Chapter 182: Spring Thunder, Counter-Attack, Blade in the Rainy Night, Breaking the Formation and Attacking the Mountain

That the Duan family possessed top-grade magic tools was foreseeable.

Although top-grade magic tools were precious and rarely seen by ordinary cultivators.

Yet, given that the Duan family was a prestigious clan of weapon smiths and Duan Qiankun himself was a Foundation Establishment True Person, it was not strange for them to have one or two top-grade magic tools.

But a magic treasure... and a defensive magic treasure at that, which was relatively rare, made people extremely wary.

Luo Chen's mind stirred, recalling what Miao Wen had once said in passing.

Among the five Foundation Establishment cultivators who besieged Mi Shuhua, Nangong Jin, Li Yixian, and Wang Haichao did not possess magic treasures.

In other words, the ones who did have magic treasures were Elder Zhou of the Lianyungang Merchant Alliance and Duan Qiankun.

Now, comparing this to what Duan Feng had said, there was indeed no discrepancy.

"The Marshland Gui Map?"

"What is the grade of this treasure, and what are its strengths and weaknesses?"

"Is there any way to counter it?"

Question after question was asked by the group.

Even though Duan Feng knew the affairs of the Duan family like the back of his hand, he found it a bit overwhelming.

He smiled bitterly, "How could I know of a way to counter it?"

"As for its strengths and weaknesses, I remember my mother saying that this treasure has almost no weaknesses. It incorporates the True Essence of Gui Water into a single map, allowing it to absorb and devour any attack."

"It's that powerful?" Sima Huiniang couldn't help but exclaim.

Duan Feng sighed, "Of course it's powerful. This treasure is an imitation of the Marshland Battle Map, one of the six great superior-grade exotic magic treasures of Tianfan City."

"It's just that the Marshland Battle Map requires the inclusion of seven great exotic waters, such as Xuanyuan Heavy Water, Ren Water, Tianyi True Water, and so on, to be forged."

"Whereas this imitation, the Marshland Gui Map, only contains the True Essence of Gui Water, which is why it barely achieves the rank of a low-grade magic treasure."

After hearing the origin of this magic treasure, the group looked at each other in dismay.

Even a low-grade magic treasure was not something they could easily contend with!

Had their morale been shaken?

*Ahem!

A light cough sounded, and everyone looked at Luo Chen.

"I have my own arrangements for Duan Qiankun; there is no need to worry."

The group couldn't help but be surprised.

The President was actually this confident?

Wang Yuan glanced at Luo Chen, lost in thought.

Luo Chen skipped over this topic and said quietly, "Besides these, there are two other points to note."

Under everyone's gaze, Luo Chen said slowly, "One is Duan Rui. Although the outside world says he is of no consequence, he is at least at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, so he must not be underestimated."

Everyone nodded; this was only reasonable.

"The other is that the Duan family also has a puppet with combat power comparable to the Great Perfection of Qi Refining."

As soon as these words were spoken, Duan Feng turned pale with shock.

"When did this happen?"

When?

That was all from last year.

Luo Chen glanced at Duan Feng, thinking only that Duan Qiankun had done too much and made too many preparations for his family's descendants.

Even though Duan Feng was eager for revenge and was watching them every moment, he could not know everything.

"In any case, attacking the Duan family is a certainty. This matter is urgent, but we must not be overly hasty."

"We will plan one step at a time, ensuring we minimize losses to the lowest possible level!"

"Do you have confidence in dealing with Duan Qiankun?"

Inside the stone house, the two sat opposite each other.

Facing Wang Yuan's question, Luo Chen smiled, "My reliance is on you, Brother Wang, so why are you asking me?"

Wang Yuan said cautiously, "If he has no defensive magic treasure, I can fight him. The odds of victory are three to seven—I have three, he has seven."

"That high?" Luo Chen raised an eyebrow, surprised.

One had to know that when Wang Yuan returned to the Luotian Society last year, he had no confidence at all against Foundation Establishment cultivators.

