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At this moment, Xu Yan was full of vigor and radiance.

Master Cheng landed heavily on the wall, shattering several bricks beneath his feet.

He looked Xu Yan up and down in surprise, wanting to say a few words of reproach, but when his gaze fell on that resolute and energetic young face, all the words stuck in his throat.

What's most precious is the spirit of youth!

That is the sharpness of a newborn calf; the tenacity to defeat enemies in adversity; and the courageous commitment to go forward even if there are thousands of people against me!

How can he blame, and how can he possibly blame?

Master Cheng looked up to the sky and sighed, "Well done!"

After saying that, he turned to the city lord's mansion, waved his sleeve and released dozens of fifth-order jade talismans, all of which hung beside him.

His eyes shone brightly, sweeping away the weariness that had accumulated over thirty years: "Mo Ting, even if I have to risk my old life today, I will protect you!"

Master Cheng's voice was slow and deep, yet filled with an unwavering determination, like a towering mountain blocking Xu Yan's path.

Above the city lord's mansion, the fierce battle between the two sides was also suspended due to a series of unexpected events.

The two sides were evenly matched at first, but Xu Yan suddenly turned the tables and killed Thirteen Sister, and Master Cheng severely injured Yue Qianshan. Lin Muyuan immediately had the idea of ​​retreating.

Tian and Yuan exchanged glances discreetly. Suddenly, the former let out a muffled groan, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. He could no longer maintain his balance and slowly fell to the ground.

Yuan Heng quickly helped Tian Zhenren up, glaring at Lin Muyuan with a face full of grief and indignation.

However, Lin Muyuan did not take the opportunity to launch a preemptive attack. Instead, he took the opportunity to retreat, seemingly wanting to escape.

But he hesitated. He had finally broken through the great formation and turned all the people in the city into blood mist. With the harvest just around the corner, he was unwilling to leave like this.

In that brief moment of hesitation, the grand formation in the city lord's mansion was restarted, and the light membrane rose from the city, rapidly extending upwards.

Old people are cunning, and old ghosts are sly.

Lin Muyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately transformed into a streak of blood-red light, soaring upwards, attempting to break out of the formation before it closed in.

Shangguan Yang had already hidden himself away, and even the heavily injured Yue Qianshan had used a cloud of blood mist to conceal his presence.

Xu Yan suddenly felt like his brain wasn't working properly. Why wasn't the subsequent development following the expected path?

With a wave of his hand, Master Cheng summoned several jade talismans that immediately floated to his front. As soon as Lin Muyuan approached, all the lightning talismans would detonate!

If it weren't for Xu Yan, Lin Muyuan would have no reason to abandon the city shrouded in blood mist!

Lin Muyuan was a little faster than the formation. Just as he was about to fly out of the formation, a jade-colored sword light suddenly appeared out of nowhere, forcing Lin Muyuan to take action to defend.

It was only a brief delay before the array membrane closed above Lin Muyuan's head, and a cultivator dressed in a black robe with dark gold patterns on the collar and cuffs appeared.

He stared coldly at Lin Muyuan: "Trying to leave? Have you asked Zhuang's sword yet?"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a loud laugh erupted from the city lord's mansion. Master Tian ascended back into the air: "Lin Muyuan, today is your death day! Why haven't you surrendered yet? When will you?"

Xu Yan and Master Cheng, who were outside the formation, were both stunned. What kind of twist was this?

Lin Muyuan surveyed the entire city at night, and a slight expression finally appeared on his numb face: "Qianlu Island has ruthless methods and a grand scale!"

"Enough with the nonsense, prepare to die!" Master Tian pointed his fingers, causing the Bright Dawn Sword to tremble and emit melodious sword sounds.

The Zhuang-surnamed cultivator also summoned the Jade Flower Sword. The two Golden Core cultivators attacked together, their sword lights echoing each other, instantly encircling Lin Muyuan.

Xu Yan could see clearly that Shangguan Yang had somehow escaped to the edge of the formation and crashed into the light membrane, but was unable to get out.

