Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

In this situation, even a genius like Ye Chen, who is gifted and has the ability to change his destiny, would be helpless and unable to turn the tide.

The arduous task of repairing that heavenly light curtain far exceeded everyone's initial expectations. It was like a chasm that was difficult to cross.

Ye Chen and the other seven companions all tried their best. They each displayed 3000 lights of mystery that intertwined into extremely gorgeous paintings in front of the light curtain.

It is like falling stars or dancing colorful silk. It is breathtakingly beautiful, yet also so tragic that it chills one's heart.

Faced with this Heavenly Dao light curtain that concerns the peace of heaven and earth, the most direct, and seemingly most hopeless, method is to continuously inject energy and extremely precious Heavenly Dao power into it.

However, their efforts did not seem to have much effect. Although the cracks on the light curtain did not continue to expand, the effect was very small.

Just as an indescribable despair was rising in everyone's hearts, an unexpected turning point quietly arrived - Zulong's clone.

With an ancient and mysterious aura, he slowly stepped into the battlefield.

Like a ray of dawn that penetrates the dark clouds, it rekindles the spark of hope in everyone's heart.

The Zulong clone's eyes were as sharp as torches. He glanced around the surrounding situation and already had a plan in mind.

He was fully aware of the importance and difficulty of this mission, but he never showed any sign of hesitation.

His mind was instantly immersed in the deep space of the Chaos Pearl, and he conveyed the upcoming challenges to every member of the Heavenly Dao without reservation.

All of these members harbored a deep hatred for the demons. They knew very well that those invaders had never truly given up their ambition to get involved in the fairy world.

Everyone sat cross-legged, their expressions solemn and determined.

They took out the rare resources they carried with them. These resources were not just material possessions, but also symbols of the indomitable spirit and resistance in their hearts.

Then, they began to display the profound powers they possessed. Those powers were like brilliant fireworks, shooting out from their palms and soaring into the sky.

These profound forces intertwined and merged in the air, eventually converging into a dazzling beam of colorful light.

It stretches across the sky like a straight rainbow, fully demonstrating everyone's determination and faith.

This force is extremely powerful. It is the energy released by millions of Immortal Emperors. It is so powerful.

The Ancestral Dragon's clone felt this powerful energy and waved his hand, and the Chaos Orb quickly appeared in front of them.

Immediately afterwards, the Chaos Pearl released a thick colorful light, which quickly merged into the Heavenly Light Curtain in front of it.

In the endless chaotic void, Ye Chen led his clones and all the members of the Heavenly Dao, trying their best to repair the Heavenly Dao light curtain.

This light curtain is the last barrier to protect the world, and its safety is related to the fate of all living beings.

Everyone had a solemn look on their faces, with beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down their foreheads like rain.

Their power continuously poured into the light curtain, trying to repair the dim barrier.

At this moment, a heavy and shrill sound suddenly rang out in the sky, like a death knell at the coming of doomsday, penetrating the barrier of the heavenly light curtain and striking deep into everyone's soul.

The sound was like thunder, roaring in everyone's hearts, and also like the wailing of thousands of evil spirits, making people's backs cold and their hearts chilled.

Upon hearing the unusual sound, Ye Chen and other members of the Tian Dao group all looked up.

At that moment, an indescribable shock involuntarily emerged on their faces.

The heavenly light curtain that was once bathed in sacred light was shaken by the fierce offensive of the demons on the opposite side. The flickering light revealed a shaky sense of crisis.

The madness and determination of the demons were fully displayed at this moment. They wanted to completely destroy the barrier separating the two worlds.

Above the light curtain, the light flickered unsteadily, and every collision made the light dimmer, like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Behind the dark curtain of light, countless distorted figures appeared and disappeared in the haze.

It was like an endless tide of monsters surging in the abyss, spreading quietly with an evil aura that was enough to suffocate the soul.

The demons, this ancient and evil race, have apparently keenly captured this fragile crack leading to the human world.

They are gathering all their strength to launch an unprecedented attack.

I vow to tear open this boundary and let darkness and chaos flow into the land of light.

The ferocity of this attack far exceeded their expectations. It was like a roar from the abyss, shaking every inch of space.

Ye Chen and his team have mobilized all available forces and gathered them into a huge energy to repair the Heavenly Light Curtain.

But faced with the destructive force that surged like a tide, the repairs they could make were like a drop in the bucket, and it was difficult to curb the rapid expansion of the cracks on the light curtain.

Every impact of the monster was like a huge hammer falling when the sky collapsed.

With a soul-shaking roar, it hit everyone's heart heavily, and also hit the crumbling light curtain.

One can't help but worry about this fragile barrier of the human world.

In this battle for the balance between the two worlds, time seems to be stretched, and every second is filled with unknowns and despair.

Ye Chen and his companions are using their flesh and blood to build the last line of defense, swearing to protect this land that is loved by the light until the death.

Repairing the Sky Light Curtain is like rebuilding a sand castle in a violent storm, and every grain of sand must be placed carefully.

However, the attacks of the demons were like surging waves, one after another, ruthlessly impacting and destroying their efforts.

The current situation is extremely critical.

If this situation continues, they will eventually be dragged into an endless vortex of consumption.

This will not only cause their power to gradually fade away like a candle flame.

What is even more terrifying is that once cracks appear in the protective light curtain and it collapses, the demons will be like a raging wave that has broken free from its restraints.

They will pour into the fairyland in a mighty manner, and the whole world will face an unprecedented disaster of destruction.

Furthermore, judging from the overwhelming and increasingly fierce offensive before us, although no powerful being with the cultivation level of the Demon Emperor has appeared yet.

However, in this unpredictable war situation, who can be sure that a more powerful demon will not appear in the next moment?

If that moment really comes, they may only be able to watch the disaster happen and be powerless to do anything.

The entire situation has fallen into an unprecedented passivity, as if being firmly bound by an invisible net and difficult to break free.

Everyone felt the pressure like a mountain pressing down on their heads, and the air was filled with despair.

Ye Chen frowned, his deep eyes reflected the crumbling light curtain of heaven, his heart was surging like a raging sea.

He knew very well that at this critical moment, he had to make a decision, a life-or-death decision that would determine the fate of countless lives.

Thoughts raced through his mind like lightning, and thousands of ideas intertwined into an invisible web.

He thought of those innocent cultivators. If the light curtain collapsed, where would they go and what kind of unspeakable suffering would they endure.

He recalled the heavy burden he shouldered. Protecting this world was his unswerving belief and his lifelong pursuit and persistence.

He also thought of the brothers who fought with him. Their smiles and their tenacity were still vivid in his mind.

Once they fail, they will all turn into the dust of history and be ruthlessly wiped out by time.

Every choice is like walking a tightrope over an abyss. Every step is thrilling and the slightest mistake will lead to eternal damnation.

He knew very well that those old rules and regulations were no longer able to reverse the current desperate situation.

Continuing to passively waste time like this is tantamount to chronic suicide. They urgently need a surprise move to turn the tide.

However, how difficult is this?