He still remembered the phrase, "Do you really think a Foundation Establishment sword is not sharp!"

He hadn't expected that in such a short time, the other party would have such confidence.

Wang Yuan said helplessly, "At that time, what I lacked were means, not cultivation base."

Hearing this, Luo Chen suddenly understood.

Means were things that mostly relied on external objects.

As far as Luo Chen knew, Wang Yuan had participated in the Zhenlong Black Market and had successively bid on quite a few good things.

Such as top-grade magic tool gloves, the exotic magic tool River-Crossing Iron Chain, and so on.

Later, he himself had helped him buy the book *Tianpeng Transformation*, allowing him to perfect some of his body-refining combat techniques.

Looking at it this way, he indeed had the right to be confident.

"Moreover, Duan Qiankun is different from ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators; I have a natural advantage over him."

"How so?"

"Old age and physical decline, with fading Qi and blood. This is exactly my strong suit!" Wang Yuan had great confidence in this regard. "It is merely using my strengths to attack the enemy's weaknesses."

But after the confidence came distress.

"However, if he has a defensive magic treasure, many things will become difficult to handle."

Seeing the distressed Wang Yuan, Luo Chen smiled slightly.

"Actually, there is no need to worry about that. I will never fight a battle without certainty when dealing with Duan Qiankun."

"Magic treasures are something many people dream of!"

The latter sentence carried a sense of infinite nostalgia.

Vaguely, the scene of Mi Shuhua at the Yuding Auction, bidding for the Heavenly Moon Purple Gold Wheel regardless of the cost, was still before his eyes.

That uncontrollable ecstasy—his voice and expression remained vivid!

Seeing that Luo Chen was confident, Wang Yuan said no more.

He knew that Luo Chen would never set him up.

After Wang Yuan left, Luo Chen remained alone in the stone house, constantly pondering over any errors or omissions.

After a long time, he finally gave a carefree laugh.

"Nangong Jin, I hope you won't let me down!"

On Mount Xiaohuan.

The ice and snow were gradually melting, and the withered branches and leaves shivered in the steep, cold wind.

The summit was the forbidden ground of the Duan family.

Those who were not direct descendants were not allowed to enter.

Only the Clan Leader, Duan Qiankun, and Duan Rui, who was pinned with high hopes, could come and go freely.

At this moment, Duan Qiankun stood outside a thatched hut, his aged face devoid of any emotion.

His gaze remained fixed on a young figure.

The person sat beside a spiritual spring that resembled a Taiji diagram, where two opposing breaths—one scorching hot and one icy cold—were constantly inhaled and exhaled as the young man circulated his cultivation technique.

And the young man's aura was also fluctuating.

After a long time, Duan Qiankun let out a long sigh and left the summit with a trace of disappointment.

On the mountain path outside, someone was waiting for him.

"Clan Leader, the Young Master is...?"

"He has not yet recovered to his peak state, so he is not suitable for breaking through."

The aged voice carried a deep sense of frustration that the person could not live up to expectations.

And on Duan Qiankun's face, there was even more disappointment and regret that could not be resolved.

If the person inside was not Duan Rui, but Duan Feng, would he have already reached Foundation Establishment without consuming so many resources?

There was no answer to this question.

When people get old, they always think about these kinds of things.

He strolled along the mountain path, and the white mist all around took the initiative to avoid him.

"What about Duan Feng's side? Is he still unwilling to return?"

Behind him, the middle-aged man in black replied cautiously, "He is unwilling. He says the Luotian Society is not that fragile. Even without returning to the family, he has the ability to reach Foundation Establishment."

"Hmph..."

Duan Qiankun sneered, wanting to say it was wishful thinking.

How difficult Foundation Establishment was!

Duan Rui had the full support of a family, seeking out many Foundation Establishment spiritual medicines for him, and even two Foundation Establishment Pills had been prepared.

Yet he still hadn't succeeded.

A loose cultivator force that didn't even have a Foundation Establishment cultivator, and Duan Feng wasn't even the leader—he dared to have such fantasies.

