Mortal: I have a Spirit Gathering Cauldron

Days passed as Lin Feng dug the tunnel.

On this day, Lin Feng was directing the puppets to mine deep in the mine when he suddenly sensed a violent fluctuation of spiritual energy coming from the ground.

Lin Feng stopped what he was doing and hurriedly headed out of the mine.

At this moment, a group of twenty or thirty people appeared in the sky above the canyon. Most of them were dressed in red and yellow clothes, and various colored lights intertwined in the sky, giving them a menacing appearance.

Leading the group were two people: a red-clad girl in the early Foundation Establishment stage with an ordinary appearance and a hint of arrogance between her brows; and an old man in a yellow robe in the late Foundation Establishment stage with a sinister face and sharp eyes.

The people inside the Four Fiends Formation also noticed the unusual movement in the sky and flew up into the air to look up.

Lu Tianmeng from Spirit Beast Mountain's expression changed, and he blurted out, "Everyone be careful! These are people from the Demon Flame Sect and the Heavenly Fiend Sect!"

Demon Flame Gate.

Tian Sha Sect.

Two of the six sects of the demonic path.

The cultivators within the formation instantly turned solemn. Although they had known about the demonic invasion for some time, seeing demonic cultivators actually appear before them still filled them with an overwhelming sense of oppression.

Lin Feng flew out of the mine and landed inside the formation. His gaze swept over the red and yellow figures above him, and his heart sank.

"They're here."

He hadn't expected the demonic forces to arrive so quickly; it seemed he would have no choice but to follow Han Li and the others to find the ancient teleportation array.

There was no unnecessary talk between the two sides.

The girl in red and the old man in yellow exchanged a glance. The old man in yellow nodded, and the girl in red waved her hand. Her red and yellow figures swooped down from the sky and attacked the Four Fiends Formation.

Light danced wildly, and magical artifacts fluttered about.

The demonic cultivators' attacks poured down on the Four Fiends Formation's protective barrier like a torrential downpour, causing it to tremble violently, but showing no signs of breaking yet.

Xuan Le's face darkened, and he made a decisive decision, shouting sternly, "We cannot allow the demonic cultivators to attack the great formation at will! Move out and meet the enemy!"

He was the first to break out of the Four Fiends Formation. A small, pure white sword flew out from his sleeve, turning into a white light and slashing towards the nearest demonic cultivator.

Lu Tianmeng remained inside the formation, directing the Qi Refining stage disciples to activate the formation and restrain a portion of the demonic cultivators.

Cultivators from various factions rushed out of the great formation and engaged in a fierce battle with the demonic cultivators.

Lin Feng also summoned a flying sword magic weapon and went to meet a demonic cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

The demonic cultivator, dressed in a bright red robe, was in his thirties with a face full of scars and wielded a large, flame-wreathed sword. Seeing Lin Feng charging towards him, he grinned, swung his sword, and unleashed a pillar of fire towards Lin Feng.

Lin Feng dodged to the side, and his flying sword transformed into a streak of azure light, piercing towards the demonic cultivator's throat.

The demonic cultivator parried with his broadsword, their blades clashing and sparks flying. The two engaged in a fierce battle in mid-air, exchanging blows evenly.

While paddling, he focused his attention on the battlefield, observing the overall situation.

Most of the cultivators were struggling to resist the demonic cultivators.

Xuan Le, however, fought two opponents single-handedly, displaying remarkable bravery. Her pure white slender sword flashed and twirled in the air, its light as sharp as a bolt of lightning, blocking one demonic cultivator wielding a flying knife and the other a demonic cultivator wielding a magical bead artifact.

Lin Feng's gaze swept over Han Li and he saw that Han Li was using the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade. Golden blade light danced in the air, forcing a demonic cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment to retreat step by step.

Han Li's movements were unhurried and effortless, clearly indicating that he was not using his full strength.

"As expected, he's just slacking off." Lin Feng thought to himself.

Because the fight was going smoothly, Han Li was distracted and looked around the battlefield. After only a few glances, his eyes met Lin Feng's, who was just slacking off. The two of them gave an awkward smile and looked away.

