At that very moment, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds brooding over and bolts of lightning flashing. A powerful malevolent aura swept in as the enemy finally emerged. The man at the head in black robes sneered coldly: "With your strength, you dare to defy us? You are truly presumptuous."
Mo Wenjie snorted coldly and said, "Don't be arrogant." He charged ahead after that, activating the spiritual power within his body and pushing out a brilliant beam of light with both palms. Seeing this, the others also showed their ultimate skills one after another. In a moment, various beams of light shone and rushed towards the enemy. However, the man in black robes remained calm and composed. He waved his hand casually, and dark power surged out like a tidal wave, easily blocking the attacks and striking back at them. The others were shocked but didn't back down.
Mo Wenjie's heart stirred, recalling the forbidden martial arts taught by his master, which were powerful but came at a great cost to the practitioner. However, there was no turning back now, so he gritted his teeth and unleashed it. Instantly, Mo Wenjie's spiritual energy surged exponentially, causing ripples in the surrounding space. Then he bellowed loudly as he charged towards the man in black robes, breaking through the dark power with his own strength and directly striking at the vital points of his opponent.
Only then did the man in black robes' face turn from calm to panic, his eyes staring as wide as bells, and his mouth gaping so wide it could fit an egg. However, he had no time to make any effective countermeasures as Mo Wenjie arrived like a bolt of lightning, his attacks fierce and relentless, pouring down like a sudden storm.
A loud "bam" echoed as the man in black robes took a direct hit, letting out a bloodcurdling shriek. This scream seemed to pierce through the eardrums, leaving people shivering with fear. At the same time, his body seemed like a kite with its string cut, flying backward in a straight line.
With the fall of the man in black, the enemy's ranks fell into chaos instantly. The previously tight and orderly formation was shattered as they pushed and jostled each other, completely losing their previous coordination and teamwork.
Seeing this situation, the women on Mo Wenjie's side - Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baoying, Qin Xiaodie and Cao Chunlingg - all had eyes blazing like torches and were fixated on the enemy who was now in a state of panic. They knew that this was the perfect opportunity to deal them a lethal blow!
Only then did Huang Ling'er cry out, drawing her sword with deadly ferocity. The flash of the blade was like a bolt of lightning across the sky, straight for the enemy's vital spot. She moved with incredible agility and grace, each strike packing a formidable punch.
Jiang Yurou was determined not to be outdone. She tightly gripped a pair of love duck short knives, swirling through the enemy lines like fluttering butterflies. The blades flew in swift, arcing motions, gleaming with a cold light that struck terror into the hearts of their foes.
Xiao Yawen, on the other hand, held a long whip. As she swung it through the air, a crisp sound echoed through the air. With a strong swing, the whip lashed out like a fierce poisonous snake, striking the enemy's body.
Ding Yan held a long spear with spearpoint flashing with bits of frosty stars. She shouted and thrust the spear straight into the enemy ranks, her aura as mighty as a rainbow, unstoppable.
Tuo Baoying swung a pair of massive axes, their edges glinting with icy light. With every swing, a gust of wind was created, forcing the enemies to retreat in succession.
Qin Xiaodie, agile as a sparrow, moved through the throngs wielding a short sword. She attacked at unexpected angles, focusing on the enemy's weaknesses.
Cao Chunling drew her bowstring tight and let arrows fly towards the enemies like shooting stars.
As they fought bravely, they all shouted together in unison to encourage each other. "Kill them!" "Don't let these guys escape!" The high-pitched, energetic shouts echoed throughout the battlefield, stirring people's blood and making them feel exhilarated.
At this moment, the cries of battle from both sides mingled into a cacophony, deafening; the sounds of weapons clashing continued unabated, sparks flying. The battlefield descended into chaos instantly. Blood stained the ground and the specter of death hung over everyone.
However, the women of Mo Wenjie's side showed no sign of fear. In their hearts, there was only one belief: to annihilate the enemy and achieve victory!
The enemy forces retreated steadily, their defeat imminent. Suddenly, a massive crack formed in the ground behind the man in black robes, from which emerged a horde of demon-like creatures. They were enormous in size and emitted a putrid odor. The faces of Mo Wenjie and the others darkened upon seeing this, but there was no room for hesitation in battle.
Mo Wenjie struggled to hold his weak body, having just used the forbidden martial arts. He once again focused his spiritual energy. The women also quickly readjusted their positions, standing in a circle and facing behind each other. Huang Ling'er shouted: "Sisters, whatever enemies come our way, we must win today!"
The demonic creatures roared and charged, but the group fought back fiercely. Mo Wenjie noticed that their weakness was in the head, so he shouted to the others. They concentrated their firepower on attacking the demons' heads.
In the fierce battle, Mo Wenjie saw a mysterious light moving in the distance. As it got closer, he realized it was his master. It turned out that his master had sensed the danger here and had come to help. With his master's arrival, the situation turned around immediately. They worked together to unleash a powerful attack, eradicating all the demonic creatures and remaining enemies. The crowd cheered as the hard-fought battle finally ended in victory.
