Completely dumbfounded! How did we end up surrounded?!

Lin Yuan tidied his appearance, forcibly suppressed his turbulent Qi, opened the door of the Quiet Room, and forced a stiff smile onto his face.

"It's nothing, just a minor mishap during my Cultivation."

"You're injured?" Gu Zheng's phoenix eyes were filled with worry. She stepped forward, ignored his evasive movements, and grabbed his wrist directly. A strand of magic power probed inside, and her expression immediately became even more solemn.

Lin Yuan waved his hand: "Small matter!"

Ye Youmeng looked at his pale face and the blood at the corner of his mouth; how could she believe him? But seeing that Lin Yuan was unwilling to say more, she wisely did not pursue the matter, though a look of worry flashed in her charming eyes, followed by a serious expression.

"Situ Piaomiao of the Misty Immortal Sect has sent another transmission."

"Oh?" Lin Yuan raised an eyebrow, suppressing the irritation in his heart.

"She says she is willing to negotiate again regarding the distribution of the Blood River Spirit Mine," Old Monster Xuanyin took over the conversation. "Moreover, she hinted that the Misty Immortal Sect is willing to make huge concessions this time."

Upon hearing this, the bitter smile on Lin Yuan's face gradually solidified into a cold arc.

Concessions?

In the previous negotiations, that woman had not budged an inch, fighting tooth and nail, and now she was taking the initiative to show weakness?

"This woman is up to no good." Lin Yuan hit the nail on the head, his voice tinged with suppressed violence.

"I think so too," Old Ancestor Xuan Yin nodded. "That woman is deep-minded; I'm afraid she is plotting some poisonous scheme again."

A dangerous light flickered in Lin Yuan's eyes.

Far from being afraid, the anger accumulated in his heart from the failed Breakthrough found a vent.

A strong Battle Intent rose defiantly from his withered aura.

"Perfect." Lin Yuan smiled, a grim smile.

"We are strong and well-equipped now, it's time to let them see exactly how much weight our Alliance has."

"This time, we won't just take the challenge."

"I'm going to... flip her chessboard!"

Three days later, outside the main hall where the last negotiation took place at the entrance of the Blood River Spirit Mine.

Old Monster Xuanyin and Ye Youmeng retracted their Escape Light and hovered in mid-air. Their Divine Sense swept over; the negotiation hall was empty.

"Hehe... the two of you are quite punctual."

Before the voice faded, four powerful auras erupted from four different directions, completely sealing off the entire river valley.

From the east, Situ Piaomiao in white clothes stepped through the air, her expression cold, with undisguised killing intent hidden deep in her eyes.

From the west, Ji Wushuang, dressed in a black and gold dragon robe, stood majestically, her crimson gold longsword humming, and the magnificent heavenly might permeated the area.

From the south, Murong Yue, dressed in elegant blue, held a Formation Plate with an apologetic look, but countless mysterious runes lit up beneath her feet. A pre-arranged absolute-kill formation roared to life, turning into a huge light barrier that enveloped the entire ten-mile radius.

And in the north, a palace-dressed beauty, with a stunning face and noble temperament, exuded an icy coldness that kept people at a distance. Ice crystals surrounded her, as if she were a goddess in charge of ice and snow.

"Hundred Beasts Mountain, Ice Phoenix, Phoenix Nine Songs." Old Ancestor Xuan Yin slowly read out the other party's name, his expression becoming extremely solemn.

"It's not over yet!"

An extremely resentful roar came from underground.

The ground suddenly exploded, and a blue-black figure shot into the sky, landing beside the Ice Phoenix.

The figure was tall and burly, covered in hard, iron-like blue-black cuticles, with fingers sharp as knives, fangs protruding from its mouth, and two clusters of resentful, ghostly green soul fire dancing in its eye sockets.

It was none other than Xiong Kaishan, who had completed Possession of the Corpse Ghoul body!

At this moment, his aura was even more fierce and violent than before; not only had his Cultivation not fallen, but it seemed to have advanced a step further!

Five great experts, one absolute-kill formation!

This was the must-kill trap the four sects had prepared for them!

"Xuan Yin, Ye Youmeng, today is your death day!" Xiong Kaishan pointed at the two, letting out a strange, cackling laugh. "After killing you, I'll go and twist off that little brat Lin Yuan's head!"

"Attack!"

