My Divine Diary

At this moment, the Yunzhong Valley was already quite different from before.

The misty array surrounding the mountains had completely activated, thick mist rising high and converging towards the center, enveloping the entire Yunzhong Valley like a huge lid, and disciples like Su Hao were the fresh prawns waiting to be cooked in the pot.

Originally, the midday sunlight could always shine on the grass in the Yunzhong Valley, but now the entire valley was dark and gloomy. The mist overhead not only kept the enemies outside, but also weighed heavily on the hearts of the disciples of the Yunzhong Valley.ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ Noᴠᴇꜰɪre.nᴇt

It was only at this moment that everyone realized things were getting serious.

One misstep could lead to death.

Not only that, the canyon where people usually came and went was also sealed off, ensuring safety while preventing the disciples from freely entering and leaving the sect.

In other words, there was no way to escape. The only way out was to find a way to eliminate the enemies from outside.

The atmosphere in Su Hao’s small team seemed somewhat inexplicable.

The Feng Ling smiled and said, “Captain Su Hao, during our team formation, we’ll listen to you!”

Then she turned to the man in the blue robe, Feng Hua, and said, “Right, Master?”

She was actually very worried that her own master couldn’t bear this kind of blow. While feeling depressed, she also felt dissatisfied with Su Hao.

‘As a master, why should I listen to a little disciple?’

Feng Ling indicated that she could understand this feeling very well because she had thought about this question countless times before, and later she got used to it! Another voice emerged in her mind: “Being able to listen to Su Hao, what’s there to dislike? Others can’t even find a chance for Su Hao to speak a few words!”

Feng Hua nodded with a bitter smile and said, “Of course, everything will be based on the captain’s words.”

Su Hao didn’t care about this. He had no interest in leading a small team as captain.

Perhaps a long time ago, he had yearned for being a ‘general of a hundred battles, charging into battle, and being invincible in battle,’ but now he just wanted to explore more mysteries of the universe, faster and faster, leap into space, travel through the stars, be a traveler in the long river of time, until eternity!

He didn’t want to be aimlessly drifting around in the pinball space forever!

‘I want to control everything, no longer in a long sleep, waiting to wake up!’

Su Hao said, “There is no need for that. The two objectives of our team are: one, to defeat all enemies who enter this area, and two, to preserve our own lives. We need not concern ourselves with anything else.”

Su Hao’s radar swept over, and at this point, he could only vaguely sense the spiritual energy reactions within the mist, unable to perceive each cultivator as clearly as before.

The ‘Eight Ring Misty Mountain Protection Formation’ of the Yunzhong Valley was fully activated, suppressing all perception abilities within the mist, regardless of friend or foe. Even Su Hao’s spiritual sense was greatly suppressed, only able to vaguely sense where there were people, but not very clearly.

It could be imagined how ordinary cultivators would fare after entering the mist. Basically, it would be like blind people, unable to distinguish directions and bumping around everywhere.

The mist array also has an extremely powerful function, which is to divide the enemies who enter the mist into various array nodes and have the disciples stationed at these nodes kill them one by one.

There are two ways to guide this diversion. One is guided by the elder presiding over the array. For example, if a troublesome Golden Core cultivator enters, the elder will guide them to a small team composed of four Golden Core cultivators, outnumbering them.

If there is no elder guiding the array, the enemies will be automatically randomly dispersed to each array node. It’s very likely that a Nascent Soul cultivator will be led to a team of Foundation Establishment cultivators, and then that team will be annihilated…

If that happens, it can only be said to be unlucky.

Take Su Hao’s position for example, he is stationed at the fixed position of the sixth ring from the inside to the outside of the mist array. Their task is to kill the enemies guided by the mist here. They don’t need to move positions or rush out to fight the enemies head-on.

If Su Hao’s team fails and is killed by the enemies, then the array node defended by Su Hao’s team will close, and enemies won’t be specifically guided there anymore.

In summary, with the array in place, they have the advantage of geographical superiority. This is also the confidence of the Yunzhong Valley in defending their mountain.

However, advantages are just advantages; having an advantage doesn’t guarantee victory. Ultimately, it depends on the cultivators’ strength in direct confrontation.

If all the enemies are powerful Nascent Soul cultivators, regardless of how they are guided, disciples of the Yunzhong Valley will definitely die in large numbers, and then the Valley will have to admit defeat!

So, everything still needs to be fought out.

Yashan, Feng Yuer, and Yun Qingping were not assigned to the same team. For safety, Su Hao distributed a positioning stone to each of them, which might save their lives at a critical moment.