What was originally an external defensive formation has somehow been reversed and turned into an internal prison!

Upon seeing this, Xu Yan finally understood, but his consciousness became strangely hazy.

It turns out that from the very beginning, the siege in the city was a trap, a trap set for Lin Muyuan!

Regardless of Tian Zhenren's injuries or the collapse of the city's protective formation, it was all to lure Lin Muyuan into a trap, even at the cost of the lives of the entire city's inhabitants.

But what have the common people done wrong?

Lin Muyuan was ruthless. Facing the two men's attack, he did not dodge or evade. He let the sword light pierce through his body and, at the cost of being stabbed several times, he bravely broke out of the sword circle. He fell like a meteor and crashed into a large crater several feet in diameter. The dilapidated house collapsed with a roar.

Two sword lights followed closely, immediately slashing down from the sky.

Thick blood gushed from Lin Muyuan's wounds, but instead of falling, it transformed into a blood cloud to cover itself, allowing him to escape.

He did not linger in battle, but ran through the ruins at an extremely fast speed. Wherever he went, blood mist surged and constantly gathered around Lin Muyuan, eventually turning into a blood cloud with a radius of a hundred feet.

The corpses, which had been hidden in the blood mist, were brought back to light, and as far as the eye could see, there were remains everywhere.

The blood mist that Yue Qianshan was hiding in was also absorbed by Lin Muyuan, but he was clever enough to hide in a ruin beforehand, and even dragged a few corpses on his body, carefully peeking out.

Shangguan Yang also found a hole at the edge of the formation to hide in, desperately praying that the two Golden Core cultivators in the sky would not notice him.

The sword light of Tian and Zhuang pierced into the blood cloud, but it was as if a mud ox had entered the sea without causing any ripples. Instead, a blood cloud rolled back up, staining Tian Zhenren's Bright Dawn Sword.

A few streaks of blood immediately appeared in the warm white sword light, not only was its spirituality damaged, but it also lost its proper agility when wielded.

Fortunately, it wasn't fundamentally damaged; it only requires a few months of hard work to reforge it and restore it to its original state.

Tian Zhenren was both angry and anxious. He quickly sheathed the Mingxi Sword, channeled his true energy, and unleashed a thunder and fire spell, striking the blood cloud with all his might.

Zhuang, a Golden Core cultivator, secretly felt lucky and switched to lightning magic, unleashing his full power upon the blood cloud.

However, neither of them used any proper thunder magic. Their power was only slightly stronger than Xu Yan's 221, and even less powerful than Master Cheng's methods.

The difference between professional and amateur is evident.

Tian and Zhuang were also annoyed. They were both Golden Core cultivators, yet they couldn't defeat Lin Muyuan even when facing him alone. If word got out, where would they put their faces?

If Master Cheng were still in the formation, he could have dispersed most of the blood cloud with just one Nine Heavens Thunder Talisman, so how could he have ended up in such an embarrassing situation?

Taking a break from his busy schedule, Master Tian sent a telepathic message to Daoist Cheng, asking him to help disperse the blood cloud.

Master Cheng ignored him completely and paid him no heed.

He whispered, "Mo Ting, let's go!"

Xu Yan said in a low voice, "What will you do if I leave?"

Master Cheng said frankly, "I am old. Even if I pass away, how many more years will I have left?"

"You can't say that. Even ants try to survive..."

"Stop talking nonsense, are you leaving or not!" Master Cheng was furious, wishing he could slap this kid away a hundred thousand miles away.

To everyone's surprise, Xu Yan laughed: "If I were to live this life in disgrace, I would feel guilty, which would harm my Daoist heart and be of no benefit to my cultivation!"

Master Cheng was utterly speechless: "What kind of time is this? You're still talking to me about the Daoist mind? Let's establish our foundation first!"

Just as Xu Yan was about to reply, a sudden change occurred within the formation. The blood-red clouds reversed their course and swirled towards Tian and Zhuang!