The Journey Against Time, I am the King of Scrolls in a Hundred Times Space

Lin Feng led the disciples of the sect and approached the enemy's stronghold with firm steps. The winding mountain road extended under his feet, and the tall and dense trees on both sides intertwined into a green curtain. The sun shone through the gaps between the branches and leaves with difficulty, forming patches of mottled light and shadow. Silence enveloped the entire mountain forest, but this silence was like a veil, unable to cover up the blood and cruelty that was about to erupt.

As they gradually approached the edge of the enemy's stronghold, the tense atmosphere seemed to condense into substance. Everyone's breathing became cautious, and the heartbeat sounded like a drum in the chest. Lin Feng stopped and raised his right hand slightly, signaling the people behind him to stop. He squinted his eyes, his eyes like a sharp hawk, carefully observing the seemingly peaceful forest in front.

"Everyone be careful and prepare for battle." Lin Feng's voice was low and powerful, as if it hit everyone's heart heavily.

The disciples tensed up instantly after hearing this, holding their weapons tighter, with a look of resolute determination in their eyes.

Lin Feng took a deep breath and took the lead to step forward. Each of his steps was light and cautious, as if he was testing whether this land was hiding unknown dangers. The disciples behind him followed closely, their footsteps as light as falling leaves.

Suddenly, a sharp sound of breaking through the air broke the false calm. Countless sharp arrows poured out from the woods in front like a rainstorm, attacking them with the whistle of death.

"Defense!" Lin Feng shouted almost at the moment the sharp arrows appeared.

The disciples reacted quickly, the spiritual power in their bodies surged instantly, the light of various colors shone, and the spell shields were instantly deployed, forming a solid barrier. However, the rain of arrows was too dense, and some sharp arrows still broke through the defense and shot at the crowd mercilessly. Several disciples screamed and fell to the ground, and the blood quickly dyed the land under them red.

"Don't worry about the wounded, keep moving forward!" Lin Feng's voice was full of determination. He knew that at this critical moment of life and death, any hesitation would lead to being completely swallowed up by the enemy.

They roared into the woods and engaged in a fierce and brutal close combat with the enemy ambushed there. Lin Feng rushed into the flock of sheep like a tiger, and the sword in his hand flashed a cold light in the sun. Every swing was accompanied by a sharp wind sound and a determination to kill. The enemy's blood splashed under his sword, staining his clothes and face red.

The second team led by Su Yao also encountered many obstacles on the way forward. The enemy's defense line was arranged very tightly, like an indestructible copper wall and iron wall.

"Don't panic, concentrate your strength and attack a little!" Su Yao's voice was crisp and firm, and it was particularly clear on the chaotic battlefield.

The disciples heard her command and quickly adjusted their tactics. They gathered the spiritual power in their bodies together, and the light of various spells gathered in one place, forming a powerful force. Finally, with their concerted efforts, a flaw appeared in the enemy's defense line.

"Charge!" Su Yao shouted, and rushed to the breakthrough first. The disciples followed closely, like a surging torrent, breaking through the enemy's defense line in an instant.

The three teams responsible for the response were nervously watching the situation on the battlefield at this time. They hid in the dark, ready to provide support to their comrades on the front line at any time. The captain's eyes were fixed on the battlefield, the weapons in his hands were ready, and his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat.

At this time, the battle on Lin Feng's side had entered a white-hot stage. The enemy continued to surge like a tide, gradually surrounding them in the middle. Lin Feng had been injured in many places, but his eyes were still firm, and his will to fight was not shaken at all.

"Brothers, follow me to kill!" Lin Feng roared, his voice full of endless courage and determination.

His figure shuttled through the enemy group, swords rose and fell, and the enemies fell one after another. Inspired by his bravery, the disciples burst out with more powerful power, and their shouts were deafening, as if to tear the sky apart.

However, the number of enemies was too large, and their strength was constantly being consumed, and they gradually felt a little powerless. Just when they were about to collapse, the second team led by Su Yao arrived at the battlefield in time like a ray of hope.

"Lin Feng, we are here!" Su Yao's voice was full of eagerness and excitement.

After the two teams joined together, their strength increased instantly. Lin Feng and Su Yao looked at each other, and their eyes were full of trust and determination. They cooperated with each other, rushed left and right, and the enemy's encirclement began to become chaotic.

Just as the situation was gradually improving, a powerful mage suddenly walked out of the enemy camp. He was dressed in a black robe, and the staff in his hand flashed with a strange light. The air around him seemed to become dignified because of his appearance.

