At this moment, the hundred-mile gray clouds in the high altitude had completely turned into five colors. At its center, the cloud mass had twisted to form an enormous void. A beam of brilliant golden light was projecting down from it, enveloping a suspended mountain peak below.

The mountain peak, shrouded by a cyan light curtain, was entirely plated with a layer of golden light, making it look like a dazzling golden mountain.

Inside the secret chamber of the cave dwelling, Han Li sat cross-legged with his eyes tightly closed. Golden light shimmered all over his body, making him look like a golden-armored deity cast in molten gold.

At his chest and abdomen, eleven golden light spots shone brightly, flickering like stars.

Near them, another golden vortex, about the size of a fist, was slowly condensing.

"Boom!"

Just then, a thunderous sound suddenly came from the high altitude, and the sky full of colored clouds immediately surged wildly.

The originally seemingly peaceful and auspicious golden beam also trembled violently, rotating rapidly, and soon transformed into a golden tornado pillar that pierced through the heavens and the earth.

With a loud "bang!"

The cyan light curtain covering the outside of the mountain peak was shattered directly by the impact of this giant pillar. The golden beam fell straight into the cave dwelling on the mountain peak.

The suspended mountain peak shook violently, and the entire mountain peak sank a little. An extremely violent airwave swept out from it, sweeping in all directions.

The round-faced youth flying up from below had just approached the mountain peak when he was hit by this airwave. The protective light shield that had just lit up on his body surface disintegrated, and he was sent flying backwards like a broken sack until he crashed into a nearby low mountain, only then managing to stabilize his figure.

After a flush of red appeared on his face, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

But after wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, he carefully hovered in mid-air, glanced at the abyss below, and then looked remotely at the mountain peak.

In his palm, he was tightly clutching a silver secret talisman.

After the golden beam fell on the mountain peak, it shattered directly, turning into golden light like powder, scattering down with a brilliant glow.

Inside the secret chamber of the cave dwelling.

Han Li suddenly opened his eyes, golden light shining through them. The golden vortex at his chest and abdomen then rotated frantically, emitting an extremely powerful suction force from within.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

A gust of wind sounded, and the golden light in the sky, along with the rich spiritual energy between the surrounding heavens and the earth, converged towards the vortex at Han Li's chest and abdomen,浩浩荡荡, like a surging river, with an astonishing momentum.

The twelfth immortal aperture is condensing!

"Elder Li, this…"

The round-faced youth, suspended outside the mountain peak, looked at the golden river circling the mountain peak, so surprised that he could hardly speak. He had been fortunate enough to witness other immortals breaking through, but none had such a grand and mighty power.

Just as he was surprised, another deafening "boom" resounded through the void.

Immediately afterwards, confused shouts and screams kept coming from the abyss below.

The situation seemed a bit bad. He wondered if they could still hold on.

However, when the youth looked down, his vision was blocked by the overlapping mountain peaks, and he could not see anything at all.

The look of hesitation on his face grew stronger and stronger. He clenched his fist again and again, and the sweat from his palm had already soaked the talisman. Finally, he gritted his teeth and injected a wisp of magic power into the talisman.

A cyan light suddenly flew out from his palm, shooting towards the direction of Han Li's cave dwelling with a sharp cry.

Then, the round-faced youth turned his body and plunged straight into the abyss below.

At this time, the abyss was already in chaos.

The cyan light curtain constructed by the Candle Dragon Dao disciples had been broken through and become fragmented. Only some areas still had people urging the cyan banners to support it with difficulty.

In the surrounding broken areas, fog had already surged out, spreading upwards, and was about to engulf more mountain peaks.

The round-faced youth saw Hu Zhen leading the Candle Dragon Dao disciples, constantly retreating upwards.

Hu Zhen's dark face was full of gloom. As soon as he saw the round-faced youth, he immediately flew over and asked, "Luo Tang, have you notified Elder Li?"

"I have already notified him, but Elder Li is at a critical juncture in his breakthrough. I don't know when he will be able to come out…" said the round-faced youth.

"The Great Ravine has experienced an anomaly that has never occurred in nearly ten thousand years. Now, Elder Li is the only True Immortal Realm elder in the secret realm. If he cannot come out to preside over the overall situation as soon as possible, I'm afraid…" Hu Zhen said worriedly.

Before he could finish his words, a roar of a strange beast came from below. Dense masses of white ghosts surged out from the abyss, no longer caring whether there was thick fog to cover them, and charged towards the floating mountains above.

Along the way, the Candle Dragon Dao disciples activated their magic weapons one after another, killing towards these white monsters.

For a time, five-colored streamers lit up everywhere above the Great Ravine, flying swords and treasure wheels galloped around, and flames and frost fell in confusion, instantly killing nearly a thousand white ghosts.

Flesh and blood flew in the air, and pieces of white ghost corpses fell everywhere.

Those white ghosts that were not blocked and rushed out of the dense fog range, before they could fly far, turned black one by one, as if their breathing had failed. They clutched their necks and fell painfully into the abyss.

However, even so, these white ghosts still rushed upwards like crazy, regardless of everything.

"What's going on…" The round-faced youth watched in stunned silence and muttered.

