Sixty years of blacksmithing, a single hammer blow forging a celestial being.

The furnace was pressing down on them like Mount Tai.

Li Ping'an was filled with despair. If this divine artifact was going to fall, he might as well just refine it directly.

Looking at Honglian again, he no longer had the confidence he had before.

He really had no chance of winning against these four sacred treasures.

"hateful!"

Honglian clenched her teeth tightly.

"These sacred treasures originally belonged to our holy land, yet they used them against me! How despicable!"

Upon hearing this, Li Ping'an was taken aback.

What is she saying? These sacred treasures were once part of their holy land?

Why does the Red Lotus claim to be her sacred ground?

Could this red lotus also originate from some sacred place?

"Witch! Today I will slay you and condemn you to eternal damnation!"

Seeing that the witch was trapped and unable to escape.

The four sect leaders above shouted simultaneously, and the sacred treasures unleashed their power together.

We must completely lock up this vixen, Honglian.

However, the next second, a clear and melodious zither sound suddenly came from the horizon not far away.

The music was like divine music from heaven.

At first glance, it doesn't seem noisy, but it reaches everyone's ears with unparalleled clarity.

It felt as if someone was playing a violin right next to my ear.

And the music has a kind of magical power.

The group of cultivators who were originally solemn in the sky looked like ants.

Upon hearing this music, everyone unconsciously fell silent.

A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, and he completely lost control of himself.

The alchemy furnace, which was about to fall, stopped in its tracks the instant the zither music began.

"What's going on? Where did that eerie sound come from?"

Wan Zhenshan was the first to react.

The moment that demonic zither music began, even his mind was briefly controlled for a few seconds.

Fortunately, he was the most powerful cultivator and quickly recovered from the control.

However, I still felt dizzy and my mind was a little unclear.

Then look at the Giant Elephant Sect Master, who is manipulating the alchemy furnace to suppress the Red Lotus.

At this moment, a strange smile appeared on his face, and he had completely forgotten about controlling the alchemy furnace.

The other two sect leaders were in no better shape; their minds were also controlled by the music.

With a roar, Wan Zhenshan unleashed a powerful surge of spiritual energy, pulling the three sect leaders out of the illusion.

"What happened?"

All three shook their heads, somewhat bewildered, wondering what had just happened.

As soon as the music started, they entered a strange illusion.

They are so engrossed in it that they cannot extricate themselves, and are even unaware that they have been controlled.

The sect leader of the Giant Elephant Sect was particularly affected.

Even though Wan Zhenshan's loud shout pulled him out of the illusion.

But at this moment he still looked like he hadn't woken up yet, and his mind hadn't fully recovered.

"Where did that music come from? Could there be a master player?"

Lin Chaoye frowned and looked towards the horizon.

A woman dressed in a fiery red robe slowly approached from the horizon.

He was holding a purple erhu in his hands.

Her delicate hands were gently plucking the strings of the zither, producing one melodious note after another.

The music was coming from this young girl.

"Is this another one of that witch's accomplices?"

The four sect leaders held their breath, watching the red-clad woman slowly drifting towards them with wary expressions.

She appeared to be around twenty years old, with an exceptionally beautiful appearance.

Her eyes were like spring water, naturally exuding a charming allure.

Her figure is absolutely stunning.

Especially her pair of incredibly long and alluring legs, which attracted everyone's attention.

"Where did this demoness come from? How dare she trespass into my Tongtian Sword Sect!"

Wan Zhenshan was the first to speak.

Not knowing the other party's background, they dared not act rashly.

Just from the music she played, one could tell that this woman was no ordinary person.

They must be at least at the Nascent Soul level or higher.

When Honglian saw this woman appear, her face lit up with joy.

"Sister! You're here!"

elder sister!

Upon hearing this, Li Ping'an's eyes widened in disbelief.

Of course he recognized the woman; wasn't that Hong Ling?

Why did he call Hongling "sister"?

It seems they really are sisters.

It seems that this witch, Honglian, was indeed released by her own hand.

Moreover, just by looking at Hongling's entrance, she immediately captured the attention of everyone present.

It's clear that Hong Ling is no ordinary person.

It's far more complex than he usually appears.

Hongling's face was full of composure and calmness.

Gently plucking the strings of the zither, waves of profound melodies echoed in the air.

All the Sword Sect disciples he controlled were lying on their backs on the ground.

With a strange smile on their faces, they were completely controlled by the illusion.

"Witch! If you don't speak up, don't blame us for being impolite!"

Lin Chaoye shouted and glared angrily at Hongling.

Hongling didn't speak, but suddenly her fingers plucked the strings of her zither.

Instantly, a melodious and intense melody resounded in the air.

Lin Chaoye, who was continuing to curse, suddenly felt a sharp pain in his head and dizziness.

They were almost taken into custody again.

"Damn it! I can't take this anymore!"

Lin Chaoye strode out and spoke to the sect leaders.

"This woman must be an accomplice of this witch; let's suppress her as well!"

The four nodded in unison and activated their sacred treasures once more.

In an instant, the bell rang, the folding fan swayed gently, and a strong wind arose.

The jade flute began to play, initiating a mental battle against the zither in Hong Ling's hand.

And then the jade flute and the bell rang at the same time.

The cultivators below, who had been controlled by Hong Ling's music, all woke up from the illusion.

They opened their eyes, somewhat bewildered, and looked up at the sky.

Then they saw a woman dressed in red who seemed to be fighting against the four major sects.

The fight was incredibly intense.

"Where did this woman come from?"

The crowd below looked at each other, wondering what had just happened.

Because the mental attack from that musical instrument was simply too powerful.

They had no time to resist and were instantly subdued.

Suddenly someone exclaimed in surprise.

"No! It looks like Hong Ling, an inner disciple!"

"Hongling? She's a female disciple with some strength among the inner sect, but not a particularly strong one, is she?"

In a short time, many inner disciples of various sects recognized him.

"Isn't he only at the Foundation Establishment stage? Isn't he a disciple of the Tongtian Sword Sect?"

"How come they're actually fighting against the four major sects right now, and their strength seems quite formidable!"

For a moment, everyone was shocked.

It turns out that Hong Ling is actually a member of the demon race.

It turns out that he had been working undercover within the Tongtian Sword Sect all along, becoming the witch's inside man!

Below, Qingyue, holding a long sword, stared in disbelief at Hongling plucking the strings of her zither in the sky.

His eyes were filled with shock and confusion.

"Senior Sister Hongling... is she actually a member of the Demon Clan?"