The Legend of the Princess' Counterattack

Chapter 405: Demonic Shadow Appears

The night was like a huge piece of black silk, slowly and silently covering the entire sect. Everything was silent. Only the defensive magic circle in front of the treasure house emitted a soft and steady light, like a lonely but resolute lighthouse in the dark and boundless sea.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen held their breath, standing tall like pine trees, quietly standing beside the magic circle. Their eyes were like the twinkling cold stars in the night sky, watching every move around them vigilantly, not missing any slight movement. The surroundings were so quiet that it was a little strange, only the breeze occasionally brushed through the treetops, making a rustling sound, which made the night even more deep and uneasy.

Suddenly, a chilling wind blew in, like the icy air from the Netherworld, instantly penetrating the clothes and reaching the bone marrow. Yun Yao shuddered subconsciously, hugging her arms slightly, trying to resist the sudden chill. At the same time, a rancid smell filled the air, the smell was like that emitted by a swamp filled with countless rotting corpses, disgusting, pungent and unpleasant. Then, the temperature suddenly dropped to freezing point, and a thin layer of frost quickly condensed on the ground, shining with a cold luster under the light of the magic circle.

At the moment when this series of strange phenomena occurred, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's nerves were instantly tense to the extreme. They turned their heads almost at the same time and stared at the open space in front of the treasure house. The originally calm space seemed to be stirred by an invisible big hand, and there were layers of extremely strange ripples, like the ripples stirred up by a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, but it exuded a chilling atmosphere.

In the center of the ripples, a dark shadow slowly emerged like a ghost. As soon as the shadow appeared, it exuded a strong dark spiritual power that was indissoluble, like a black mist lingering around the body, covering its figure in it, and only the outline of a human figure could be vaguely seen. The evil breath rushed towards them, impacting the senses of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, making them alarm bells ring.

The demonic shadow let out a sharp, piercing whistle, like a blade piercing through the suffocatingly silent night sky, and went straight into the ears of the two, causing pain in their eardrums. Then, like a hungry beast that had found its prey, it pounced swiftly towards the defensive magic circle, at a speed so fast that it seemed like a streak of black lightning.

Yun Yao and Chu Mochen reacted instantly, without any hesitation or delay, they quickly circulated their spiritual power. Yun Yao's figure was light, like a dancing fairy, her hands quickly formed seals, and spiritual light flashed and flowed at her fingertips. She waved her hands and put the defensive talismans that had been prepared long ago into the magic circle. These talismans carried the spiritual power and wisdom of the predecessors. Once integrated into the magic circle, they turned into a series of extremely solid transparent barriers. As the light flashed, the defense of the magic circle was instantly increased several times.

Chu Mochen held a long sword, his posture was as agile as a cheetah, and the sword was flashing with a cold light, like an ice ridge in winter, chilling to the bone. His eyes were like torches, tightly locking on the demon shadow's every move. Once the demon shadow broke through the flashing light defense line at the edge of the magic circle, he would attack like lightning. He flashed and rushed forward in an instant. The long sword in his hand was like a dragon out of the sea, with endless sharpness, and the sword moves were unpredictable. Every swing of the sword brought a powerful spiritual power fluctuation, which chopped the demon shadow that tried to approach into pieces. The black spiritual power fragments were like broken glass, scattered all over the ground, but quickly dissipated in the air.

The first impact of the demon shadow was like a heavy hammer hitting the magic circle, making a deafening roar. The light of the entire magic circle flickered violently, like a lonely boat in a storm, swaying. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's faces instantly became extremely solemn. They knew that this battle with the vanguard of the ghost shadow demon had just begun, and what awaited them next would be a more cruel and difficult challenge.

The demon shadow failed to succeed in its attack, but it seemed to be completely enraged and became even crazier. It turned around and once again brought with it a strong dark spiritual power, fiercely ramming into the same weak point of the magic circle. This time, the force was even stronger than before, and the light of the magic circle was dimmed a little. The surrounding air seemed to be squeezed by an invisible force, making a "sizzling" sound.

Yun Yao was shocked when she saw this. She could clearly feel that the magic circle had begun to loosen under the continuous attacks. If she didn't think of a solution, once the magic circle was broken, the sect's treasure house would be directly exposed to this evil force, and the consequences would be disastrous. At that moment, she gritted her teeth and rushed towards the weak point of the magic circle that was attacked regardless of everything.