"I think they look like… like they are running for their lives…" A hint of fear flashed in Hu Zhen's eyes, and he said slowly.

Just then, a beast's roar sounded again, the sound coming from a very close place.

In the thick fog, a black giant shadow suddenly leaped out, opened a bloody mouth, and swallowed a dozen white ghosts in one bite, then quickly retreated back.

Immediately afterwards, two more black shadows shot out from the other side of the thick fog, also dragging dozens of white ghosts back into the depths of the thick fog.

Its speed was extremely fast, and it was hidden in the thick fog. The round-faced youth did not even see the shadow of the monster clearly.

"What is that thing…" he cried in terror.

The dark-skinned youth silently shook his head, without saying a word.

"What to do? If we retreat like this, we won't be able to hand in any spiritual medicine this year. If the sect blames us, we…" The round-faced youth's face was ugly, and he couldn't go on.

Hu Zhen frowned tightly and glanced upwards. He couldn't help but feel a bit of resentment towards that Elder Li in his heart, but that was all. Naturally, he didn't dare to harbor any resentment.

"We can't retreat. Let's not worry about those white ghosts for now, and concentrate on dealing with the monsters in the thick fog. All disciples, listen to the order, gather quickly, and prepare to meet the enemy," Hu Zhen gritted his teeth and shouted.

Many Candle Dragon Dao disciples had already been panicked, but after hearing these words, they still lit up their escape lights one after another and gathered here.

"Form the Myriad Sect Sword Formation," the dark-skinned youth shouted loudly.

When everyone heard this, they did not hesitate, and they all pinched their sword techniques, driving their flying swords, and hovering in the air.

Those cultivators who did not have flying swords also raised their palms one after another and injected their magic power into the sword formation.

The Myriad Sect Sword Formation is a rather basic and ordinary sword formation in the Candle Dragon Dao. It does not require too complicated sword formation cooperation. As long as there are enough flying swords connected to each other, it can exert great power.

Among the floating mountain peaks, thousands of flying swords rose into the air, their sword lights merged with each other, emitting bursts of dense trembling sounds.

Hu Zhen's eyes lit up immediately. He obviously did not expect that the sword formation that he had temporarily initiated would have such great potential. If this were the case, it might really be possible to kill the strange beasts in the thick fog.

"Kill!" Hu Zhen let out a low shout.

As soon as his voice started, everyone echoed, and a earth-shattering killing sound suddenly resounded through the abyss.

In mid-air, the sound of "clang clang" was loud, and thousands of flying swords gathered together, like a torrent of flying swords rushing down towards the thick fog below.

Countless white ghosts rushing out of the thick fog were swept into the five-colored flying sword torrent and died one after another.

"Awoo…"

A earth-shattering roar sounded.

The thick fog in the Great Ravine surged up wildly at ten times the speed before, and swallowed all the flying swords in one fell swoop.

"Zheng zheng zheng…"

A series of extremely dense sounds of gold and stone colliding constantly came from the thick fog. Hundreds of flying swords were knocked out of control by a great force, and they flew out of the fog one after another.

Even more so, they shattered directly, causing the sword controllers to be greatly shaken, and they vomited blood one after another and were seriously injured.

In the thick fog, nine black snake heads as large as mountain peaks protruded from the fog, each with a pair of narrow, dark golden vertical pupils, looking at everyone with cold eyes.

Their heads were all swaying slightly, and strips of scarlet long letters were spitting out, making bursts of "hissing" sounds.

Hu Zhen only glanced at one of the heads, and felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and he could no longer muster any resistance.

It was clear that he was above and the giant snake was below, but he felt that he was being looked down upon by those giant snakes, and only one thought remained in his mind: "I'm doomed…"

In fact, he was not the only one who had this thought. Almost everyone present had fallen into despair, and even forgot to run away.

After a while, the nine giant snake heads contracted at the same time, opening their mouths and spewing out a foul wind, and tearing towards the top.

"Evil creatures, how dare you!"

Just then, an extremely dignified voice suddenly came from above everyone.

While everyone was still in shock, and before they had time to look up, they only felt a cyan light flash in front of them, and a figure had already appeared in front of them.

He was tall and upright, with a cyan shirt fluttering in the wind. His whole body seemed to be covered with a fluorescent light, making him look like a celestial being.

"Elder Li!" Hu Zhen couldn't help but shout.

When everyone saw this, they also shouted one after another. They were like drowning people who were about to die, and were suddenly pulled out by someone at the moment of their death struggle. This feeling of rebirth made them all cry with joy.

At this moment, the nine snake heads had already opened their bloody mouths and were biting towards this side.

Han Li waved his sleeves, and a gust of clear wind blew out, wrapping everyone up and floating upwards, flying straight out hundreds of miles away.

Then he pressed down with one hand, and a cyan light gushed out from it. Nine cyan flying swords circled uncertainly, and hundreds of thousands of cyan sword lights flew out from them, forming a cyan sword curtain that almost covered the entire Great Ravine.

These cyan flying swords were the Green Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords that had been changed in their aura and appearance after being sacrificed and refined. Usually, they could be activated as one sword, or divided into nine swords. Of course, if there were no scruples, they could also be divided into seventy-two swords.Mortal's Journey: Immortal World
by Wang Yu