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"It's broken, the Nine Yin Nine Extreme Formation was really broken by the morning wind."

Hearing the sound of a massive explosion resound in their ears, Xue Piao and the others sighed in relief as they looked at the Nine Yin Nine Extreme Array disappearing into the horizon, revealing traces of excitement.

"Old Sect Master Xue, just where did this Ye Chenfeng come from?"

"Sigh, right now, I don't hope for ten thousand years of prosperity. I only hope that Floating Mountain will be able to survive this calamity." Thinking about the situation at the Floating Mist Mountain, Xue Tian Chi sighed and said worriedly.

"Don't worry old sect head Xue. The West Devil Sect is our common enemy. We will accompany you to the Misty Mountain and deal with them." The master of the Qian Clan, Qin Wentian, was the first to make his decision.

"That's right, we definitely won't allow the Northern Spiritual Region to be invaded by the West Demon Sect. I want the Ice Palace and Snake Valley to be removed from the Northern Spiritual Region even more." Daoist Jianling nodded and said angrily.

As he said that, Ye Chenfeng and Jian Chen flew back to meet up with everyone.

"Chen Feng, right now, our Floating Mist Mountain is being attacked by the West Continent's top powerhouses led by the West Demon Sect. Are you willing to follow us back to the Floating Mist Mountain Range to rescue them?" Xue Piao looked at Ye Zichen with a burning gaze and asked his opinion softly.

"Yes."

Ye Chenfeng nodded and said without any hesitation.

"There's no time to lose. Let's go."

Upon hearing Ye Chenfeng's firm reply, Xue Piao revealed a faint smile.

With that, Xue Piao and the rest summoned dozens of flying beasts, and they headed towards the misty mountain shrouded in dark clouds and swaying in the wind and rain.

… ….

"Supreme Elder, our Piaomiao Mountain Protection Formation is about to be broken! What should we do?"

Seeing that he could not withstand the ferocious attacks of the West Devil sect, the Third Elder, who was guarding the Piaomiao Mountain, immediately found the Snow Song Zither that was guarding the Piaomiao Mountain and spoke anxiously.

"Prepare to activate the teleportation formation at any time. Once the sect protecting formation is broken, immediately send the young Floating Mountain's disciples out. The remaining people will follow me and fight to the end." Xue Songqin's expression was cold as she sat at the head of the Misty Hall and spoke with a deep voice.

"Fight to the end."

Hearing the words of the Snow Song Zither, many Misty Mountain Elders and Protectors whose minds were not firm paled slightly.

In front of such a huge disparity in strength, there was only one ending to a bloody battle, and that was death. Many people even had thoughts of betraying her.

The broken protective magical formation lasted for about half a day. Finally, it could not withstand the fierce attack of the experts from the West Devil sect.

"Activate the spatial teleportation formation and teleport the young disciples of the Floating Mist Mountain Range away. Protect the last bloodline of the Floating Mist Mountain Range." The moment the sect protecting array was broken, the Snow Song Zither with the dragon head crutch immediately flew out of the Misty Hall, took out the communication bead, and loudly ordered.

"Buzz buzz buzz!"

Just as the Snow Song Zither finished its sentence, the misty mountain reflected the light of a teleportation.

After exhausting all of the teleportation stones, more than two hundred potential disciples of the Floating Mist Mountain Range teleported out of the Floating Mist Mountain Range and fled for their lives.

"Snow Song Zither, good technique. I didn't think that your Misty Mountain would actually have so many Teleportation Stone stored."

The instant the two hundred young disciples were teleported out of the Floating Mist Mountain, a black figure tore through the air and appeared on the main peak at an astonishing speed.

"Demonic Storm, you really came."

He looked at the middle-aged man in a long black robe with serpentine boots, sharp facial features, and eyes that shot out cold stars. His cold body emitted a domineering aura that shook the world, and he couldn't help but reveal a serious expression.