Truly naive!

"No, perhaps it is his blind trust in that Danchenzi!"

Danchenzi was Luo Chen's Daoist name.

It was something Mi Shuhua had specifically given him to boost the reputation of the Jade Marrow Pill.

These Foundation Establishment True Persons had been using Danchenzi to refer to him before they even knew Luo Chen's real name.

The black-clad cultivator said, "I cannot judge Danchenzi's alchemy attainments. But his strength is indeed quite extraordinary. During the previous beast tide, it had already endangered the Luotian Society, but Danchenzi took action and resolved it with ease."

"I know this," Duan Qiankun sighed. "I was watching from the shadows during the battle of the Fu family. To have learned a second-tier spell at such a young age—it's a pity he is not a disciple of the Five Elements Divine Sect."

"It's not just Danchenzi; that Wang Yuan of the Battle Hall is even more terrifying. With the strength of one person, he shook a second-tier Explosive Ape. It was because of this that our family's plans fell through," the black-clad cultivator said.

Danchenzi, Wang Yuan!

The two names were murmured in Duan Qiankun's mouth.

If he were to go, with these two supporting Duan Feng, where would the Duan family have any peaceful days?

"It's just a pity that I cannot take action personally, nor can I."

He shook his head; the relationship between Danchenzi and the Yuding Sword Sect was truly something to be wary of.

Before things were clearly probed, all Foundation Establishment forces in Dahefang could only suppress the covetousness in their hearts.

Moreover, he had recently promised to forge weapons for someone, making it even harder for him to get away.

"By the way, have you found that Foundation Establishment cultivator with the surname Xiong?"

The black-clad cultivator nodded quickly, "Found him."

"What did he say? Did he agree to become a guest elder of my Duan family?" Duan Qiankun was quite concerned about this matter.

"He said he could, but..."

This "but" made Duan Qiankun frown.

He knew Xiong Kun.

This person wandered Dahefang and was a thorough loose cultivator!

He relied purely on hunting demonic beasts to make a living, wandering in the deep mountains and great marshes all year round.

His combat power was vigorous, not weaker than a sect's Foundation Establishment cultivator!

However, this person never liked being bound, and everything was judged by naked profit.

The reason he knew of this person was from a conversation with Mi Shuhua, where the other party had inadvertently revealed it.

He was a helper that Mi Shuhua had spent a great price to win over.

After all, a loose cultivator who hunted in the deep mountains and great marshes all year round had a natural basis for cooperation with the Breaking Mountain Gang.

With a little promise of heavy profit from Mi Shuhua, Xiong Kun chose to cooperate with him.

During the battle where the Mi family besieged Mi Shuhua, Mi Shuhua had racked his brains to delay time, also with the intention of waiting for Xiong Kun's rescue.

He now wanted to learn from Mi Shuhua and recruit Xiong Kun.

For this, he had paid a considerable price.

But the other party didn't seem satisfied?

"But what?"

"He said he could become a guest elder of my Duan family. However, he wants more money!"

"Hmm?"

Facing Duan Qiankun's sinister expression.

The black-clad cultivator smiled bitterly, "He promised to protect the Duan family for thirty years, but on top of the original conditions, he wants an additional ten percent of all the Duan family's income. Not only that, he also wants the Duan family to use the strength of the entire clan to forge a magic treasure for him!"

After hearing these words, Duan Qiankun's face had already turned ugly to the extreme.

The original conditions were already generous enough.

And he wanted an additional ten percent of the Duan family's income!

In the future, without him, the Duan family's income would definitely decline significantly, and that ten percent might involve their lifeblood.

And, a magic treasure?

Did he think the Duan family was a prestigious weapon-smithing clan?

Over hundreds of years, it wasn't until his generation that they had forged one Marshland Gui Map.

And that was based on the blueprints of the Tianfan City Marshland Battle Map, with deletions.

To let the Duan family use the strength of the entire clan to forge a magic treasure for him—I'm afraid thirty years wouldn't be enough!

