The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 294: Prepare for War Together

The glimmer of morning light had just penetrated the quiet sect, and the usual noisy sounds of the disciples practicing in the morning were replaced by a layer of heavy oppression. The mysterious dark power was like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, quietly spreading around the sect. Wherever it passed, the cold air lingered for a long time, as if casting an ominous haze over this once peaceful place for cultivating immortals.

Yun Yao was sleepless again last night. She sat alone in front of the window, the moonlight shining on her slightly haggard face, reflecting the loneliness and sadness in her eyes. Since she and Chu Mochen had a rift, her heart seemed to be torn into countless pieces, and every breath was painful. The warm scenes of practicing and discussing skills together in the past flashed in her mind like a revolving lantern, but now, there was only bitterness in her heart. She stroked the window frame gently, and the coolness from her fingertips seemed to penetrate into her heart and linger for a long time.

"Forget it, since this is the case, let's put this love affair behind us." Yun Yao whispered softly, as if to cheer herself up. She knew very well that as a member of the sect, in this critical moment of survival, the responsibility was heavier than Mount Tai. Even if her heart was scarred, she had to cheer up and contribute her strength to protecting this land that carried countless memories and dreams.

The master's summons exploded like thunder in the sky above the sect. Yun Yao flashed, quickly put on her clothes, and ran towards the meeting room. Along the way, she saw many disciples looking panicked, their eyes full of fear and anxiety. The low-level disciples gathered in groups of two or three, whispering about the strange events that had happened recently. Those fellow disciples who had disappeared inexplicably seemed to be the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, which could fall at any time and cut off their last hope for peace.

Stepping into the meeting room, Yun Yao instantly felt a heavy atmosphere coming towards her. The lights in the room were bright, and the head of the sect sat at the first seat. His usually amiable face was now filled with gloom. He looked deeply at the disciples below, and the whisk in his hand trembled slightly, revealing his inner anxiety. The elders stood on both sides, looking serious, and whispered about countermeasures. The occasional whispers were also full of worry about the safety of the sect.

Yun Yao's eyes subconsciously searched for Chu Mochen's figure, and finally, on the other side of the crowd, she saw the familiar yet unfamiliar tall figure. Chu Mochen was dressed in black, with sword-like eyebrows tightly knitted, and his deep eyes were cold, as if he was isolated from the surrounding noise and formed a world of his own. But the slightly whitened knuckles revealed that his heart was not as calm as it seemed on the surface. The two people's eyes met in the air, and for a moment, time seemed to stand still. The tenderness and sweetness of the past, the grievances and misunderstandings of recent days, and all kinds of emotions surged into their hearts like a tide. But in just a moment, they quickly looked away again, as if the moment of staring at each other burned each other, and an awkward and solemn atmosphere spread between the two, as if an invisible barrier completely blocked their former intimacy.

The head of the sect coughed lightly, breaking the slightly oppressive silence in the hall. He slowly stood up, looked around the room, and said in a low and powerful voice: "My fellow disciples, today our sect is facing an unprecedented crisis. A mysterious dark force has quietly attacked us, causing many of our low-level disciples to disappear inexplicably, and patrolling disciples have also been frequently attacked by strange attacks. This dark force is coming with great force, and if it is not contained in time, the foundation of our sect that has been built for hundreds of years may be destroyed."

After he finished speaking, the sect leader's gaze fell on Yun Yao and he nodded slightly, as if he had high hopes for her: "Yun Yao, you have been practicing diligently recently and have had many adventures. This sect leader knows that your strength has improved rapidly. In this operation, you need to work together with your senior brothers and sisters to explore the source of the dark power. You must not take it lightly." Upon hearing this, Yun Yao stepped forward and saluted respectfully: "Master, rest assured, I will do my best and live up to your trust." Her voice was crisp and firm. Although she was a little tired, it revealed her unquestionable determination.

Then, the Sect Master looked at Chu Mochen again, his eyes full of trust and expectation: "Chu Mochen, you have a high level of cultivation and rich practical experience. This time you will lead another group of disciples to guard the vital points of the sect. You must ensure that nothing goes wrong. The safety of the sect depends on you. I hope you will put aside your past grudges, work together and overcome the difficulties together." Chu Mochen saluted with his fists and said loudly: "Sect Master, your words are sincere. I will put the sect first, even if it means my death." His words were loud and clear, echoing in the conference room, causing a surge of lofty sentiments in everyone's hearts.

