Mo Wenjie took the lead and took a step forward. A stream of spiritual force burst out of his body, turning into a thin shield that enveloped everyone. Just then, a huge black claw emerged from the dark clouds and lunged at the crowd. Ding Qingyao clasped her hands together and muttered incantations. Several ice spikes were fired, hitting the black claw, but only slowing it down slightly.
Huang Ling'er shouted fiercely, and a pair of resplendent wings appeared behind her, propelling her forward like an arrow shot from a bow into the dark clouds. Jiang Yu Rou, unwilling to be outdone, drew her long sword, its blade shimmering with cold light, following closely behind. Xiao Yawen unleashed earth element spells, raising a series of earth walls on the ground to try and block any impending attacks.
Suddenly, some of the clouds dispersed, revealing a pair of blood-red eyes. Mo Wenjie was shocked, this must be an extremely powerful evil cultivator. He took a deep breath and activated his entire spiritual force, his body emitting dazzling light as he shouted loudly, "Let's all put everything we have into one final attack!" Everyone responded in unison, gathering various spiritual forces to form a destructive force that headed towards the pair of red eyes. With a deafening roar, an epic showdown unfolded.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, activating all his spiritual power to quickly calm himself down. The pair of blood-red eyes radiated an ominous gaze that seemed to swallow everything in the world. The air around them grew icy, sending shivers down the spines of everyone present and carrying traces of malevolent energy.
Mo Wenjie tightly gripped the sword in his hand, its blade shimmering with cold light, as if warding off this evil force as well. His gaze was firm and unflinching as he met the blood-red eyes. Though his inner tension was at its peak, he knew that if he showed any sign of fear now, there would be no place for him to be buried.
The evil cultivator seemed to be observing Mo Wenjie, after a moment of silence, the surrounding clouds began to violently churn, as if they were about to launch a terrifying attack. Mo Wenjie could feel the impending danger, he silently concentrated his spiritual power, ready to face the coming storm. Suddenly, a streak of black light shot towards him like lightning from the clouds, Mo Wenjie twisted his body and swung his sword, issuing a spiritual force strike towards the black light. With a loud "bang", the collision of spiritual power produced an impact wave that swept away all around, shaking countless trees.
Mo Wenjie's feet were firmly anchored to the ground, his robes fluttering in the night breeze. The pair of blood-red eyes glowed like specters in the dark, exuding an icy aura that sent shivers down the spines of everyone present. His teeth clenched, his fists clenched tightly, his knuckles turning white from the force, his gaze unwavering and piercing, akin to two sharp blades directly piercing towards the evil cultivator hidden in the darkness.
The wind grew more fierce, as if roaring in support of this confrontation between good and evil. Mo Wenjie's hair was swept wildly by the gale, but it did not disrupt his composure. In his heart, he repeatedly recited his oath, with each word carrying the weight of a thousand jin, sustaining his faltering belief.
"Today, I will not let you this evil villain do evil again!" Mo Wenjie shouted loudly, his voice spreading far and wide in the silent night. The evil cultivator seemed to be angered by his aura, emitting a chilling laugh that sounded like the hoot of a night owl, causing everyone's spine to shiver.
Mo Wenjie took a deep breath, calming his racing heart, and maintained his gaze steadfastly on the blood-red eyes, not allowing himself to relax for a moment. He knew that the evil cultivator was cunning and ruthless, and that he must proceed with caution. Even if the path ahead was filled with thorns and even if there was a vast disparity in strength, he would not retreat. Because the flame of justice in his heart burned fiercely, granting him endless courage and power. He believed that justice would prevail over evil, and he was determined to fight to his utmost to eradicate this scourge from the world.
At that moment, the evil cultivator suddenly appeared, revealing a humanoid creature shrouded in black robes. He appeared in a flash, appearing right in front of the crowd, his speed astounding. Mo Wenjie shouted and thrust his sword forward, but the evil cultivator lightly flicked his sleeve, sending Mo Wenjie flying backward. The others saw this and rushed towards the evil cultivator. Huang Ling'er flapped her wings, generating fierce air currents to attack the evil cultivator; Jiang Yu Rou's sword techniques were swift as wind, with her sword shadows enveloping the enemy; Xiao Yawen controlled soil and rocks, attempting to trap the evil cultivator. However, the evil cultivator remained calm and composed, spitting out a ball of black flames from his mouth which quickly spread outwards, pushing everyone back.
Mo Wenjie struggled to his feet, realizing that the evil cultivator's power far exceeded his imagination. Suddenly, he recalled a formation recorded in the ancestral scriptures of his martial arts school that was effective against evil practitioners. He quickly gathered everyone and had them stand in specific positions, and together they activated the formation. The formation emitted a radiant light and gradually advanced towards the evil cultivator. The evil cultivator felt threatened and resisted with all his might, but the righteous light continually weakened his malevolent energy.
Finally, as the wretched scream echoed through the heavens, the evil cultivator disintegrated under the onslaught of the powerful formation. In a dazzling burst of light, it was like a spectacular fireworks display; however, it swiftly faded and dissipated entirely.