With his chest heaving, Duan Qiankun made himself not so angry.

He said calmly, "This person's personality is profit-first. If there is a chance, he mostly chooses to squeeze the other party to death, never making concessions."

"Forging a magic treasure for him is absolutely impossible; it would exhaust my Duan family's foundation."

"However, I know the whereabouts of a magic treasure. If I use this as a condition, I believe he will agree."

"Xiao Qi, you take this map and my message to find him again. Arrange for half a month later; I will talk to him personally!"

As he spoke, he took a map from his storage bag.

In front of Xiao Qi, he used spiritual power to cut it into two pieces.

The most critical part was kept by him.

Xiao Qi was not small; he was already over eighty years old.

He respectfully took the map.

Before leaving, he couldn't help but ask, "What about Duan Feng and the Luotian Society?"

Duan Qiankun glanced at him coldly, and Xiao Qi lowered his head quickly, not daring to say more.

"Keep actions restrained recently; no need to pay attention to them."

After he left, Duan Qiankun sighed softly.

What else could be done?

For the sake of the family, before he passed away, these things had to be handled well.

In the end, they were just a few Qi Refining juniors; the only thing to worry about was the Yuding Sword Sect.

When the time came, he would fake his death in advance and then strike with a ruthless hand.

In this way, after he passed away, the blame would not point to the Duan family.

If he framed one or two, he could even make other forces unable to protect themselves.

"My life has benefited from the family's support, but I have also been trapped by the family."

"High-spirited for less than a hundred years, and now that I am old, I still feel there are shortcomings everywhere despite racking my brains."

"If there is an afterlife, being like Xiong Kun wouldn't be a bad way to be carefree!"

Muttering to himself, the old man's figure disappeared into the vast white mist.

Silence is the keynote of midwinter.

Bustle is the budding of early spring.

*Boom!

A deafening clap of thunder suddenly exploded in the silent night sky.

Spring thunder sounds, and all things grow.

The ice and snow melted, but there was no longer a sword coming from the west to collapse the Southern Tile Snow Mountain.

What remained were figures walking silently in the cold, rainy night.

No umbrellas to shield them from the rain, only blades and swords polished to a shine.

Murderous!

A woman dressed in crisp, tight-fitting black clothes stood at the very front of the crowd.

"President, the team of fifty is already assembled."

Hearing this number, Sima Huiniang couldn't help but feel a slight tremor in her heart.

This was the force that the Luotian Society had gathered with all its might since the beast tide.

With twenty-five late-stage Qi Refining cultivators from the Battle Hall as the main force, plus twenty-five mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

And what they were going to face was an ancient cultivation family that had stood in Dahefang for hundreds of years.

If an outsider were to look at it, it would be no different from throwing an egg against a rock.

But Sima Huiniang didn't think so.

Her gaze swept over the familiar faces standing silently in the rainy night.

Big Brother Sima Xian, Third Brother Sima Wenjie, Zhou Yuanli, Qin Liangchen, Murong Qinglian... a total of nine great ninth-level Qi Refining cultivators.

Even the elderly Granny Yuan had joined the battle.

If she added herself, that made ten!

This force, in the absence of Foundation Establishment cultivators, was already enough to sweep through the vast majority of small forces.

Her gaze fell on Duan Feng and the large bag at his waist.

Sima Huiniang felt even more confident; with this beast, breaking through Mount Xiaohuan would be a matter of course.

Moreover, the President had been preparing for this battle for a long time.

The sixty people present all had a Burning Blood Pill!

Burning Blood Pill...

When Luo Chen personally handed this batch of pills to her, Sima Huiniang was stunned.

She hadn't expected that the person who had bought the Runming Pearl Liquid from her at the black market back then was also Luo Chen.

But thinking about it carefully, she felt it was very reasonable.

In this Dahefang, besides Luo Chen, who held the Daoist name Danchenzi, who else had the ability to refine such powerful pills?

