The evil-repelling divine thunder transformed into an electric python and struck the light shield, causing it to shake for just a moment, before it had no effect anymore and disintegrated.

However, when the purple flame fell on the golden shield, the situation suddenly changed. Chen Yun's eyes flashed with cold light, and after the light dissipated, a huge piece of ice appeared in the distance, the color was light purple.

The golden light shield and the silver-winged Yaksha were frozen inside.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha was safe and sound within the light shield, but a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Obviously, it had not expected that the purple flame could freeze the golden shield. However, since it failed to freeze its body, it was easy for the Yaksha to escape.

The Silver-winged Yaksha pressed his hands towards the golden light shield, and golden light shone through the purple ice. Chen Yun was alert and recalled his flying sword. After a moment, the Silver-winged Yaksha appeared outside the purple ice, looked at Chen Yun coldly, and raised his hand to condense a golden light ball. Chen Yun said:

"You really know the Golden Escape Technique. As far as I know, even among human cultivators, few people have mastered the Golden Escape Technique. Among the corpse refiners, only the legendary Golden Body Moon Corpse has this magical power. Could it be that you have already started to advance?"

Chen Yun looked at the pale golden scales on the Silver Winged Yaksha's body for a few more seconds. Hearing Chen Yun's question, the Silver Winged Yaksha was a little surprised, but then he laughed grimly.

Humph! I had already embarked on the path of advancement ten thousand years ago.

If you, the mid-Nascent Soul cultivators, could join forces, you might be able to pose some threat to me.

But now you are alone, even if you have some magical powers, it is nothing but a delusion.

As soon as the Silver-Winged Yaksha finished speaking, it gently flapped its wings, and the originally silver-white flesh wings instantly turned into light gold, and an incomparably powerful aura rose into the sky without any concealment.

The aura was so powerful that even the huge light curtain covering the magic circle seemed to shake.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yun's pupils couldn't help but shrink slightly.

He could clearly feel that this aura was far more powerful than any late Nascent Soul cultivator he had ever seen.

Even the three great cultivators of Tiannan are far inferior to him.

If we talk about those who can compete with it, perhaps only the two ancient demons seen in the Demon Valley.

Chen Yun was secretly horrified, but on the surface he remained calm and whispered:

"Even if you start advancing early, you are trapped in this dark place and cannot absorb the essence of the Yin Moon for cultivation. Even if you are given another 10,000 years, you will not be able to successfully break through."

"In my opinion, you have only mastered the basics of the Gold Escape Technique, but the way you use it is a little strange."

"But as long as they encounter magical instruments or treasures that are not mixed with gold materials, these skills will be completely useless."

Chen Yun frowned, thinking secretly about the scene in his mind where the opponent penetrated the bronze escape and easily deflected his flying sword. He knew that the opponent's strength should not be underestimated.

After all, gold materials are extremely common among magical instruments and treasures.

"Hey, really? Then you should learn a lesson about the feeling. However, I am not interested in chasing you anymore. The next time I attack you, you will just give up your life."

The Silver-Winged Yaksha sneered and said no more. He raised his hand and the golden ball in his hand became even more dazzling.

The other arm suddenly opened, and the five fingers were raised, aiming at the mummies on the surrounding stone pillars, shooting out gray beams of light.

In the blink of an eye, the beam of light flashed and disappeared into the corpses, leaving no trace.

Chen Yun had no time to stop it. His face darkened and he felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, there was a loud clinking sound from the stone pillar, and the chains fell off one after another. The mummies also opened their green eyes one by one and staggered away from the stone pillar.

But the corpses only took a few steps and then stood still, looking at Chen Yun in the air without any emotion.

"With so many corpse-evil incarnations helping you, you have no chance of winning at all."

"If you surrender obediently, you can suffer less pain in the soul refining!"

The Silver-Winged Yaksha stood still and said grimly.

Chen Yun looked around at the mummies and sighed after a moment of silence.

He murmured softly, as if talking to himself, and then decisively slapped the exquisite storage bag on his waist.

With a slight sound, a fist-sized ball of light flew out, swirled and landed in his hand, turning into an ancient feather fan.

Although this feather fan is small, it emits golden, silver and red light and is covered with talismans and spiritual patterns. With a slight movement, the three-colored spiritual halo switches and runes emerge, which is dazzling.

Obviously, this is an extraordinary treasure.

At this time, the Silver-Winged Yaksha on the opposite side had completed the spell and took the lead in launching an attack.

