ebookland Chapter 453 Secret Realm Trap
Chapter 453 Secret Realm Trap
At dawn, the soft light penetrated the thin clouds and fell on the majestic and magnificent buildings of the sect, giving them a sacred golden edge. Today was the day when the much-anticipated secret realm of the sect was opened, and the entire sect was immersed in a tense and excited atmosphere. The disciples, dressed in uniform, walked quickly towards the entrance of the secret realm in groups of two or three. Their faces were either filled with eager anticipation or a little nervousness. Various emotions intertwined, filling the air with a restless atmosphere.
Yun Yao stood in front of her residence, wearing a white dress whiter than snow, fluttering gently in the wind. Her long black hair was simply tied up with a ribbon, which made her look more graceful and elegant. Her eyes were like clear autumn water, with agility and intelligence in the flowing light. At this moment, she was quietly staring at the ancient magic weapon obtained from the system in her hand. This magic weapon was shaped like an ancient bronze mirror, with intricate and mysterious patterns carved on the mirror body. Those patterns seemed to contain endless mysteries of heaven and earth. Under the reflection of the dim light, it emitted a faint light, as if telling the vicissitudes of life it had witnessed. Yun Yao gently stroked the edge of the mirror, thinking to herself: Today, I will use you as bait to lure Liu Yan'er into the trap and completely expose the conspiracy behind her.
At the same time, in another corner of the sect, Liu Yan'er was dressing herself up carefully. She was wearing a gorgeous purple Luo skirt, which was embroidered with seductive flowers outlined by gold thread. She had a jade belt inlaid with rubies tied around her waist, which made her waist look slender and her figure graceful. Her makeup was exquisite and gorgeous, her eyebrows were like distant black, and her lips were like cherries, but her beautiful eyes were full of sinisterness and viciousness. While she was adjusting her hair accessories in front of the bronze mirror, she raised a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and secretly calculated in her heart: Today's secret realm is opened, and it is the time when Yun Yao, that bitch, will die. As long as she is dealt with, who in this sect can compete with me, and Chu Mochen will sooner or later fall at my feet.
When everyone gathered at the entrance of the secret realm, the elder who was responsible for guarding the secret realm walked forward solemnly, pinching the magic formula in his hands and muttering something. With a flash of dazzling light, a stone door exuding a mysterious atmosphere slowly opened, and the door was filled with mist, as if it led to another mysterious world. The disciples could not contain their excitement and entered one after another.
Yun Yao deliberately fell behind a few steps, and when the crowd was bustling, she pretended to casually show the ancient magic weapon in her hand. As soon as the magic weapon appeared, the ancient aura and mysterious light attracted the attention of many disciples around, and exclamations came one after another. Yun Yao caught a glimpse of the greed and viciousness that flashed in Liu Yan'er's eyes, and sneered in her heart: the fish has taken the bait.
After entering the secret realm, everyone dispersed and each sought their own opportunities. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen pretended to move forward, but in fact they were secretly keeping an eye on the movements of Liu Yan'er and her group. They came to a deep canyon, surrounded by rugged rocks, with vines entwined on the cliffs, and a faint mist filling the valley, making it eerie and quiet. Yun Yao's heart was filled with alarm bells, and she whispered to Chu Mochen, "Be careful, there may be an ambush here." Chu Mochen nodded slightly, holding the long sword tightly in his hand, with spiritual power flowing faintly through the sword, emitting a biting cold air.
Suddenly, a sinister laugh echoed in the canyon, and Liu Yan'er led a group of demon cultivators out of the thick fog. She stood on a huge rock, looking down at Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, with a smug look on her face: "Yun Yao, today is the day you die, and this secret realm is where you will be buried." After that, she waved her hand, and the demon cultivators quickly dispersed and surrounded Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.
Then, the demon cultivators chanted something and formed seals with their hands quickly. In an instant, the demonic energy at the bottom of the valley surged wildly and condensed into ferocious beasts in the air. These beasts had different shapes, some were like giant pythons, with scales flashing with dark light and spewing black flames from their mouths; some were like huge eagles, with wings spread out to cover the sky, claws like hooks, cutting through the air and making sharp whistles; and some were like tigers, with fangs exposed, and roaring so loudly that the valley trembled slightly.
