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

The disciple who had just returned from his mission almost stumbled into the master's room. His clothes were ragged, covered in dust and blood, and his hair was messy. As soon as he stepped into the room, he fell heavily to his knees with a "thump", gasping for breath, as if he had just experienced a life-and-death escape.

"Master, something terrible is happening!" His voice became hoarse and trembling due to extreme fear and exhaustion. "I was on a mission and found an extremely powerful evil force gathering. They... their formation is simply terrifying."

The master's face instantly became extremely solemn. He walked to the disciple in two steps and three steps at a time and asked anxiously: "Can you see their specific situation? How many people are there? How are their equipment?"

The disciple raised his head with difficulty, his eyes full of fear and uneasiness. He shook his head and said: "Master, they are too cautious. In order not to be discovered, I dare not get too close, but from a distance, their number... is at least more than twice that of the last time. Moreover, they are well-equipped, and various weapons flash coldly in the sun. It is obvious that they are not ordinary goods. What's more terrifying is that I feel many strange and powerful spell fluctuations, and the breath is creepy."

After listening to this, the master's brows were locked together tightly, forming a deep ravine. He paced back and forth in the room, thinking quickly about how to deal with it. After a moment, he stopped and said decisively: "Go and call Lin Feng, Su Yao and other core members to the meeting room. This matter is of great importance. We must discuss countermeasures immediately."

After a while, the core figures of the sect gathered in the meeting room. Everyone's face was heavy and worried, and the atmosphere was so depressing that people could hardly breathe.

"What should we do? We have just experienced a tragic battle. The disciples in the sect have not fully recovered. Now we are facing such a huge threat." An elder broke the silence first. He said worriedly, his voice full of helplessness and anxiety.

Lin Feng stood up at this time, his eyes were firm and resolute, like a burning flame. "Everyone, the more difficult the time is, the more we can't retreat. No matter what, we can't sit and wait for death. We must face it bravely and be fully prepared to meet their attacks. As long as we unite, we will definitely be able to find a way to deal with it." His words were sonorous and powerful, full of inspiring power.

Su Yao also followed up and said: "Lin Feng is right. We can't be defeated by fear. During this period, we must use all available resources to further strengthen the fortifications. At the same time, we must also find ways to improve everyone's combat capabilities so that every disciple can exert their greatest potential in battle."

The head nodded, glanced at everyone, and began to deploy tasks: "Lin Feng, you are experienced and skilled in martial arts. You are responsible for organizing the disciples to conduct special training. According to the characteristics and expertise of each disciple, formulate targeted training plans and make sure to improve their strength in a short period of time. Su Yao, you have profound attainments in magic. You lead some disciples who are proficient in formations to continue to improve the defensive formations around the sect. Make sure that the power of the formation can be maximized to block the enemy's attack. Other elders are responsible for preparing supplies and treating the wounded. Make sure to ensure sufficient supply of supplies and timely treatment of the wounded, so that every disciple can fight without worries."

Everyone responded in unison: "Yes!" Then they took orders and acted quickly.

Lin Feng did not dare to delay for a moment, and he immediately summoned his disciples to the martial arts training ground. With a sharp gaze, he examined the slightly tired but still full of fighting spirit disciples in front of him. Then, he divided them into several groups according to their spell attributes, martial arts level and combat experience.

For disciples who are good at close combat, Lin Feng personally demonstrated various martial arts moves. His movements were fierce and powerful, like a tiger leaping and a dragon soaring. "Pay attention to the movement of your steps, be flexible and changeable, and don't be restrained by the enemy!" He shouted loudly while changing his body shape quickly. The sword in his hand stabbed out like lightning and retracted like a gust of wind, which made the disciples stunned and followed suit.

For disciples who are good at spells, Lin Feng instructed them how to condense spiritual power more effectively and how to release spells quickly and accurately in battle. "Concentrate your mind, feel the flow of spiritual power in your body, gather it in your palm, and then burst it out instantly!" Lin Feng's voice echoed in the martial arts training ground, inspiring every disciple to constantly surpass their limits.