He shouted loudly and threw the ball of light in his hand into the air. The ball of light spun around and suddenly emitted thousands of golden lights.

The golden lights instantly turned into countless golden needles, which circled around the light ball and then shot towards Chen Yun.

In that instant, half of the sky suddenly burst into dazzling golden light, and the rain-like attack came like a tide, putting Chen Yun in a desperate situation with nowhere to hide.

At the same time, the dried corpses under the surrounding stone pillars seemed to be driven by some force and raised their hands in unison.

In an instant, countless dark green evil soul threads burst out from their fingertips and quickly intertwined and merged at low altitude.

In the blink of an eye, a huge gray net curtain slowly took shape under Chen Yun's feet, its scale was astonishing.

This giant net exudes a strong evil spirit, which is enough to make any ordinary cultivator lose control of his magic power and become powerless before he even touches it, and the only option left for him is to surrender.

Chen Yun had a body full of evil spirits and had practiced the advanced method of Ming Wang Jue, so he naturally turned a blind eye to these ordinary evil spirits.

But the opponent's massive attack layout made even a strong man like Chen Yun feel a chill in his heart. His face was solemn, and his hands quickly formed seals.

In an instant, a brilliant light flashed, and the Three Flame Fan turned into a size of several feet and floated above his palm. Chen Yun tightly grasped the handle of the fan, gathered all his magic power here, and suddenly swung it downwards.

What was shocking was that as the power of this attack was released, Chen Yun found that most of his magic power was sucked away by the fan, almost making him let go and throw the fan away.

After the Three Flame Fan emitted a clear phoenix cry, the magic power contained within it instantly stagnated.

Immediately afterwards, the mysterious fan shook violently, and a flame mixed with gold, silver and red gushed out from it.

These flames quickly gathered in the air, and eventually transformed into a huge fire phoenix, its body covered with long feathers of gold, silver and red, and it flew straight towards the giant net opposite. This strange scene made Chen Yun, who was present, stunned, but he quickly came to his senses and realized that the situation was critical.

Because he had just cast the spell that consumed a large amount of his magic power, he was no longer able to attack the flying golden needles.

So he decided to change his strategy and turn his target to the flying swords floating in front of him.

Following his guidance, all the flying swords suddenly shone brightly, spinning and dancing rapidly, forming a protective barrier made of golden lotus around him.

However, Chen Yun did not stop there.

He took a deep breath, opened his mouth and spurted out a stream of blood, which landed accurately on the snow crystal bead hovering above his head.

After being stimulated by the essence and blood, the Snow Crystal Pearl trembled violently, and then released a wisp of deep purple flame.

The flame accelerated as Chen Yun muttered something, forming a low-temperature area around him. As the temperature dropped sharply, a crackling sound was heard in the air.

At this moment, a huge ice wall more than ten feet high appeared beside Chen Yun, with a lavender light shining on its surface, protecting him firmly inside.

At the same time, countless golden rays as thin as hair penetrated the golden space and shot towards the newly formed ice wall.

When these golden rays hit the ice wall, a series of crisp and pleasant "ding-dong" sounds were heard.

The golden and purple lights intertwined and flickered, instantly illuminating the ice wall.

Immediately, countless golden spots appeared on the ice wall, leaving tiny holes several inches deep.

As the gold wire attack continued, these pores gradually covered layer after layer of the surface.

Although the ice wall laid by Chen Yun was about ten feet thick, under the fierce attack, a layer about a foot thick was quickly eliminated from the surface.

Chen Yun's expression changed slightly.

He didn't know that the Silver-Winged Yaksha on the opposite side was also shocked when he saw this scene.

These golden needles are made of golden spiritual power, which is not easily obtained. They were obtained by the Silver-Winged Yaksha by refining an unknown golden ore while he was trapped here.

After thousands of years of continuous training with corpse fire, the power of these special spiritual powers has become extraordinary.

When they turned into needle-shaped magic weapons, their sharpness was even more astonishing.

Now, facing the overwhelming attack, he was unable to penetrate the ice wall with one strike, which naturally surprised Silver Wing Yaksha. Not long ago, he had used the same golden light to break a piece of purple ice.

The Silver-Winged Yaksha had never expected that the purple flame that Chen Yun was urging at this moment was no longer the ordinary purple sky fire.

This fire is a wisp of ice flame essence extracted from the purple sky fire by Chen Yun after taking Xuepo Pills for a long time and with the help of the power of Snow Crystal Pearl.

