Chapter 56: Wrath of Thunder (Ten Thousand Words Special, Please Subscribe)

Shen Xuan’s expression suddenly changed.

"It’s the Ding Family’s people!"

About ten or so cultivators from the Ding Family, fighting as they retreated.

The pursuing soldiers behind them numbered at least twenty, with varied clothing and a myriad of magical artifacts.

"Fortunately, the pursuers are not disciples of a sect. We’ll just stop here and watch the situation."

As he spoke, Shen Xuan’s figure flashed, leaping off the flying ship, holding the Water-Splitting Mount Emei Needle, standing tall in front of the flying ship.

"Dad, can Uncle Shen fend off those men?"

"What a question!"

The awakened Zhao Chunsheng still had a clever spark.

"Master Shen is a cautious person, never doing anything he’s not sure of."

"All those people combined, they’re no match for Master Shen!"

Zhao Dahu was so shocked that he couldn’t close his mouth.

There were twenty plus cultivators.

Chasing after the ten or so Ding Family cultivators fiercely.

Ding Yixuan was covered in blood!

Protecting his clansmen, fighting and retreating along the way, persevering with sheer determination.

Twenty plus loose cultivators, following closely like wild dogs in the prairie, mercilessly attacking them.

Among these people, there were even a few familiar faces.

Those who had previously greeted him with nods and bows, calling him "Lord Ding Seventh."

Yet when hands were raised, they acted even more ruthlessly than others.

Hands already stained with the blood of many Ding Family members!

Ding Yixuan’s eyes burned with rage.

These ten or so people are the hope of their clan.

The ancestor, father, elder brother, and many relatives charged towards the formidable enemy without hesitation.

Just to leave a final trace of legacy for the Ding Family.

"Seventh brother! Big brother is useless! In the future, reviving the Ding Family depends solely on you!"

With his tearful farewell, his brother wept tears of emotion.

"Let’s leave together, and let them have the Cyan Dragon Bay!"

"Foolish! They want the Cyan Dragon Bay and also the extermination of the Ding Family!"

Ding Yijin said with a bitter smile.

"A new king ascends, he must assert dominion over the old. Under the collapsed nest, how can any eggs remain intact!"

"Seventh brother, your burden is heavier than ours!"

However, Ding Yixuan was only at the Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer.

Leading the young clan members, once targeted by so many cultivators, where could they escape!

Fleeing and fighting continuously, shedding blood and falling along the way.

More and more clan members falling along the path.

He himself was also at the end of his strength.

All spiritual elixirs and talismans consumed, spiritual power depleted.

Enduring until now, purely on sheer willpower.

Ding Yixuan shouted in desperation, "The Ding Family has done nothing against any of you, can’t you give us a way out?"

"That’s true. How about this, considering past connections, you toss over your storage pouches and magical artifacts, and we’ll provide you with a way out!"

Suggested one of the late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators leading.

Ding Yixuan laughed in his anger, "Wretched villains, you’re dreaming!"

Without their magical artifacts, they would be lambs waiting for slaughter.

"Ding Seventh, a way out was offered, but you refuse! Then don’t blame us!"

At this moment, a voice of delight suddenly echoed from among the Ding Family members.

"Uncle Seventh, we’re saved, Master Shen is ahead!"

Ding Yixuan’s spirit was lifted.

A dozen or so yards ahead, beneath an ancient tree on a hill slope, Shen Xuan in a blue robe, holding the Water-Splitting Mount Emei Needle, glanced coldly in this direction.

A powerful, suffocating pressure enveloped the area.

"Be careful, it’s Master Shen Xuan!"

"He’s defeated the tribulation cultivator Blackwind, not someone to mess with!"

"So what! We’ve got many people here, surely we won’t fear just a talisman master!"

"If the grass isn’t pulled up by the roots, the spring breeze will give life again! If there’s blood on our hands from the Ding family, we cannot let a tiger escape!"

"Well said! I’ve heard that the Red Rainbow Sect offers rewards for Ding Family cultivators! Perfect chance to claim the bounty with their heads."

The pursuing cultivators quickly agreed and continued the chase.

