Protect Our Clan Leader

Streams of aquatic elemental mysterious energy gathered at the spearhead.

“Buzz!”

The spearhead started trembling violently.

Highly concentrated mysterious energy gushed out, transforming into a dragon with bared fangs and brandished claws, pouncing ruthlessly towards the demonic cultivator surnamed Li.

“Water Dragon Spear!”

The demonic cultivator surnamed Li was visibly terrified, screaming out loud.

That was the ancestral spiritual artifact of the Chen Clan of Donggang, the Water Dragon Spear. Its extraordinary power especially in water combats, where it could summon waves to attack, was well known.

However, that didn’t mean it lacked power on land.

The demonic cultivator surnamed Li urgently manipulated the demonic artifact in his hand. Streams of demonic Mysterious Qi were infused into the blade, causing it to vibrate fiercely. It emitted an eerie sharp howl resembling the bloodthirsty scream of evil spirits.

This chilling sound would make anyone shudder from the depths of their soul.

Simultaneously.

The thick demonic Qi was swiftly brewing to its climax.

“Slash!”

He ruthlessly slashed out, and a dense black demonic Qi surged out, accompanied by a piercing howl, slashing at the water dragon.

“Boom!”

The Demonic Sword Qi collided fiercely with the Water Dragon. The black and white energies scattered in all directions. The vibrating air trembled, and the sound waves exploded, causing visible shock wave ripples m the air.

Old Ancestor Ruhong’s eyes narrowed slightly and he shouted loudly: “Everyone be careful, this demonic blade has a poisonous effect that can manipulate the divine soul. Don’t get hooked!”

Upon hearing those words.

Both Old Ancestor Meng and Old Ancestor Mingsheng became a bit more cautious.

Old Ancestor Mingsheng was the first to make a move. He waved his palm and a red folding fan instantly appeared in the palm of his hand.

“Whoosh!”

As the red fan opened, an intense wave of heat surged forth.

He manipulated the Qi to move in the air, casually maneuvering the folding fan with an effortless poise. Had it not been for his shabby sheepskin robe, he would have looked just like a scholar well versed in poetry and literature floating in the sky.

Within a few breaths, Old Ancestor Mingsheng was hovering in the air, swinging his fan in a stroke.

“Let there be fire!”

Suddenly.

His red fan started burning. The fire danced with an incredible vivacity.

In a blink of an eye, the fire transformed into a bird-shaped figure. It was impeccably formed, sang out loud. It flapped its wings, leaving behind traces of fire wherever it flew, as if the air was set ablaze.

“Whoosh!”

The fire crow swooped over the demonic cultivator, spewing flames in its wake.

The demonic cultivator dodged, then swiftly sliced the fire crow in half.

“Boom!”

The fire crow exploded, causing an impact with flames resulting in a run-down demonic cultivator. His robes were set on fire at many places and his hood was forced open, revealing a hideous face full of wrinkles.

But Old Ancestor Mingsheng didn’t intend to stop. He continued fanning, and fire crows flew out one after another. Finally, five fire crows were soaring in the sky, circling around the demonic cultivator while spewing flames.

The demonic cultivator, having suffered earlier, didn’t dare to burst the flames at close range, and could only helplessly dodge them while looking extremely startled and furious.

“Good job! It’s none other than the ancestral spiritual artifact Fan of Fire Departure from the Lu Clan,” Old Ancestor Ruhong couldn’t help but admire as he saw the scene.

Fan of Fire Departure,

The Lu Clan of Yingxiu’s spiritual artifact was a legacy to the clan from its founding Old Ancestor.

This was the profound heritage of some ancient prominent families.

Despite the Lu Clan only possessing one Spiritual Platform Realm Old Ancestor, its ancestral predecessors had been wealthy, which led to the passing of such a spiritual artifact onto their progeny.

Using this spiritual artifact to set a barren forest on fire, and reduce it to ashes was quite normal as well.

Only Old Ancestor Meng couldn’t help but smile bitterly, his eyes filled with a tinge of jealousy. When talking about power, Old Ancestor Mingsheng was a bit weaker compared to the others. However, with the Fan of Fire Departure in his hand, even Old Ancestor Meng conceded that he was not his match.

Ah, the spiritual artifact, the spiritual artifact!

At this moment, he was dreaming of having a spiritual artifact.

The Gongsun Clan naturally had an ancestral spiritual artifact, but there were two old ancestors in their home, and it was rarely Mo Old Ancestor’s turn to use it.

No spiritual artifact, so be it.

Mo Old Ancestor also thought to himself that his martial body was unparalleled, capable of manifesting the prestige of an old ancestor just with his flesh and fists.

Immediately, he let out a roar.

A dim golden light bloomed from him and charged into the battlefield, with each fist and kick containing golden mysterious energy, hard and fierce, as if a golden deity from Buddha Gate had arrived.

