Under the night, the mountains were shrouded in mist and the surroundings were silent. Zhao Yunche stood high on the mountain and looked at the camp of the Nether Sect. He felt a sense of oppression. The mountain was like a giant beast, devouring all the light and hope.
Today, Zhao Yunche personally led the elite disciples of the Zhao family to prepare for a counterattack against the Nether Sect. He knew that this battle was not only for the family, but also for himself, for the power and truth he longed for on the road of cultivation.
The Zhao family was stationed in a small camp on the east side of the mountain. The white sail tent fluttered in the breeze, and the firelight reflected the tense atmosphere in the camp. Zhao Yunche walked into the tent, and Zhao Honghai was already waiting. There were maps and some enemy analysis on the table.
"Yunche, what's the situation?" Zhao Honghai asked with a hint of fatigue in his eyes.
Zhao Yunche glanced at the map, his eyes sharp: "The main force of the Netherworld Sect is stationed deep in the mountains, and their defenses are very tight. We must seize the loopholes in their defenses and attack quickly."
"Are you ready?" Zhao Honghai asked, with a hint of concern in his tone.
Zhao Yunche did not answer immediately, but looked deep, thinking for a moment before speaking: "I am ready. This battle is not only for the Zhao family, but also for myself. I must uncover the conspiracy of the Netherworld Sect."
Zhao Honghai sighed, "Yunche, you are no longer the boy you were back then, but this battle is not trivial, don't be impulsive. The foundation of the Netherworld Sect is unfathomable, and any rash actions may cause disasters."
Zhao Yunche nodded slightly, with a resolute light in his eyes, "I know, father. Don't worry, I won't let anyone hold me back in this battle."
Zhao Honghai looked at Zhao Yunche, as if he wanted to say something, but he was silent in the end. There always seems to be a kind of unspoken tacit understanding between father and son. Zhao Yunche's eyes no longer had the immaturity and hesitation of the past. The boy who used to bury his head in cultivation has long grown into a man who shoulders responsibilities and dares to face all challenges.
Deep in the mountains, the Netherworld Sect's position
Deep in the Netherworld Sect's camp, surrounded by thick fog, teams of Netherworld Sect monks patrolling can be vaguely seen in the darkness, and the atmosphere is solemn. Bai Cangqiong stood in the center of the camp, looking coldly at the mountains in the distance.
"Zhao Yunche, he's here." Bai Cangqiong whispered to himself, a sneer flashed in his eyes, "But, today is just like this."
The black-robed man beside him followed closely and whispered: "Master Bai, the Zhao family's counterattack this time, should we go all out?"
Bai Cangqiong turned his head slightly, a murderous look flashed in his eyes: "This battle is not only for the Zhao family, but also for the future of my Netherworld Sect. Since Zhao Yunche dares to come, let him know that the strength of the Netherworld Sect is not something he can challenge."
The black-robed man bowed his head and responded respectfully: "Yes, Master."
At this moment, a guard walked over quickly and reported in a low voice: "Master, Zhao Yunche has led the elite disciples of the Zhao family to break through our outer defense line and is advancing into the depths of the mountains."
A hint of coldness flashed in Bai Cangqiong's eyes, and he said lightly: "Let them come, today I will personally send Zhao Yunche off."
Zhao family elite disciples gathered
Zhao Yunche led the Zhao family disciples to march through the mountains, and the atmosphere of the team was extremely tense. Everyone knew that the life-and-death moment of this battle was just around the corner. Zhao Yunche walked in front, constantly recalling his father's words in his heart: "Impulsiveness and decisiveness are two completely different choices, Yunche. What you need is to stay calm under pressure, not just rely on brute force."
"Yunche, there seems to be an enemy ahead." Lin Youran's voice came from behind, with a hint of uneasiness.
Zhao Yunche looked back at Lin Youran and saw that her face was solemn and her eyes were full of worry. "Don't worry, we are fully prepared. No matter how strong the Netherworld Sect is, it is just a conspiracy and cruel means. As long as we act according to the plan, we will be able to win."
"But..." Lin Youran was speechless for a moment. She knew that Zhao Yunche was right, but facing the powerful enemy of the Netherworld Sect, the uneasiness in her heart still lingered.
Zhao Yunche walked to her side and whispered: "Youran, don't worry, I will definitely protect you."
Lin Youran lowered her head, her cheeks flushed slightly, she didn't say anything, but just followed Zhao Yunche closely.
At this time, the mountains ahead suddenly shook, the rocks collapsed, and the ground seemed to have been hit by a huge force. Zhao Yunche glared, his eyes flashing with cold light: "The enemy is coming!"
