[Mo Dao Zu Shi Fanfiction] I Raise A Ying in Yiling

Chapter 361 The Flute and the Old Qin: Lingering Echoes (5)

Seeing the serious expressions on Lan Xichen and the others' faces, Wei Wuxian and Lan Wangji used the teleportation array set up in Cloud Recesses to arrive at the entrance of Yiling in an instant, and then quickly walked up to the Burial Mound!

After the two left, the others also left in turn.

Then the camera suddenly and rapidly rises to an extremely high height before abruptly hovering, then flipping and moving down to capture the scenes unfolding throughout the entire world of Mo Dao Zu Shi from a bird's-eye view.

At the mass grave suppression site and the "Li Qi" experimental base, explosions or thick smoke, large or small, erupted intermittently.

Originally, Wei Wuxian and the Tiangong Hall were diligently researching various world-saving artifacts. Of course, they would also frequently communicate and exchange ideas and opinions, promoting and helping each other!

Everywhere in "Liqi", there was a scene of orderly work with everyone engrossed in their tasks. Although everyone's face showed fear and unease at the imminent threat of world destruction, there was also an extremely firm and unyielding spirit of resistance and fearlessness!

These scenes were only briefly shown before the camera focused directly on the nine suicide squads outside the barrier.

Perhaps because the camera was positioned from a high vantage point, or perhaps because 001 intentionally blurred the overly gruesome and bloody scenes, the previously crystal-clear image quality suddenly became several degrees of obscurity.

Wei Chaoyan and his group of six could only see the same scene of cultivators and evil spirits fighting in nine directions.

And then there were the crimson fireworks bursting forth one after another!

Originally, he was a cultivator among the nine teams who was critically injured and on the verge of death. In order not to drag his teammates down and to expand the results of the battle, he tacitly chose to self-destruct his soul, taking away a large number of tough evil spirits in one fell swoop!

The remaining cultivators had no time to mourn their fallen comrades before they rallied and fought with all their might against the ever-growing hordes of evil spirits before them!

When formulating the plan, many decision-makers had already anticipated the dangers they would encounter along the way to the greatest extent possible, but they still did not expect that in a short period of time, under the influence of the seemingly real resentment, the evil spirits in the occupied area would mutate to such a terrifying degree!

For example, take the group of Steeltail Bees that the cultivator surnamed Yang and his three teams had just fought a bloody battle to kill.

Before the resentment erupted, it was just a stronger mortal. With the combined efforts of a dozen people and the use of tools such as fire and smoke, it could easily wipe out a large group of weak evil spirits.

Now, amplified by resentment, their size has swelled from the original size of a peanut to the size of a child's head, and some are even as large as a millstone.

Its body is like a ferocious armor with a cold, bluish-gray light, extremely sturdy, and its thick, bee-tailed tail with a chilling light is a deadly weapon, making its combat power soar!

What's most terrifying is that they appear in large swarms, and under the queen bee's command, their attacks are quite organized.

Therefore, even though the group of cultivators surnamed Yang successfully wiped out all the mutated steel-tailed bees they encountered, everyone was injured, and they consumed a lot of magical artifacts, talismans, and pills!

And this was only because everyone had moved away from the area that had been cleared out before, and where the array's deterrent range was less than three feet away!

Each of them has only taken a tiny, insignificant step towards their respective destinations!

The road ahead is so uncertain!

Even so, everyone was mentally prepared to sacrifice themselves from the beginning, so they were only stunned for a moment before recovering their composure and continuing on their way.

A shadow suddenly fell over my heart.

The occupied territory is so dangerous! Will they be able to complete their mission successfully? If not, how many more men will Zewu and the others need to send to succeed?!

Those inside couldn't see clearly, but Wei Chaoyan and the others, observing from a third-person perspective outside the frame, could clearly conclude that their group was definitely not going to succeed in the mission, and Lan Xichen and the others would certainly need to send more people!

Sure enough, as the nine teams continued to advance, they encountered increasingly diverse evil spirits with varied attack methods, and their power and difficulty in dealing with them also increased. Each team suffered casualties to varying degrees.

What were once fleeting, sporadic bursts of crimson fireworks are now appearing more frequently as the battle intensifies!