usatvline Chapter 408: Reinforcements
Chapter 408: Reinforcements
Under the cursed night, the sect was like an isolated island in dead silence, with only the defensive magic circle in front of the treasure house emitting a faint light, barely resisting the endless darkness around. Inside the magic circle, Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were already exhausted, but they still held on to their shaky bodies and defended the already tattered defense line.
The strong wind carried the stench of the demon shadow, and it hit the magic circle like a surging tide. Yun Yao's face was as pale as paper, and sweat mixed with blood slid down her cheeks. Her hands trembled from excessive seals. Every time she put the defensive talisman into the magic circle, it seemed that she had used up all her strength. Chu Mochen's sword had already rolled up, and the blade was stained with blood. His clothes were torn, revealing shocking wounds. Blood gushed out, and soon the ground beneath him was stained dark red. However, even in such a desperate situation, the eyes of the two still burned with unyielding flames, staring at the seemingly endless waves of demon shadows.
At this critical moment, a loud sword sound suddenly pierced the night sky. The sound was clear and passionate, just like the morning bell at dawn, instantly dispelling the despair that enveloped everyone's hearts. Then, several bright sword lights rushed from the sky like meteors chasing the moon, and the air was torn apart wherever they passed, making a sharp whistle.
The leader was an elder with white hair like snow. He sat on an ancient fairy sword, emitting powerful and steady spiritual power fluctuations, like a towering and unshakable mountain. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, and he locked onto Yun Yao and Chu Mochen who were trapped in the formation through the layers of demon shadows. Seeing this, a trace of anger flashed in the elder's eyes. It was anger at the rampage of the demon shadows, and also heartache for his disciples who were trapped in danger. He swung the fairy sword in his hand fiercely, and shouted angrily: "Evil beast, die!" The sound was like rolling thunder, echoing in the night sky, shaking the demon shadows.
A dazzling sword light slashed towards the group of demon shadows like a rainbow piercing the sun. Wherever the sword light went, the space seemed to be cut open by a sharp blade, making a "sizzling" sound. Under this powerful attack, the demon shadows flew backwards like dead leaves blown away by the wind. The defensive magic circle, which was originally shaky due to the crazy attack of the demon shadows, finally got a moment of respite at this moment, and the light was slightly stable.
Following closely behind the elder were several equally powerful warriors. One of them was a middle-aged man in a fiery red robe, who quickly formed seals with his hands and muttered something. In an instant, a blazing flame ignited in his palms, and a dragon shape faintly emerged in the flames. With a low shout from him, several giant dragons of fire roared and rushed towards the demon shadow. Wherever they passed, the demon shadow was instantly evaporated by the high temperature and turned into wisps of black smoke that dissipated in the air. Another thin old man held a black long stick with runes flashing on it. He waved the long stick, bringing up a black light and shadow. Every time he swung it, a powerful spiritual power wave spread out, shattering the approaching demon shadow.
There was also a beautiful woman who opened her red lips and chanted a mysterious spell. As she chanted, the air around her seemed to be pulled by an invisible force, forming a vortex of spiritual power. Once the demon shadow was drawn into the vortex, it was torn to pieces by the powerful suction force, emitting bursts of shrill screams.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen were filled with indescribable joy and hope when they saw the reinforcements coming. Yun Yao resisted the fatigue and shouted, "Thank you, elders, for coming to our aid!" Although her voice was a little weak, it was full of gratitude. Chu Mochen also swung his sword with all his might, forcing the demonic shadow in front of him to retreat, and nodded in the direction of the reinforcements.
The elders quickly dispersed and fought side by side with Yun Yao and Chu Mochen. Their joining instantly changed the situation on the battlefield. The offensive of the demon shadows was completely contained, and the originally chaotic defense line gradually stabilized. While attacking the demon shadows, the elders shouted loudly: "Don't panic, disciples, stabilize the formation! Today we must kill all these demon shadows and protect our sect!"
Yun Yao took a deep breath, gathered her strength, and threw herself into the battle again. She keenly noticed that under the powerful attacks of the elders, the attack rhythm of the demon shadows was disrupted, and some flaws appeared. She quickly informed Chu Mochen and other strong men of this discovery: "Everyone, the demon shadows are in disarray, we take the opportunity to counterattack!" As she spoke, she quickly formed seals with both hands and cast her best auxiliary spell. Rays of spiritual power shot out from her hands and merged into the attacks of everyone, greatly increasing the power of everyone's spells.
Chu Mochen heard this, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes. He clenched the long sword in his hand, tapped his feet lightly, and rushed towards the group of demon shadows like lightning. He performed a set of exquisite sword skills, with sharp sword moves, and each sword was accompanied by the sound of whistling wind, killing the approaching demon shadows one by one. Under his leadership, other disciples also plucked up their courage and launched a fierce counterattack.
The battle entered a white-hot stage, and the demons were unwilling to lose and fought back more and more frantically. However, under the powerful strength of the elders and the concerted efforts of everyone, the demons gradually fell into a disadvantage. On the battlefield, the light of magic and the black aura of the demons intertwined, and the shouts of killing, the whistles of the demons, and the roar of magic intertwined into a thrilling battle movement.
As time went by, the number of demon shadows decreased, and the balance of victory gradually tilted towards the sect. Finally, under the joint attack of everyone, the remaining demon shadows were finally completely eliminated. On the battlefield, there was silence, only a breeze gently blew, blowing away the bloody smell in the air.
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen collapsed to the ground, their faces full of fatigue, but their eyes revealed the relief and joy of surviving the disaster. The elders gathered around and highly praised their heroic performance. The white-haired elder stepped forward, helped Yun Yao and Chu Mochen up, his eyes full of praise: "It is not easy for the two of you to hold the line in such a desperate situation. You have made great contributions in resisting the invasion of the demon shadow this time!"
Yun Yao and Chu Mochen hurriedly bowed and expressed their gratitude: "It is all thanks to the elders that you arrived in time, otherwise we would have been…" Chu Mochen's voice was a little hoarse, his eyes were full of gratitude to the elders.
After a brief rest, everyone began to clean up the battlefield. At this time, the sky in the east was already pale, and a new day had quietly arrived. After this thrilling battle, although the sect suffered some losses, with the joint efforts of everyone, they successfully defended the treasure house and repelled the invasion of the demon shadow. Yun Yao and Chu Mochen also established a deeper friendship with the elders and other disciples in this battle. Their names will also be forever engraved in the history of the sect and become legends that inspire future generations.