Qingfeng Longying Xianfei Jue

Chapter 147 The Spiritual Era: The Oath of Dawn

After Feng Lan, Yan Ze, Xing Yao, and Mu Xue took over the responsibility of protecting the Spirit Illusion Continent, the continent ushered in a period of vigorous development and prosperity. Under the careful guidance of their predecessors, the students of the Spirit Illusion Academy grew strong and healthy, and their protective power, like towering trees, took root in every corner of the continent.

However, at the westernmost tip of the continent, a forgotten desert—the Desolate Desert—is undergoing a strange transformation. This desert was once a mysterious ancient battlefield, said to bury powerful magic and evil curses. Lately, eerie sounds have been frequently heard from the Desolate Desert, and strange lights flicker at night.

Feng Lan received an urgent plea for help from a nearby town, the horrific scene described in the letter deeply unsettling him. He decided to lead the elite students of the Spirit Illusion Academy to investigate the desolate desert. Accompanying him were Yan Ze, Xing Yao, and Mu Xue, as well as Yan Feng, who was skilled in earth magic; Shui Xin, who was proficient in water magic; Yao Yang, who was skilled in light magic; and Ling Yu, who possessed powerful summoning abilities.

As they stepped into the desolate desert, a scorching and arid atmosphere enveloped them. Yellow sand swirled in the air, and howling winds seemed to whisper ancient secrets. They hadn't gone far when the ground suddenly trembled violently, and a gigantic sandstorm worm burst forth from the earth. This worm was enormous, its body covered in hard, sandy scales, and it spewed forth torrents of scorching sand from its mouth.

"Everyone be careful!" Feng Lan shouted, immediately casting wind magic to create a powerful wind barrier to block the sandstorm. Yan Ze then used fire magic, with blazing flames burning in the sandstorm in an attempt to disperse it.

Yanfeng immediately used earth magic to build a sturdy earthen wall beneath everyone's feet to prevent them from sinking into the sand. Shuixin used water magic to create a water curtain on the surface of the earthen wall to resist the erosion of the sand.

Xingyao focused her mental energy, attempting to disrupt the sandstorm worm's actions. However, the sandstorm worm seemed to resist mental energy beyond imagination, launching another attack after only a brief pause.

Yaoyang unleashed light magic, illuminating the surrounding sand and allowing everyone to see the sandstorm worm's movements. Lingyu summoned a giant wind eagle, which circled in the air, attempting to attack the sandstorm worm's eyes.

Mu Xue cast healing shields on everyone from behind, ensuring their safety. During the fierce battle, Feng Lan noticed that while the Sandstorm Worm's abdomen was also protected by scales, it was relatively weak. He exchanged a glance with Yan Ze, who understood. Yan Ze unleashed his Fiery Dragon's Fury, drawing the Sandstorm Worm's attention and exposing its abdomen.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Feng Lan unleashed a wind blade, concentrating its power to strike the Sandstorm Worm's abdomen. Under Feng Lan's wind blade attack, cracks appeared on the Sandstorm Worm's abdomen. Yan Ze seized the chance, leaping up and plunging his Flame Sword into the cracks. The Sandstorm Worm let out a painful roar and collapsed to the ground.

Having dealt with the sandstorm worms, they continued deeper into the desolate desert. Deep within the desert, they discovered a vast, ancient ruin. The ruin was shrouded in a thick, dark mist, exuding an aura of decay.

"There seems to be a great danger hidden in these ruins. Everyone must be careful," Feng Lan said in a low voice.

As they entered the ruins, a group of dark figures emerged from the darkness. These figures were sand golems controlled by dark forces; their forms were elusive, and they wielded weapons that emitted a black glow as they lunged at the group.

Feng Lan and the others quickly assumed fighting stances and engaged the sand golems in battle. Feng Lan unleashed wind magic, causing the sand golems to stagger and fall. Yan Ze wielded his fire sword, fighting the sand golems in close combat, each strike carrying intense flames that ignited them.