"Ahem." Lin Feng coughed lightly, his flying sword increasing its speed, and he pretended to fight the demonic cultivator even more fiercely. The flying sword drew several bright arcs in the air, knocking away the demonic cultivator's flaming broadsword once.

Han Li also withdrew his gaze, and the speed of the Golden Cicada Mother-Child Blade increased, forcing the demonic cultivator back a few steps.

The situation on the battlefield gradually reached a stalemate.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

In mid-air, a group of red-robed demonic cultivators sneaked into the Four Fiends Formation, forming a strange array and summoning fiery red banners.

The banner fluttered in the wind, embroidered with a red sun, radiating a scorching heat.

As the red-robed cultivators poured their spiritual energy into the banner, a bright red sun appeared above it, its light dazzling and its heat radiating.

Lu Tianmeng, who was inside the formation, turned deathly pale.

"Not good! It's the Blazing Flame cultivators!" he shouted urgently, his voice trembling slightly. "They're unleashing the Azure Sun Demonic Fire!"

Before he finished speaking, Lü Tianmeng summoned two flying centipedes without hesitation and pounced on the red-robed cultivators. The flying centipedes were black and yellow all over, several feet long, baring their fangs and claws, and exuding a menacing aura.

The other cultivators from the seven sects also followed suit without hesitation, unleashing various magical artifacts at the red-robed cultivator.

But suddenly, strands of silver threads appeared in front of the red-robed cultivator, as dense as a spider web, blocking all the attacks.

"Silver Fiend Silk!" Lu Tianmeng's expression turned even more grim. "It's someone from the Heavenly Fiend Sect!"

The Azure Sun Demon Flame has begun to take shape.

The red-robed monks pointed their banners diagonally, with blue flames rising from the tips. The flames were small, only about the size of a fist, but the temperature they emitted was astonishingly high, even distorting the air itself.

"Retreat!" Xuan Le ordered decisively, "Everyone retreat to the formation!"

The cultivators from the seven sects broke free from their opponents and flew towards the Four Fiends Formation.

After Xuan Le returned to the formation, he looked at the cultivators outside the formation who had not yet been able to retreat. He wanted to go out and rescue them, but Lu Tianmeng looked at the Qingyang Demonic Fire that had already taken shape outside the formation and said dejectedly, "It's too late. The Qingyang Demonic Fire is complete, and the formation can no longer hold."

As soon as he finished speaking, wisps of blue flame flew out from the banner, like venomous snakes, rushing towards the cultivators outside the formation who had not yet had time to retreat.

The cultivators let out piercing screams as their bodies rapidly burned in the blue flames. Their spiritual energy shields were pierced like paper, and their flesh and blood were completely incinerated. In just a few breaths, seven or eight cultivators were reduced to ashes, leaving not even a trace.

Those inside the formation were deathly pale; some were trembling, while others gripped their magical artifacts tightly.

After the Azure Sun Demonic Flame devoured the cultivators, it regrouped in the air, condensing into a huge azure fireball that rushed towards the Four Fiends Formation.

"boom--"

The demonic fire clashed violently with the great formation.

The light shield trembled violently, the array flags groaned under the strain, and the spiritual light on the array plate flickered like an oil lamp that might go out at any moment.

One wave, two waves, three waves...

With each impact, the light shield dimmed a little. Cracks spread outwards from the point of impact, forming a dense spiderweb.

At this rate, the Four Fiends Formation won't last more than ten impacts.

Despair was on everyone's face.

Just then, Yu Xing, the old man who had been stationed here for more than ten years, suggested that there was an underground passage beneath the mine that led to a place dozens of miles away.

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they followed Yu Xing, rushing towards the mine entrance.

The mine was pitch black, and the moonstone's glow seemed particularly faint in the chaos.

The group followed Yu Xing, quickly making their way through the mine tunnels.

Just then, a loud rumbling sound came from above.

The sound was muffled, like thunder, or like something collapsing.

"Oh no!" Yu Xing's expression changed drastically. "The mine tunnel is collapsing!"

Before he finished speaking, large rocks fell from above, crashing into the mine tunnel and kicking up clouds of dust.

Rock fragments flew everywhere, dust filled the air, and the mine tunnel shook violently.

Then countless clods of earth and boulders buried everyone underground.