Dark Clouds Loom as the Allied Forces Attack

[Ding! Congratulations, Host! Mo Lingyuan, Zhang Xingfeng, and the others believed the story you fabricated. The Sect Token has become real!]

[It can update automatically and record all kinds of data about Lü Liu!]

[This fabrication has become real. The opportunity to make a fabrication real for everyone, gained when Dongfang Muxue advanced from the Qi Refinement Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm, has been deducted!]

[Host has two opportunities left to make a fabrication real for everyone: Chen Guyu advancing from the Qi Refinement Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and Zhang Xingfeng advancing from the Qi Refinement Realm to the Foundation Establishment Realm.]

The group had only just left when the system's voice rang out.

Whoosh!

Aboard the Abyssal Nether, the token in Lü Liu's hand suddenly glimmered, spiritual energy curling around it.

Lü Liu stared in surprise. "What's going on with this token? It was so plain just a moment ago!"

"How could it be plain? Everything Master gives us is extraordinary. You were probably anxious and seeing things."

Zhang Xingfeng argued.

"Was I?"

Lü Liu looked bewildered.

"Of course you were!"

Zhang Xingfeng nodded firmly.

"Oh, forget it. What does it matter?"

Lü Liu gripped the token, determination shining in her eyes. "This time, I'm going to kill plenty of enemies and earn enough points to exchange for Source Stones. Then I'll break through to the seventh level of the Qi Refinement Realm!"

"Good. Let's wipe out the villains of the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect!"

Dongfang Muxue's face was frosty.

"Right!"

Chen Guyu and Zhang Xingfeng answered in unison.

"Sit tight. I'm going to speed up!"

"Yes, Elder Mo!"

The Southern Domain of Heaven-Opening.

The Dongfang Family.

The Dongfang Family lay in northern Heaven-Opening, not far from the border between the Eastern Region and the Southern Region.

"Didn't they say the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect were joining forces to attack the Dongfang Family? Why aren't they here yet?"

"The Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect are in the west-central area, and they're traveling by Flying Boat. How could they arrive so quickly?"

"Why go to all that trouble? They should just send a dozen or so Nascent Soul Realm experts. Dongfang Huayu, the strongest member of the Dongfang Family, is only at the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Realm. They could crush him with a flick of a finger!"

"That's where you're wrong. There are mortals in the Dongfang Family, and cultivators generally aren't allowed to kill mortals. Naturally, they need a Flying Boat to bring Martial Warriors along!"

"Exactly. Besides, the Dongfang Family has activated its protective formation. The more people they send, the better!"

"Tch! It's only a Slayer-Level Protective Formation. It won't hold out for long!"

Outside the Dongfang Family's grounds, cultivators from the surrounding area had gathered to watch the spectacle.

They gazed south, craning their necks for the Flying Boats of the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect to appear.

"They're here! Look, it's the Wang Family's Flying Boat!"

Half an hour later, one onlooker shouted.

A Flying Boat sped in from the distance, its banners streaming. Emblazoned upon them was a huge character for "Wang"—it was the Wang Family's Flying Boat!

The Flying Boat belonged to the Wang Family, but it carried the combined forces dispatched by both the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect.

The two were not far apart, so they had set out together.

At the front of the Flying Boat stood twenty cultivators, hands clasped behind their backs. They held themselves proudly, their fierce auras surging, a terrifying sight!

They were the Nascent Soul Realm experts sent by the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect. At their head was Wang Jingyuan, at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, who was in charge of giving orders.

On either side of Wang Jingyuan stood a cultivator at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm. Both clenched their fists, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

Who else could they be but Du Huaiyu and her husband, Wang Shenghai, both desperate for revenge?

Whoosh!

Seeing the Wang Family's Flying Boat bearing down on them, the Dongfang Family members at the Core Formation Realm and above swiftly rose into the sky outside their grounds, faces grim and ready for battle.

Those below the Core Formation Realm had been assigned to remain inside, sustaining the protective formation and guarding the family's mortals.