One Burning Blood Pill per person meant that in a life-or-death situation, everyone had a chance to burst forth and even turn the tide.

It could be said that in this battle, in the absence of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

It was a sure win!

"But, Foundation Establishment... President, do you really have confidence?"

Sima Huiniang turned back, looking across the vast distance at the brightly lit illusion in the Crescent Valley.

In a trance, she seemed to be able to see Luo Chen facing the cold wind, watching their expedition.

"President?"

"Set off!"

There was no impassioned pre-battle mobilization, nor were there promises of heavy rewards as before.

Because these things had already been said once before the assembly.

She just coldly spat out the two words, "Set off."

The Luotian Society cultivators then braved the cold rain of late winter and early spring, moving forward in silence.

In the cold rainy night, the cultivators moved forward with murderous intent.

Even though they had restrained most of their auras, the movement of so many people at once could absolutely not be hidden from others.

As the Luotian Society cultivators swept through the desolate night, escape lights gradually followed behind them.

Most of them followed from a great distance, not daring to get close at all.

After all, anyone who saw such an orderly and disciplined troop of cultivators would feel a chill.

Especially since the ten people at the head each exuded the powerful aura of a ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator.

Who would dare to go up and touch bad luck?

They just followed behind, guessing the destination of this group.

At first, they weren't very clear.

But as they left the outer city area far behind and the wilderness became increasingly remote, a shocking thought couldn't help but emerge in everyone's mind.

"They are heading for Mount Xiaohuan!"

What kind of place was Mount Xiaohuan?

That was where the Duan family, a famous cultivation family of weapon smiths in Dahefang, was located!

Inside, there was even a Foundation Establishment ancestor, Duan Qiankun, sitting in command.

Were these people crazy?

Gradually, some recognized the origins of that group of cultivators.

"Is that Zeng Wen?"

"Zeng Wen, Qin Liangchen, Yuan Yuejiao... these are people from the Luotian Society!"

"Are they crazy? They actually dare to target the Duan family?"

"Tsk tsk, this is going to their deaths!"

"Follow, follow, maybe we can pick up some scraps later."

"Indeed, great minds think alike. I heard that the Luotian Society cultivators are all filthy rich!"

"After all, they have an alchemist sitting in command; if they aren't rich, who can be?"

Amidst instigation, secret joy, and curiosity.

More and more people joined the tailing crowd.

If it were one or two people, perhaps no one would dare to join in the fun.

But with so many people, the herd mentality made them feel full of confidence.

Anyway, even if they were unlucky, it wouldn't necessarily be their turn.

But as the Luotian Society cultivators advanced, not a single Duan family cultivator appeared.

This made the loose cultivators of Dahefang feel suspicious and uncertain.

Since when had a cultivation family become so careless?

It wasn't until the Luotian Society cultivators gathered at the foot of Mount Xiaohuan.

That rays of light rose one after another from the buildings on the mountain.

Sima Huiniang put away the sound-transmitting paper crane and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

At least, the first step had been done relatively perfectly!

Along the way, there hadn't been a single hidden sentry of the Duan family.

Their mysterious disappearance was undoubtedly related to Luo Chen and Wang Yuan.

Raising her head, Sima Huiniang first glanced at the only dim star in the cold night, and then her gaze fell on Mount Xiaohuan.

Snow still hung on the treetops.

Lights were endless, stretching along the mountainside.

"Elder Duan, it's up to you now."

After her order, Duan Feng flew out silently.

Not only him, but also Zeng Wen, Sima Wenjie, and Gu Caiyi.

Looking at the familiar place before him, Duan Feng's expression was complex, and then his gaze was completely occupied by hatred.

His father died in battle for the family!

His mother was forced to commit suicide by the family!

His own opportunity for Foundation Establishment was even more ruthlessly snatched away.

Killing his father and mother was already a blood feud.

Blocking his path and abandoning him was even more unforgivable.

"Everything is what you forced me to do!"

Taking a deep breath, Duan Feng nodded to the three.

Without any nonsense, the three flew toward several directions in tacit understanding.

