Chapter 68: The Twin Shadows

“The Black and White Elders are about to act! Wonderful!”
The members of the Falling Leaves Sect erupted in excitement as they saw the two figures step forward.
Within the sect, apart from Sect Master Duan Tianlang, the two strongest were these very men—though only when they joined forces. In fact, in days past, when the Black and White Twins fought together against Duan Tianlang, they did not lose, which spoke volumes about their combined strength.

Night Nine Demon’s expression shifted minutely; the pebbles in his hand were now flung with all his might, without the slightest reservation. The grand formation instantly flared with brilliant light, its immense power enveloping the entirety of Mystic Profundity Sect.

“With the Black and White Elders taking action, Mystic Profundity Sect is doomed!”
“Indeed! The Black and White Elders are said to be invincible below the rank of Sage Sovereign when they join forces!”
…
Hearing the crowd’s heated discussions, a flicker of emotion crossed Ye Qing’s face; his eyes darted rapidly as if pondering some hidden calculation.

“You all, fall back.”
Their voices were perfectly matched. At their command, the Falling Leaves Sect disciples immediately withdrew without hesitation, clearing the battlefield in an instant.

“Oh, I’m so scared…”
“Too late for fear now!”
“The Black and White Twins’ fearsome reputation is well-earned; their cultivation is nearly at the level of the Sage Sovereign…”
“This time, Mystic Profundity Sect may truly have no escape…”
“Of course not. The Black and White Twins are the top beneath the Sage Sovereign. Even the Sovereigns are reluctant to face them together…”
…
Before long, spectators from Xuantian Town had gathered, witnessing the moment the Black and White Twins prepared to strike.

When the Black and White Twins saw Night Nine Demon’s demeanor, their disdain only deepened.
“Their weakness does not mean we are weak. Today, Mystic Profundity Sect will become the spoils of the Falling Leaves Sect!”
The two advanced in perfect unison, each step sending their aura soaring, until the entire battlefield was dominated by their overwhelming presence.

Their terrifying aura drowned out all others; as they reached the formation, the energies surged violently.
“Break!”
With a thunderous shout, all present seemed to foresee the outcome, and a silent mourning filled their hearts.

The disciples of the Falling Leaves Sect were ecstatic, preparing themselves for the final charge.
With a single strike from the Black and White Twins, the grand formation shattered!

“Hmph, nothing but a trivial trick!”

The two snorted coldly, their momentum rising to the heavens. They advanced again, their oppressive aura bearing down on Night Nine Demon, intent on sealing his fate.

Among the onlookers in Xuantian Town, some women closed their eyes, unable to watch. Amid the crowd, Hua Mingfeng merely smiled disdainfully, her gaze filled with contempt.

The twins strode casually up the steps of Mystic Profundity Sect, now less than a hundred meters from Night Nine Demon.

But then, Night Nine Demon’s lips curled into a wicked grin.
“Heh… pathetic weaklings!”

With a thought, the shattered formation whirred to life once more. A massive boulder appeared in his hand, which he hurled with sudden force.

Instantly, thunder crackled around Mystic Profundity Sect, energy surging like raging waves toward the Black and White Twins.

“Damn it!”
Sensing the danger, the twins hastily drew two ancient zithers from their spatial rings, merging them into one.

“Clang!”
Their hands struck the strings, producing a crisp, metallic note that rang out like the clash of gold and iron.

At that instant, a furious shout exploded from behind the steps:
“Who dares trespass upon my Mystic Profundity Sect!”

An elderly man, hair white and disheveled, burst forth. His aura was that of a Sage Sovereign—though something about him seemed off.

“What? Does our Mystic Profundity Sect have a half-step Sage Sovereign?”
Night Nine Demon was puzzled, but his right hand fell regardless; lightning raged in the sky, crashing down with abandon.

Bolts as thick as barrels descended. The Black and White Twins had no time to heed the old man and frantically played their zither again.

The sound was as sharp as clashing armies, and within the formation, golden-armored warriors materialized, each valiant and fierce, charging into the thunderstorm.

“Old man, get back! They can’t stop it!”
Night Nine Demon shouted, but the old man, ready to die, charged straight into the ranks of the golden-armored warriors, and battle erupted in an instant.

The thunderbolts crashed down relentlessly, each one imbued with destructive force.

“Boom!”
A bolt struck, turning a golden-armored warrior to dust.

Seeing this, the Black and White Twins turned pale, but by then, the old man had reached them.

“Scoundrels, prepare to die!”

“Damn you, where did this old bastard come from…”
Night Nine Demon had planned everything, but who could have foreseen such an unexpected turn? As thunder crashed down—

“Hurry, break the formation! Only the Black and White Elders can do it!”
Ye Qing’s face was filled with anxiety, and the Falling Leaves Sect watched helplessly as the twins struggled bitterly within the formation.

Were it not for the golden-armored warriors spawned by the zither, the old man would likely have reached the twins already.

“If you don’t deal with him, I’m leaving you to your fate!”
“Hahaha… What have I to fear from death!”
The old man laughed heartily, unleashing an even fiercer assault. His aura visibly soared, and in a flash, he was upon the twins—no golden warriors left to bar his way.

As Night Nine Demon directed the formation, the storm of thunder descended, hundreds of bolts crashing down at once!

“Well, so be it… Fate is unkind to me.”
Night Nine Demon muttered as he watched the sky fall, then launched himself toward the old man.

“Old man, do you have a death wish?!” The Black and White Twins panicked. With this madman here, escape was impossible, and the thunder was almost upon them.

“Die!”
The old man roared. The Black and White Twins, seeing the thunder about to strike, could no longer hold back and shouted in rage:

“Enough! This is too much!”

They raised the zither for a final desperate chord. But with a single twang, the string snapped.

And then, the thunder struck—hundreds of bolts crashing down with apocalyptic fury. Despair filled the eyes of the twins.

Never had they imagined that the Mystic Profundity Sect’s formation could be so fearsome!

“Damn it, if you want to die, at least die outside!”
Night Nine Demon yanked the old man away just as the thunder struck, hitting the Black and White Twins head-on.

Half of the old man was pulled free, but the other half was grazed by the lightning—enough to put him through a harrowing ordeal.

“Hiss! Such deep cunning!”
“He lured the Black and White Twins to their deaths within the grand formation of Mystic Profundity Sect!”
“Who is this man? Could he be Night Nine Demon himself?”
…
The crowd erupted in speculation.

Meanwhile, the Falling Leaves Sect members wore faces as long as funerals, especially Ye Qing, whose expression was particularly ghastly.

“Hmph, just a bunch of idiots from the Falling Leaves Sect,” Hua Mingfeng scoffed.

At that, all eyes turned curiously to the old man, eager to uncover his identity.