Before he finished speaking, a team of black-robed monks suddenly emerged from the depths of the mountains. The number of people and the momentum were strong enough to make any monk feel threatened.
"Damn the Netherworld Sect!" Zhao Yunche shouted angrily and drew his sword, "All disciples, prepare to fight!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Yunche led the Zhao family disciples to meet the black-robed monks. Sword light and shadow intertwined, and in an instant, a bloody battle began.
Fierce battle
At the moment of the battle, the air between the mountains seemed to solidify, and the fluctuations of spiritual power exploded and destroyed the surrounding trees. Zhao Yunche swung his sword like the wind, and each sword was full of strong murderous aura. The sword energy broke through the air and smashed countless enemies.
Lin Youran followed closely behind, with sword energy running all over the place, blocking the enemy's attack. Her swordsmanship became more and more proficient, and her spiritual power was significantly improved in this battle. She looked at Zhao Yunche's back, and an indescribable emotion surged in her heart - that was her unconditional trust and dependence on Zhao Yunche.
However, the battle was not as simple as they imagined. The black-robed monks of the Netherworld Sect were not ordinary enemies. Each of them was an experienced warrior with tacit cooperation and strength that should not be underestimated.
Zhao Yunche tightly grasped the long sword, tilted his body slightly, and circulated the spiritual power in his body. The sword energy swept like an ocean, and instantly beat the black-robed monks in front of him to flee. However, at this moment, a senior monk of the Netherworld Sect attacked from the side, with a long sword pointing directly at Zhao Yunche's vitals.
Zhao Yunche instantly sensed the danger, his mind tightened, and he instantly retreated, but the monk's sword energy followed closely, almost forcing Zhao Yunche into a desperate situation.
"Yun Che!" Lin Youran shouted, and immediately waved his sword to block the enemy's attack.
"You Ran!" Zhao Yunche turned back suddenly, and seeing Lin Youran blocking in front of him, his heart suddenly tightened.
"You... you are too impulsive!" Lin Youran gritted her teeth in a low voice, her eyes full of determination, "I can't let you fight alone."
Zhao Yunche looked at her and was shocked. The cultivators of the Netherworld Sect were like wolves and tigers, but at this moment, Lin Youran stood by him without hesitation.
"Youran, you..." Zhao Yunche didn't finish his words, but he had already deeply felt the determination and fearlessness in her eyes.
"We are one, Yunche. You shouldn't bear this alone." Lin Youran said softly, with a hint of tenderness in her eyes.
A hint of complex emotions emerged in Zhao Yunche's eyes, his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't speak. At this moment, the enemy's long sword approached again.
Zhao Yunche held the long sword horizontally in front of him, his figure swayed, and he quickly drew his sword. The sword energy was like a dragon, instantly forcing the enemy back. He took a deep breath, retreated quickly, and joined Lin Youran.
"Are you okay?" Zhao Yunche looked at Lin Youran nervously with burning eyes, and an unprecedented worry surged in his heart.
Lin Youran wiped the sweat from her forehead and smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I'm fine. What about you?"
Although her tone was calm, it was not difficult to see the deep concern in her eyes.
Zhao Yunche looked at her, and the ripples in his heart could not help but sway. Since fighting side by side with Lin Youran, he found that he cared more and more about this girl, especially at this moment of life and death, the emotions in his heart became clearer. However, he didn't know how to face these emotions. The tense atmosphere on the battlefield formed a sharp contrast with the fluctuations in his heart at this time.
"Don't worry about me." Zhao Yunche retracted his gaze and said calmly, "The most important thing now is to repel the enemy and save our people."
He turned his head suddenly and looked into the depths of the mountains. The black-robed monks of the Nether Sect surged like a tide, with a fierce momentum. Although their team once had an advantage, the enemies of the Nether Sect were not so easy to deal with.
"They are too strong!" Lin Youran gripped the hilt tightly and whispered, "We must speed up the breakthrough, otherwise we will be surrounded soon."
Zhao Yunche nodded slightly: "Let's act separately. I will lead a team to attack from the left wing, and you will lead another team to cooperate from the right wing. Don't fight hard, and be flexible to disrupt the enemy's formation."
Lin Youran nodded, her eyes stayed on Zhao Yunche for a second, and took a deep breath: "I understand."
The two looked at each other and led their teams to separate tacitly. Zhao Yunche led a team of elite disciples to quickly go around the enemy's left wing, with spiritual power surging, and his figure rushed towards the enemy position like lightning. At the same time, Lin Youran also led another team to quickly penetrate from the right wing, with sword light like rainbow, and hit the cultivators of the Nether Sect head-on.
