Wang Yaoliang's Death

The White Mist concealed Wang Yaoliang and the other three, and the black-robed cultivators could not make out their positions.

More than a dozen Spirit Tools plunged into the White Mist, as though they had struck soft, fluffy cotton, unable to exert any force.

"Array Talisman! Damn it, attack with spells."

The black-robed cultivators cursed and began chanting.

The fifteen black-robed cultivators split into three small groups. Red, blue, and yellow spiritual light respectively lit up around them, with five people to each color.

Great amounts of firelight, Blue Light, and Yellow Light appeared in midair one after another, condensing into a house-sized Giant Fireball, a transparent water spear five or six zhang long, and a Yellow Giant Stone five or six zhang in size.

Their coordination was extremely practiced; clearly, they had received training in this area.

"Go."

The Giant Fireball, transparent water spear, and Yellow Giant Stone smashed into the White Mist one after another. A series of explosions rang out, dispersing some of the White Mist.

"Don't hold back. Use every move you have."

They all intensified their attacks. Fireballs, water spears, and giant stones appeared one after another and vanished into the White Mist amid unceasing explosions.

Within the White Mist, Wang Yaoliang frowned deeply, his face full of worry.

This Seven Stars Water Mist Formation First-Grade Superior Spirit Talisman had been taken from the Lineage treasury by Wang Mingyuan and given to Wang Yaoliang for protection.

The Seven Stars Water Mist Formation was a First Grade High Rank Formation. It was a Defensive Formation, while an Array Talisman was a fusion of a Formation and a Talisman. Being able to unleash seventy percent of the original Formation's power was already the limit.

To be honest, this was Wang Yaoliang's first time using an Array Talisman. He had no idea how long it could withstand the attacks of fifteen Qi Refining Stage cultivators. After all, Array Talismans were far too expensive, and he had always remained behind in the clan, where would he have found an opportunity to use one?

He had already prepared for the worst. Even if he died, he would not let the thieves take the Mystic Gold Ore on him.

"Mingwei, you know the Earth Escape Technique. If the formation breaks, immediately take the Mystic Gold Ore and return to Azure Lotus Mountain."

Wang Yaoliang instructed a tall, thin middle-aged man, handing him three Yellow Storage Pouches.

"Ninth Uncle, don't worry. So long as the goods live, I live; if the goods are lost, I die."

Wang Mingwei patted his chest in promise, his expression solemn. After hesitating slightly, he said, "Ninth Uncle, why don't you take the items back to Azure Lotus Mountain? We'll stay behind and hold off the thieves."

Wang Yaoliang waved his hand. "There are fifteen thieves, and their cultivation is far higher than yours. If you stay, you'll only be throwing your lives away for nothing. Ninth Uncle is old. The Lineage will have to rely on you young ones in the future. Mingwei, if I cannot return alive, I'll have to trouble you to take care of Changping and the others. These old bones of mine fear nothing. I only fear that after I die, no one will look after Changping and the others."

Wang Mingwei's expression turned grave. "Ninth Uncle, don't be so pessimistic. Nothing will happen. Once the clan receives the message, they should arrive soon. But we can promise you this: if something truly happens to you, we will certainly take good care of Changping."

Upon hearing this, Wang Yaoliang no longer had any concerns in his heart.

Thunderous explosions rang out without end. Under the siege of fifteen Qi Refining Stage cultivators, the White Mist kept dispersing, its area growing smaller and smaller.

After less than half a quarter-hour, a loud bang resounded, and the White Mist dispersed, revealing Wang Yaoliang and the other three.

Wang Yaoliang held several Talismans in each hand, while the other two Wang Family members also held Talismans.

Without another word, they hurled the Talismans in their hands at the enemies opposite them.

More than a dozen Talismans exploded one after another, turning into fireballs, water arrows, earth spikes, and rocks that shot toward the fifteen black-robed cultivators.

The fifteen black-robed cultivators each cast protective shields over themselves and controlled their Spirit Tools to meet the spells.

For a time, explosions rang out endlessly as spiritual lights intertwined.

Taking this opportunity, Wang Mingwei's lips moved several times. Yellow Light rose from his body, and he sank into the earth, vanishing from sight.

However, a shrill scream soon came from underground.

"Not good, something happened to Mingwei."

Wang Yaoliang's expression changed as alarm rose in his heart.