This strand of ice flame essence condenses almost all of the extremely cold energy of the Purple Sky Fire. Its power is naturally far beyond the reach of ordinary Purple Sky Fire.

However, in order to ignite the fire, Chen Yun had to use a mouthful of blood as a guide to forcibly ignite it in the absence of sufficient magic power.

At this time, the three-colored fire phoenix that Chen Yun shot out with his treasure fan resolutely rushed towards the giant gray net below.

This giant net woven from evil soul silk suddenly glowed with gray light, and countless thin gray silks gushed out from it, wrapping around the seemingly small fire phoenix like snakes.

In an instant, dense silk threads covered the sky and the sun, almost completely obscuring the figure of the Fire Phoenix.

The Fire Phoenix did not show weakness. It chirped proudly, and after circling gracefully in the air, it suddenly emitted circles of mysterious halos.

In this halo, three rays of gold, silver and red light intertwined and rotated, and profound and incomprehensible runes constantly emerged, appearing particularly gorgeous and eye-catching.

And once those evil spirit threads shot into this layer of light, an unbelievable scene happened...

After the monks who explored the magic circle returned, the situation they reported was exactly the same as the first person's description.

The magic circle was destroyed and the disciple who manipulated the magic circle mysteriously disappeared.

This discovery confused everyone. The monks of the Ye family were silent for a while.

"Within a hundred miles of our Ye family cultivators, there are no signs of other cultivators' activities. If someone sneaked in to sabotage after we lifted the seal, then the time they chose is too coincidental. It seems that the problem lies within us."

A Confucian scholar said with a sneer.

"Our own people?" Some people expressed disbelief.

"Impossible! Everyone here is from the Ye family, how could they do such a thing?" someone retorted.

"Are they all members of the Ye family? That's not necessarily true. Isn't there someone whose surname is not Ye?" Someone raised a question amid the discussion.

Most of the monks turned their attention to one person - a monk with ordinary looks and a calm expression, who was the human monk incarnated as the ancient demon.

"Elder Chen was invited by me personally, and he has been with Uncle Seventh. Please don't make random guesses." The eldest elder of the Ye family stepped forward to stop everyone's suspicions.

Fellow Daoist Chen and the big-headed weirdo were chatting happily together. When the other cultivators heard what the weirdo said, they believed in the elders of the Ye family without a doubt, and their doubts disappeared instantly.

At this time, the Confucian scholar looked solemn and gave an order to the square-faced monk: "Second brother, please go to the bottom of the lake and check to see if there are other people missing besides the missing disciples." Upon hearing this, the square-faced monk responded with "Got it" without hesitation, and then turned into a ray of light, sinking straight into the lake and disappearing.

The scholar in white robe turned to the elders and said firmly: "Elders, we should prepare as soon as possible. The strange phenomenon here is so shocking that it is difficult to conceal it. However, in the short term, no force is expected to pose a threat to us. There is no powerful sect in Southern Xinjiang. If cultivators from other places want to come here, it will not be possible in a short time. However, the situation in Kunwu Mountain is still unclear. We must search for the secret treasures there as soon as possible, especially the two Tongtian Lingbao. We must take them in the shortest possible time. Only in this way, even if our plan is discovered by others, we will have enough power to protect ourselves. Otherwise, hundreds of years of careful planning will be wasted, and the Ye family will be in danger of extinction. This situation must not happen!"

"Yes, Great Elder!" After hearing this, the other elders of the Ye family felt nervous and responded in unison.

A moment later, the square-faced monk and the old man in white robe flew out from the bottom of the lake together.

As soon as the square-faced monk arrived in front of the white-robed scholar, he said with a gloomy face, "Third brother, there are indeed two missing formation masters below. They are the children of the fifth and twelfth brothers. Could it be that these two dared to collude with the enemy and sell out their clan?"

"Hmph! Although it is unknown whether they have colluded with the enemy and betrayed their clan, they may have been searched and killed. When did they disappear?" The Confucian scholar snorted coldly and asked.

"It's been two days. These two were in charge of the magic formation in a very remote place, and no one suspected anything at the time. It was not until today, when all the disciples gathered together, that they discovered that these two were missing." The white-haired old man replied with sweat on his forehead.

"It seems that the problem is indeed with these two people. However, no matter what the truth is, it is not important now. Once we enter Kunwu Mountain, all formation masters and disciples in the clan will evacuate immediately. By the way, has the location of the seal crack been confirmed?" The scholar asked calmly. (End of this chapter)