Chapter 366: Six Children Unite in Battle

"Oh? You know everything—could you be the roundworm in my stomach?" Xiao Lingwei's expression was cold, her tone mocking.

Lu Xiangxiang choked.

【Target person Xiao Lingwei, Awakening Value reaches 48.】

"Jin, take her out first!" Xiao Lingwei said directly.

Then, the physically weak Hong Zhengqing anxiously said, "You dare!"

As Xiao Lingwei and the others looked over, Hong Zhengqing's heart jumped; he steadied himself and said, "Junior Sister Lu is a disciple of the Formless Immortal Venerable—aren't you afraid the Formless Immortal Venerable will punish you?"

Yuan Yao shrank like a startled fawn behind her own Second Senior Sister, biting her lip, aggrieved: "Second Senior Sister, I'm so scared. They want to forcibly take what's on us, and they won't even let us fight back. The Heaven One Sect is too overbearing—does the Formless Immortal Venerable also want to bully the weak with strength?"

"I see." Xiao Lingwei swept a disdainful gaze over the Heaven One Sect disciples present, finally landing on the broken-armed old man, her tone icy: "I give you two choices: get lost, or fight to the death."

The Second Elder also guessed the identities of Xiao Lingwei, Song Yan, and Xue Jin.

Before the Second Elder could speak, Xiao Lingwei's voice came again.

"I'll count to three."

"One."

The Heaven One Sect disciples looked panicked at their own Second Elder.

After the Seventh Elder recalled his long sword, he snorted coldly: "Can your Carefree Sect even guard these treasures? Once word gets out that your Carefree Sect obtained them, your Carefree Sect will become the target of everyone's anger!"

"Two." Xiao Lingwei's expression didn't change.

Yuan Yao said: "Want it? Go ask our master for it."

The Seventh Elder's originally righteous and confident aura instantly diminished by half upon hearing that.

"Lu Xiang!" the Second Elder said, his face solemn as he looked at Lu Xiangxiang.

"Three!" Xiao Lingwei's voice fell abruptly, and at that very moment she lashed her whip at the Seventh Elder.

The air crackled with sound, accompanied by roaring flames, raising the temperature of the passage instantly, scorching to the point of making breathing nearly impossible.

Meanwhile, Xue Jin, in the first instant, gripped the azure Water Moon Sword and fiercely slashed toward Lu Xiangxiang's direction, killing intent heavy.

Lu Xiangxiang's face changed in shock.

She couldn't help but call out, "Ah Jin."

Xue Jin stared blankly for a moment.

Just as Lu Xiangxiang felt a glimmer of hope, thinking Xue Jin might still harbor a bit of feeling for her, she saw the azure long sword swing violently, tracing a sharp blade of light like a surging torrent rolling toward her, unstoppable.

Only a tremendous boom was heard, deafening, making the whole space tremble.

Lu Xiangxiang had no time to react before being flung away by that powerful force, crashing heavily to the ground, her body rolling continuously, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth.

But Xue Jin showed no sign of stopping; his figure flashed quickly, raising his sword high, and without hesitation he ruthlessly chopped down toward Lu Xiangxiang's head.

At the same time, he coldly spat out two words: "Disgusting."

Seeing death about to fall upon her head, Lu Xiangxiang reluctantly used a precious substitute talisman.

In an instant, a blinding white light burst forth, like a blazing sun, illuminating the entire passage as bright as daytime.

Everyone was startled.

When the white light faded, they saw a tall figure.

That was precisely the illusory form of the Formless Immortal Venerable!

"Xue Jin, be careful!" Ying Wuji exclaimed, his pupils constricting.

The Formless Immortal Venerable's expression was indifferent; he raised his palm and slammed it at Xue Jin.

Even though Xue Jin exerted all his strength, he couldn't block that palm force and was blasted away.

Several of his ribs instantly broke, intense pain surged from his chest, and blood continuously welled from the corner of his mouth.

"Fourth Senior Brother!" Yuan Yao flashed over and hurried to catch him.

Xue Jin's whole face turned deathly pale; he violently coughed up several mouthfuls of blood.

Everyone stopped fighting.

Everyone stared at the illusory form of the Formless Immortal Venerable!

An indescribable fear and pressure, like a massive mountain weighing on everyone's hearts, made them feel dread and their hearts race.

When the Heaven One Sect disciples saw the Formless Immortal Venerable's illusory form suddenly appear, their previously tense expressions instantly relaxed, replaced by looks of ecstatic joy.

The people of the Heaven One Sect felt an unprecedented sense of confidence and security.

"Yan..." Lu Xiangxiang barely supported her heavily wounded body and staggered to her feet.

She trembled as she stretched out her right hand, painfully lifting her arm, and fixed her gaze on Yuan Yao, saying: "Master, the thing is on her!"

Before her words finished, the Formless Immortal Venerable slowly raised his palm, as if trying to seize Yuan Yao in one grab.

Yuan Yao's expression changed slightly, a surge of panic rising in her heart.

She discovered her body had completely lost control, involuntarily drifting toward the Formless Immortal Venerable's illusory form.

As the distance to the Formless Immortal Venerable grew closer, Yuan Yao felt an invisible force tightening, as if the next moment would completely devour her.

At the critical moment, five figures arrived before Yuan Yao.

Without hesitation, they blocked in front of Yuan Yao, forming an impregnable line of defense.

Immediately, Song Yan and the five others launched an attack, each unleashing their strongest skill, flooding the heavens and earth as they bombarded the Formless Immortal Venerable's illusory form.

For a moment, light shone in all directions, and powerful energy surged everywhere.

But their attacks were like hitting cotton—utterly ineffective.

Cang Li snorted coldly, "I never thought the venerable Formless Immortal Venerable would also try to snatch things from juniors!"

The Formless Immortal Venerable's expression unchanged; he waved his palm.

Boom—

The six simultaneously defended, yet were still shoved back several steps; their internal spiritual energy surged, causing a dull ache in their chests.

And in the next moment, the Formless Immortal Venerable's hand slowly tightened.

Yuan Yao's face changed in shock, feeling her body once again uncontrollably lurch toward the Formless Immortal Venerable.

Cang Li and Xiao Lingwei quickly grabbed her.

Ying Wuji, Xue Jin, and Song Yan exchanged a glance, then shot forward with extreme speed toward the Formless Immortal Venerable's phantom.

They simultaneously unleashed their sword techniques!

"A single blade across a thousand mountains — only heaven, only earth, only mankind!"

"Illusion‑Breaking Sword!"

The three simultaneously swung a sword; in an instant, three utterly different sword qi shone off each other, intertwining to form a huge sword net. This sword net exuded a suffocating aura, and the power it contained was enough to make the entire passage gradually begin to crack.

The Formless Immortal Venerable's phantom raised a hand and blocked.

Boom—boom—boom!

The huge impact surged through the entire passage, flipping the disciples of the Heaven One Sect onto the ground.

The Second Elder, unable to withstand this impact, was flung away in a sorry state.

The Seventh Elder and Bian Chen could still resist it.

Nie Bai raised a defensive spiritual shield to resist, but was shaken back several dozen steps.

"What is there to fear from a phantom conjured by a substitute talisman?!" Xiao Lingwei's eyes turned icy; she gripped the bone‑joint long whip in her hand.

Cang Li snorted: "Get him!"

Yuan Yao steadied her mind, then began to focus, gathering her mental power onto the Phantom Spirit Sword and raising it.

"Second Senior Sister, Third Senior Brother, let's go!"