As they moved, the Duan family cultivators on Mount Xiaohuan were not ignoring the situation.

Amidst chaotic movements, many Duan family cultivators rushed to seven places on the mountain.

Soon, faster than Duan Feng and the others.

A seven-colored light screen rose with the momentum to extinguish everything.

Gold, cyan, blue, red, yellow—five colors flowed.

There were even black and white colors, covering the sky and the earth.

Outside the black and white.

In the sky, a cloud formed of ice and snow remained motionless.

Nangong Jin stood on top of it, with the excited Nangong Qin by his side.

Looking at the seven-colored light screen, Nangong Jin's expression was solemn, and he whispered to Nangong Qin beside him.

"This is the Duan family's mountain-protecting formation—the Seven Absolutes Extinction Ring Formation."

"A second-tier formation, capable of both attack and defense!"

"Its power is extremely extraordinary. With this formation, even if Duan Qiankun passes away, the Duan family will have the power to protect themselves."

"My Nangong family only has a first-tier clan-protecting formation. If there is an opportunity in the future, we should also seek a second-tier formation to protect the clan."

Listening to his explanation, the excitement on Nangong Qin's face faded.

His expression was solemn, "I can feel that there is a majestic spiritual energy fluctuation brewing within the formation."

"If it is triggered, it will surely be earth-shattering."

"Can the Luotian Society break this formation?"

Can they break it?

This question appeared in many people's hearts.

They all thought of the battle of the Fu family.

The man who broke the city alone.

If that person appeared, could he break this formation?

But it was very obvious that there was no sign of Wang Yuan at the foot of Mount Xiaohuan.

"If they can't break this formation, you and I will turn around and leave."

Nangong Jin said softly.

But in his gaze, there was clearly an eagerness to try.

He really wanted to know what kind of confidence the Luotian Society had to dare to counter-attack a Foundation Establishment family.

Almost the moment the Seven Absolutes Extinction Ring Formation took shape, powerful spiritual energy fluctuations erupted from within it.

One could imagine that a terrifying attack would be launched in the next moment.

However, facing all this, Duan Feng and the other three were calm.

They each took out four superior-grade magic tools with different attributes and aimed them at the four directions of the formation.

Then, without hesitation, they struck them into the formation.

Then, in the fearful eyes of the cultivators presiding over the formation at the corresponding nodes, the four superior-grade magic tools exploded one after another in a specific interval sequence!

*Boom!

*Boom!

*Boom!

*Boom!

The moment the sound of the magic tool explosions spread, the massive spiritual energy fluctuations erupting in the Seven Absolutes Extinction Ring Formation vanished in an instant.

The seven-colored light screen, which had risen from the ground like spring bamboo shoots before.

Now, it drifted away with the wind like falling snow.

Everything seemed to have become an illusion.

The Seven Absolutes Extinction Ring Formation was broken!

A second-tier formation capable of both attack and defense, enough to protect the Duan family, was broken so easily?

In the sky.

Nangong Qin said in astonishment, "Isn't it said to be a second-tier formation? How could it be broken so easily?"

Beside him, Nangong Jin's eyes flashed with brilliance, revealing a thoughtful look.

"So that's how it is."

"Using tools to set up the formation, merging the principles of five-element mutual generation and yin-yang alternation. Although it has both offense and defense, it has a sense of trickery and does not connect to the earth veins and mountain terrain."

"That Duan Feng comes from the Duan family, so he must know this mountain-protecting formation quite well, which is why he thought of a specific way to counter it."

"Breaking tools with tools, countering five elements with five elements. Although it's not brilliant, as long as the five-element flow is broken, the formation will collapse on its own."

"Haha, the Duan family has produced a little family thief!"

Amidst Nangong Jin's light laughter.

The Seven Absolutes Extinction Ring Formation covering Mount Xiaohuan completely turned into nothingness.

It was as if it had never appeared.

All the Duan family members who had woken up looked at the sky in confusion, not knowing what to do.