Yun Yao's figure was as fast as lightning, and she instantly came to the edge of the magic circle. She danced her hands quickly, and the spiritual power in her body was like a surging tide, constantly gathering towards her palms. Then, she stretched out her jade hand and injected the spiritual power in her body into the crack without reservation. A soft white light surged out from her palm and merged into the crack of the magic circle. The light seemed to have life, spreading rapidly along the crack, trying to repair the damaged part.

Chu Mochen quickly adjusted his position as Yun Yao rushed towards the magic circle, leaving his back to Yun Yao without reservation. His eyes were cold, and he held the long sword in his hand horizontally, like a towering mountain, blocking behind Yun Yao, resisting a new round of attacks that the demon shadow might launch at any time. He knew in his heart that Yun Yao was concentrating on repairing the magic circle at the moment, and was at her most vulnerable. He must not let any demon shadow get close to her.

However, how could the demons let go of this great opportunity so easily? They were like a group of sharks that smelled blood, and instantly realized the weakness of the magic circle and the predicament of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen. Led by the demon who led the group, they took the opportunity to launch a more violent attack. For a moment, the black energy waves swept in like a turbulent tsunami, layer upon layer, one wave higher than the other, and instantly submerged Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.

Yun Yao felt a huge pressure coming from all directions, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. She tried her best to maintain the output of her spiritual power and tried to repair the magic circle, but the attack of the demon shadow was too powerful. Every black energy wave that hit her was like a heavy hammer hitting her, causing her spiritual power to become disordered and her blood to surge. Her face turned pale as snow, and beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, but she still gritted her teeth and persisted.

Chu Mochen was also under great pressure. He swung his sword wildly, and every swing of the sword carried all his spiritual power and determination. But there were too many demon shadows. As soon as one wave was repelled, another wave rushed up. His clothes were already soaked with sweat and stuck to his body. His hair was messy, but he still stood tall, like a pine tree that stood firm, stubbornly guarding Yun Yao and the magic circle.

At this critical moment, whether Yun Yao and Chu Mochen can defend the magic circle has become a suspense in the hearts of everyone in the sect. The entire sect seemed to hold its breath, and everyone prayed silently in their hearts, hoping that they could successfully resist this sudden evil invasion and protect the foundation of the sect. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen also secretly swore in their hearts that even if they used up their last bit of spiritual power and shed their last drop of blood, they would never retreat a single step and must block the vanguard of the ghostly evil spirit outside the magic circle.

As the attacks of the demonic shadows continued, the light of the magic circle became dimmer and dimmer, like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time. Yun Yao was extremely anxious. She knew that if the magic circle was completely ineffective, she and Chu Mochen alone would not be able to resist the endless army of demonic shadows. In her anxiety, she suddenly had an idea and turned to look at Chu Mochen, shouting, "Brother Chu, we can't just defend without attacking. We must find a way to break their rhythm. You lead some of the demonic shadows away, and I will find an opportunity to counterattack!"

Chu Mochen heard this and nodded slightly, with a flash of determination in his eyes. He took a deep breath and swung the long sword in his hand fiercely. A sharp sword energy was like a long rainbow piercing the sun, slashing towards the most densely populated area of the demon shadows. Wherever the sword energy went, the demon shadows avoided it, as if driven by an invisible force. Taking advantage of the demon shadows' panic, Chu Mochen flashed and rushed into the demon shadows like a ghost. The long sword in his hand danced tightly, and each sword accurately stabbed the demon shadows' vital points, causing the demon shadows to abandon the magic circle and gather around him.

Yun Yao was delighted to see that her plan had succeeded. She quickly adjusted her spiritual power and quickly formed seals with her hands again. This time, she was no longer simply defending, but preparing to launch a powerful counterattack. She fixed her eyes on the group of demon shadows and muttered something. As she chanted, the surrounding spiritual energy seemed to be summoned and gathered towards her frantically. In a moment, a huge spiritual power vortex formed in front of her, and the vortex flashed with dazzling light, as if it contained the power to destroy the world.

Just when the demons were attracted by Chu Mochen and the formation was in chaos, Yun Yao saw the right opportunity, waved her jade hand fiercely, and pushed the spiritual power vortex towards the demons. The spiritual power vortex whistled like a meteor falling from the sky, and crashed directly into the demons. There was a crackling sound, like firecrackers, and the demons caught in the vortex were instantly crushed by the powerful spiritual power, turning into black powder and dissipating in the air.

This attack successfully relieved the pressure of the magic circle, and the attack rhythm of the demon shadows was completely disrupted. Yun Yao took advantage of the situation to continue repairing the magic circle, while Chu Mochen rushed left and right among the demon shadows, constantly restraining the enemy. The two cooperated tacitly, as if they were a pair of comrades who had fought side by side for many years. On this life-and-death battlefield, for the safety of the sect, they launched a thrilling and desperate fight with the vanguard of the Phantom Demon.