The groups were set, and the disciples acted quickly. Yun Yao followed the brothers and sisters in the same group to the back mountain of the sect, which was one of the areas where the dark forces were most active in recent days. Along the way, everyone looked solemn, holding their magic weapons tightly in their hands, and watching every move around them vigilantly. The breeze blew, and the leaves rustled. The usually pleasant sound seemed to hide endless dangers at this moment, which made people tremble with fear.

Yun Yao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She quietly turned on the auxiliary function of the system. In an instant, the world in front of her seemed to become clear. The faint dark aura in the air was detected by the system. She frowned slightly, and with the system's keen perception, she noticed that the fluctuations of the dark power in the valley ahead were extremely strong.

"Brothers and sisters, there may be something unusual in the valley ahead, everyone be careful." Yun Yao reminded in a low voice. Upon hearing this, everyone stopped and formed a defensive formation. The lights of the magic weapons lit up one after another, dispelling some of the haze around. A sister turned her head and looked at Yun Yao, with a bit of trust and gratitude in her eyes: "Thanks to you, sister Yun Yao, if you hadn't noticed it in advance, we would have been in danger if we had rushed in rashly." Yun Yao shook her head slightly and said modestly: "Senior sister, you are too kind. This is our common mission. We should take care of each other."

As everyone approached the valley cautiously, suddenly, a foul smell came over them, and then a group of low-level puppets controlled by dark forces emerged from all directions like ghosts. These puppets had twisted bodies, hideous faces, and a disgusting stench. The weapons in their hands flashed with strange black light, and they rushed towards everyone.

"Be careful!" Yun Yao exclaimed, and quickly pinched the magic formula in her hand. A light curtain instantly rose in front of everyone, temporarily blocking the first round of attack by the puppets. But there were so many puppets, and the attack came one after another. The light curtain was shaky under the impact. The brothers and sisters also sacrificed their magic weapons, and the sword shadows and knife lights collided with the dark aura, and the shouts of killing suddenly resounded throughout the valley.

Yun Yao's eyes narrowed. She knew that passive defense was not a long-term solution. While the light curtain was still intact, she quickly scanned the surroundings and found a node on the mountain wall on one side of the valley where the spiritual power was relatively weak. If she could break through this node, she might be able to temporarily disrupt the attack rhythm of these puppets. Having made up her mind, she flashed and rushed towards the mountain wall.

"Junior Sister Yunyao, don't be reckless!" The brothers and sisters saw this and shouted anxiously, but Yunyao was very fast and approached the mountain wall in the blink of an eye. She formed seals with both hands, and the spiritual power in her body surged out, turning into a sharp palm wind, and slapped the node fiercely. There was a loud "bang", the mountain wall trembled, and a burst of light appeared at the node. Then, the puppets' attacks really stopped for a moment.

"Now, everyone, fight back with all your strength!" Yun Yao shouted, and together with her fellow brothers and sisters, they launched a fierce attack during this brief gap. The magic weapon shone brightly, repelling wave after wave of puppets. However, the dark forces seemed to have sensed Yun Yao's threat, and more puppets continued to pour in, and the situation once again fell into crisis.

On the other side, the team led by Chu Mochen was guarding the main entrance to the front mountain of the sect. This was the gate of the sect. Once it was lost, the dark forces would march straight in, and the consequences would be disastrous. Chu Mochen held a long sword, and the sword body hummed, as if it also sensed the master's fighting spirit. He stared at the front with a cold gaze, and the spiritual power surged around his body, forming an invisible shield.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew, and several shadows appeared in the darkness, rushing towards them at a very fast speed. Chu Mochen snorted coldly, swung his long sword, and a sword energy slashed out like a long rainbow piercing the sun, instantly splitting the leading shadow in half. The shadow dissipated, revealing the puppets controlled by them. These puppets were taller and more powerful than those in the back mountain, and their strength was also stronger. The dark aura around them seemed to be substantial, suffocating people.

"Everyone, stay calm, don't panic!" Chu Mochen shouted loudly. His figure was as fast as lightning, shuttling through the group of puppets. Every time he swung his sword, a flash of blood appeared, and the broken limbs of the puppets were scattered all over the ground. However, the attacks of the dark power continued, and the disciples gradually became exhausted, and the defense line began to loosen.