Su Yao led a group of disciples and was busy setting up a defensive formation around the sect. She was concentrating on carving each rune, and the staff in her hand flashed from time to time, injecting spiritual power into the formation. Sweat soaked her forehead and flowed down her cheeks, but she didn't bother to wipe it off, and her eyes were always fixed on the progress of the formation.

"The nodes of this formation must be accurate, and there must not be any deviation, otherwise the formation will not be able to exert its maximum power." Su Yao worked nervously while patiently explaining the key points of each step to the disciples around her. The disciples were also fully committed, meticulously following her instructions, and dared not be careless at all.

During the process of everyone's intense preparations, time passed like a white horse, day by day. However, just as everyone was doing their best to prepare for the upcoming battle, a series of bizarre events suddenly occurred in the sect.

Some disciples disappeared inexplicably while patrolling at night, leaving no clues. At first, everyone thought it was just the negligence of individual disciples or an accident. However, as the number of missing disciples gradually increased, the entire sect fell into panic.

There was also a sudden fire in a warehouse where supplies were stored, and the fire was fierce. Although everyone tried their best to put out the fire, a large amount of supplies was still lost. This makes the already tight material reserves even more stretched.

After the leader learned of these circumstances, an ominous premonition surged in his heart. He summoned Lin Feng and others, and said with a gloomy face: "This is no accident, there must be a traitor at work! We must find this traitor as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

After Lin Feng and others took the order, they began to investigate secretly. They carefully investigated the whereabouts and background of each disciple, leaving no trace behind.

During the investigation, Lin Feng discovered that the behavior of a new disciple who had just started was very suspicious. This disciple's name is Zhao Yu. He usually keeps to himself and seldom communicates with other disciples. And his eyes were always flickering, and whenever someone looked at him, he would quickly look away.

Lin Feng decided to follow him quietly and observe his every move. Finally, one night, Lin Feng discovered that Zhao Yu quietly left his room under the cover of darkness and walked toward the back of the sect.

Lin Feng followed carefully, keeping a certain distance to avoid being discovered. Zhao Yu came to a remote corner of the back mountain, where a mysterious man was waiting for him.

Lin Feng quietly approached and hid behind a big tree, listening to their conversation.

"Your plan will succeed soon, and this sect will be destroyed. By then, you will have made great contributions, and you will enjoy endless glory and wealth." The mysterious man said, with a hint of pride and sinisterness in his voice.

Zhao Yu smiled flatteringly and said: "It all depends on your guidance and support. I will do my best to serve you."

When Lin Feng heard this, he was furious. He could no longer bear this betrayal. He shouted and rushed out from behind the tree, "You shameless people!"

Zhao Yu and the mysterious man were so frightened by this sudden turn of events that their faces turned pale. They looked at each other, turned around and ran away in different directions.

How could Lin Feng let them escape so easily? He flashed and quickly chased Zhao Yu like a ghost. Although Zhao Yu ran as hard as he could, his speed could not compare with Lin Feng. Not long after, Lin Feng caught up with him and kicked him to the ground with a flying kick.

"Say! Who ordered you?" Lin Feng's eyes widened with anger, and the sword in his hand was pressed against Zhao Yu's throat.

Zhao Yu was so frightened that he trembled all over and stammered: "It's... people from evil forces found me and said that as long as I do things for them, they will give me endless benefits. I... I was obsessed for a moment, please forgive me. Get me!"

Lin Feng snorted coldly, "Spare you? You betrayed the sect and put many brothers in danger. This is an unpardonable crime!"

At this time, other disciples also came over after hearing the sound and tied up Zhao Yu.

Afterwards, Lin Feng chased the mysterious man in the direction of his escape. After a fierce chase and battle, Lin Feng finally subdued the mysterious man.

After the leader learned of this, he ordered to strengthen supervision within the sect and conduct strict examinations on every disciple. At the same time, the number and number of patrols will be increased to prevent similar incidents from happening again.

However, the situation at this time has become more and more serious. The attacks of evil forces are like sharp swords hanging above their heads and may fall at any time...