Seeing this, Chu Mochen stepped forward without hesitation. He was as agile as a pine tree. He swung the long sword in his hand, and a sharp sword energy slashed at the most ferocious demon python beast like a rainbow piercing the sun. Wherever the sword energy went, the air was torn apart, making a "sizzling" sound. The demon python felt threatened and twisted its huge body in an attempt to dodge, but it was still cut in the neck by the sword energy. Black blood gushed out and spilled all over the ground, emitting a pungent stench. It roared in pain and swung its tail wildly, sweeping towards Chu Mochen.
Yun Yao, while Chu Mochen was restraining some of the strange beasts, quickly closed her eyes, mobilized the spiritual power in her body, and injected the spiritual power into her eyes. In an instant, her eyes glowed with a strange light, as if she could see through all the flaws of the magic array. She was as agile as a ghost, shuttling between the attacks of the strange beasts, changing her finger techniques, constantly shooting out rays of spiritual light, searching for the center of the array.
Seeing Yun Yao was so difficult to deal with, the demon cultivators looked at each other and increased their magic output. More beasts were continuously generated, and the offensive became more and more fierce. Yun Yao dodged a swooping attack from a demon eagle and dodged to the side. The demon eagle's claws almost scratched her cheek. But she was not at all flustered. Her eyes were fixed on a black boulder emitting a strange light deep in the canyon. She thought to herself: That must be the center of the formation.
However, it was not easy to get close to the center of the formation. The demon cultivators seemed to have sensed her intention and controlled the beasts to block her. Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She knew that if she did not break the formation quickly, the demonic energy would burst out completely, and the entire secret realm and even the sect would be doomed. At this time, Chu Mochen was also in a hard fight. Although he fought hard to kill several beasts, he also had several wounds on his body, and his clothes were stained with blood.
Yun Yao gritted her teeth and decided to take a chance. She took out a few precious defensive talismans from her storage ring and threw them at the surrounding beasts. The talismans instantly turned into golden light curtains, temporarily blocking the beasts' attacks. Taking advantage of this gap, she rushed to the center of the formation like an arrow. Seeing this, the demon cultivators were horrified and frantically drove the beasts back to defend. A demon tiger pounced on Yun Yao with its fangs and claws bared. Yun Yao dodged sideways and slapped with her backhand. The spiritual power in her palm burst out and pushed the demon tiger back several steps.
Finally, she approached the center of the formation. Yun Yao gathered all her spiritual power in her palm without hesitation and slapped the black boulder fiercely. With a loud bang, cracks appeared on the surface of the boulder, and the light flickered. The magic cultivators cried out in surprise. The center of the formation was damaged, and the power of the magic formation was instantly weakened.
At this time, Chu Mochen also got rid of some of the beasts and rushed to Yun Yao. The two stood back to back, panting, with wounds on their bodies, but their eyes were full of determination and resoluteness. They looked at each other and shouted in unison: "Kill!" Then, the two of them rushed down the mountain like tigers, waving their swords tightly and killing the demon cultivators and the remaining beasts. Every sword they swung was filled with their anger and unyielding spirit power, shining with light.
With their desperate fight, the demon cultivators gradually lost and suffered heavy casualties. Seeing the bad situation, Liu Yan'er's face turned pale. She glared at Yun Yao and Chu Mochen fiercely and said with gritted teeth: "Just you wait!" After that, she fled away in a panic with a few trusted men.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen looked at the direction where Liu Yan'er fled, but did not chase her immediately. They knew that the most urgent task was to stabilize the situation in the secret realm and prevent the further spread of the evil spirit. The two supported each other and began to use their spiritual power to purify the remaining evil spirit and ensure that this mysterious secret realm would no longer be disturbed by evil forces. After everything settled, they dragged their tired bodies towards the exit of the secret realm, ready to face the more severe challenges that followed.