At this time, the Ding Family members scrambled up the hillside, taking shelter behind Shen Xuan.

Ding Yixuan was the last to climb up.

"Shen Xuan, the Ding Family will forever be grateful, we will repay this kindness!"

Shen Xuan sighed lightly.

"Hurry and escape!"

"I can only hold them off for a while."

Ding Yixuan bowed down, fully prostrating, knocking his head against the ground several times heavily.

Then, he stood up.

"Those under twenty, scatter and escape! Those over twenty, assist Master Shen in holding them off!"

Shen Xuan was stunned.

That wasn’t what he intended.

Although there were more than twenty pursuers below.

Only four or five were at the late-stage of Qi Cultivation, the rest were at the middle stage.

In his eyes, they were not even worth a strike.

Shen Xuan originally planned to send the Ding Family members away, then kill these desperados and plunder their possessions.

He never expected Ding Yixuan believed he was fighting to the death for the Ding Family.

To actually want to fight alongside him.

Truth be told, Shen Xuan wasn’t that kind of righteous person.

With Insight Technique, the cultivation realm of these people was fully exposed.

Under the support of talents like Critical Strike, Iron Bone, Invisibility, and Concealing Breath, he truly didn’t take these people seriously.

"Hold this position!"

With that message left behind, Shen Xuan vanished into thin air.

"Where did Shen Xuan go?"

Ding Yixuan felt a shock in his heart.

"Don’t worry! Master Shen went to slay the enemies for you!" Behind him, Zhao Chunsheng’s lazy voice came through.

The words had barely fallen.

A cultivator at the forefront suddenly halted.

"Poof!"

A sharp point pierced through his brow, the cold blade exiting from the back of his head.

He gawked, mouth agape, seemingly wanting to say something, a look of disbelief on his face.

His body swayed.

And collapsed to the ground like a pile of mud.

It wasn’t just him.

The next moment, a few cultivators beside him, just like him, mysteriously struck on the brow, pierced by the cold blade, and collapsed to the ground.

A late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivator hiding in the middle cried out in alarm.

"It’s Shen Xuan, he used the Invisibility Technique!"

The chasing cultivators quickly activated protective talismans, concentrating on defense.

However, cold spears easily punctured through various protective talismans, darting like lightning, instantly piercing the brows of nearby cultivators.

In one fell swoop, life extinguished.

"No!"

A late-stage Qi Cultivation cultivator illuminated a protective spirit shield, holding a large knife artifact before his forehead.

Cold stars appeared, sparks flew.

The large knife cultivator retreated repeatedly, barely guarding against the mortal cold blade.

"Over here!"

In the fluctuation of spiritual power, Shen Xuan’s figure emerged.

Several late-stage cultivators quickly surrounded him.

However, Shen Xuan’s Water-Splitting Mount Emei Needle suddenly extended to a length of one yard.

With a gentle swing, like a whirlwind sweeping away leaves, the dozens of cultivators around were all cut in half.

Some cultivators deployed defensive spiritual artifacts, yet still couldn’t defend against Shen Xuan’s casual strike.

Comparable to a Qi Cultivation Perfection’s spiritual power.

With the enhancements of talents like Critical Strike and Iron Bone.

Shen Xuan’s casual strike, akin to an early-stage Foundation Establishment.

The reason he used Invisibility Technique wasn’t fear of their attack.

But fearing their escape in different directions.

After all, chasing twenty plus people alone, it’s challenging to capture them all.

Now, it’s different.

They gathered around him, encircling him.

Perfect moment to launch an open and wide attack with the Water-Splitting Mount Emei Needle, deploying the Condensed Water Blade Technique.

The middle-stage Qi Cultivation cultivators, whether magical artifacts or protective talismans, in front of Shen Xuan’s attack, were effortlessly shattered like tofu.

The firepower unleashed Shen Xuan, like a ghostly monster, in every heartbeat several cultivators fell.

Wherever he passed, nearby cultivators were all severed in two.

Twenty plus cultivators, in mere seconds, only five were left.

They were all late-stage Qi Cultivation, summoned artifacts, struggling to defend against Shen Xuan’s casual strike.

Only then did Shen Xuan pause, smiling softly.