However, the number of the demons was too large. Although Yun Yao and Chu Mochen fought hard, they still could not completely get rid of the predicament. As time went by, the spiritual power of the two became more and more consumed, and their movements gradually became slower. Yun Yao's legs seemed to be as heavy as lead, and every move took a lot of effort; Chu Mochen's breathing became rapid and heavy, and the speed of swinging the long sword in his hand slowed down significantly. But the light of determination in their eyes never extinguished, and they still stubbornly held their positions, waiting for a turnaround.

Just when the two felt powerless, a faint light suddenly flashed in the distant sky. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's hearts moved, they knew that this might be a signal that reinforcements were coming. This ray of hope seemed to inject them with a shot of cardiotonic, making their exhausted bodies surge with strength again. They looked at each other, saw determination and hope in each other's eyes, and then clenched their weapons again, ready to face the more difficult battle to come.

As the light got closer, a loud sword sound pierced the night sky, like a horn of hope, resounding throughout the sect. Then, several bright sword lights rushed over like meteors, so fast that it seemed to have crossed an endless distance in an instant. It was the sect's several strong men who had been training outside who received the news and rushed back in time.

The leader was an elder with snow-white hair and a dignified face. He was dressed in a white robe that fluttered in the wind, like an immortal. He held an ancient immortal sword in his hand, with runes flickering on the sword body, as if it contained endless mysteries. The elder exuded a strong and steady spiritual power fluctuation, like a volcano about to erupt, ready to go. Seeing Yun Yao and Chu Mochen struggling under the siege of the demon shadow, the elder's eyes flashed with anger, as if his reverse scale was touched. He shouted angrily, like thunder roaring, swung the immortal sword, and a dazzling sword light slashed at the demon shadow like a rainbow piercing the sun.

The power of this sword was like the creation of the world. The demons were shocked by this powerful attack and retreated one after another, as if they were swept by an invisible gust of wind. The originally shaky defense array finally got a moment of respite, and the light was no longer so dim, as if the fire of hope was rekindled. Afterwards, several other strong men also joined the battle. They were like tigers descending from the mountains, each using their unique skills to fight side by side with Yun Yao and Chu Mochen.

With the addition of reinforcements, the situation on the battlefield gradually turned around. The demons were no longer as reckless as before. Their attacks were effectively contained and their formations were completely disrupted. The morale of the crowd was like a beacon fire, rising instantly. Shouts and sword sounds intertwined, like an exciting war song, resounding through the night sky. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen finally breathed a sigh of relief. They knew that this crisis might finally have a turnaround.

With the help of the reinforcements, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen began to adjust their combat strategy. They quickly communicated with the elders and, with their keen insight into the battlefield situation, developed a more effective counterattack plan. The elders used powerful spells to attack the main force of the Phantom Demons, and with their profound cultivation and powerful spiritual power, they dealt a fatal blow to the Phantom Demons; Yun Yao and Chu Mochen, with their flexible body movements and familiarity with the magic array, were responsible for cleaning up the fish that slipped through the net, and assisted in repairing the defensive magic array to ensure the safety of the rear.

As the battle continued, everyone gradually discovered some weaknesses and flaws of the Phantom Demon. With her delicate mind and keen observation, Yun Yao discovered that there seemed to be some mysterious connection between the Phantom Demons. Whenever a demon shadow was destroyed, the power of the other demon shadows would instantly increase, but this increase was not without cost, and the connection between them would become loose in a short period of time. She immediately informed everyone of this discovery, and after discussion, everyone decided to change tactics and concentrate their efforts to destroy the core of the demon shadow first and cut off the connection between them.

As a result, everyone cooperated with each other, like a tightly meshed gear set, gradually forming a tighter battle formation, and approached the group of demon shadows step by step. Every attack was precise and powerful, and every step forward was steady and solid. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen also continued to grow and break through in this battle, and their feelings also became deeper and indestructible in this baptism of blood and fire.

Finally, with everyone's concerted efforts, the core of the Phantom Demon was successfully destroyed, and the crisis in front of the sect's treasury was completely resolved. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen collapsed to the ground exhausted, but their faces were filled with gratified smiles. The head and other elders came and highly praised their heroic performance. The entire sect was immersed in the joy of surviving the disaster, and the story of Yun Yao and Chu Mochen became a legend in the sect that has been passed down through the ages, inspiring generations of disciples to work tirelessly to protect the sect and pursue the right path.