The night was silent.

Chapter 651 Caught in a Tough Battle

Our martial uncle was the strongest among the five of us in combat power and cultivation.

Seeing our martial uncle form the hand seals for the "Shen Qing Shu" (Spirit Invocation Technique), everyone frowned slightly.

We all knew this was our martial uncle’s strongest technique and trump card.

When used, it could temporarily enhance one’s own strength and cultivation to an extreme degree.

However, the side effects were also very evident.

After use, one would fall into a state of weakness.

For our martial uncle to be using this technique now clearly meant he was going for broke.

If they couldn’t break through with this, then there was truly no hope.

No one stopped him; instead, they gathered around him, protecting him in the center.

This was to give our martial uncle ample time to perform the secret technique.

The demonic cultivators on the opposite side noticed the anomaly as well.

Among them, one Gu Master who had fought before was very knowledgeable.

With a single glance, he recognized the hand seals our martial uncle was forming.

He immediately shouted:

"Stop him! He's about to perform the Vajrayana Daoist technique, the 'Shen Na Qi Fa' (Spirit and Qi Assimilation Method)!"

Many of the demonic cultivators present had heard of this "Shen Na Qi Fa," also known as the "Shen Qing Shu."

They all showed expressions of surprise.

"Kill!"

"Don't let him complete the seal!"

"Attack!"

"..."

Shouts erupted from the scene, and hundreds of demonic entities and evil spirits immediately surged forward.

As I watched the dense swarm of demonic entities charge at us, my heart pounded frantically, filled with nervousness.

With no time to spare, I quickly formed hand seals.

Shouting loudly:

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun is without law, Destroy!"

Upon executing the "Destroy" mantra,

A powerful mental pressure radiated outwards. The approaching demonic entities and spirits were instantly disoriented.

It was as if their heads had been severely injured, causing a momentary daze and loss of consciousness.

But then, I drew my sword and slashed down.

A powerful sword strike, imbued with attribute Qi,

With a "hum," it cleaved towards the crowd.

The three spirits directly in its path were knocked to the ground.

One of them was annihilated into dust, while the other two were severely wounded.

Several nearby vengeful spirits were also injured by the shockwave.

The ripples of Qi further pushed back several demonic cultivators several steps.

Although my strike appeared very powerful and inflicted significant damage,

It was insignificant compared to the over a hundred demonic entities and evil spirits.

Moreover, this single strike had consumed nearly twenty percent of my spiritual energy.

However, the only benefit was that

My sword strike had bought our martial uncle considerable time to complete his hand seals.

On other fronts, Yunxia Gu, Old Mo, and Xia Qiuxi, the three of us younger disciples, also unleashed our strongest Daoist techniques.

Old Mo’s "Lei Zhang" (Thunder Palm), though a single-target killing technique,

Was extremely powerful.

With crackling arcs of electricity, each palm strike could kill a vengeful spirit.

The demonic cultivators, seeing this, dared not approach rashly.

Xia Qiuxi was the most versatile among the three of us younger disciples,

Being proficient in Daoist techniques, movement, and swordsmanship.

Coupled with her near-unerring steel needle technique, she also caused approaching spirits to explode with "bang" sounds.

As for Yunxia Gu, her sword light and swordsmanship were even more formidable, striking down the charging demonic entities with heavy casualties.

However, I could also see that while this golden light swordsmanship was powerful,

It consumed a massive amount of spiritual energy from Yunxia Gu.

She was already panting and appeared quite fatigued.

The hundred or so demonic entities and spirits continuously attacked us.

We each used our methods, blocking the first wave, then the second.

But during the third wave of attacks, Yunxia Gu was injured.

Five demonic cultivators joined forces to attack Yunxia Gu. She managed to kill three of them and fend off one.

Finally, she was ambushed by the fifth, who stabbed her left shoulder.

Blood stained her clothes, and Yunxia Gu let out a soft "hum"...

"Yunxia Gu!"

"Master!"

Xia Qiuxi and I both saw this and quickly moved to assist her.

However, Yunxia Gu’s body trembled, and a surge of Dao Qi erupted from her,

Sending the attacking demonic cultivator flying back.

At the same time, she said,

"Don't mind me, take care of yourselves!"

As she spoke, enduring the pain,

She counterattacked with a palm strike, sending the demonic cultivator who had injured her reeling, coughing up blood, and collapsing to the ground.

Concurrently, Old Mo was kicked and sent flying towards me.

I reacted quickly, catching him with my foot:

"Old Mo!"

Old Mo’s mouth was bloody:

"I, I'm fine!"

Old Mo declared, feigning strength, his eyes sharp.

Two demonic cultivators, along with their long swords, swung towards the two of us.

"You're seeking death!"

I let out a cold snort, my left hand already forming a sword finger.

Followed by a low growl:

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, Qiankun borrow the law, Decree!"

From my sword bag, two long swords unsheathed once more.

With two "whooshing" sounds, they shot forward.

The two unsuspecting demonic cultivators were instantly pierced through the chest and fell to the ground, dead.

But before one wave had subsided, another arose.

Several skinless monsters roared and pounced at us.

With two "ao ao" sounds, they bared their mouths and lunged to bite us.

I shoved Old Mo away, raised my long sword, and brought it up to parry.

With a "clang," I was knocked back.

Before I could react, another skinless monster,

With a "swoosh," extended its tongue.

With two "shua shua" sounds, it coiled around my neck.

The tongue was covered in barbs, and the moment it wrapped around my neck, I felt a sharp sting.

Furthermore, the opponent’s tongue tightened, constricting my neck painfully.

I took a deep breath, gripped my peach wood sword, and intended to cut off the monster’s tongue with a backhanded swing.

However, just as I raised my hand, another monster also extended its tongue, wrapping around my wrist.

For a moment, I was immobilized, unable to advance or retreat.

Even more terrifying was that a Gu Master I had faced before suddenly emerged from the crowd.

He swung the iron hook in his hand forward.

With a "huālālālā" sound of chains, the sharp hook lunged directly towards my chest...