"Alright," Wei Daoyou coldly uttered.
Elder Tian also took out a jade slip, which contained a map of Yanhsia City, as well as some of the original forbidden areas.
Elder Tian rubbed the jade slip and nodded. "Let's go," he said, leading the group towards the inner city.
Wrapped in the red breeze, they appeared invisible from the outside, with only a faint flow of the breeze barely perceptible.
As they proceeded, they did encounter some alien demons, but mostly low-level disciples on patrol, with the highest cultivation being only Golden Core cultivators, hurrying along, naturally unable to see through their tracks.
The environment inside the city had changed a lot compared to before, with many streets and houses being flattened.
The important areas of the city, however, had not changed their locations.
A quarter of an hour later, the nine entered the inner city of Yanhsia City.
The inner city was now shrouded in a layer of demonic mist, which was a restriction, and not many alien demon cultivators were patrolling nearby, as they seemed to have been transferred to the west city to defend the city.
This layer of restriction was quite powerful, and they were blocked on the periphery as soon as they approached.
The nine wandered around the periphery for a while, with the old man Yin Guang holding a formation plate emitting black air in his hand, constantly sensing something.
Suddenly, he frowned slightly, occasionally muttering inaudible incantations.
Zhang Ling noticed that the formation plate in this person's hand was different from ordinary formation plates, seemingly refined from some kind of demonic material.
"Brother Yin, how is it going? Can you quickly break through this restriction?"
"This is the alien demons' Demonic Light Earth Spirit Formation, not a top-notch formation, but its power is not small.
Entering inside, our whereabouts will be exposed.
If we want to sneak in silently, it will be a bit troublesome.
Give the old man some time, I will set up a special formation to cover us, and it is likely that our whereabouts will not be exposed," Old Man Yin Guang replied with a frown.
The others could only patiently wait upon hearing this.
Old Man Yin Guang's hand flashed with spiritual light, and he took out a stack of white formation flags, waving his hand to suspend these formation flags around everyone.
A square black crystal stone also appeared in his hand, which was actually a high-grade magic stone, but it seemed to have been refined, with many strange runes engraved on it.
Yin Guang sensed the change in his hand and began to activate the formation flags.
Rumbling noises kept coming from outside, it seemed that their army was attacking fiercely.
I wonder how the battle is going?
However, the situation outside had little to do with their nine-man team.
They were only responsible for destroying the magic stone spirit mine that the alien demons had moved here, and that would be considered completing the task.
If their side won, destroying the strategic resource reserves of the alien demons would be enough to drive back the alien demons in one fell swoop.
If the siege failed, their destruction of the magic stone mine could also greatly damage the alien demons, which would also be a strategic victory.
In a short while, the righteous energy released by Old Man Yin Guang lit up with a gray spiritual light, creating a hazy demonic mist that wrapped around everyone.
"The old man's formation has been set up, fellow Daoists should not easily reveal their spiritual power, and their divine sense should not be spread beyond ten feet, so that we can safely pass through this demonic mist."
Everyone nodded silently, and without delay, rushed into the demonic mist.
It was dark inside, and one could see wisps of purple demonic energy constantly lingering.
Everyone retracted their divine sense, unable to explore the outside situation, but the purple demonic energy rushing to where they were was shielded by the gray energy created by Yin Guang.
Yin Guang guided them, and it only took a short while to pass through the demonic mist and reach the inside.
At first glance, everyone's eyes were instantly attracted by a purple light.
In this inner city, all the buildings had been leveled, and a purple mountain peak more than a hundred feet high was located on the flat ground.
This mountain peak was glowing with purple light all over, and rhombus-shaped purple magic stones could be seen inlaid on it everywhere.
"Tsk tsk, the alien demons' handwriting is not small, this spirit mine mountain is of high quality, and most of the magic stones on it are of medium quality.
Could it be that the alien demons discovered a high-grade magic mine over there," Old Fire slapped his head and smacked his lips, marveling.
Elder Tian nodded secretly, with a hint of greed in his eyes.
Zhang Ling glanced slightly at the eyes of the others, and most of the others were like this, their expressions becoming a little strange.
Even he himself felt a bit of greed in his heart.
After a moment of silence, Elder Tian said, "Fellow Daoists, don't forget our mission, this spirit mine mountain not only contains magic stones, as long as you destroy this mountain, the cultivation resources inside can be taken by you fellow Daoists."
