The Game with Fairies

They crowded on the walls, the ground, the ceiling, screaming and desperately trying to crawl out.

But the purple light of the Soul Refining Formation filled the tunnels, forming a barrier that prevented the underground evil spirits from entering.

Li Muyang and the other two ran through the tunnel with the hideous faces of evil spirits just centimeters under their feet.

The visual experience of running through a “pipe” crowded with evil spirits was intense to the max.

Soon, Li Muyang and the others saw other Demonic Sect disciples.

Although almost all the inner disciples in the core area of the formation had perished, the numerous outer disciples scattered in other areas had not been attacked by demons.

They were just like Li Muyang and the others before, unaware of the changing situation, so they foolishly stayed in place to guard the formation flags.

Now that Elder Yan’s voice had spread throughout the mine, all the surviving outer disciples were running towards the core of the formation.

As Li Muyang and the others ran through the underground tunnels, more and more figures joined them.

In the end, outer disciples emerging from the dark depths of the tunnels formed a surging stream of people.

At least sixty or seventy people ran underground, passing by corpses and bloodstains along the way, finally reaching the core area of the Soul Refining Formation.

This was an open space within the bloodstone mine, also serving as a transfer station for the mine.

The area was so large it was like a small underground plaza.

Seven huge demon corpses lay in the open space, the largest one resembling a small hill, exuding a sense of oppression.

From the massive bodies of the demons, foul-smelling, crimson blood continuously flowed out, forming a dark red lake.

Eleven inner disciples in white robes stood in this pool of blood, the foul-smelling liquid reaching their ankles.

In the void above, Elder Yan in a purple robe looked indifferent, holding a formation flag, and activating the power of the Soul Refining Formation.

Purple light radiated from the altar beneath her feet, continuously spilling out towards the tunnel entrances on the surrounding walls.

After many outer disciples appeared, the eleven white-robed inner disciples were the first to react.

Cheng Feiyang, a young man with a blurred and injured right shoulder, was responsible for managing this group of outer disciples.

Seeing everyone appear, the cold-faced Cheng Feiyang was the first to speak.

“Everyone, step into the blood pool and do not move around randomly.”

“The demons of Centipede Ridge have rebelled and attacked Elder Yan but have been repelled.”

“However, the remaining demons have hidden deep in the tunnels and are still a danger.”

“Elder Yan will now activate the power of the Soul Refining Formation to kill the demons first, so do not leave the range of the blood pool!”

Senior Brother Cheng gave a concise explanation of the situation, telling these Outer Sect disciples not to run around and get themselves killed.

The outer disciples obediently stepped into the blood pool, not daring to run around.

Li Muyang, however, turned his gaze to Elder Yan in the void.

At this moment, Elder Yan was holding the formation flag, activating the power of the formation.

Beneath her feet was a transparent altar formed by converging purple light, and Elder Yan’s three direct disciples stood respectfully on this ethereal altar.

Apart from Ning Wan’er, who had just joined the Demonic Sect and had low cultivation, the other three direct disciples of Elder Yan were all experts and had not been taken hostage by the demons.

Now that Li Muyang appeared carrying the unconscious Ning Wan’er, he quickly attracted everyone’s attention.

The three direct disciples looked over and saw the pitiful state of their fellow Junior Sister, half-covered in blood and unconscious, their eyes filled with mockery and schadenfreude.

However, the indifferent Elder Yan glanced over and then beckoned to Li Muyang.

An invisible force lifted the unconscious Ning Wan’er, flying her towards the ethereal altar in the void, eventually hovering in front of Elder Yan.

“Attacked by demons, was she…”

Elder Yan glanced coldly at Li Muyang in the crowd and reached out her hand.

Li Muyang in the crowd suddenly felt as if an invisible giant hand had grasped him, lifting him involuntarily into the air.

He flew over the blood pool and, under the astonished gaze of everyone, as an outer disciple, he stood beside Elder Yan.

“So you are Li Muyang?” Elder Yan continued to wield the formation flag, not sparing Li Muyang a second glance.

However, her cold voice echoed through the underground tunnels.

“You saved Wan’er, good.”

“You should support her and stay here for now. If there is danger later, I can ensure you won’t die.”

Elder Yan’s words reverberated in the underground tunnel, and for a moment, all the outer disciples looked at Li Muyang with envy.

To be an outer disciple yet receive special attention from an elder and be personally mentioned… what an honor!

Almost everyone could see Li Muyang’s bright future ahead.

With just a little help from someone of Elder Yan’s stature, it would be enough for an ordinary outer disciple to easily achieve Foundation Establishment.

Once Foundation Establishment is reached, one could ascend to the Inner Sect and become an inner disciple.

That would truly be like a fish leaping through the dragon gate!

The outer disciples were filled with envy.

However, the eleven white-robed inner disciples below remained calm, showing no envy.

The three direct disciples standing beside Li Muyang completely ignored him, clearly an outer disciple was not worth their attention.

Above on the altar, the purple light shone brightly.

Elder Yan held the formation flag with a cold gaze, continuously driving the power of the great formation.

No more outer disciples emerged from the darkness of the underground tunnels.

Almost all the surviving outer disciples were here.

Elder Yan, clad in a purple robe, snorted coldly and waved the formation flag fiercely.

“Imperial Command—three souls forever bound, six spirits never to return!”

As Elder Yan’s incantation sounded, the Soul Refining Formation that filled the entire underground tunnel suddenly changed its pattern.

Strands of purple brilliance began to retract inward, and without the suppression of the formation, a continuous stream of evil spirits squeezed into the tunnel from below.

Only one direction of purple light did not retract but instead grew stronger.

That was clearly the location where the demons were now.

Elder Yan’s gaze was cold as she continued to direct the formation’s brilliance toward that location, slaughtering the demons.

Deep within the underground tunnel, there were piercing roars and the sounds of explosions.

Clearly, the demons were fiercely resisting the formation.

They had ambushed Elder Yan and turned against her at the critical moment, successfully putting her in a dangerous situation. But now that Elder Yan had repelled the demons and regained control of the formation, the demons hiding deep in the tunnel had become fish in a barrel.

Elder Yan only needed to keep driving the power of the formation to eliminate the demons hiding deep in the tunnel one by one.

Feeling the situation easing, Li Muyang also let out a sigh of relief.

Now Elder Yan was like a stabilizing needle for the sea for this group of outer disciples.

As long as she stabilized the situation, everyone would be safe.

At this moment, Li Muyang had the leisure to observe the situation on the scene.

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