Rock Peak unleashed earth magic, hardening the ground like iron, making it difficult for the sand golems to move. Water Heart cast water magic, creating whips of water that lashed at the sand golems.

Xingyao used her mental power to try and control the sand puppets' actions. Through her efforts, some of the sand puppets began to fight each other. Yaoyang unleashed light magic, the dazzling light blinding the sand puppets.

Lingyu summoned various powerful guardian beasts to assist everyone in the battle. Muxue, on the other hand, cast healing and protective magic from the rear to ensure everyone's safety.

During the battle, Feng Lan discovered that the sand golems seemed to be performing some kind of evil ritual around a huge black altar in the ruins. He realized that he had to stop the ritual as soon as possible, or the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Everyone, focus your attack on the black altar!" Feng Lan shouted.

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their attacks towards the black altar. Under their combined assault, cracks began to appear on the black altar. As the black altar deteriorated, the sand golems gradually slowed down and eventually collapsed.

However, before they could even breathe a sigh of relief, a black beam of light suddenly shot out from the black altar, and a man dressed in black robes appeared in the beam.

"You overconfident fools, how dare you trespass here and ruin my plans!" the man in black robes roared.

"Who are you? Why are you performing this evil ritual here?" Feng Lan asked sharply.

The man in black robes sneered, "I am the guardian of the desolate desert, yet I am now controlled by this dark power. This power seeks to awaken the ancient demon god slumbering here and rule the entire Spirit Fantasy Continent."

With that, the man in black robes waved his hands, and the light from the black altar became even more dazzling. The ground began to tremble violently, and countless dark creatures emerged from the ground.

"Everyone be careful, this is going to be a tough battle!" Feng Lan shouted.

The group quickly engaged the dark creatures in battle. Feng Lan unleashed the ultimate wind magic technique—Storm Domination—a powerful storm raging among the dark creatures and engulfing them.

Yan Ze unleashed the strongest move of fire magic—Descent of the Flame God—a massive flame descending from the sky, engulfing the dark creature. Yan Feng unleashed the pinnacle of earth magic—Earth Prison—massive rocks rising from the ground, tightly trapping the dark creature.

Shui Xin unleashed the strongest power of water magic—Water Dragon Roar—and a gigantic water dragon surged from the water, charging towards the dark creature. Xing Yao concentrated all her mental energy and cast Soul Imprisonment, binding the dark creature's soul.

Yaoyang unleashed the strongest attack of his light magic—Light Judgment—its dazzling light instantly illuminating the dark creatures and leaving them nowhere to hide. Lingyu summoned her strongest guardian beast—the Sacred Qilin—which roared and charged towards the dark creatures.

Mu Xue cast her strongest buff spells on everyone from behind, enhancing their strength and speed. Under their combined attack, the dark creature's power was gradually weakened.

However, at that moment, a powerful force suddenly emanated from the black altar, blasting everyone away. A colossal figure slowly rose from the black altar. It was an ancient demon god, its entire body radiating black light, its eyes flashing with blood-red light, and it wielded a massive black battle axe.

"Foolish humans, today is your end!" the ancient demon god roared.

Feng Lan and the others felt immense pressure, but they did not back down in the slightest. Feng Lan took a deep breath and said, "We will never let you succeed. The peace of the Spirit Illusion Continent is inviolable!"

Having said that, Feng Lan unleashed the strongest power of wind magic—Wrath of the Wind God—the powerful winds binding the ancient demon god tightly. Yan Ze unleashed the strongest move of fire magic—Fiery Dragon Burning the Heavens—the fiery dragon on the sword roaring as it charged towards the ancient demon god.

Rock Peak unleashed the strongest power of earth magic—Mountain Crunch—summoning a colossal mountain to the top of the ancient demon god, attempting to crush it. Water Heart unleashed the strongest move of water magic—Flood of Water—a massive torrent that engulfed the ancient demon god.