"Elder Tian, don't worry, we will naturally not forget the purpose of coming here," the Griffin Old Ghost chuckled.
The others also echoed a few words, and then approached again.
This magic stone spirit mine mountain is naturally not easy to destroy.
There must be powerful formations and restrictions set up by the alien demons on it.
Sure enough, after only a hundred feet, another invisible restriction blocked them.
Yin Guang took out the formation plate again and began to break the restriction.
However, the restriction here was a bit more powerful than the outer layer of demonic mist.
Although Yin Guang was a formation master, he could not break it in a short time.
Thus, the actions of the nine were delayed.
Time passed little by little, and after another quarter of an hour, Yin Guang shook his head, informing everyone of the situation with an ugly face.
"The restriction here is powerful, and the old man can't recognize what kind of formation it is.
Of course, it can't be broken, I also saw a little trick, but to break it, it will take at least half a day.
Now there is a big battle outside, I think everyone around here dare not delay like this."
"Since this is the case, there is no need for us to hide our aura.
Why don't we all take action together and break it with force," Shi Daoyou of the True Yang Sect reached out and clenched his fist.
Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Elder Tian.
Elder Tian was the leader, and as long as he agreed, they would not have too many scruples.
Elder Tian frowned, nodded, and was about to agree to this suggestion.
Suddenly, Wei Daoyou quickly transmitted a voice, "Wait, a Nascent Soul old monster is coming."
Everyone's expressions changed slightly, and they quickly held their breath and concentrated.
Wei Daoyou released another ball of red whirlwind to tightly wrap the location of everyone, revealing no breath.
Immediately afterwards, four black-robed cultivators walked in from the demonic mist lingering dozens of feet away from where they were.
"Sect Master, our plan seems to be going smoothly, and it will be successful soon.
When the Ghost Gate opens, we will rule the Northern Plains cultivation world..." One of them suddenly sneered.
"Too much talk."
Before he finished speaking, another black-robed man with the strongest aura snorted.
The black-robed man who spoke immediately shrank his neck and said nothing more.
The four of them hurried along and approached the magic stone spirit mine hundreds of feet away.
One of them, holding a purple token in his hand, cast out spells.
The purple light on the magic stone spirit mine immediately dimmed by more than half.
Immediately afterwards, another person flipped his hand and gave a half-black and half-white ghost banner, and the dark blue spiritual power was injected into it, and the ghost banner grew wildly.
In an instant, it skyrocketed to a hundred feet, turning into a giant banner.
In a burst of wailing ghost laughter, two cyan ghost claws protruded from the half-black and half-white banner surface.
Each ghost claw was a hundred feet wide, and with two bangs, they directly slapped on the magic mine mountain, turning into a cloud of yin wind to lift the magic mine mountain.
"Elder Qinggui, you are guarding here."
"Yes, Sect Master." The black-robed man responded, and the ghost banner shrank to a size of ten feet, and he grabbed it.
The other three black-robed cultivators turned into three rays of light and rushed directly to the ground under the magic mine mountain, and disappeared into the soil.
This scene happened to be clearly seen by the hidden Zhang Ling and the other eight people.
Old Poison Cloud asked with a puzzled expression, "Who are these four guys, they don't look like alien demons, but like ghost cultivators."
"Hmph, these people are the mysterious forces helping the alien demons.
Their identities are unknown, but I didn't expect to be bumped into by us," Elder Tian said with a gloomy face.
"Oh, so it's that fire force, should we take action to kill these people and solve future troubles," Shi Daoyou's eyes flashed with blood, and he put forward this suggestion.
"It's not certain who will kill who."
He just said this casually, but he didn't expect Wei Daoyou, who rarely spoke, to respond at this time.
However, his voice was muffled and his tone was very bad.
"What, does Wei Daoyou think that our nine people can't solve their four?" Elder Tian also frowned and said when he heard this.
"Didn't you find out that the one with the highest cultivation among these four is in the late Nascent Soul stage?"
"What, there is a great cultivator," Yin Guang's face sank instantly.
Just now, they held their breath and concentrated, and did not release their divine sense to sense.
Therefore, they could only roughly sense that the four people who appeared just now were all Nascent Soul cultivators, but they didn't pay attention to the specific cultivation.