On the battlefield, sword energy intertwined and spiritual energy fluctuated like tides. Zhao Yunche's sword light was like lightning, and each sword carried deep power. The sword energy passed through, and bursts of deafening sounds were heard in the air. Each strike was as powerful as thunder, crushing the enemies in front of him.
"Die!" Zhao Yunche's roar resounded throughout the battlefield. He no longer suppressed the murderous aura in his body and completely released the power of Shura Swordsmanship. With each strike of the sword, the enemy's defense line was as fragile as tofu and was easily broken.
But the enemy should not be underestimated. The cultivators of the Netherworld Sect were strong. They wore black robes and were flexible. Every attack put a lot of pressure on the Zhao family disciples. Seeing that the Zhao family disciples were exhausted, the main force of the Netherworld Sect began to counterattack, and the situation became more and more tense in an instant.
At this moment, the team led by Lin Youran had already completed the breakthrough. She rushed into the enemy formation and killed several enemies in an instant. Her swordsmanship was precise and sharp, and each sword carried an invisible elegance and power.
"Youran, be careful!" Zhao Yunche saw an enemy sneak attacking Lin Youran, and suddenly dodged and rushed in her direction.
Lin Youran was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and the sword light instantly counterattacked and cut down the enemy. However, at this moment, her body fell backwards involuntarily and almost fell. Zhao Yunche reached out and grabbed her in time.
"Are you okay?" Zhao Yunche's voice was anxious and his eyes were full of concern.
Lin Youran's face was slightly red, and she whispered: "It's okay, I just tripped by the enemy."
Zhao Yunche held her hand tightly, his eyes deep, "If you are not careful, I will be worried." After he finished speaking, his eyes became more and more determined, "We must continue to advance and cannot give them a chance to counterattack."
Lin Youran took a deep breath and smiled reluctantly: "Well, I will." Her eyes were firm, as if she drew strength from Zhao Yunche's eyes.
The battle continued, and there were more and more black-robed monks from the Netherworld Sect, and the enemy's siege became more fierce. Zhao Yunche had entered a complete combat state, with a high degree of concentration. Every sword was extremely accurate, and every counterattack made the enemy terrified.
Suddenly, a strong breath came from the depths of the mountains. Zhao Yunche raised his eyebrows and became alert. This breath made him feel oppressive. It was obviously a high-level cultivator of the Netherworld Sect, or even Bai Cangqiong himself.
"Father, are you ready?" Zhao Yunche whispered to Zhao Honghai.
Zhao Honghai's voice came to his ears: "We are ready and can support you at any time. Be careful, the true strength of the Netherworld Sect should not be underestimated."
Zhao Yunche nodded and said calmly: "We must buy time to break the enemy's formation."
As soon as the voice fell, the main force of the Netherworld Sect finally appeared. Bai Cangqiong led a team of strong men and slowly walked out from the depths of the mountains. The momentum made Zhao Yunche and others breathless.
"Zhao Yunche, I finally let you wait until today." Bai Cangqiong's voice was like thunder, spreading throughout the battlefield.
Zhao Yunche clenched his sword and said in a cold voice: "Bai Cangqiong, what do you want?"
Bai Cangqiong smiled faintly: "What I want is far more than the destruction of the Zhao family. The ambition of my Netherworld Sect is much greater than you think." After he finished speaking, he waved his hand and pointed at Zhao Yunche, "Today, it is not only a life-and-death battle for your Zhao family, but also the key to the future pattern of the cultivation world."
Zhao Yunche frowned and felt a chill in his heart. Bai Cangqiong's words meant that the Netherworld Sect was not only hostile to the Zhao family, but their ambitions seemed to be more far-reaching.
"I won't let you succeed." Zhao Yunche responded coldly.
Then, Bai Cangqiong waved his sword, and the atmosphere of the battle suddenly heated up. Zhao Yunche knew that this battle would determine the future of the Zhao family and the cultivation world.
The decisive moment of the battle
The two armies confronted each other, and the atmosphere on the battlefield was about to explode. Zhao Yunche took a deep breath, and a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, "Today, I will make the Netherworld Sect understand that the Zhao family is not an existence that they can despise."
As he finished speaking, the Zhao family disciples gathered together, holding their swords tightly, with their eyes as sharp as torches. The battle horn has been blown, and this battle of life and death and honor is destined to determine the future of the Zhao family.
As Bai Cangqiong and Zhao Yunche looked at each other, the sword flashed, and the battle broke out again.
Ending
In this chapter, Zhao Yunche not only fought a fierce battle with the Netherworld Sect, but also showed deep emotions in his interaction with Lin Youran. During the battle, Zhao Yunche's growth and changes gradually emerged, and the conspiracy of the Netherworld Sect gradually surfaced. The challenges in the future are far more complicated than they imagined.