After the members of the Blood Fiend Sect retreated, an eerie silence descended upon the fairy mountain. Jack, still on high alert, patrolled around the mountain - protecting formation. As he passed the eye of the formation, he noticed a faint rune slowly dissipating.
"This rune..." The master crouched down, his fingertips brushing the ground, his expression grave. "It's a tracking mark unique to the Blood Fiend Sect. They were testing the weak points of the formation." Jack's heart tightened, and his bronze sword trembled slightly in his hand. The artifact spirit floated out from the sword, frowning. "These guys are really persistent. It seems an intense battle is inevitable."
Sure enough, three days later, in the dead of night, the Blood Fiend Sect returned. This time, instead of a direct attack, they took out thirty - six blood - colored pennants and set up the "Blood Prison Immortal - Binding Array" around the fairy mountain. Dark red mist surged in like a tide, and wherever it passed, the flowers and plants withered instantly, and the spiritual energy was completely devoured.
"Be careful! This mist can corrode spiritual power!" Before the master could finish his words, several dark shadows leaped out from the mist. Jack swung his sword to meet them, only to find that the opponents were puppets of cultivators controlled by the Blood Fiend Sect. Their eyes were blood - red, their skin covered with strange blood vessels, and their attacks were wild but incredibly powerful.
"Don't fight them head - on! Cut the blood patterns on the back of their necks!" the artifact spirit shouted. Jack nimbly dodged and, seizing the opportunity, slashed at the back of a puppet's neck. The moment the dark red blood pattern broke, the puppet collapsed. However, more puppets emerged from the mist, and Jack gradually felt his strength waning.
At this moment, the sect master of the Blood Fiend Sect made his appearance. Dressed in a black robe, black chains coiled around his body, and on each chain was strung the head of a cultivator. "Xuanqing, today is the day your fairy mountain is destroyed!" The sect master let out a wild laugh, and the chains in his hand shot towards the master like venomous snakes.
The master brought out the Taiji Diagram. As the black and white Yin - Yang fish spun, they blocked the chains. But the sect master of the Blood Fiend Sect was far more powerful than anyone expected. Cracks appeared on the Taiji Diagram under his attack. Jack was anxious. Suddenly, he remembered the final move of the "Heavenly Gang Sword Technique" in the jade slip - "Stellar Meteor, Heaven's Annihilation."
"Artifact spirit, assist me!" Jack roared. The artifact spirit turned into a stream of light and merged into the bronze sword, and the sword's light 暴涨. Jack channeled all his spiritual energy, pointed his sword at the sky, and countless starlight converged into a rain of swords, pouring down on the members of the Blood Fiend Sect. The sect master's face changed drastically, and in a hurry, he raised a blood - colored shield.
In the violent explosion, the Blood Fiend Sect's offensive was temporarily suppressed. But Jack collapsed to the ground due to spiritual energy exhaustion, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. The spiritual monkey quickly jumped over and stuffed a spiritual fruit into his mouth. The sect master's sinister voice sounded again, "What a remarkable youngster, but... is this all you've got?"
Just when the situation reached a deadlock, a melodious bell tolled in the distance. Three cloud boats pulled by cranes soared through the sky, and several cultivators in white robes stood at the bow. "Friend Daoist Xuanqing, we're late!" The leading cultivator laughed heartily and waved his whisk. A gentle breeze swept away the blood - colored mist of the Blood Fiend Sect.
It turned out that these were reinforcements from the Azure Profound Sect. Seeing the unfavorable situation, the sect master of the Blood Fiend Sect snorted coldly. "You're lucky this time. Next time, I'll make sure you die without a burial place!" With that, he led the remaining troops and disappeared into the night.
After this battle, Jack deeply understood the cruelty of the immortal cultivation world. What puzzled him even more was why the Blood Fiend Sect was so obsessed with the ancient ruins of the fairy mountain. And why did the Azure Profound Sect arrive in time to help? These mysteries, like dark clouds, hung over his heart, heralding that an even greater crisis was quietly approaching...