The night at the Zhao Family Manor was still peaceful, but everyone's heart was in turmoil. The threat from the Netherworld Sect was like a time bomb that could explode at any time. That night, Zhao Yunche stood on the high building of the manor, looking at the starry sky in the distance, and his heart was still difficult to calm down.
"Yunche, are you ready?" Zhao Honghai's voice suddenly came from behind, breaking the silence.
Zhao Yunche turned around and looked at Zhao Honghai in front of him. There was no trace of fear on his face, but his eyes showed a toughness different from before: "I have been prepared for the provocation of the Nether Sect. Since they are not going to hold back, don't blame me for being ruthless."
Zhao Honghai frowned slightly, walked forward, and said in a deep voice: "Aren't you afraid of their strength?"
"Afraid." Zhao Yunche did not hide it at all, "But I am more afraid that the Zhao family will be dragged into the abyss by them."
Zhao Honghai was silent for a moment and sighed: "You, child, although you are no longer that weak boy, you are sometimes too impulsive. Behind the Nether Sect, there are countless forces hidden, and they have too many people. You must be cautious."
Zhao Yunche nodded: "I know what to do, But if we don't take the initiative, what awaits us will be a greater disaster. The Netherworld Sect is obviously eyeing the resources of the Zhao family, and even the layout of the entire cultivation world. Now, only by taking the initiative before they have fully attacked can we make them retreat. "
Zhao Honghai was silent for a moment, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "Since you are determined to do so, I will not say anything more. You can come to this day, which has proved that you are not the timid child you used to be. I will support you from behind, but you have to walk the road ahead by yourself. "
Zhao Yunche looked at Zhao Honghai deeply and nodded: "I understand, father."
Zhao Yunche turned and walked out of the hall, while Zhao Honghai stood there with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes. He knew that Zhao Yunche's departure meant that the future fate of the Zhao family would be dominated by him alone.
The next day, Zhao Yunche set off with the most elite warriors of the Zhao family, aiming directly at the outer defense line of the Netherworld Sect. As they entered the depths of the mountain range, the black-robed monks of the Netherworld Sect began to appear. From a distance, Zhao Yunche saw a team of elite monks of the Netherworld Sect waiting on the other side of the mountain range.
"They reacted so quickly." A cold light flashed in Zhao Yunche's eyes, "It seems that this war is inevitable."
A slender man walked out from the Netherworld Sect monks, with a faint smile on his face, but there was no warmth in that smile, as if it was a cold-blooded mask. "Zhao Yunche, you are finally here." The man spoke with a provocative tone, "I thought your Zhao family would only be a turtle, but I didn't expect you to dare to confront our Netherworld Sect."
Zhao Yunche smiled coldly: "Your Netherworld Sect's methods are already despicable enough. Now it's time to let you know that the Zhao family is not at your mercy."
As soon as the voice fell, behind Zhao Yunche, the Zhao family monks drew their swords and the atmosphere instantly became tense. The Netherworld Sect monks on the opposite side also began to enter a fighting posture.
"Today, you will pay the price." Zhao Yunche's eyes were like swords, and the long sword in his hand was unsheathed with a flash of cold light.
With Zhao Yunche's order, the two sides started a fierce battle. Blood and sword light intertwined, and the roar shook the entire mountain range. Zhao Yunche was like a tiger out of a cage, waving his long sword, leading the Zhao family disciples to repel the elite monks of the Netherworld Sect again and again.
At this moment, a man in a black robe suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Yunche. He held a long sword in his hand, and the sword body exuded a unique cold air, which was obviously different from ordinary weapons.
"Zhao Yunche, your opponent is me." The black-robed man's voice was cold, and he raised the sword tip and faced Zhao Yunche.
Zhao Yunche's eyes condensed, he knew that the cultivator in front of him was by no means an ordinary opponent. The powerful aura had already shown his extraordinary strength.
"Are you a cultivator from the Netherworld Sword Sect?" Zhao Yunche asked coldly.
"That's right." The black-robed man smiled slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes. "My name is Bai Cangqiong, a swordsman from the Nether Sword Sect. Today, I will send you off."