Xingyao concentrated all her mental energy and unleashed the ultimate form of Soul Impact, attempting to directly attack the soul of the ancient demon god. Yaoyang unleashed the strongest move of light magic—Divine Punishment of Light—its dazzling light dispelling the dark power of the ancient demon god.

Lingyu summoned all her guardian beasts, and together they charged towards the ancient demon god. Muxue, meanwhile, cast the strongest healing and protective magic on everyone from behind, ensuring their safety.

Under the combined attack of everyone, the power of the ancient demon god was gradually weakened. However, the ancient demon god's power was too great; although the group's attacks caused damage, they were not enough to completely defeat it.

Just then, Feng Lan suddenly remembered an ancient legend from the Spirit Realm Continent. Legend has it that when faced with an invincible evil force, the continent's guardians would unite and gather their power to awaken the legendary Spirit Realm Holy Dragon. The Spirit Realm Holy Dragon possessed world-destroying power, capable of defeating all evil.

Feng Lan told everyone the legend, and the group decided to try to awaken the Spirit Dragon. They focused their minds and gathered their magic power together. Feng Lan, as the leader, guided everyone's magic power to form a huge magic circle.

As magic power continued to gather, the magic circle began to emit a dazzling light. Within the light, a colossal holy dragon slowly emerged. The ethereal holy dragon radiated multicolored light, and with a flap of its enormous wings, it stirred up a powerful storm.

"Spiritual Dragon, I implore you to help us defeat evil and protect the Spiritual Continent!" Feng Lan shouted.

The ethereal holy dragon let out a roar that resounded through the heavens and earth, charging towards the ancient demon god. The ancient demon god brandished his battle axe, attempting to block the ethereal holy dragon's attack. However, the ethereal holy dragon's power was too great, and the battle axe shattered instantly under the dragon's assault.

The ethereal holy dragon opened its maw and unleashed a powerful breath. The breath contained destructive power, enveloping the ancient demon god. Under the scorching heat of the breath, cracks began to appear on the ancient demon god's body, from which dark power continuously seeped.

"No! This is impossible!" the ancient demon god roared in despair.

Under the relentless attacks of the Spiritual Holy Dragon, the ancient demon god's body gradually dissipated and eventually vanished completely.

With the demise of the ancient demon god, the dark power of the desolate desert also vanished completely. Feng Lan and his companions successfully saved the Spirit Fantasy Continent, becoming heroes of the land.

Upon returning to the Spirit Illusion Academy, Feng Lan and the others received a grand commendation. Standing in the academy's square, Feng Lan looked at the young students below the stage, his heart filled with emotion.

"This experience has taught us that the responsibility to protect the Spirit Realm will never disappear. No matter how great the difficulties we encounter in the future, we must remain steadfast in our beliefs and forge ahead," Feng Lan said.

The trainees below the stage nodded in agreement, their eyes shining with determination. They knew they bore the mission of passing on and protecting this spirit.

In the days that followed, Feng Lan and his companions continued to patrol the Spirit Realm, safeguarding its peace and tranquility. They passed on their experience and skills to a new generation of students, cultivating even more outstanding guardians.

Under the protection of Feng Lan and his companions, the Spirit Realm continent ushered in an even more prosperous era. People lived in peace and happiness. The story of Feng Lan and his friends became an eternal legend on the Spirit Realm continent, inspiring generations to fight for peace, justice, and hope.

Years later, Feng Lan stood atop the stars, gazing at the beautiful scenery of the Spirit Illusion Continent, his heart filled with countless emotions. He knew that the responsibility of protecting the Spirit Illusion Continent would be passed down forever, and no matter what challenges the future held, the guardians of the Spirit Illusion Continent would forge ahead bravely and never retreat.

Suddenly, a strange light appeared in the sky, and a mysterious voice came from within it: "Guardians, the legend of the Spirit Realm continues, and a new chapter of destiny is about to begin..."

Feng Lan smiled slightly. He knew that this was just one chapter in the long history of the Spirit Fantasy Continent, and there were many more wonderful stories waiting for them to write in the future.