At this very moment, a sharp shout of extreme anger suddenly cut through the long night.

"Unfilial son!"

A brilliant sword light erupted with dazzling radiance, carrying the momentum of thunder, and slashed down overhead.

Vaguely, the sound of ocean waves could be heard from within it.

This sword was aimed directly at Duan Feng, the main force in breaking the formation.

This was a Foundation Establishment cultivator's angry strike; could Duan Feng, a mere ninth-level Qi Refining cultivator, block it?

Under the nervous gaze of countless people.

A deafening roar suddenly erupted from in front of Duan Feng.

"Roar!"

*Bang! Bang!

In an instant, a one-and-a-half-zhang Explosive Ape stood in front of Duan Feng.

It pounded its chest, and its body size kept expanding.

Two zhang!

Three zhang!

In the blink of an eye, it was five zhang, like a small mountain.

It stretched out two huge palms and suddenly closed them.

*Boom!

The sword light was tightly grasped in its palms, and terrifying spiritual energy fluctuations spread out instantly with the Explosive Ape as the center.

The ground suddenly sank three zhang, and the Explosive Ape was even deeper in it.

It was also at this time that a figure nimbly flipped up, stepped on the Explosive Ape's shoulder, and looked at the aged figure on Mount Xiaohuan without fear.

"Old dog, today is the day this family flowing with dirty blood is destroyed!"

On Mount Xiaohuan, Duan Qiankun was trembling with anger.

With his personality of having floated and sunk for many years, he was angered to this point.

It showed how much anger Duan Feng's words had caused him.

This family was his life's work and his glory.

Today, it was actually called "flowing with dirty blood."

He laughed out of extreme anger, "Unfilial son, doesn't your body also flow with the blood of the Duan family?"

"Yes, that's why I'm going to destroy my relatives for the sake of righteousness today." Duan Feng's gaze was cold, but the blood in his body seemed to be boiling.

He had tossed and turned countless times, dreaming of this in the middle of the night.

Wasn't everything he thought about for this scene today!

Only when it really reached this moment did he know how excited he was.

His body was trembling with excitement.

"Destroy relatives? Haha..."

After a miserable laugh, Duan Qiankun said sharply, "Is this how Thirteen taught you?"

"Old dog, you are not worthy to mention my mother's name!"

Hearing that familiar name, Duan Feng's expression was ferocious, and his teeth bit his lips tightly.

"Hmph!"

Duan Qiankun sneered, his gaze sweeping across the foot of the mountain like he wanted to eat someone.

"You don't think that just by relying on this second-tier demonic beast, you can kill your way up the mountain, do you?"

At this moment.

In the night sky, a majestic red light suddenly erupted.

Like a tornado, it rushed toward Mount Xiaohuan.

As he ran, his momentum kept rising.

Looking coldly at that figure, Duan Qiankun remained unmoved.

His sharp gaze swept across the vicinity, and his majestic spiritual sense covered a five-mile radius.

No one else?

Duan Qiankun frowned slightly, but his mouth was still probing.

"Just relying on the two of you?"

At the foot of the mountain.

Duan Feng was about to speak, but Sima Huiniang's sharp shout reached his ears.

"No need for nonsense; he is just giving the Duan family cultivators time to react."

"Everyone!"

"Follow me and kill!"

Her right hand fell high, Sima Huiniang took the lead, with her big brother and third brother accompanying her on the left and right, their spiritual power fluctuations becoming increasingly high.

Qin Liangchen held a giant golden melon hammer, and Murong Qinglian walked side by side.

Zhou Yuanli nodded to Liu Qiang beside him, his long sword circling around him, stepping onto Mount Xiaohuan step by step.

Liu Qiang suppressed the excitement in his heart and disappeared into the mountain forest.

In other directions, Zeng Wen, Granny Yuan, and Gu Caiyi turned into streams of light, guiding the direction of the advance.

The Luotian Society troop of dozens of people did not hesitate and followed closely behind.

In an instant, the shouts of killing shook the sky.