Chu Mochen was extremely anxious when he saw this. He knew very well that if he could not stabilize the situation at this moment, not only would the lives of these disciples be in danger, but the sect would also be in dire straits. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body circulated wildly, and a powerful aura burst out from him. He held the long sword with both hands, raised it high, and muttered something. In an instant, the sword energy turned into a dragon, and a majestic spiritual dragon roared out and swept towards the group of puppets. Wherever the dragon passed, the puppets were reduced to ashes, and the powerful impact temporarily forced the dark forces back.

"Quick, repair the defensive array!" Chu Mochen took advantage of this brief respite to command his disciples to act quickly. Everyone worked together to repair the damaged defensive array, and with a flash of light, an indestructible barrier once again stood in front of the sect.

At this time, the battle between Yun Yao and others in the back mountain also entered a white-hot stage. Although they tried their best, there were too many puppets, and the spiritual power of the magic weapon was constantly consumed, and everyone gradually fell into a difficult battle. Yun Yao's forehead was covered with sweat, her clothes were already soaked with sweat, her face was slightly pale, but the determination in her eyes never wavered. She continued to cast the mysterious spells given by the system, and the light bloomed, temporarily resisting the crazy attack of the puppets.

"We can't go on like this, we have to find a way to break out." A senior brother panted and said. Yun Yao looked around, thinking quickly about countermeasures. Suddenly, she had an idea and found a spiritual power vortex behind the puppet group. It seemed to be one of the core nodes used by the dark forces to control the puppets. If this place could be broken, perhaps these puppets could be out of control.

"Brothers and sisters, follow me!" Yun Yao shouted, rushing towards the spiritual energy vortex. Although everyone was nervous, they had no choice but to follow Yun Yao closely. Along the way, they fought and marched, the magic weapons flashed, and they kept repelling the approaching puppets.

Just as they were about to approach the spiritual energy vortex, a huge puppet leader suddenly appeared. The dark aura around it was like a burning black flame, and its strength was far beyond that of ordinary puppets. It swung the giant axe in its hand and chopped at Yun Yao fiercely. The axe wind whistled, with a sharpness that tore through the air.

Yun Yao's eyes were stern. She had no time to dodge, so she could only bite the bullet and raise the magic weapon in her hand to resist. With a "crack", a crack appeared on the magic weapon. The huge impact force made her step back several steps, and a trace of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Junior sister!" The brothers and sisters shouted, and rushed forward to protect Yun Yao. But Yun Yao wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said stubbornly: "I'm fine, I must break this dark core today." After that, she ignored the pain and rushed towards the spiritual power vortex again.

Just when Yun Yao and the others were in dire straits, Chu Mochen also sensed the danger in the back mountain. His heart tightened, knowing that Yun Yao and the others were in great danger. He left some of his disciples to guard the front mountain without hesitation, and led several capable men to rush to the back mountain.

Along the way, Chu Mochen was extremely anxious, and the dangerous scenes that Yun Yao might encounter kept appearing in his mind. He secretly regretted why he had been so stubborn these days and had a grudge against her. At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, which was to rush to Yun Yao as soon as possible, fight side by side with her, and protect her.

When Chu Mochen arrived at the back mountain, he saw Yun Yao being besieged by puppets, in danger. His eyes instantly turned red, and he roared, rushing forward without hesitation. He swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy turned into sharp rays of light, instantly killing a large number of puppets, opening up a bloody path for Yun Yao and others.

Yun Yao heard the noise, turned around and saw Chu Mochen's familiar figure. For a moment, she felt mixed emotions. The tenderness of the past, the grievances of the past, the gratitude of the present, all kinds of emotions intertwined together, making her eyes slightly red. But the situation was critical at the moment, she didn't have time to think too much, just whispered: "You are here..."

Chu Mochen looked at Yun Yao, who looked a little embarrassed but extremely strong, and felt a pang of pain in his heart. He nodded slightly and said, "Don't be afraid, I'm here." These few simple words seemed to contain endless power, and Yun Yao felt a warm current in her heart.

The two looked at each other, and the tacit understanding of fighting side by side in the past instantly returned. They stopped talking, back to back, and together with their brothers and sisters, launched a fierce counterattack against the dark forces again. At this critical moment, the crisis of the sect and the friendship between them made them completely put aside the barriers in their hearts and join hands to fight against the powerful enemy.