Those Who Block Me Die!

"Father, speed is paramount in war."

Zhang Chen shook his head, his gaze fixed firmly northward. "Wang Jiuyin may have fled, but since he abandoned his clan to save his own skin, he'll never return to Black Reef Island to die."

"But he's gone, and Black Reef Island still holds centuries of the Wang Clan's accumulated wealth, along with those remnants who didn't manage to escape."

"If we don't press the attack now, by the time word gets back, they might flee with the treasure vault or destroy the island's foundations. Even if we win this battle, we'll still take a loss."

With that, Zhang Chen gave a light smile. "Besides, when you beat a drowning dog, why wait until the next day?"

Zhang Yunshan nodded deeply in agreement upon hearing this.

"You're right. Your father was being a bit soft-hearted."

He turned and barked at the clan members recovering cross-legged behind him: "Pull yourselves together!"

"Black Reef Island is right ahead!"

"There, you'll find spirit stones, pills, and magical treasures the Wang Clan has plundered for centuries!"

"They owe us this, and it's our rightful spoils of war!"

"Take Black Reef Island, and the clan will reward everyone according to merit—everyone gets a share!"

"Roar!!"

The Zhang Clan members, who had been somewhat listless, perked up instantly as if injected with adrenaline.

Their eyes gleamed green with greed, as if they wished they could sprout wings and fly straight over.

Men die for wealth, birds die for food.

In the cultivation world, resources are life itself.

Killing earlier was for revenge; heading to Black Reef Island now was for plunder!

Buoyed by this high morale, the murderous cyan spirit boat split the waves.

It sped at full throttle toward Black Reef Island, hundreds of li away.

Along the way, sea beasts they encountered hastily gave way, and even passing cultivators' ships lowered their sails early, respectfully clearing the path.

None dared to provoke the wrath of this family of killers.

Black Reef Island, the Wang Clan's stronghold.

By now, chaos had erupted within the island.

Though news of Wang Jiuyin's escape hadn't arrived yet, the news that the family head and young master's soul lamps had gone out.

Had already set off an explosion within the Wang Clan.

The Golden Core Elder left behind.

Was sweating profusely as he directed the clan members to activate the Island Protection Formation.

"Hurry! Pour all the spirit stones into it!"

"Activate the Black Water Profound Yin Array! We must hold!"

"The family head and young master are dead... Those madmen from the Zhang Clan will surely come for us!"

Panic began to spread instantly.

Quite a few sharp-witted Wang Clan members had already started secretly packing their valuables, ready to flee at a moment's notice.

But there were also plenty of diehards, or those who believed the formation was unbreakable, still clinging to a sliver of hope, planning to use the terrain to resist stubbornly.

In the midst of this chaos.

A dozen small black dots appeared on the horizon.

Then, the dots rapidly grew larger, transforming into three massive cyan spirit boats descending over Black Reef Island.

"They're here... they're here!"

Seeing the "Zhang" banner fluttering in the wind on the spirit boats.

The Wang Clan members on the island felt their hearts leap into their throats!

Above Black Reef Island, a thick black light screen hung like an inverted giant bowl.

Enshrouding the entire island.

This was the Wang Clan's proud Third-grade High-grade defensive formation—the Black Water Profound Yin Array.

The formation connected to three water veins beneath the island, endlessly cycling, with formidable defensive power.

Without Nascent Soul Realm strength, to forcibly break through.

Would require several Late Golden Core Stage cultivators bombarding it relentlessly for three days and three nights.

"Zhang Yunshan! Don't push us too far!"

Inside the formation, the Wang Clan Elder left behind stood on high ground, blustering with a hollow voice: "My Wang Clan's Old Ancestor may have left temporarily, but he is a Nascent Soul True Lord!"

"If you dare to slaughter the island, aren't you afraid the Old Ancestor will retaliate in the future?!"

"As long as you withdraw, we're willing to offer half... no, seventy percent of our assets as recompense!"

Even as he shouted these words, he felt his own confidence falter.

Aboard the Spirit Boat, Zhang Yunshan let out a sneer.

He didn't even spare the elder a glance.

Such a delaying tactic might fool a three-year-old, but no one else.

"Old Ancestor, it's up to you."

Zhang Yunshan respectfully stepped back, yielding his place to Zhang Tianzheng, who stood at the bow.

Zhang Tianzheng wore a blue robe, his hair and beard streaming in the wind.

He looked down at the great formation below, like a turtle shell, and a flicker of disdain crossed his eyes.

"A mere third-rank dead formation thinks it can block my path?"

"If that Old Monster Wang Jiuyin were personally presiding over the formation, it might have cost me some effort. But now..."

Zhang Tianzheng slowly raised his right hand, extending his index finger.

Rumble—

With his movement, the once clear sky suddenly shifted, wind and clouds churning.

Vast amounts of heaven and earth Spiritual Energy converged wildly, condensing behind him into a golden Dharma Idol phantom a hundred zhang tall.

The Dharma Idol's face was majestic, identical to Zhang Tianzheng's.

It radiated a terrifying fluctuation that compelled worship.

"Break."

Zhang Tianzheng lightly uttered a single word, pressing his index finger downward.

At the same time...

Behind him, the colossal golden Dharma Idol mirrored the motion.

A golden finger, like a towering pillar, carried the might to annihilate heaven and earth, and pressed down—seemingly slow yet swift—onto the black Light Screen below.