And Devil Wind Yun was the Western Demon Sovereign, the West Continent's number one, peak level one beast king.

"Snow Song Zither. If you give up resisting and obediently open the Misty Immortal Realm, I can make the decision not to kill you." Demon Wind Yun said arrogantly as he held his hands behind his back and looked down at Xue Song and the other masters of the Misty Mountain.

"Hmph. Don't even think about it. Even if we fight to the very end, we won't allow you to touch the Misty Immortal Realm." The Snow Song Zither coldly snorted and spoke as if it was facing death.

"Xue Songqin, your time is almost up so you're naturally not afraid of death, but they have plenty of time to squander, and they also have the possibility of breaking through to the Emperor Realm. Isn't it too cruel to let them accompany you to the underworld?" Demon Wind Yun said in a deep voice.

The aura of invincibility gave people the feeling that he was the master of everything, everything was under his control.

"Hmph, Demon Wind Yun, you don't need to fool us. We are born in the Misty Mountain, and we die in the ghost of the Misty Mountain. We vow to live and die in the Misty Mountain." The Snow Song Zither coldly snorted and replied with a forceful tone.

As he spoke, the experts from the major powers of the West Demon Sect flew over and appeared behind Devil Wind Cloud. Their frightening auras caused the elders and protectors who were guarding the Floating Mist Mountain to feel suffocated.

"Is that true?" His sharp eyes swept across all the elders and protectors of the Misty Mountain Sect who had different expressions. He said in a deep voice, "Which one of you is willing to submit to my West Devil Sect? Not only will I spare his life, I'll also let them join my West Devil Sect. Their status is the same as the Misty Mountain."

As soon as Mo Fengyun's voice fell, the hearts of many Misty Mountain Elders and Protectors who weren't sane began to waver.

However, since no one was going to take the lead, they didn't dare to be the first to act. They held back the impulse in their hearts and waited.

"What? You don't believe my promise?"

His aura suddenly rose to several times that of before. His invincible will to fight spread out in all directions with his body as the center, enveloping more than twenty Floating Mountain Elders and Protectors.

Sensing the terrifying aura coming from Mo Fengyun's body, all the elders and guardians of the Misty Mountain felt as if they were seeing a cat. They found it hard to even breathe.

"Let me ask you one last time. Are you willing to submit to my West Devil Sect? This is your last chance to live. If you miss it, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."

Devil Wind Yun looked down from above at the Misty Mountain elders whose eyes were flickering. He then gave the ultimatum.

"I … I am willing to submit to the Western Demon Sect!"

Due to the fact that their grandson had been killed by Ye Chenfeng, the third protector, Gao Zongyan, who was always resentful towards the Floating Mountain, clenched his teeth. He was the first to stand out and quickly walk towards Mo Fengyun and the others.

"Me too."

With Gao Zongyan leading the way, several Piao Shan elders and protectors who were afraid of death all chose to betray their master, and followed Gao Zongyan to the side of Mo Fengyun and the rest.

Soon, out of the twenty odd elders and protectors that were guarding the Misty Mountain, nine of them chose to betray the sect, causing the Snow Song Zither's face to turn ashen and its body to involuntarily tremble.

"Gao Zongyan, you traitors." Xue Songqin glared at Gao Zongyan and company, and said coldly, "From today onwards, Gao Zongyan and the other nine will be the sworn enemies of Floating Mountain. If we meet them, we'll kill them without mercy."

"Demon Sovereign, please protect us."

Upon seeing the sinister gazes of Xue Songqin and the others, Gao Zongyan and the rest of the nine were filled with fear. A layer of cold sweat appeared on their foreheads, and they immediately turned to the demonic wind.

"Hahaha, Xue Song Qin, are you guys still not clear about your situation? After today, Northern Spiritual Region will not have the Floating Mist Mountain." Demon Storm Yun laughed and said arrogantly.

The tribulation of the misty mountain was about to arrive.