At this time, Zhang Ling also frowned, and when these four people appeared, he sensed the ghost evil spirit on the four people, which was somewhat familiar.
Although he didn't have time to sense it carefully, the feeling he gave him was very similar to the ghost energy generated by practicing the Underworld King Art.
Moreover, he vaguely saw that one of the four people in black robes seemed to be wearing a bronze mask underneath.
It reminded him of the ghost-faced youth he had fought before.
Then the identities of these four people are likely to be the remaining monks of the Ghost King Sect.
It seems that the elders said before that the mysterious ghost cultivators who would help the alien demons are this group of people.
Thinking in his heart, he couldn't help but glanced at Wei Daoyou, who was wearing a hat.
This person's supernatural powers are not small, and he could see that there was a late Nascent Soul cultivation among the four people in such a short period of time without releasing his divine sense.
"Elder Tian, make up your mind, what should we do now, continue to destroy this magic stone mine?" After a few simple discussions, everyone looked at Elder Tian again, waiting for his decision.
Elder Tian stared blankly at the lifted magic stone mine, and the black-robed man standing high in the sky, like a guard.
A murderous intent also appeared in his eyes, "We have all broken into this place, so naturally we can't go back empty-handed.
Let's take action together to kill this person, and then attack the magic stone mine."
Hearing this, none of the nine people objected.
Shi Daoyou of the True Yang Sect laughed excitedly, "I have been waiting for a long time."
A golden light flashed on this person, and he broke away from the red breeze that hid their aura and rushed out.
This immediately alarmed the black-robed ghost cultivator standing in the sky.
"Eh, Nascent Soul old monster, who are you.
Why are you here?"
"Haha, the dead don't need to ask more, I am the one who killed you." Shi Daoyou's body flashed with golden light, and his figure soared to a height of ten feet.
A black sword appeared in his hand, and he waved it suddenly.
A golden-black sword light more than ten feet long slashed out.
Without saying a word, he immediately attacked.
The sword light cut through the air, creating a golden light explosion on the invisible restriction in mid-air.
In mid-air, there were crackling purple rays of light, forming a layer of purple light curtain.
This was the restriction that had just blocked the nine of them.
When the black-robed ghost cultivator saw this scene, he naturally had nothing to say.
He also mobilized the Yin Sha ghost energy all over his body,
The ghost banner in his hand shook, and a mass of gloomy ghost energy was released, wrapped around his body and turned into those few dark black skulls.
The Sect Master asked him to guard here, originally to prevent the alien demon monks from seeing their plan.
But at this moment, the monk who attacked him did not seem to be an alien demon, and there was no trace of magic energy on his body.
Could it be the monks of the Twelve Immortal Cities who sneaked into this place?
The black-robed ghost cultivator's thoughts moved, and he immediately guessed the identity of Shi Daoyou seven or eight times.
"Looking for death."
The black-robed ghost cultivator also snorted coldly, and a few dark black skulls shot out black ghost energy from their big mouths.
"Here it comes."
Shi Daoyou was not afraid at all, his figure swayed, and he dodged these attacks.
The sword in his hand slashed wildly, and countless golden sword lights slashed on the invisible restriction in mid-air with a crackling sound.
This layer of purple light restriction was not small, and it blocked Shi Daoyou's attack.
However, what shocked the black-robed ghost cultivator in the next moment was that he sensed eight other breaths.
He swept his eyes and noticed that eight people appeared behind the person who attacked him, all of whom were Nascent Soul-level monks.
Moreover, except for two of them, the others were all in the mid-Nascent Soul stage.
"Quick battle and quick decision." Elder Tian snorted coldly, and a green long stick appeared in his hand.
He injected spiritual power into it, and the long stick turned into countless stick shadows, attacking.
Fire Dragon directly patted his head and spit out a dazzling fire light, hitting the purple restriction with a bang.
Old Poison Cloud, Griffin Old Ghost, Xuan Turtle, and Zhang Ling did not waste any words, and released their attacks one by one.
Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound, and even if the purple light restriction in front of them was strong, it instantly appeared incurable, becoming flickering and dim.
After all, in this world, there are basically no restrictions that can stop these nine people.
Especially since none of them are ordinary monks.
Once they take action, even a late Nascent Soul cultivator will retreat.
