The night spreads out in all directions like a black tapestry, blocking the blue sky and white clouds at noon, enveloping the entire Luojing City.

Only the soldiers standing at the corner tower can catch the faint light shining through the edge of the black night in the distant sky—

The distant mountains, still towering in the sunlight, shimmered with bright brilliance, as if they were golden lace inlaid with the edges of a black tapestry.

The inhabitants of the city had already panicked by the sudden darkness. The once bustling streets were now dead silent, with only a few frightened screams and panicked running sounds occasionally heard.

The children wept so hard at the sight that they hugged their parents tightly, tears glinting faintly in the darkness. Although the parents were also frightened, they could only pretend to be calm and try their best to calm the children's emotions. However, the fear in their own hearts could not be concealed, revealed in their trembling hands and voices.

At the same time, the officials in the major yamen were also in chaos. Their former majesty was now gone, replaced by a face full of panic and confusion.

Although they all knew that one day, Gu Xu would launch an attack on Luojing City.

But I never really expected that this day would come so quickly and so suddenly.

Before everyone in the city could recover from the shock and figure out what this black canopy of sky shrouded them was, the city gates in the eastern, southern, and western directions of Luojing were mutated and reborn.

I saw that the space began to distort violently, and three unfathomable spatial passages appeared out of thin air, followed by a large number of cultivators' figures pouring out of the passages like a flood.

These cultivators were armed with all kinds of weapons, some of them were flickering with sword light, and the cold air was overwhelming, and some of them were heavy with heavy sword shadows, and their voices were terrifying.

Under the command of the team leader, these cultivators quickly formed an array, and their movements were uniform, as if flowing water.

With the sound of a low and powerful incantation, their true elements converged into powerful energy waves, launching a unified and orderly fierce attack on the city gates.

The decisive battle began.

The defenders on the walls of Luojing City also reacted quickly. They urgently summoned their cultivators, used the magic weapons and defensive formations on the city walls, and quickly launched a counterattack.

Countless colorful beams of light streaked through the sky, like dazzling meteors, like dreams, staggered and shuttled.

This low night sky seems to be a vast painting, in which all kinds of spells are unleashed, like colorful paints flowing from the painter's hands, smearing them wantonly.

Soon, a pale golden glow surged from the surface of the Luojing Wall.

It seems to be the dawn of the eastern sky, drawn here by a mysterious force, covering the city wall with a layer of brilliant armor.

A massive shield slowly formed above the walls, like a translucent bubble, but tougher than anything else.

Spells and sigils flying from all directions were like a dense meteor shower, slamming into the shield with the sound of howling wind and strong energy fluctuations. Each impact caused ripples in circles, like stones thrown into the water, but these ripples quickly dissipated and failed to shake the shield in the slightest.

Occasionally, spells have passed through the shields, but their power has apparently been greatly diminished. It's like a tiger that has lost its claws and has become docile and powerless.

"It seems that I still need to do something."

Seeing such a scene, Zhao Yan narrowed her eyes slightly and flew out of the monk queue.

She stood suspended in the air, her red dress dancing like a flame, and like the last rays of the sunset on the horizon, which contrasted sharply with her white skin like snow, and was thrillingly beautiful.

A pair of flaming phoenix wings suddenly spread out behind her, and the blazing flames seemed to set the sky on fire, releasing a strong coercion that shook the air around her.

At this time, what she was holding in her hand was not her famous natal magic weapon "Yizhangwei", but the famous weapon passed down from generation to generation by the Zhao family in Youzhou - "Jade Horse Whip".

The whip is as deep as ink, except for the jade handle, which glows with a lustrous sheen.

If people are compared to the twelve famous vessels of the Great Wilderness, then "Tai'a Sword" is the king who rules the country, and "Jinghong Pen" is like a talented poet.

And the "jade horse whip" is a general who gallops across the field.

One of its functions is to be able to gather the morale of your own army, integrate it into the user's meridians, and greatly increase its true element strength.

Zhao Yan has recently cultivated with Gu Xu night and night, and his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is already approaching the peak of the sixth realm. Now with the blessing of bloodline power and the "Jade Horse Whip", even if you meet an ordinary saint powerhouse, you can compete with it.

Luo Jing's defensive formation seemed to be strong.

But Zhao Yan knew that Gu Xu had already used the "Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array" to cut off its connection with the "Heavenly Dragon Great Array", greatly weakening its strength, making it unable to get energy supplies in time.

As Zhao Yan waved the "Jade Horse Whip" forward, a scorching energy suddenly surged in the air. This energy was like a flame that had been ignited, quickly gathering and rising, and finally turning into the form of a phoenix.

It let out a crisp and melodious phoenix roar, which shook the sky, and then slammed into the shield of the Luojing city wall with lightning speed.

Like a meteorite, it hit the surface hard.

The shield trembled violently, and the surface suddenly rippled in circles, and then the cracks spread rapidly like spider webs.

With a deafening loud bang, it completely cracked into countless fragments, splashed everywhere, and dissipated into streamers in the air.

"Come with me into town!" She raised her whip and shouted at the army behind her.

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Gu Xu and the "Five Saints" under his command had already torn apart the space and came to Luojing City.

Because of the strong prohibition in Zichen Palace, they could not teleport or fly directly to Emperor Tianxing's dormitory, and could only walk along the empty Heavenly Street to the gate of Zichen Palace.

No one dared to stop them.

In the case that Emperor Tianxing does not make a move, they are invincible existences in the world.

Occasionally, officials hurried through the streets, and as soon as they sensed the suffocating aura ahead, they immediately carefully changed their course and bypassed them at a distance.

These officials were all silent, for fear that any of their actions would accidentally attract the attention of these masters, thus inviting unwarranted disasters.

There were also some bold civilians who looked at them with bated breath through their windows, with both awe and uneasiness in their eyes.

At this moment, the person with the most complicated mood is none other than Zhao Changying.

A few months ago, he had been accompanied by the Ghost King of Bishan Mountain, armed with a spear, and walked on the same heavenly street to Zichen Palace to ask Emperor Tianxing for a blood debt.

It's a pity that he returned with a big defeat.

If it weren't for Luo Chuan's secret rescue, I'm afraid he would have died in Huangquan.