Chapter 584: Senior Sister, Rest Assured, I Will Protect You!

“The Mystic! Yu Xian! Do you think this is enough to trap me? The Demon Cult army has already broken in, and the Qingyun Sect is doomed today! Just wait to turn into ashes along with this thousand-year Foundation!” Cang Song Daoist’s roar echoed in Yuqing Hall, carrying a sense of suicidal madness.

Outside the hall, shouts, the clashing of weapons, and the roaring of Magic Treasures blended into one chaotic sound. It was clear that the Demon Cult evildoers had broken through some of the outer defenses and were pressing towards the core area of Tongtian Peak.

Immortal Master The Mystic’s face darkened. His gaze swept over everyone in the hall, and he said in a deep voice, “Execute the plan!”

Several Elders who had already received instructions immediately accepted the order. They quickly led the Disciples to reinforce various bottlenecks while simultaneously activating the core of the adjusted Mountain Protecting Formation.

Instantly, light flowed across Qingyun Mountain. The Formation, which had seemed calm before, now erupted with powerful defensive energy, temporarily blocking the Demon Cult evildoers who had reached halfway up the mountain.

Yu Xian, however, remained blocking Cang Song Daoist, a hint of mockery playing on his lips: “You don’t actually think your plan was flawless, do you? Is there a possibility that Sect Leader Senior Brother was inviting the wolf into the house?”

Upon hearing this, Cang Song Daoist’s wild laughter abruptly stopped, replaced by deep shock and confusion. He stared intently at Yu Xian, as if trying to discern any trace of jest in his eyes.

“Inviting the wolf into the house? What do you mean by that? I already told the Demon Cult the method to break the Mountain Protecting Formation. They should be able to advance unimpeded right now!” Cang Song’s voice carried a barely perceptible tremor, suggesting he was beginning to doubt his previous certainty.

“They can get in, but whether they can get out is another matter,” Yu Xian said with a smile, then flicked out a Spirit Stone. The Spirit Stone shot toward the sky, shining brightly above the Qingyun Sect.

Then, the Mountain Protecting Formation, which had previously been damaged, rapidly closed again. As the Formation patterns intertwined, they emitted a more majestic fluctuation of Spiritual Power than before, enveloping the entire Tongtian Peak and forming a massive cage.

Cang Song Daoist looked at the luminous barrier of the Formation reforming in the sky. The color instantly drained from his face, his eyes filled with unbelievable despair.

Only then did he understand that he had fallen into a trap set by Immortal Master The Mystic and Yu Xian from the very beginning. His supposed identity as an insider had long been exposed; he was merely a pawn used to lure the Demon Cult into the game.

“You know Formations?” Cang Song Daoist looked at Yu Xian in astonishment.

He could feel that the current Mountain Protecting Formation was no longer the original one!

“A little,” Yu Xian’s smile remained unchanged.

Cang Song Daoist staggered back a step as if struck by lightning, his eyes filled with disbelief, yet underneath lay unwillingness and madness. “Even so, I might not necessarily lose today!”

“Senior Brother Cang Song, struggling is completely meaningless. The Sect Leader Senior Brother is unharmed now, so summoning the Zhu Xian Sword is an easy matter. I have already cut off the Demon Cult’s retreat. Do you think you still have a chance to win?” Yu Xian’s words were like a basin of ice water, instantly extinguishing the last sliver of hope in Cang Song Daoist’s heart.

“Then I will kill you!” Cang Song Daoist had completely descended into madness. The Devilish Qi around him erupted without restraint. His once handsome face was now twisted like that of a vengeful ghost.

He no longer attempted to break out but instead concentrated all his resentment and despair onto his sword tip, charging madly toward the nearby Yu Xian with an Aura capable of destroying heaven and earth.

Yu Xian’s expression turned serious. The Spiritual Power within his body circulated rapidly, and he formed a hand seal. A layer of purple-gold spiritual barrier immediately materialized before him.