Zhao Yunche clenched the long sword in his hand and felt a strong pressure. This was a battle that could not be lost, not only for the Zhao family, but also for his own future.
The following battle was in full swing, and Zhao Yunche and Bai Cangqiong launched a fierce duel. The two swords flashed, the breath shook the sky, and the entire mountain range was almost swept by their fighting spirit. As the sword energy continued to collide, Zhao Yunche gradually realized that Bai Cangqiong's swordsmanship not only relied on strength, but also focused on the comprehension of sword intent and the use of state of mind.
After a sword energy confrontation, Zhao Yunche's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and suddenly realized the key to the swordsmanship. He suddenly dodged, and the sword light flashed, breaking Bai Cangqiong's defense and successfully forcing him to retreat.
A trace of shock flashed in Bai Cangqiong's eyes, obviously not expecting Zhao Yunche to break through his defense in such a short time. As Zhao Yunche's sword flashed, a tearing sound seemed to be heard in the air, and the sharp sword energy almost tore the space around him.
"What a sword." Bai Cangqiong praised in a low voice, his eyes became sharper, "It seems that I underestimated you."
Zhao Yunche took a deep breath and pointed his sword steadily at Bai Cangqiong: "I am not the boy you imagined. The threat of the Netherworld Sect will be ended by me today."
A trace of complex emotions flashed in Bai Cangqiong's eyes. He smiled slightly, and seemed to appreciate Zhao Yunche's tenacity and courage. "You are very good. It is worth my effort to fight with me." As soon as the voice fell, his body moved suddenly. I saw his long sword waving, and a strong cold air swept over, and the air instantly became heavy and piercing.
Zhao Yunche retreated vigilantly, quickly mobilized the spiritual power in his body, and the sword energy came like a tide. He knew that Bai Cangqiong was not only a sword cultivator, but also a strong man who perfectly integrated the sword way with the state of mind. If they were to fight head-on, they would definitely not be his opponent.
"It's time to end it." Bai Cangqiong's voice became increasingly cold, and he swung his sword towards Zhao Yunche.
At this moment, Zhao Yunche's mind moved, and he suddenly thought of a breakthrough. He suddenly activated the "Shura Sutra", and his spiritual power suddenly surged. His figure flashed and disappeared in an instant. Bai Cangqiong's sword energy missed, and was immediately counterattacked by Zhao Yunche from the side.
"Sure enough, he has some tricks." Bai Cangqiong was slightly stunned, but soon stabilized his figure, pointed his sword, and stabbed Zhao Yunche fiercely.
Zhao Yunche no longer simply relied on strength at this moment. The breakthrough in his state of mind allowed him to fully understand the essence of sword intent. His figure flashed by like a ghost, and the sword energy behind him followed. Bai Cangqiong's long sword just passed over Zhao Yunche's head, almost touching his hair.
At this moment, the distance between the two seemed to be shortened to the limit. As their eyes intertwined, Zhao Yunche's sword light suddenly flashed. Bai Cangqiong's eyes became sharp and he reacted quickly. He held his sword horizontally and blocked Zhao Yunche's sword.
However, Zhao Yunche had completely surpassed his previous sword skills. In an instant, through the power of "Shura Jue", the sword changed direction again and broke through Bai Cangqiong's defense. Bai Cangqiong's heart suddenly tightened, and a trace of shock flashed in his eyes.
"Impossible... You actually...!"
Bai Cangqiong retreated suddenly, but Zhao Yunche did not give him a chance to react. He followed closely behind him, and the sword light followed him like a shadow, almost locking every move of Bai Cangqiong.
Finally, Bai Cangqiong was forced to retreat again and again, and was obviously at a disadvantage. He gritted his teeth and looked at Zhao Yunche, and an unprecedented sense of crisis arose in his heart. "You... really have some ability. I admit defeat in this battle today."
Zhao Yunche did not relax his vigilance. He knew that this battle was not completely over. Although Bai Cangqiong retreated, it did not mean that the threat of the Nether Sect had disappeared. He said in a deep voice: "You retreated, but the power of the Netherworld Sect has not disappeared. Today's victory is only part of ours. What I want is the destruction of the Netherworld Sect, not a momentary fluke."