A dazzling Yellow Light suddenly flared from the ground. A Yellow Giant Scorpion over a zhang long burrowed out from underground, its two great Tongs gripping Wang Mingwei's corpse.

Wang Mingwei's chest had been pierced through by the giant Tongs, and several bloody holes marked his head.

"Hmph, we were prepared for you to use Earth Escape and flee."

A black-robed cultivator sneered, unable to keep several traces of smugness from appearing in his eyes.

"Enough nonsense. The Wang Family reinforcements will be here soon. End this quickly."

As soon as those words fell, a black-robed woman controlled a Red Scissors over a zhang long and sent it flying toward Wang Yaoliang and the other two.

The Red Scissors opened and closed, flashing with spiritual light.

At the same time, the other black-robed cultivators controlled their Spirit Tools and attacked.

More than a dozen Spirit Tools gleaming with spiritual light came hurtling over with astonishing momentum.

Wang Yaoliang forcibly suppressed the grief and fury in his heart and threw out a Yellow Talisman that glimmered with Yellow Light. A bowl-shaped pattern was inscribed on its surface.

The Yellow Talisman shattered as soon as it left his hand, transforming into a bowl-shaped Yellow Light Barrier over a zhang wide that covered Wang Yaoliang and the other three upside down beneath it.

The Tier 2 Defensive Talisman, the Earth Shield Talisman—even a Foundation Establishment Cultivator would need to spend considerable effort to break through its defenses.

More than a dozen Spirit Tools struck the Yellow Light Barrier in succession, producing a clanging sound like metal striking iron.

The Yellow Light Barrier trembled violently, its light flashing wildly.

Under the black-robed cultivators' control, the Yellow Giant Scorpion rapidly rushed before the Yellow Light Barrier. With a flick of its tail stinger, it transformed into countless dense black lines that struck the Yellow Light Barrier one after another.

Wang Yaoliang did not bring out a Spirit Tool to fight. The enemy was strong while he was weak; all he could do was defend and hold out until reinforcements arrived. Fighting back would only make him die faster.

Time passed bit by bit. The Yellow Light Barrier's glow rapidly dimmed, flickering in and out as though it could collapse at any moment.

"Break for me!"

More than a dozen Spirit Tools immediately blazed with spiritual light and shot toward the dim Yellow Light Barrier.

A trace of resolve flashed through Wang Yaoliang's eyes. He slapped a Golden Talisman onto himself, and with a flash of Golden Light, a gleaming Golden Armor appeared around his body.

He stepped forward, spread his arms, and shielded the two clansmen behind him as he shouted, "Run!"

The Golden Armor on his body had been formed from the First-Grade Superior Spirit Talisman, the Golden Armor Talisman. It could not possibly withstand the attacks of more than a dozen Spirit Tools. In a single exchange, the Spirit Tools pierced through his body.

Wang Yaoliang let out a scream. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground. Great amounts of blood surged out, dyeing the Golden Armor on his body red.

He did not die immediately, but he was already at death's door.

In the final moments of his life, all the experiences of his life flashed through his mind like lanterns on galloping horses.

In his childhood, he had gone with his clansmen to the Lecture Hall to study immortal cultivation knowledge; then came the high spirits of being chosen as a key target for cultivation, the emotion of receiving the Foundation Establishment Pill from Wang Yaozong, the joy of Wang Yaozong's successful Foundation Establishment, the sorrow upon learning of his son's tragic death, the delight at his grandson Wang Changping's advancement, and the wild jubilation upon learning that the Lineage had discovered a Profound Gold Mine.

What worried him most now was whether the Lineage could hold the Profound Gold Mine. The Profound Gold Mine was the guarantee that the Lineage would survive its hardships and grow stronger.

He was deeply unwilling. He wanted to rise and fight the thieves, but he found that his body would not obey him. His gaze remained fixed on the two clansmen.

Because Wang Yaoliang had blocked most of the Spirit Tools, the remaining two clansmen survived. Yet in the eyes of the black-robed cultivators, these two Wang Family members were merely two corpses, nothing worth worrying about.

More than a dozen Spirit Tools circled around and shot toward the two Wang Family members.

"Watch out, little brother."

The older middle-aged man took out two Talismans and slapped them onto the younger White-Robed Youth. With a flash of spiritual light, a cyan and a red light barrier immediately appeared around the White-Robed Youth.

With a scream, more than a dozen Spirit Tools pierced through the middle-aged man's body. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.