"Humm!"
An azure light curtain shot skyward from the edges of the Clan Grounds, enveloping the entire grounds like an enormous upturned bowl.
Within moments.
Fifty or sixty Xiantian Martial Artists, including Grandmaster Martial Artists, raced to the outside of the grand formation.
Among the twenty or thirty cultivators, those capable of riding swords flew on them, while those who had yet to reach that level likewise ran outside the formation.
Gathered here.
Besides Xu Mingyuan, Xu Mingwei, and Xu Mingxuan.
Were Xu Dewen, Xu Derui, Xu Dejun, and several other members of the Xu Household Third Generation.
Ren Xiaoyao stood suspended in the air at the very front.
Golden light flashed through Xu Mingwei's eyes, and he saw two figures chasing one another in the distance.
"That's Ge Yuchen. The one pursuing him should be one of those demonic cultivators. He's very strong, probably at foundation establishment."
Xu Mingwei said calmly, "Xiaoyao, come with me to help him."
"Mingyuan, I'll leave this place to you. If any other demonic cultivators appear, don't get drawn into a prolonged fight. Preserving our lineage's strength comes first."
"Eldest Brother, I know what to do."
Xu Mingwei nodded, then he and Ren Xiaoyao became two streaks of light, vanishing into the distance in an instant.
Only moments later.
Qiu Jiu closed to within a li. Although he preferred close combat, he did not insist on it at this distance.
He slapped his Storage Pouch, sending a high-grade magical artifact flying sword out.
His fingers formed the Sword Finger seal.
"Go!"
The flying sword rang sharply and turned into a crimson light, stabbing toward Ge Yuchen's back.
Sensing danger, Ge Yuchen hurriedly deployed a mid-grade defensive magical artifact to block it.
Crack, crack!
Cracks appeared across the artifact's surface.
He was also sent flying