Wei Zihong stared at the ball of light, his expression solemn.
Shen Dong's actions had been prompted by him to beat the grass and startle the snake. That way, he would be able to force the enemy to attack ahead of time.
Not only would that disrupt the enemy's plans, but it would also draw the attention of the enemies who were watching the Mountain and Sea Realm from beyond the heavens.
The various sects and clans had already prepared the battlefield, and were just waiting for the enemy to sneak in.
Even if the enemy didn't show up, it wouldn't matter. Since the bag of light had already been set up, it could be used at any time.
After Fang Luo finished thinking things over, he didn't hesitate any longer. His divine will entered an unknown area, and after a moment, two Daoists appeared in front of him.
Fang Luo said, "Fellow Daoist Ying, Fellow Daoist Chen, the cultivators here seem to have noticed something, so we can't wait any longer. Please take action immediately, I'll leave a restriction on the enemy behind me to help the two of you. I wonder if the two of you have a different opinion?"
Daoist Ying said, "Fellow Daoist, one in the open, one in the dark. Your arrangements are very appropriate."
Daoist Chen asked, "Where is Fellow Daoist Lian?"
Fang Luo said, "Fellow Daoist Lian seems to have exposed himself. I don't know where he is right now, but considering his skills, he won't be easily captured by the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm. He might even be able to tie down some of the Mountain and Sea Realm's forces."
Daoist Chen nodded.
Seeing that the two of them had no objections, Fang Luo gave them a few more instructions, then retreated from the divine will and sent out a message.
In that moment, the remaining cultivators on Heavenly Mountain all heard the same voice in their minds. "If anything happens, spread out immediately. Wait for an opportunity to kill the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm. Don't let any of the elites of the sects escape."
When the cultivators heard this, they made their preparations. Their eyes darted around as they searched for suitable targets.
At the same time, Daoist Chen appeared outside of Heavenly Mountain. His body was blurry, and it looked like a clone. As he flew up into the air, his face was expressionless as he tossed something down.
When the item reached the ground, it glowed with spiritual light, transforming into a huge net that grew larger and larger until it covered all of Heavenly Mountain.
This magic tool could not be used for defense or attack, but as long as it existed, no one would be able to move out of it.
In order to ensure that the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm would be able to deal with it before they could react, he produced a jade disc, which was covered with a thin layer of glittering light that rippled like water. He flicked his pinky finger, causing a few drops of light to fall out. As soon as they touched the surface of the shield, they transformed into countless motes of light, which quickly spread out to form a layer of light between Heavenpeak and the shield.
After he finished doing all of this, he seemed to be much more at ease, and he sat down cross-legged and paid no further attention to anything else.
Somewhere in Tianyue Mountain, Daoist Ying retreated from the Divine Will with a cold glint in his eyes.
He took out a spell, and the mana in his body instantly expanded, but at the same time, he felt a resistance. He revealed an expression of anticipation, and said, "As expected, you are prepared."
However, he had no desire to give the cultivators of the Mountain and Sea Realm a chance to fight him directly. Therefore, he produced a silver incense burner from his sleeve, placed it on the ground, and then poured some magic into it.
After a while, smoke began to rise up from the incense burner, spreading out in all directions.
Combined with his divine abilities, the incense burner could bypass all sorts of restrictive spells, and create all sorts of illusions in the minds of cultivators. If they couldn't overcome the illusions, then their minds would be destroyed, and they would become nothing more than puppets under his control. Moreover, resisting this thing didn't depend on one's cultivation, but the cultivator's state of mind. Logically speaking, even a mortal cultivator wouldn't be able to escape such a fate if they were contaminated by this aura and couldn't resist it.
As the white mist grew larger and larger, the cultivators of the various sects and clans began to notice it. When they sensed that something was wrong, the fighting ceased.
One of the Daoists leaped up into the air, sending a beam of spiritual light into the mist. A moment later, the beam of light returned. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, and yet, the Daoist simply stood there, unmoving. A moment later, he dropped down from the sky, his life or death unknown.
"There's something strange about this mist," someone shouted. "Everyone, get out of here!"
The disciples of the various sects and clans began to scatter back toward their own sect encampments. As for those who were closer to the mist, they weren't affected. Numerous spell formations opened up in front of them, allowing them to leave.
Wei Zihong watched all of this from within the pavilion, and couldn't help but feel excited. He knew that the Daoists had been forced into action. After some calculations, he realized that it wasn't difficult to see how powerful the mist was. If no one tried to stop it, then it would only take three to five days for it to envelop all of Heavenpeak.
Although Heavenpeak was currently enveloped by the mist, the Turbid Clear Sky Technique could teleport people to another location at any time, so there was no need to worry.
The reason he hadn't ordered them to leave was because he still remembered that there was a strand of aura that he had yet to detect. Most likely, the Daoists still had eyes and ears hidden in the crowd, and would be able to report the situation to the people from Beyond the Heavens.
Thus, the disciples of the various sects were left here as bait. Of course, these disciples were the outstanding talents of the Mountains and Seas, after all. He wouldn't really let them die here. If there was any real danger, he would send them away immediately. Now, it all depended on whether the people from Beyond the Heavens would come or not.
As Lu Zhipei was worried that there would be chaos, he would use his identity as the administrator to walk around the Shaoqing encampment from time to time. When he saw the huge mist rising in the distance, his reaction was faster than anyone else's, and he immediately hid in the encampment.
At that moment, he saw the rolling white mist expanding outside, but he wasn't too worried. Since he was with the Shaoqing disciples, when they retreated, they would definitely bring him along.
He secretly rejoiced that he had reacted quickly.