Mo Wenjie's eyes widened, his gaze locked onto the three familiar yet authoritative figures before him. A surge of indescribable excitement welled up inside him. His chest heaved with intense emotion, as if a small deer were charging wildly within, and his breathing grew labored.
"Master…" Mo Wenjie's lips trembled as he softly murmured. He could hardly believe his eyes; the three masters who had carefully taught and cherished him were actually here! All at once, a flood of memories from their past interactions surged into his heart, causing his eyes to moisten slightly.
After a slight moment of composure, Mo Wenjie couldn't wait to ask, "Master, when did you ascend to heaven? I have been eagerly waiting for the day we would meet again!" His voice was filled with anticipation and joy, like a child finally reunited with their long-lost loved ones.
The imposing and dignified Master Liu Hongsheng, with his fair complexion and bright, lively eyes, was smiling indulgently and scrutinizing Mo Wenjie, nodding slightly in approval. Next to him, Master Duan Luochen was donned in a light blue robe that swirled gracefully in the air. His aura was exquisitely refined, and he raised his corners of his mouth into a benign smile, nodding lightly to Mo Wenjie as well. Meanwhile, Master Meng Feilong stood robust and sturdy, resembling an unshakeable iron tower. His countenance was imposing yet stern; however, he broke into a hearty laugh and vigorously waved at Mo Wenjie to express affirmation and encouragement. The three masters stood there smiling at Mo Wenjie as if they were filled with anticipation and trust in him.
Step forward, Master Liu Hongsheng said, "We just ascended recently and sensed that there was difficulty here. We guessed you would be here, so we came to help you." Mo Wenjie hurriedly bowed respectfully to express his gratitude. Master Duan Luochen waved his hand and smiled, "No need for such formalities. You have made great progress in your cultivation, and I am very proud of you." Mo Wenjie scratched his head, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
At this moment, Master Meng Feilong spoke in a deep voice, "However, this battle has exposed some of your weaknesses. You need to work hard to improve them in the future." Mo Wenjie nodded respectfully. Then, Master Liu Hongsheng handed Mo Wenjie a ancient and secret book, saying, "This is what I obtained during my journey to ascend. I hope you will study it carefully." Mo Wenjie happily took it.
Master Duan Luochen reminded: "This secret book is profound and mysterious. You must not rush to success." Mo Wenjie agreed. Then, the master and apprentices returned together with the women to Mo Wenjie's cave residence. They discussed the future cultivation and exchanged experiences of flying up. Listening to the stories of their masters, Mo Wenjie's eyes grew more determined, and his heart was full of yearning for the future cultivation path. He decided to work hard to improve his strength, live up to his masters' expectations.
Mo Wenjie looked at Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, and the others. The masters and the few of them were disciples, but in the heavens, they were all couples!
Only then did we see Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yurou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuo Baoying, Qin Xiaodie, and Cao Chunling and the others. All of them had respectful expressions on their faces. They hurriedly bowed low, forwarding their bodies with both hands clasped in front of their chests. Then they all shouted in unison: "We are paying our respects to the three masters!" Their voices were clear and loud, echoing in the air like they could pierce through the clouds. Their actions were neat and coordinated as if they had been trained well. Each of them kept their head low and looked up at the three masters with reverence.
Only then did we see Master Liu Hongsheng's lips curl up slightly, revealing a faint smile. His bright eyes flashed with a gentle glow. Master Duan Luochen's face lit up with a radiant smile, while Master Meng Feilong looked amiable at them!
Watching the joyful scene before him, Mo Wenjie was filled with emotion. Suddenly, a melodious flute sound echoed from outside. The sound was ethereal and graceful, yet it carried an unusual charm. The group was taken aback, and Mo Wenjie stood up to go outside and investigate.
Only then did we see a white-clad woman standing outside the cave, her face was exceptionally beautiful, yet faintly cold. She put down her flute and looked at Mo Wenjie, "I heard that you obtained a secret book, so I came to borrow it for a while." Mo Wenjie furrowed his brow, this woman's origins were unknown, so how could he lend out the secret book easily.
The masters also came out, and Master Liu Hongsheng examined the woman, "Who are you? How do you know there is a secret book here?" The woman smiled faintly, "My name is Ling Yōu. I have my own sources of information. If you refuse to lend it, we can have a match. If you lose, the secret book will be mine."
Mo Wenjie naturally wouldn't agree and was about to reject. However, Master Meng Feilong stepped forward and said, "Then let me, the old man, demonstrate your skills." As he spoke, the two engaged in a match. Although Ling Yōu appeared delicate, her moves were extremely fierce. After several exchanges, there was no clear victor. Finally, Ling Yōu used the illusionary vanishing steps and sneakily approached Meng Feilong's back. With a light touch on his meridian point, she pinned him to the spot. Meng Feilong couldn't move, and everyone was surprised. Ling Yōu then approached Mo Wenjie and demanded the secret book. Holding the secret book tightly, Mo Wenjie didn't know what to do as a golden light shot out from it and pushed Ling Yōu away several feet.
