Published: March 2, 2025
Chapter 69: Offense and Defense
"Let us make our move as well, let's end this quickly!"
Liu Yu did not want to prolong the battle, fearing unexpected changes or that the cultivators of the Heavenly Harmony Sect would receive news and rush to support. He turned to Hou Yanze and Gongsun Cang and said.
As soon as he finished speaking, the magical power of the seventh layer of qi refinement was fully infused into the Golden Dragon Sword. He then threw it into the air, simultaneously forming a spell technique with his hands.
The Golden Dragon Sword grew to about ten feet long and two feet wide, radiating a dazzling golden light that drew the attention of everyone around, its imposing presence unmatched.
It then transformed into a golden rainbow, piercing through the white protective shield with unparalleled sharpness.
After Liu Yu summoned the Golden Dragon Sword, the highest cultivators from the two families, Hou Yanze and Gongsun Cang, also took action in succession.
Hou Yanze's black folding fan magical artifact floated in front of him, and his long hair waved in the air as if blown by an unseen wind.
He funneled his magical power into the artifact with a delighted smile, thinking that the Xiaomei Mountain Feng Family, which had once suppressed the Hou Family, would soon vanish!
In the blink of an eye, the black folding fan transformed to a size of three feet and began to spin increasingly faster, resembling a sharp flying knife that rotated at high speed, its sharpness not inferior to the Golden Dragon Sword.
The black folding fan slashed diagonally towards the white protective shield. Although its black light was not very apparent, its momentum was like thunder.
Gongsun Cang, filled with hatred for the Feng Family, had a twisted expression on his face, his deep-seated resentment evident.
The Feng Family had risen to prominence by stepping on the Gongsun Family, and his best son had died in that battle; otherwise, the position of clan leader would not have fallen to this mediocre son currently in charge.
He held a white gourd in one hand, while forming a spell technique with the other.
The pale blue glow on the surface of the white gourd gradually transformed into a deep blue. Once it turned completely deep blue, the gourd opened its mouth, releasing hundreds of deep blue ice crystals.
These ice crystals were less than half an inch when they emerged but quickly expanded to three inches, emitting a chilling aura as they shot towards the white protective shield in dense waves, creating a more significant impact than the Golden Dragon Sword.
After launching this furious attack with the white gourd, Gongsun Cang panted slightly, beads of sweat on his forehead. It was evident that such an attack was not easy to execute and consumed a considerable amount of energy.
Liu Yu watched in awe at the performance of the white gourd, feeling a bit envious. He speculated why Gongsun Cang was so unreservedly aggressive; it seemed the entanglements of the three families were deeper than he had imagined.
Wu Chang, Xie Huaxiong, Sun Ju, and others from the two families obeyed the order and once again mobilized their magical power to launch a new round of attacks against the shield formed by the formation.
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Feng Tianwei noticed that the enemy cultivators were about to launch a new wave of attacks and concentrated fully on controlling the formation.
He stood in the center of the formation, continuously casting spell techniques to manage the formation in response to the impending attacks.
Since Feng Tianwei had to focus on the formation, he could not be distracted. Thus, he instructed Feng Guangyou to lead the clan members in organizing the interception of the attacks.
"This is a critical moment for the survival of our family. We have no retreat; we can only vow to fight to the death and defend this last piece of land!"
Feng Guangyou, as the right-hand man of the clan leader, remained calm and collected. He had begun to boost morale during the first wave of attacks.
He understood that the family's survival was hanging by a thread, and the only chance for a miracle was to delay time as much as possible.