covered with wounds and exhausted. Every time they attacked, it became more and more difficult, and their movements gradually slowed down.
At this critical moment of life and death, Yun Yao suddenly remembered the system. She called out anxiously in her heart: "System, think of a solution quickly, we can't hold on any longer!" The cold electronic voice of the system sounded in her mind: "Host, your current critical condition has been detected, and the emergency rescue mode is now activated. However, this mode consumes a lot of energy and may bring some unknown effects in the future. Do you confirm to activate it?" Yun Yao shouted without hesitation: "Activate it! As long as we can survive this crisis, I am willing to bear any consequences!"
Instantly, a mysterious and powerful force surged out of Yun Yao's body, and a layer of golden light appeared around her. Wherever the light went, the demons avoided it. This power not only strengthened her attack, but also restored her spiritual power to a certain extent. Yun Yao was refreshed, and she looked at Chu Mochen. The two fought side by side again and launched a final charge towards the demon group.
Chu Mochen felt the changes coming from Yun Yao, and he was also happy. He knew that Yun Yao must have had some kind of adventure, so he didn't think about it anymore, and followed Yun Yao closely, fully cooperating with her attack. The two supported and covered each other, and in this dangerous battlefield, they stubbornly resisted the attack of the demon shadow, making the final struggle for the survival of the sect. Their figures seemed so small in the interweaving of darkness and light, but so firm, as if they were two stars that would never go out, blooming their own light in despair.
At this time, other disciples in the sect also noticed the tragic situation in the treasury. They were anxious and wanted to come to support. However, the demons were wreaking havoc in the sect and set up many obstacles, making the disciples' path forward difficult. Despite this, they still did not give up, and tried every means to move forward towards the treasury, hoping to help Yun Yao and Chu Mochen at the critical moment and jointly protect the last light of hope for the sect.