Situ Piaomiao couldn't be bothered with nonsense. With one order, all five attacked simultaneously!

The Ice Phoenix waved her jade hand, and ice cones rained down like a storm, each carrying terrifying coldness. Ji Wushuang pointed her longsword, and a golden dragon-shaped Sword Qi roared out. Murong Yue activated the formation, and countless rune chains emerged from the Void Realm, entangling the two.

Situ Piaomiao and Xiong Kaishan transformed into two streams of light, charging directly at the two of them!

Facing this world-destroying siege, Old Ancestor Xuan Yin and Ye Youmeng looked at each other. Far from being panicked, their lips curled into a strange arc.

The next instant!

Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying auras, belonging to the Late Nascent Soul Stage, far exceeding everyone's expectations, erupted from their bodies!

Old Ancestor Xuan Yin's hair and beard stood on end. He threw a punch, the space trembled, and the sky full of ice cones was instantly shattered into powder by his domineering Corpse Qi fist wind!

Ye Youmeng raised her bare hand, and a purple river formed by endless poisonous Spiritual Qi rushed out, swallowing the golden Dragon Qi and rune chains, corroding them with a sizzling sound!

"What?!"

"Late Nascent Soul Stage!"

The cruel smiles on the faces of Situ Piaomiao and the others instantly froze, replaced by shock as if they had seen a ghost!

Their plan was based on the premise that the two were still at the Middle Nascent Soul Stage. But now, two Late Nascent Soul Stage! Their absolute-kill formation could not possibly trap them!

"Everyone, the good show has only just begun?"

A clear voice, tinged with a hint of charm, drifted in from outside the encirclement.

Unknowingly, two stunning figures appeared.

It was Gu Zheng, dressed in black robes with a bewitching figure, and Su Meiniang, in a purple dress, born with charming bones.

And behind them, eighteen figures lined up!

Every figure radiated the powerful aura of a Nascent Soul Cultivator!

Eighteen Early Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators!

Like silent wolves, they had counter-surrounded the area where Situ Piaomiao and the other five were!

The roles of hunter and prey were completely reversed in this instant!

"This... how is this possible!" For the first time, the gentle face of Murong Yue lost its composure, filled with unbelievable terror.

Three months! In just three months, the Yin Corpse Sect and the Five Poisons Sect had actually gained eighteen more Nascent Soul Cultivators!

What kind of concept was this? This was enough to sweep across the entire Eastern Region!

"Kill!"

Gu Zheng did not give them much time to be shocked. With an order, the Six-Harmony Sword turned into a stream of light and flew out, aiming straight for Murong Yue, who was closest to her.

Su Meiniang giggled, her blood-colored silk dancing as it entangled Ji Wushuang.

And those eighteen newly promoted Nascent Souls were like hungry tigers pouncing on prey, rushing up!

They had just achieved a Breakthrough and needed a hearty battle to consolidate their Realm and test their strength; these people before them were the best whetstones!

A newly promoted Nascent Soul Elder of the Five Poisons Sect faced Phoenix Nine Songs. He grinned, opened his mouth, and sprayed a cloud of colorful poisonous mist. Countless tiny Gu insects within the mist screamed as they pounced on Phoenix Nine Songs' protective ice crystals, actually corroding the ice until it was pitted and scarred!

For a time, the entire Cliff Mountain Range flashed with spiritual light, and Magic Treasures flew everywhere.

Situ Piaomiao and the others instantly fell into a bitter battle. Although they were powerhouses in the Middle and Late Nascent Soul Stages, facing so many experts, they were flustered and in dangerous situations.

Especially Xiong Kaishan; he was already facing Old Ancestor Xuan Yin, and now he was surrounded by two Nascent Soul Elders of the Yin Corpse Sect. The sky full of Corpse Qi and strange Magic Treasures left his strong Corpse Ghoul body covered in wounds, and he roared repeatedly.

Situ Piaomiao's Mirror Flower Water Moon body was surrounded by several people. Her face was pale, her aura withered, and she was seriously injured. She knew that if she didn't leave, she was afraid this precious Clone would remain here forever.

Seeing this, the others were also terrified. Each of them used their trump card life-saving Divine Ability. Ji Wushuang spat a mouthful of essence blood onto her crimson gold longsword, turning it into a blood-colored dragon shadow, forcibly smashing open a gap, and regardless of the cost, burned her magic power, fleeing in different directions in a sorry state!