After all, youths who have been nurtured for so long shouldn’t die inexplicably like this.

…

The masters of the six lineages of Yunzhong gathered once again.

Yun Xiao placed a letter on the desk and said lightly, “This is a letter jointly sent by the eighteen immortal sects, calling for the capture of the ‘Crystal Thief’ and threatening to take action against our sect if the ‘Crystal Thief’ is not handed over within three days, or if compensation is not provided to compensate for the losses suffered by each immortal sect.”

As soon as Yun Xiao finished speaking, the five people present suddenly opened their eyes wide in disbelief. Yu Feixian couldn’t believe it and said, “The eighteen immortal sects?”

Wu Yao’s face was ugly as she confirmed, “Are all the eighteen immortal sects top-level immortal sects? Or are there mostly mediocre immortal sects mixed in?”

Yun Xiao said, “The major immortal sects are not qualified to have their names written in this letter.”

Yue Yinying, a middle-aged man with a faint smile on his beard, who usually smiled faintly, couldn’t smile at this time. His face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and said, “The eighteen top-level immortal sects are besieging us? What merits does our Yunzhong Valley have to make them mobilize such a lineup?”

Yu Feixian’s face was unsightly as she said, “Which immortal sects are they? After this matter is over, they must be made to look good.”

Feng Yeyue always felt that she and this Rain vein’s master were incompatible because she felt that this master’s brain wasn’t very useful, and it was fine if it wasn’t useful, but she still talked so much. Shouldn’t she be thinking about how to get through the current difficulty? She even thought about revenge afterwards, simply…

She moved her lips but in the end didn’t say anything, because she knew that no matter what was said, it would be meaningless. No one could change anyone.

Yun Xiao was broad-minded and didn’t care about these details. He directly handed the envelope to Yu Feixian. “See for yourself!”

Yu Feixian opened the envelope and looked directly at the last list. As she read, she uttered, “Elemetal Constellation Sanhe Peak, Liuxing Huajin Gate, Sanlian Caifeng House, Jiulian Xingyuan Mountain…”

As she read on, Yu Feixian couldn’t continue. Instead, she slammed the paper on the table and exclaimed angrily, “They’re all just bandit sects! They’ve gone too far!”

If Su Hao were here, he would definitely recognize that most of these sects were ones he had troubled… Of course, there were also many who wanted to take advantage of the situation.

In the eyes of Yun Xiao and the others, with the joint efforts of the eighteen top immortal sects, taking down Yunzhong Valley would be a piece of cake. Not to mention that besides the eighteen top immortal sects, there were also many vassal sects used as cannon fodder.

The cultivators from the opposing side, at all levels of cultivation, would completely overwhelm Yunzhong Valley. Even if Yunzhong Valley were at their peak, they would have a hard time holding out for a day!

At this moment, everyone fell into silence. They were all weighing whether it was worth it for their small Yunzhong Valley, with just six Unity Realm cultivators, to confront the eighteen top immortal sects.

Upon honest reflection, they might not even be able to defeat just one top immortal sect…

Now it seemed that even with the “Eight-Ring Guardian Mist Array,” they were not safe. While the array was effective against combined cultivators, it was not strong enough to simultaneously withstand dozens or even hundreds of them.

A top immortal sect would have at least five Unity Realm cultivators, and some even had up to a dozen. With eighteen top immortal sects combined, even if each sect dispatched only two or three Unity Realm cultivators, there would still be dozens of them!

“Should we run?” The thought of retreat immediately arose in the minds of the six combined cultivators.

Having cultivated to this level, they still had plenty of time to enjoy themselves leisurely. Why should they rely on this mountain guarding array for their safety?

Yun Xiao seemed to understand their thoughts and said calmly, “Now the eighteen immortal sects are waiting for us six to flee, so they can easily break into our sect. Then they will allocate their energy to hunt us down one by one. Without the protection of the array, once we are entangled by multiple Unity Realm cultivators, we’ll have little chance of escape.”

Yun Yao frowned in thought and finally asked, “What should we do then?”

Yun Xiao’s lips curled up faintly, and he slowly said, “Fellow junior brothers and sisters, do you still remember that extreme escape technique in our sect that requires the combined effort of six people?”

“Huh?” Everyone inexplicably looked at the sect leader Yun Xiao.

Feng Yeyue furrowed her brows and said, “The Yunzhong Six Veins’ Thousand Miles Journey?”

Yun Xiao nodded slightly and said, “Exactly!”