Mo Wenjie, along with Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobaying Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, and the beautiful and moving Jin Can Immortal Maiden, the graceful Ling Xue, and Liu Chuandong with his lively and adorable spirit fox beside him, all showed signs of exhaustion on their faces. Yet their eyes shone with a look of relief and joy. Their lips curled slightly upwards in a knowing smile.
After a thrilling life-or-death confrontation, Mo Wenjie and his companions triumphed over the evil forces with their indomitable will and harmonious coordination, defending the peace and tranquility of this land. Their hearts were filled with a sense of achievement and optimism for a better future, knowing that their efforts had not been in vain. The vast expanse of land they had protected from harm would once again be teeming with life and vitality.
Mo Wenjie looked around, seeing the familiar land now safe and sound, and let out a long sigh of relief. The group began to support each other as they walked back, along the way filled with laughter and chatter.
Not long ago, they returned to their living quarters. The residents already knew of their victory and had gathered in the streets to welcome the heroes' return. The streets were filled with flowers and cheers, and children ran happily around them.
Mo Wenjie and the others were surrounded and taken to the central square. The clan chief walked up, his eyes filled with gratitude, "Thank you, heroes, for saving our homeland. This is a small token of our appreciation." He then ordered people to bring out many precious cultivation resources.
Mo Wenjie declined on behalf of everyone, "Defending this land is what we should do, so these resources should be left for your own development."
For the following long time, Mo Wenjie and his companions were never lazy, their tightened string of heart never loosening. Every so often, they would gather together in a heated discussion about various aspects of cultivation and experiences. Each person generously shared the essence they had understood without reservation, learning from each other and improving themselves. Because they knew that only by constantly enhancing their own strength could they better face possible incoming evil cultivators.
Moreover, with a strong sense of responsibility, Mo Wenjie and his companions actively sought out and instructed the young promising individuals living here. Starting from the basic qi refining techniques, they patiently and meticulously guided these young people on their path of cultivation. They hoped that through this method, they could cultivate more powerful protectors to jointly defend this peaceful and harmonious land.
Under the united efforts of everyone, this originally ordinary and unremarkable little place gradually came alive with vitality. The fertile fields were teeming with thriving crops, and the joy of harvest was etched on every farmer's face; the market was bustling with people coming and going, with a variety of goods on display, the sounds of bartering rising and falling; children played joyfully in the streets and alleys, their innocent laughter echoing in the air... The people here lived a peaceful and prosperous life, filled with a pervasive sense of happiness and warmth.
However, behind this breathtaking and magnificent scene, there is a group of people who have always been committed to their duties and quietly put in their best efforts and hard work. They are Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobaying Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Golden Silkworm Immortal Maiden, Ling Xue, and Liu Chuandong along with his lively and cunning spirit fox. Although their names may not be well-known to the public, their contributions are irreversible.
Mo Wenjie, a man of exceptional wisdom and indomitable spirit, led the group to overcome numerous difficulties with his outstanding leadership skills and deep strategic thinking. Ding Qingyao, with her gentle and kind-hearted nature and acute observational abilities, provided everyone with meticulous care and support.
Huang Ling'er is lively and outgoing, always bringing laughter and joy to those around her. She also resolves crisis after crisis with her courage and wit. Jiang Yu Rou, with a delicate appearance, possesses an inner strength that is unparalleled. She can step up at critical moments and show incredible power.
Xiao Yawen is smart and agile, good at thinking and innovating, constantly providing the team with new ideas and methods. Ding Yan is passionate and generous, treating friends with sincerity and frankness. Her optimism and positivity inspire everyone around her.
Tuobaying Yingying, hailing from a foreign land, brings with her a unique charm and talent, adding a distinct hue to the entire team. Qin Xiaodie is innocent and adorable, like a fluttering butterfly, bringing endless joy and warmth to people.
Cao Chunling is hardworking and simple, quietly taking on the task of logistics to ensure everyone's peace of mind; the Jīn Can Immortal Maiden is proficient in medicine, saving countless lives and providing a solid backup for everyone's safety.
Ling Xue is like an immortal maiden in the snow and ice, cold and beautiful, yet her superior martial arts skills and decisive nature command respect; Liu Chuandong is sincere and honest, willing to bear hardships, never shirking from any arduous task.
Lastly, there is the clever and mischievous spirit fox, which not only understands human nature but also often plays unexpected roles at critical moments, adding many mysterious and fantastical elements to the story.
It is because of people like Mo Wenjie, Ding Qingyao, Huang Ling'er, Jiang Yu Rou, Xiao Yawen, Ding Yan, Tuobaying Yingying, Qin Xiaodie, Cao Chunling, the Golden Silkworm Immortal Maiden, Ling Xue, and Liu Chuandong who possess unique qualities and a big heart that such wonderful things are possible. Their efforts and sacrifices are like countless stars shining brightly in the sky. While they may not be as eye-catching as the stars in the sky, they light up the entire universe.