At that moment, he saw a ray of spiritual light coming over.
He recognized it as the sect's talisman, and casually took it. However, when he opened it, his expression stiffened.
The talisman told him that all the administrators had already been teleported to a safe place, and asked him why he hadn't come.
His expression turned ugly. From the looks of it, even if he didn't do anything, they would still be teleported to a safe place? Then why did he rush to the Shaoqing encampment with so much difficulty?
Then, he comforted himself that the so-called safe place might not be safe. Even if he went there, he might not be able to avoid danger. It was safer for him to follow the Shaoqing disciples.
However, the situation made him feel that something was wrong. As the thin mist approached, the Shaoqing disciples seemed to have no intention of leaving.
He couldn't help but ask a Shaoqing disciple he was familiar with, "Fellow Daoist Guo, may I ask when your esteemed sect will leave this place?"
The disciple with the surname Guo replied, "We have no intention of leaving."
Lu Zhipei's eyes widened, and the veins on his neck bulged. He anxiously asked, "Why not? How can we not leave? "
The disciple with the surname Guo said matter-of-factly, "We, the Shaoqing disciples, never retreat when we encounter enemies."
Lu Zhipei suppressed his agitation and said softly, "I know that your esteemed disciples don't retreat when they encounter enemies. However, the mist outside is the work of an upper realm cultivator. Why do we have to fight them head-on? "
The disciple with the surname Guo said seriously, "Fellow Daoist, you're wrong. This mist is also a great enemy of our generation. It's just that this time …" He pointed at his heart. "The enemy is not outside, but inside."
If he encountered a cultivator whose cultivation far surpassed his own, he would naturally not wait for death here. However, Just Now, the elder in the sect had already explained that the mist would not cause any harm to them. Instead, it would create many illusions in their hearts. If they could not pass it, their minds would immediately be destroyed, and they would die. However, if they wanted to pass it, their mental state would definitely be higher, so he decided to stay.
After hearing the explanation, Lu Zhipei Just Now understood the trick here. It was not strange that the Shaoqing disciples dared to do this, but he did not have the confidence to pass it. Despair immediately appeared on his face, and he regretted his previous actions greatly.
The disciple with the surname Guo said plainly, "If you're not willing to stay here, there's a door at the back of the hall. It can send you to the encampment of our sect. It can temporarily protect you."
When Lu Zhipei heard that, it was as if he had found a life-saving straw. He cupped his hands and quickly ran towards the back.
On the other side, Li Hanxiao looked at the white mist gradually surging over and asked, "Fellow Daoist Jiang, I heard you say that I managed to avoid this calamity in the end?"
Jiang Mingtang smiled bitterly. "Fellow Daoist Li, it's just that the scene I'm seeing right now is very different from the dream. I don't know if you'll be able to pass it safely."
Li Hanxiao nodded and said, "I've heard Senior Grand Uncle Ran once say that the future is ever-changing and unpredictable." He gestured to the back. "There's a transfer formation in my pavilion that can only allow one person to pass through. Fellow Daoist can use it to leave this place."
Jiang Mingtang was stunned. He seemed to be thinking about something. After a long time, he took a deep breath and said, "I'm willing to stay here."
Li Hanxiao looked at him and said, "Fellow Daoist, you don't have to do that. I don't intend to leave anyway."
However, Jiang Mingtang shook his head and gritted his teeth. "In that dream, I only cultivated to the Yuanying realm, which means that my future will stop there. However, I'm not willing to give up. I might as well take this chance to see if I can break through the restrictions."
He felt that even if he obtained all the opportunities in his dream, he would only improve slightly from before. He would still not be able to pass that crucial obstacle. Instead of that, he might as well take a gamble here.
Li Hanxiao nodded. Since Jiang Mingtang made his own choice, he would not stop him. He sensed slightly and realized that none of his fellow disciples who returned to the remnant jade to fight had left. They all chose to stay and face this obstacle. He could not help but smile and sit down cross-legged, waiting quietly.
After a long time, the mist spread and engulfed the entire Shaoqing encampment.
In the encampment of Tianyue Ping Capital Sect, Ping Capital Sect Master Ni Tianping looked at the mist and sighed. "So the opportunity is here."
He called out, "Elder Cai."
Elder Cai bowed and said, "Please give me your orders, Sect Master."
Ni Tianping said, "Retreat with the disciples and hide in the place we arranged beforehand. Remember, don't let Ping Capital Sect suffer any losses."
Elder Cai looked up and asked, "What about Perfected Sect Master?"
Ni Tianping said calmly, "I'll stay here."
Elder Cai was shocked and said anxiously, "Perfected Sect Master, this …"
Ni Tianping looked ahead and said, "Elder Cai, there's no need to say anything else. This is my opportunity. Once I pass this obstacle, I have a chance of severing my mortal body."
Elder Cai became even more anxious. "But this is too dangerous. With Perfected Sect Master's cultivation, you'll be able to succeed even if you don't take this risk. On the other hand, if Ping Capital loses Perfected Sect Master, it'll be difficult for us to rise again …"
Ni Tianping shook his head and said, "Even if I die, there's still Elder Ge. He's also a genius, and Ping Capital Sect won't decline. If I cultivate according to the prescribed order, I might not be able to surpass him. This risk must be taken."
Elder Cai wanted to persuade him again, but Ni Tianping had already made up his mind. There was nothing he could do. Seeing that the white mist was getting closer and closer, he could only retreat with the disciples first.
Ni Tianping quietly watched the thin mist approach. He stood there without moving. In just a short while, his entire body was covered, and he could no longer be seen.
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