The Han Family's Path to Immortality
Chapter 30

The Enemy Is Slain (Seeking Support and Favorites)

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A large number of bone corpses lunged in from all directions, all targeting Han Changming.

Han Changming was a little nervous. He hurriedly sent out a stack of Fireball Talismans, which turned into watermelon-sized crimson fireballs that hurtled fiercely toward the White Bone Corpses.

Rumble!

A tremendous roar rang out as rolling flames engulfed more than a dozen White Bone Corpses. They let out a series of miserable howls, but none of them fell.

Han Changming sent out two yellow flying knives, chopping the dozen or so White Bone Corpses to pieces.

Before long, another dozen or so White Bone Corpses crawled out of the ground.

Han Changming used the same trick to kill them, but soon another dozen or so White Bone Corpses emerged from the ground, seemingly endless.

Han Changming furrowed his brows. He could see that the White Bone Corpses could not be killed off unless someone broke the formation.

He was only at the sixth level of Qi Refining. It was clearly unrealistic to pin their hopes on him.

All he could do was hope the clan members broke the formation quickly. He couldn't hold out much longer.

He controlled the two yellow flying knives, sending them circling around him. Any White Bone Corpse that came within fifteen feet was immediately chopped to pieces by the knives.

The White Bone Corpses seemed impossible to kill, crawling out of the ground one after another.

A quarter hour passed. Han Changming had already slain hundreds of White Bone Corpses, but it still made no difference.

His face had grown somewhat pale. If this continued, his magical power would eventually run dry.

With his clan members present, he didn't dare take out the Spirit Gathering Stone.

Rumble!

A deafening boom shook the heavens and earth, and a powerful shock wave swept in every direction.

Han Changming's vision blurred. All the White Bone Corpses vanished, and he found himself in a cave.

Han Deling's face was somewhat pale. Not far in front of them lay a huge pit, still steaming. A gaunt white-robed Daoist with sunken eyes stood inside the stone chamber. From his aura, he was clearly a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Beside the white-robed Daoist was a White Bone Python more than thirty feet long, with two green flames burning in its hollow eye sockets.

At his feet lay a pile of fragments. One could just make out that they had once been a Formation Disk.

Behind Han Changming stood a man and a woman, both Qi Refining cultivators. A chill aura emanated from them, and each wore two black leather pouches at the waist.

Both were at the eighth level of Qi Refining and possessed formidable strength.

"Attack. Kill them," the white-robed Daoist ordered coldly.

The White Bone Python beside him opened its gaping maw and lunged at Han Deling and the others.

The white-robed Daoist sent out a gleaming White Banner. It transformed into a White Bone Tiger about ten feet long and pounced on Han Deling.

Han Deling and the others didn't dare let their guard down. They hurriedly controlled their second-tier Puppet Beasts to unleash spells at the two bone corpses.

Rumble!

Tremendous roars rang out without end as spells of every color flashed.

The man and woman each released a Humanoid Bone Corpse, sending them lunging at Han Changming.

Han Changming hurriedly threw out ten Fireball Talismans. They turned into ten watermelon-sized fireballs and crashed toward the two bone corpses.

The ten crimson fireballs struck the two bone corpses, and rolling flames swallowed them. Two yellow flying knives slashed into the corpses.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

A muffled clash of metal rang out, but the bone corpses were completely unharmed.

A gust of sinister wind swept past, swiftly extinguishing the flames. The two bone corpses continued lunging at Han Changming.

A broad swath of crimson fire blades shot over and slashed into the two bone corpses. The blades turned into a vast sea of crimson flames that engulfed them.

Han Changming sent out the Mountain-Shaking Seal. It rapidly grew larger and slammed toward the two bone corpses.

The cave was rather narrow, and the bone corpses had no way to dodge. The Mountain-Shaking Seal smashed them to pieces.

Ten white bone blades, each about a foot long, shot over and slashed fiercely toward Han Changming.

"An entire set of magical artifacts!" Han Changming's expression turned grave.

A set of magical artifacts was far more powerful than a single artifact. He hurriedly slapped a Water Shield Talisman onto himself, and a Blue Water Curtain appeared around him.

The Han Clan had seven cultivators on their side. Han Changming and two clan uncles dealt with the two Qi Refining heretics, while Han Deling and the other three fought the white-robed Daoist.

"Finish this quickly. Don't let it drag on," Han Deling called out.

Two clan members each sent out a gleaming red talisman. They transformed into two Crimson Fire Pythons, each more than thirty feet long, and lunged at the two Qi Refining heretics.

Han Changming took the talismans from his Storage Bag and hurled them at the enemy as if they cost nothing.

Rumble!

Tremendous roars rang out without end. Facing the attacks of three Qi Refining cultivators and two second-tier Puppet Beasts, the two heretics struggled desperately. They joined forces to raise a white light barrier, barely managing to withstand the attacks from Han Changming and the others.

Two thick crimson flames, each about as wide as an adult's arm, struck the white light barrier and quickly spread across it.

A huge Yellow Seal slammed into the barrier, shattering it like paper.

The two heretics hurriedly cast defensive spells on themselves. Dozens of crimson fireballs struck their Spirit Protection Barriers, and rolling flames swallowed them.

Bang! One heretic's protective barrier shattered. A faint, almost invisible needle pierced his head, and he collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

At the same time, several gleaming magical artifacts struck. They pierced the other heretic's defenses and killed her.

Han Changming and his group had come well prepared. They carried a large number of talismans, as well as second-tier Puppet Beasts.

Elsewhere, after killing the two Qi Refining heretics, Han Changming and the other two were free to help Han Deling.

A deafening explosion rang out, followed by a scream.

Han Changming turned to look. His two clan uncles lay on the ground, a layer of white flames burning them to ashes.

Amid his grief, he also felt a measure of relief. If he had come treasure-hunting alone, he would have been in serious trouble.

"You're asking for death!" Han Deling's eyes turned cold. The White Banner in her hand flared brightly, transforming into a White Giant Python more than thirty feet long. It lunged at the white-robed Daoist, spitting out streams of freezing air.

At the same time, a layer of crimson flames surfaced over the Red Long Staff in Han Debiao's hand. It slammed toward the white-robed Daoist amid waves of scorching heat.

Several thick beams of light shot toward the white-robed Daoist at tremendous speed.

Rumble!

The white-robed Daoist's Spirit Protection Barrier was quickly destroyed. More than a dozen magical artifacts pierced his body. No matter how strong one man was, he could not stand against so many opponents. The Han Clan cultivators had come well prepared, but two of their clan members had still been killed by the Demonic Fire unleashed by the white-robed Daoist.

After killing the white-robed Daoist, Han Deling and the other four let out a long sigh of relief almost in unison.

Two of their clan members had died at the hands of the heretics, and Han Deling and the others were all overcome with grief.

Han Deling searched the white-robed Daoist's corpse and found a White Storage Bag. She emptied everything inside.

"These are the Blazing Flame Blades, the magical artifacts of our twenty-first younger brother. He really did meet with disaster." Han Deling held five Red Flying Knives in her hand, frowning as she spoke.

"How many ancient cultivators' caves can there really be? This is a bloody lesson! Changming, if you'd gone treasure-hunting on your own, you would've met the same fate as our twenty-first younger brother. Thank goodness you told us." Han Dehai sighed and spoke earnestly.

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