Bai Cangqiong's eyes were complicated. He looked at Zhao Yunche and nodded, as if he no longer had the contempt and ridicule before, "You are right. Today is just your victory, but in the future, you still need to pay the price for it."
Zhao Yunche did not respond, but stared at Bai Cangqiong coldly. The strength of the Netherworld Sect is far from what he can solve alone. However, today's battle at least let him taste the victory.
Bai Cangqiong's farewell and Zhao Yunche's reflection
After the battle between Zhao Yunche and Bai Cangqiong ended, the cultivators of the Netherworld Sect gradually retreated. Zhao Yunche did not pursue them, but led the Zhao family disciples to stabilize the formation. Although the battle in front of him seemed to have come to an end, Zhao Yunche still felt nervous.
Bai Cangqiong slowly turned around and glanced at Zhao Yunche: "Zhao Yunche, your swordsmanship is very strong, but I will not give up so easily. Our goal is not just your Zhao family."
Zhao Yunche looked at Bai Cangqiong deeply, and a trace of doubt suddenly emerged in his heart: "What do you want?"
Bai Cangqiong did not answer directly, but smiled faintly, "You will know in the future."
After that, his figure gradually disappeared in the darkness, and he retreated with the remaining members of the Netherworld Sect. Zhao Yunche stood there, with an inexplicable worry in his heart.
What kind of secrets are hidden behind the Netherworld Sect? Why are they such a serious threat to the Zhao family? Zhao Yunche's heart was full of questions, but he knew that he needed to become stronger to deal with the coming storm.
The Storm in the Zhao Family Hall
When Zhao Yunche returned to the Zhao Family Hall, the atmosphere in the entire manor was still tense. Although Bai Cangqiong retreated, the shadow of the Netherworld Sect always loomed over the Zhao family. Zhao Honghai walked up to Zhao Yunche, his eyes deep, and asked: "Yunche, how is it?"
"They retreated." Zhao Yunche replied, but there was still some uneasiness in his tone, "But this battle is far from over. I feel that the real purpose of the Netherworld Sect is not simple."
Zhao Honghai frowned, "You mean, they are just testing us?"
Zhao Yunche nodded, "I suspect that the purpose of the Netherworld Sect is not just the Zhao family. They may be seeking a bigger plot, and this may be completely different from what you and I imagine."
"It seems that your worries are not groundless." Zhao Honghai sighed, "We don't know what is hidden behind the Netherworld Sect, but now we must prepare. You need more powerful power."
Zhao Yunche was silent for a moment, and suddenly remembered a detail when he fought with Bai Cangqiong before. "The sword cultivation of the Netherworld Sect is not a simple confrontation of force. Bai Cangqiong's swordsmanship made me realize that the path of cultivation is not simply the pursuit of strength."
Zhao Honghai thought, "You are right. You have already had a preliminary understanding of the swordsmanship, but to reach a higher level, strength alone is far from enough. Perhaps, you should move towards a higher level of swordsmanship. The swordsmanship and the state of mind complement each other, which is the most terrifying existence."
Zhao Yunche nodded slightly, and he had made up his mind: "I will. No matter what, the Netherworld Sect will never succeed. I must find a way to break through and reach a higher peak."
Zhao Honghai looked at the young man in front of him who was no longer a teenager but a capable person, and his heart was filled with complex emotions. "Yun Che, remember, although the path of cultivation is difficult, the real enemy is not the threat from the outside world, but the fear in your heart. Only by overcoming your heart can you surpass the limit."
Zhao Yunche nodded silently. This sentence reminded him of his experience in the Heart Demon Space. Every breakthrough is not only physical, but also spiritual. He will walk the road ahead alone, but he is no longer afraid of any challenge.
Ending
As Zhao Yunche's determination becomes stronger, the atmosphere in the Zhao family manor becomes more tense. The challenge of the Netherworld Sect has begun. Zhao Yunche realizes that his responsibility is not only the safety of the Zhao family, but also the future of the entire cultivation world. He wants to use his own strength to uncover all the secrets hidden behind the Netherworld Sect.
And all this is just the beginning of his dream-chasing journey.