The blood-colored chains tightened furiously like venomous snakes. The surface of the heirloom mirror in Liu Shen's hands was covered in web-like cracks, and its light flickered on the verge of collapse.
He roared as he poured his lifetime's Divine Power into it. A damaged barrier of light barely appeared over the mirror's surface, just managing to block another wave of chains.
The second elder beside him suddenly grunted. A chain pierced his left arm, and blood gushed out, staining the front of his robes red.
"Clan head, we can't hold on!"
The third elder's voice was hoarse. The staff in his hands snapped in two, and he was hurled backward into the stone wall behind him.
Just then, a clear, ringing cry came from the distant horizon. Yun Che and Liu Ruyan streaked across the sky like two meteors.
At the sight of the devastation in the Ancestral Land, Liu Ruyan's eyes nearly split with fury. She rapidly waved the formation flag in her hand. "Ancestor Clan-Protection Formation, activate!"
The surviving members of the Liu Family responded one after another, using their blood essence as a catalyst to reactivate the ancient formation patterns deep within the Ancestral Land.
A trace of surprise flashed through Yun Che's eyes. He curled his right hand around empty air, and several sword shadows appeared. "Break!" Sword light surged like dragons, instantly severing dozens of blood-colored chains.
Zhao Liang's expression changed drastically at the sight, and he shouted furiously, "Where did this stray bastard come from? How dare you ruin my plans!"
He formed seals with both hands. The sinister crystal at the formation's core blazed with light, and the entire blood-colored Grand Formation began rotating in reverse, giving off a terrifying suction that devoured everything.
Seizing the opportunity, Liu Ruyan rushed near the