"The Dongfang Family has come out too. The battle could erupt at any moment!"

More and more cultivators gathered to watch, every one of them impatient for the fighting to begin.

Screech!

A hundred breaths later, the Wang Family's Flying Boat stopped ten thousand li from the Dongfang Family's grounds.

"Disembark!"

Wang Jingyuan gave the order.

"Yes!"

Du Huaiyu and the others flew out of the Flying Boat in unison.

The moment Wang Jingyuan and the others left, a glowing barrier sprang up around the vessel. The Martial Warriors aboard had activated its protective shield.

This was a battle between cultivators, after all. The pressure alone could easily reach the Flying Boat. How could ordinary mortals withstand it?

"As expected of the ninth- and seventh-ranked powers! They've sent an allied force of forty thousand cultivators at the Core Formation Realm and above—ten thousand more than the Dongfang Family!"

"With a force that huge, the Dongfang Family won't last fifteen minutes!"

"Fifteen minutes? I'd say they won't even last the time it takes to drink half a cup of tea!"

"The battle's about to start. Move farther back before we get caught in it!"

"Right! Retreat!"

The watching cultivators looked at the allied force looming like dark clouds overhead. Their hearts trembled, and they withdrew to more than ten thousand li away.

The Dongfang Family.

Outside the family grounds.

"To think you dared come out to meet your deaths. Good. Now we won't have to destroy your formation first!"

Wang Jingyuan looked at the Dongfang Family members and sneered.

The Slayer-Level Protective Formation could only defend; it could not reflect the force of an attack. But if large numbers of cultivators reinforced it from within, destroying it would still take time.

"I can't decide whether to praise your backbone or laugh at your stu—"

Wang Jingyuan was still trying to mock them.

"Yu Fenglian! Pay for my son's life!"

But Du Huaiyu, standing beside him, roared in fury and suddenly charged at Dongfang Muxue's mother, Yu Fenglian.

"Yu Fenglian, die!"

The hatred of a child's murder could never be shared under the same sky. Wang Shenghai turned into a streak of light and joined Du Huaiyu in attacking Yu Fenglian.

"Everyone, attack! Wipe them out!"

Seeing this, Wang Jingyuan gave the order in a low voice.

"Kill!"

The allied forces of the Wang Family and the Moon-Reflecting Sect shouted fiercely. They drove their Source Power to its limit, unleashed all kinds of Cultivation Arts, and blasted them toward the Dongfang Family.

"Kill!"

Their own kin stood behind them, depending on their protection. The Dongfang Family members would not retreat a single step!

They surged with Source Power, conjured all manner of visions, and struck back.

Boom!

In an instant, dazzling lights filled the sky for ten thousand li, and the collisions of Cultivation Arts thundered like a storm!

"Die!" "In your dreams!"

Figures surged through the fray as the two sides fought until heaven and earth seemed to darken, the sun and moon robbed of their light!

Boom!

The fiercest and most perilous clashes were between the Nascent Soul Realm experts.

"Dongfang Huayu, I'll finish you in three moves!"

"Hmph! Just try it!"

Wang Jingyuan, at the eighth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, was locked in fierce combat with Dongfang Huayu, who was at the seventh.

Dongfang Huayu gave no ground with his words, but with the fivefold gap in their strength, every attack he parried made his heart pound.

"Yu Fenglian! Die! Just die!"

Du Huaiyu and Wang Shenghai's eyes blazed with rage. They drove their Source Power furiously, hammering Yu Fenglian with one lethal attack after another!

Faced with their almost mindless assault, Yu Fenglian, also at the fifth level of the Nascent Soul Realm, remained calm. She wielded illusions and talismans together and held her own.

"One palm strike is all I need to destroy you!" "Hmph. You think you can?"

The allied force's other seventeen Nascent Soul Realm cultivators were surrounding the Dongfang Family's nine Nascent Soul Realm members, including Dongfang Shengxiong.

Outnumbered nearly two to one, Dongfang Shengxiong and the others struggled to keep up!

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