With a loud ‘clang,’ Cang Song Daoist’s long sword fiercely struck the barrier. The violent force caused the entire Yuqing Hall to shake violently, and the ground cracked with web-like fissures.

Cang Song Daoist himself was shaken back several steps. However, just as he stabilized his footing, he saw a massive palm print hurtling toward him. He hastily raised his sword to block, but the power of the palm print was too great. He was directly blasted away, crashing heavily onto the ground, spitting blood, and completely devoid of combat power.

Cang Song Daoist looked at Yu Xian in terror. How was this possible? Had Yu Xian’s cultivation advanced again, or had he hidden his true strength all along?

Yu Xian did not kill him directly but reached out, restrained him, and threw him back into Yuqing Hall before ignoring him further.

At this moment, the Demon Cult forces were numerous across the entire Tongtian Peak, and the Qingyun Sect Disciples were fighting hard to resist.

Yu Xian found Yun Yun; hmm, she was handling things with ease. She was already at the Dou Huang cultivation level and had also learned the Taiji Xuanqing Dao. After these past few days, she had achieved perfect integration, capable of maintaining combat strength even without using Dou Qi.

Yu Xian then looked for Lu Xueqi; that girl was also slaughtering fiercely, quite well, no need for him to worry. However, Shui Yue’s situation was not good; she was being besieged by two Demon Cult experts.

Although the Qingyun Sect was prepared, the Demon Cult had too many people. The Ghost King of the Ghost King Sect, the Azure Dragon Sacred Envoy, and the Ghost King Sect Disciples; the Poison God, the Sect Leader of the Myriad Poisons Sect, leading the Myriad Poisons Sect experts; the Three Marvels Fairy, the Sect Leader of the Joyful Union Sect, and the Joyful Union Sect experts; the Sect Leader of the Longevity Hall, Yu Yangzi, and the Longevity Hall experts—none of them were easy to deal with.

The leaders of the various peaks were only barely holding on.

Yu Xian frowned, then flashed to Shui Yue’s side. After dispatching one Demon Cult expert with a single sword strike, he shielded Shui Yue behind him.

“Senior Sister, are you alright?” Yu Xian asked, turning back.

“I’m fine, thank you, Junior Brother!” Shui Yue hadn’t expected Yu Xian to come to her aid.

She now completely trusted Yu Xian. If it hadn’t been for his warning, the Qingyun Sect would have been extremely passive today, potentially shaking its Foundation.

“Senior Sister, please step back. Junior Brother will take care of them for you!” Before Yu Xian finished speaking, he darted forward like lightning.

The long sword in his hand hummed, and Spiritual Power surged toward the blade like a tide. As sword shadows interwove, they transformed into countless points of light, each containing incomparably sharp Sword Intent.

The remaining Demon Cult expert saw Yu Xian approaching aggressively and dared not be careless. He hastily summoned a Magic Treasure to defend himself, but he saw Yu Xian lightly flick his wrist. The sword light suddenly split, transforming into thousands of swimming Dragons, precisely stabbing toward the vital points all over the opponent’s body.

The Demon Cult expert let out a miserable scream, his Magic Treasure flying from his hand. His body shot backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily against a distant stone wall, his life or death unknown.

Shui Yue stared blankly at Yu Xian. Her Junior Brother’s cultivation was even higher than she had imagined!

“Senior Sister, even though I am here, you cannot lose focus!” Suddenly, Yu Xian’s voice sounded beside her ear. She realized she was being held in his arms with one arm, jointly dodging a follow-up attack from the Demon Cult!

She had momentarily lost focus and was seized by the Demon Cult expert for a sneak attack, but thankfully Yu Xian was there.

However, being held in Yu Xian’s arms like this, her… cheeks involuntarily flushed slightly, and her heartbeat inexplicably quickened by half a beat.

She instinctively wanted to break free but was held steady by Yu Xian’s hand on her shoulder. His low voice, laced with a smile, reached her ear: “Senior Sister, rest assured, I will protect you!”