"Be careful, that's their mage!" Lin Feng shouted hoarsely.

The mage raised his staff and muttered something in his mouth, and a powerful dark force condensed instantly. Then, a black light shot towards the disciples of the sect.

"Disperse!" Lin Feng shouted again.

But many disciples still failed to dodge and were hit by the dark force, falling to the ground instantly.

"I'll deal with him!" A trace of determination flashed in Lin Feng's eyes. He took a deep breath, and the spiritual power in his body surged wildly, rushing towards the mage.

The mage sneered at this and cast a spell again, launching a thrilling spell duel with Lin Feng. Lin Feng gritted his teeth, veins popped on his forehead, and exerted the spells he mastered to the extreme. His sword flashed with dazzling light, and it constantly collided with the mage's dark power, making a deafening explosion.

The two of them fought back and forth, neither giving in. Lin Feng gradually felt physically exhausted, but he had only one belief in his heart: he must defeat this mage and protect his fellow disciples.

Finally, Lin Feng found a tiny flaw in the mage's spell. He seized this opportunity without hesitation and used his strongest blow with all his strength. The light of the sword and the spell intertwined to form a gorgeous scene.

With a scream, the mage fell to the ground, and his staff broke into two pieces.

As the mage fell, the enemy's morale was greatly reduced and began to collapse. Their eyes were full of fear and despair, and there was no longer the arrogance and ferocity before.

"Chase! We can't let them run away!" Lin Feng shouted, his voice full of joy of victory and anger at the enemy.

The disciples of the sect were like tigers coming down the mountain, chasing the enemy and launching the final encirclement and suppression. Their shouts and cries echoed in the valley, as if announcing their victory to the world.

In a deep valley, the enemy leader tried to escape in the chaos. He was agile and quick, and soon distanced himself from the main force.

"Stop!" A sharp-eyed disciple discovered his whereabouts and rushed up without hesitation.

But the enemy leader was powerful. After just a few moves, the disciple gradually lost and was injured in many places. His clothes were stained with blood.

Lin Feng arrived at this time and was furious when he saw this scene.

"Evil thief, give me your life!" Lin Feng roared and flew towards the enemy leader.

The enemy leader turned around with a ferocious smile on his face. He drew the sword at his waist and faced Lin Feng.

The two instantly started a life-and-death fight. Lin Feng's sword was as fast as lightning, and each move contained his years of practice and hatred for the enemy. The enemy leader was not to be outdone, his swordsmanship was vicious and deadly.

Lin Feng's arm was scratched and blood was flowing, but he seemed to feel no pain. There was only the figure of the enemy leader in his eyes, and there was only one thought in his mind: he must be killed to avenge his dead fellow disciples.

After a fierce battle, Lin Feng finally found the flaw of the enemy leader with his tenacious will and superb martial arts. He stabbed the enemy leader in the chest with a sword. The enemy leader widened his eyes, spurted blood from his mouth, and slowly fell down.

The battle lasted for several hours, and finally, the disciples of the sect won the final victory. But they also paid a heavy price. Many disciples fell on the battlefield and closed their eyes forever. The blood dyed the earth red, and the air was filled with the strong smell of blood and gunpowder.

Lin Feng looked at the corpses on the ground, his heart filled with grief. Those once lively faces have now become cold and pale. They paid their precious lives for the honor and justice of the sect.

"Take the sacrificed disciples back and bury them properly." Lin Feng's voice was hoarse and heavy, with endless sorrow.

Su Yao walked to Lin Feng and gently held his hand. Tears flashed in her eyes and her lips trembled slightly.

"We won, but the price was too high." Su Yao's voice was full of pain and helplessness.

Lin Feng looked into the distance and remained silent for a long time. His eyes were full of confusion and self-blame. He was thinking that if he could be stronger, if his tactics could be more perfect, perhaps there would not be so many disciples sacrificed.

After returning to the sect, the surviving disciples began to clean up the battlefield and treat the wounded. The sect was filled with a sad atmosphere, and everyone's face was tired and painful. But at the same time, there was also a firm belief in rebirth after the disaster. They knew that this was just the beginning, and there would be more challenges waiting for them in the future.

"We must become stronger and not let such a tragedy happen again." Lin Feng stood in the square of the sect and said to all the disciples. Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power, like a flash of lightning, illuminating the darkness in everyone's heart.

The disciples nodded one after another, and there was no longer fear and confusion in their eyes, only determination and determination.

This victory became the starting point for the sect to rise again. They will take blood and life as lessons, continue to practice and improve, let the sect stand firm in the world, and always guard justice and peace...