Evil Cultivators Attack

After seeing Han Deyun off, Han Changming took out his talisman brush, talisman paper, and cinnabar to continue crafting talismans.

Three days passed by in the blink of an eye.

On this day, Han Changming was in the middle of crafting a talisman. After a great deal of practice, his success rate for the Water Shield Talisman had reached nearly thirty percent.

His gaze was fixed intently on the talisman paper, which already bore seventeen blue runes.

He took a deep breath and was about to draw the eighteenth rune when, suddenly, a sharp, piercing screech erupted from his robes.

Han Changming was startled, causing his brush to slip. A mistake occurred, and the spiritual energy on the talisman paper became chaotic.

He hurriedly tossed the paper away; it ignited without a breeze, leaving not even ash behind.

He pulled a palm-sized circular array disk from his robes. The disk was flickering with spiritual light and emitting a continuous, sharp screeching sound.

This was the control disk for the array protecting his residence, which meant someone was attacking the formation.

Han Changming felt a surge of nervousness; he had never encountered such a situation before.

The island only possessed a single first-tier high-grade defensive array. With four Qi Refining cultivators attacking it, he wouldn't be able to hold out for long.

Logically speaking, it shouldn't be a demonic beast; they wouldn't attack his residence for no reason.

The ground began to shake violently, accompanied by a faint, thunderous roaring sound.

Han Changming walked quickly toward the outside. When he stepped out of the courtyard, he saw four Qi Refining cultivators—three men and one woman—attacking the array.

The lowest cultivation level among them was at the fourth layer of Qi Refining, while the highest was at the seventh.

Several dozen feet away from Han Changming, there were two men: an old man in a green shirt and a young man in blue. The old man was covered in blood and unconscious, while the blue-clad youth was broad-shouldered and thick-waisted with bushy eyebrows and large eyes, possessing a cultivation level at the fifth layer of Qi Refining.

Han Changming noticed with keen observation that there was a conch pattern on their sleeves, which seemed to represent something.

Because of the array, they had not yet discovered Han Changming.

The blue-clad youth shouted toward Han Changming, "Fellow Daoist on the mountain, we are disciples of the Conch Yang Clan of the Green Carp Sea. We were ambushed by evil cultivators and are passing through your esteemed territory. We implore you to lend a hand and save us; our Yang Clan will certainly reward you handsomely."

Helping those in need when seeing injustice? That didn't exist here.

The education Han Changming had received since childhood was not like that. If clansmen were in trouble, one should save them, but for outsiders, it depended on friendship and interests.

He didn't know the two cultivators surnamed Yang, so he wouldn't save them. Besides, he could barely protect himself, let alone save others.

Han Changming didn't think he could withstand four Qi Refining cultivators, so he hurriedly took out a pale silver talisman.

This was a Hundred-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman, with a communication range of about three hundred miles. It was a second-tier low-grade talisman, and a single one cost one hundred spirit stones.

The value of his spirit grain and spirit herbs exceeded one hundred spirit stones, so unless it was a last resort, Han Changming would not abandon the island and flee.

This Hundred-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman had been left to him by Han Deyun, to be used to call for help from the clan if he encountered trouble he couldn't resolve.

Three hundred miles to the northeast of HLD, there was an island slightly larger than HLD, where five Han Clan cultivators were stationed.

"Eleventh Uncle, it's bad. Four evil Qi Refining cultivators are attacking the array, and Eighteenth Uncle has returned to the clan to collect his stipend."

After Han Changming finished speaking, he threw the Hundred-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman toward the northeast. The talisman turned into a streak of silver light and flew toward the horizon at an incredible speed.

"Not good! They've called for help."

"This is the territory of the HLD Han Clan. If you are sensible, leave at once," Han Changming shouted loudly.

"We have no intention of offending the Han Clan, but the two people who broke into the array are wanted criminals we must apprehend. They murdered our close friend. We hope Fellow Daoist Han will be understanding and hand them over, and we will leave immediately."

A middle-aged man with a terrifying long scar on his face spoke loudly, his tone sounding sincere.

"Fellow Daoist Han, don't listen to their lies! They want to kill us and seize our treasures. I, Yang Yuwei, am willing to swear upon my inner demon that as long as you save us, our Yang Clan will definitely reward you heavily afterward, and I personally will provide a generous reward as well. I hope you will lend us your aid!" The blue-clad youth's tone was urgent, his face full of anxiety.

Han Changming had no ability to drive them away; otherwise, he would have acted long ago.

He didn't know who was telling the truth and who was lying. It had happened before that evil cultivators would put on an act to trick island-guarding cultivators into helping, only to then coordinate from the inside and out to wipe them out.

When Han Deyun left, he had warned him repeatedly: do not pay attention to anyone who is not a member of the Han Clan, and under no circumstances should he open the array.

"I don't care what grudges you have between you, but you are not allowed to attack the array again. Otherwise, don't blame me for being impolite. This is the territory of our Han Clan and will not tolerate offense from others." Han Changming's tone was stern, carrying a hint of a threat.

He hoped to rely on the clan's reputation to scare off the four evil cultivators.

The middle-aged man was naturally unwilling to leave just like that. He could see that the cultivator guarding this island was not very strong; otherwise, they would have already rushed out.

"Don't hold back. Break the array as quickly as possible. If we delay any longer, it will be troublesome."

The middle-aged man drew a semicircle in the void with both hands. Specks of fire appeared out of thin air, transforming into a giant fireball the size of a water vat, radiating intense, scorching heat.

"Go!"

The giant fireball, carrying rolling heat waves, smashed into the white mist.

Boom!

The white mist dissipated significantly, and the other three Qi Refining cultivators increased the intensity of their attacks, frantically assaulting the array.

The array disk in Han Changming's hand emitted a continuous, sharp screeching sound. As time passed, several tiny cracks appeared on the surface of the disk.

A deafening roar erupted, shaking the earth and mountains. The array disk in Han Changming's hand shattered into pieces, and the white mist dissipated entirely.

"No wonder he sent a Hundred-Mile Sound Transmission Talisman; it turns out there's only one Qi Refining cultivator, and only at the fourth layer. You go deal with them; I'll handle this brat," the middle-aged man said, looking at Han Changming with a cold, sinister gaze.

It was clear that this island didn't have many cultivators, or they would have rushed out long ago.

There must be cultivation resources on the island, otherwise the resident cultivators would have fled long ago.

"Oh no, trouble." Han Changming's expression changed drastically when he saw the middle-aged man targeting him.

Between Qi Refining level seven and Qi Refining level four, there was a gap of three minor realms; he did not believe for a second that he was the other man's match.

The blue-clothed youth crushed a pale blue talisman, which transformed into a pale blue light barrier that enveloped both him and the green-robed elder.

"You brat, you're courting death." The middle-aged man wore a ferocious expression as he took out a Red Banner Flag. It instantly expanded, and with a gentle wave, the flag surface shone brightly, sending several Crimson Fireballs flying toward Han Changming.

Han Changming's expression shifted, and he hurriedly slapped a Water Shield Talisman onto his body, causing a layer of blue water shield to appear around him.

When it came to mana, he was certainly no match for his opponent, but fortunately, he had refined quite a few first-tier talismans recently, so holding out for a while shouldn't be a problem.

Several Crimson Fireballs slammed into the blue water shield, turning into a large expanse of flames that engulfed the blue water shield.

Sorry, I sent the content from the previous chapter by mistake, my apologies.