“Boom boom boom!”

The demonic cultivator kept blocking but was continuously pushed back by the punches. His look was withered, and he naturally couldn’t match the stoutness of Mo Old Ancestor with his Geng Metal War Body. If it was pure physical confrontation, Mo Old Ancestor was likely not his match.

Moreover, Mo Old Ancestor’s talent was not poor, he had been troubled for many years at peak Level Two of the Spirit Platform Realm.

Two or three months ago, under the careful guidance of Old Ancestor Longyan, Mo Old Ancestor’s bottleneck loosened. After returning home, he advanced to level three of the Spirit Platform Realm within a month, greatly enhancing his cultivation base and abilities.

The three old ancestors displayed various mysterious techniques to trap the demonic cultivator and attack in unison.

Even though the demonic cultivator desperately counterattacked, trying several times to break through, he was defeated each time, deeply trapped in a bitter battle.

Were it not for the three old ancestors guarding against his desperate counterattacks and opting for a cautious approach, slowly draining the enemy, it is likely the demonic cultivator would not be able to hold on for many rounds. No matter how the demonic cultivator screamed, begged for mercy, or tried to sow discord, the three old ancestors remained unmoved, each exhausting him with their methods.

Seeing this, Wang Shouzhe knew the battle was settled, and that the demonic cultivator would not be able to turn the tide.

However, what Wang Shouzhe didn’t expect was that among the old ancestors, the first to succeed was his sixth granduncle, Old Ancestor Xiaohan.

Just because his opponent was Zhao Bojun.

Zhao Bojun’s strength was only at the middle segment of the Spirit Platform Level two.

Although he relied on a Dan medicine similar to the Frenzy Pill to stimulate his potential, rapidly increasing his combat power, such medicine undoubtedly had horrifying side effects. Moreover, during its effect, one would become more irritable and temperamental, hard to control.

The consecutive failures of the Liu and Zhao Clans, coupled with Wang Shouzhe’s heart-breaking words, left him on the verge of a breakdown. At this moment, his youngest and most talented grandson, Zhao Daoyuan, who was a Spirit Platform seedling, ran to him for help as he was being chased by a Level Three Water Elemental Turtle.

He fell into madness, charging at the Spirit Tortoise recklessly, ignoring everything else.

Xiaohan Old Ancestor seized the opportunity and swung his Zhou Xuan Sword, cleaving Zhao Bojun in half at the waist.

“Old Ancestors Zhou Xuan, Qiongyuan, the ancestors of my Wang family.” Xiaohan Old Ancestor, who made a great contribution with one sword, roared excitedly, “Did you see that? Shouzhe helped you take revenge, Xiaohan took revenge for you. Zhou Xuan Sword did not fail its mission, it drank the fresh blood of Zhao Bojun, the old thief!”

Having said that, he cut off Zhao Bojun’s head, which was still crawling around with half of a body left.

Until now!

Zhao Bojun’s eyes were still widened, seemingly filled with unwillingness. But no matter how unhappy he was, it was of no use. His head was separated from his body, how could he live again? The only use of this head now was to be dried and taken back to be used as an offering in ancestral worship rituals.

Zhao Bojun’s death further demoralized the remaining Liu and Zhao clans, who had already lost hope.

Meanwhile, the disciples of the Wang family were all accumulating merit, killing off the remaining members of the Liu and Zhao clans with ease.

“Ah-” Liu Shengye screamed miserably, “You lowly creature, you actually poisoned the Spirit Bees.”

He saw that his eyes seemed to have been invaded by poison, constantly shedding blood. At the same time, the remaining hundred or so Spirit Bees had already pounced on him, biting fiercely.

Liu Shengye fell to the ground, rolling in pain and crying, the sight was so tragic it reached an extreme.

“Hiss?”

Wang Shouzhe took a sharp breath, having previously said that Wang Luo Jing was reckless. Unexpectedly, she had applied some type of poison on the Spirit Bees. When Liu Shengye crushed the bees, the poison dispersed and eventually blinded him.

It was not until the end that Wang Luo Jing came out from the dark. She calmly severed Liu Shengye’s hamstrings and tendons with a short blade before coldly saying,

“Fat pig, this is what happens when you dare to insult my Fourth brother and go against him.”

Then, she ran up to Wang Shouzhe, smiling sweetly: “Fourth brother, since that pig Liu Shengye dared to insult you, I will pour some honey on his wounds later and let ants bite him to vent your frustration.”

This?

Even Wang Shouzhe felt a slight chill. Of all his sisters and nieces, Luo Jing was probably the most terrifying one in the future!

This girl’s temperament was a bit extreme and ruthless, and she needed to be advised with caution.

However, no matter what, she was his younger sister, Wang Shouzhe. Regardless of what happened, he would always protect his little sister.