544: The Phantom

As a Disciple of the Pill Palace in the Northern Branch Hall, he naturally knew these messages.

A helpless Lin Feng asked him to continue investigating.

Lin Feng not only knew more than him, but he also knew that the Demon Race did not just have one Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm expert.

If there was only one, the Northern Branch Hall would have already dealt with it.

The Demon Race's collusion with the Nether Shadow Sect this time must have a larger plan and deeper conspiracy behind it.

The intelligence currently at hand was far from enough to deal with this crisis.

He instructed Xuan Mo to continue his in-depth investigation, making sure to ascertain the Demon Race's specific layout in the Immortal Realm, how many hidden experts they had, and their next course of action.

After receiving his orders, Xuan Mo once again transformed into a shadow and disappeared.

Lin Feng continued to be busy in the Pill Refining Room.

He knew that while Medicinal Pills could not directly turn the tide of battle, they were crucial for stabilizing the morale of the Twelve Sects and treating injured Disciples.

He constantly adjusted the Alchemy formulas and heat, striving to refine Medicinal Pills of higher quality and better effect.

At the same time, he repeatedly pondered countermeasures in his mind, thinking about how to break the insidious tactics of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect, and how to weaken the threat of that old demon whose strength was comparable to a Taiyi Golden Immortal.

As time passed, Xuan Mo successively sent back some new intelligence.

It turned out that the Demon Race not only colluded with the Nether Shadow Sect but also secretly had contact with some other forces that harbored ill intentions towards the Immortal Realm, seemingly brewing a larger conspiracy, attempting to completely disrupt the order of the Tianxing Immortal Realm.

And that old demon of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm was just one of the vanguards sent by the Demon Race; behind him, there were even more powerful existences presiding.

Lin Feng informed Zhang Beiming of this intelligence.

Upon hearing it, Zhang Beiming's expression grew even graver.

Zhang Beiming told Lin Feng to focus on Alchemy, and he would inform the Hall Master of the Northern Branch about this matter.

The Hall Master of the Northern Branch was a Grand Celestial Demon, a True Immortal.

This Grand Celestial Demon's strength was unfathomable, and he was also renowned in the Immortal Realm.

When Zhang Beiming reported the matter in detail, the Hall Master immediately realized the seriousness of the problem.

He quickly convened the high-ranking officials of the Northern Branch Hall to discuss countermeasures.

The Hall Master knew deeply that the Demon Race's collusion with the Nether Shadow Sect this time involved a huge conspiracy.

If not handled properly, it was feared that the entire Northern Branch Hall, and even the Tianxing Immortal Realm, would fall into a huge crisis.

He decided to personally take action, on one hand, to investigate the larger forces behind the Demon Race, and on the other hand, to prepare to strike at an appropriate time to deliver a heavy blow to the arrogant Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect.

Lin Feng, meanwhile, continued to tirelessly refine Medicinal Pills in the Pill Refining Room.

He knew that in this fierce struggle, although he could not charge into battle like those experts, these Medicinal Pills could provide strong support for the Disciples of the Twelve Sects.

Every batch of Medicinal Pills that came out of the furnace, he personally inspected their quality, ensuring they could exert their maximum effect.

As the battle continued, although the Disciples of the Twelve Sects received Medicinal Pill replenishment, they were still at a disadvantage against the increasingly fierce attacks of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect.

Lin Feng looked at the Disciples constantly falling on the battlefield, his heart filled with worry.

In a great war of this Immortal Realm level, he, a True Immortal Middle Stage Cultivator, could not influence it at all.

He could only wait and see.

Not long after, the Hall Master of the Northern Branch personally appeared on the battlefield, radiating a powerful and majestic Qi, like an unshakeable mountain.

The allied forces of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect, upon seeing the Hall Master appear, first stirred, but quickly calmed down, as they too had come prepared this time.

The Hall Master's gaze was like a torch, scanning the situation on the battlefield, and he already had a plan in mind.

He formed hand seals and chanted incantations.

Instantly, a vast power erupted from him, forming a huge light screen that enveloped the Disciples of the Twelve Sects.

This light screen could not only resist the attacks of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect but also restore some spiritual power for the Disciples.

The old demon of the Demon Race, whose strength was comparable to a Taiyi Golden Immortal, let out an angry roar upon seeing this.

He flashed, transforming into a black shadow, and charged towards the Hall Master.

The old demon held a demonic blade emanating a strange Qi in his hand.

The blade body shimmered with black light, as if it could devour everything.

The Hall Master snorted coldly and met him unhurriedly.

A long sword shimmering with golden light appeared in his hand, its blade covered with mysterious runes.

The two instantly clashed, their blade and sword colliding with a deafening sound.

Powerful energy fluctuations spread in all directions, and the surrounding ground was shaken, cracking into countless fissures.

In the fierce clash, the Hall Master, relying on his profound cultivation and exquisite swordsmanship, repelled that Demon Race Grand Celestial Demon in several moves.

The strange Devilish Qi unleashed by the demonic blade dissipated under the golden sword light.

Seeing that he was no match, the old demon retreated sharply, but let out a sharp whistle, as if summoning something.

The Hall Master did not pursue but stood before the light screen, vigilantly watching his surroundings.

Behind the allied forces of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect, thick Devilish Qi suddenly surged, gathering together to form a huge black vortex.

Within the vortex, faint, heart-palpitating fluctuations could be heard.

“It seems the Demon Race has a backup plan.”

The Hall Master's expression was grave as he said to the experts of the Twelve Sects beside him, “Everyone, get ready; this black vortex is probably not simple.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than several figures suddenly rushed out of the black vortex.

These figures exuded powerful Qi, and they were all experts of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

As soon as they appeared, they attacked the Hall Master and the experts of the Twelve Sects.

The Hall Master of the Northern Branch Hall snorted coldly, his voice not loud, but clearly audible to both the Demon Race and the Immortal Realm across tens of thousands of miles on the battlefield.

He moved like a golden lightning bolt, instantly meeting the Demon Race experts of the Taiyi Golden Immortal Realm.

Wielding his long sword, sword flowers sparkled, each strike carrying world-destroying power, engaging in a fierce battle with the Demon Race experts.

Seeing this, the experts of the Twelve Sects also rallied their spirits, each displaying their unique skills, and once again plunged into the melee with the charging allied forces of the Demon Race and the Nether Shadow Sect.

Inside the Pill Refining Room, Lin Feng felt the strong power fluctuations from outside, secretly worrying.

He sped up his Alchemy, hoping to provide more support for the Disciples on the battlefield.

At this moment, Xuan Mo reappeared, his expression hurried.

He said to Lin Feng, “Master, I heard that the Demon Race gathered these Taiyi Golden Immortal experts this time to crush the Northern Branch Hall in one fell swoop, and then use this place as a base to spread their influence throughout the entire Tianxing Immortal Realm.”

Lin Feng frowned tightly and asked, “Have you investigated their specific plan of action?”

Xuan Mo shook his head and said, “The Demon Race is extremely vigilant about this; I can't get more detailed plans for now, but what's certain is that they won't stop here.”