CHAPTER 208: CHAPTER 207: THE GREAT BATTLE RESUMES (THIRD UPDATE, PLEASE SUBSCRIBE)

Soon, about two hundred bodies lay on the ground, men and women, with the youngest being only seven years old, and the oldest being one hundred and thirty years old. It’s not just a child’s innocent words; speaking wrongly could be fatal.

Many cultivators only muttered a word or two, and yet they met death from a single sword.

In all previous battles, there had never been one with as many deaths as this.

"This is the fate of traitors to the clan!"

"For three generations, they shall all be slaves, forbidden from inspecting their spirit roots!"

"Is there anyone else not convinced?"

The Grand Elder spoke with a murderous aura.

Everyone was silent.

"Is there anyone else not convinced?" the Grand Elder asked again.

"Understood."

The crowd responded unevenly.

The Grand Elder listened with great disappointment, as if looking at a flock of sheep, many in number but weak in combat power, doomed to the fate of being slaughtered.

He had hoped to hear Lu Family cultivators strike back at him, asking him why.

At least, that would suggest they had the capital for internal strife.

Or just now, as he killed those cultivators, they should have gathered together to resist him, to jointly attack him.

Unfortunately, they did not. They only argued, pleaded, with scattered and uncoordinated resistance.

This generation of Lu Family cultivators was all raised to be useless, like a flock of sheep.

Forget it!

This generation may be wasted, but there is the next generation.

He still had over two hundred years of lifespan, enough time to cultivate the next generation.

...

"A determined person indeed, directly slaughtering and thwarting my scheme to sow discord!"

High in the sky, Zhao Lei happened to witness the scene of the Grand Elder unleashing a slaughter, feeling some admiration in his heart.

Was his scheme of sowing discord ingenious? Not at all. It was actually very simple.

But under the threat of death, many would naturally fall for it.

Yet, before Lu Xuanji took action, the Grand Elder had already resolved it all.

Seeing the ugliness of that group of cultivators, he also despised the Lu Family.

The Lu Family was upheld simply by one clan leader and one grand elder, while the rest of the cultivators were all mediocre, all good-for-nothings, with no worthy successors in the Lu Family.

"Lu Xuanji, are you opening the mountain gate or not?"

Zhao Lei issued a final ultimatum.

"Demon Dao scoundrel, killing my Brother Zhao, disguising as him to wreak havoc, how pathetic. Brother, I will avenge you!"

Lu Xuanji continued spouting nonsense.

In the end, it’s just one thing: you speak your logic, I speak mine, anything can be discussed except logic.

You claim the Lu Family colludes with demon cultivators and want to enter the Lu Family to check for demon cultivators; I say my relationship with Brother Zhao was ironclad, but the Zhao Lei before us is a Demon Dao scoundrel in disguise.

You say yours, I say mine, refusing to be on the same dialogue channel as you.

"Kill!"

At that moment, Zhao Lei held a token in his hand, transforming into a golden palm, striking down towards the array.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The Mountain Protection Array persisted for only three moments before shattering.

The Lu Family’s Mountain Protection Array had been upgraded to the third-level pinnacle, yet it couldn’t withstand a single strike from a Golden Core expert.

As the array shattered, Zhao Lei led fifteen Law Enforcement Hall cultivators towards the Lu Family, shouting as he approached, "The Lu Family colludes with demon cultivators, and must be exterminated! Kill!"

"Lu Family sons, our Lu Family faces a life-or-death crisis; we must fight to the end, leaving a glimmer of hope for future generations... Follow the plan!" the Grand Elder resolutely ordered.

Throughout a thousand years of history, the Lu Family had faced extinction crises multiple times, and many major events had preplanned responses.

Purple Mansion cultivators and Foundation Establishment cultivators were to hold the front, while Qi Cultivation cultivators could choose to flee; only after holding for a while did Foundation Establishment cultivators qualify to retreat.

Relying on clan resources, those cultivators had broken through their shackles, achieving Foundation Establishment, inherently indebting the clan’s cause and effect, requiring them to stand at the frontlines to buy time for the younger generation’s retreat.

With the Grand Elder’s command, over thirty Foundation Establishment cultivators immediately gathered, forming a simple Sword Array to resist the Law Enforcement Hall cultivators.

Individually, a Foundation Establishment cultivator would indeed be weak, but when over ten Foundation Establishment cultivators joined forces, even Purple Mansion cultivators had to retreat strategically, dodge a bit, relying on maneuvering to break the grand array.

The gap between Foundation Establishment cultivators and Purple Mansion cultivators was significant, yet not insurmountable, as numerical superiority and forming arrays could compensate somewhat.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

At this moment, over thirty Lu Family Foundation Establishment cultivators gathered in groups of five, launching an attack on a Law Enforcement Hall cultivator, filled with killing intent.

They weren’t deterred from advancing due to being outmatched.

At the same moment, fifteen Foundation Establishment cultivators, without heeding the Grand Elder’s call, directly turned into streaks of light, fleeing for their lives.

"Kill!"

Zhao Lei smiled, continuing the attack, focusing on Lu Xuanji.

The other Law Enforcement Hall cultivators also targeted the Lu Family’s Foundation Establishment cultivators.

The Lu Family’s lower-tier loose cultivators were deemed unworthy of attack and there was no extra time to target them.

For those Lu Family Foundation Establishment cultivators fleeing, the Law Enforcement Hall cultivators made no pursuit but let them escape.

Surrounding three and leaving one open could suppress the enemy’s morale.

Purposely allowing the enemy to flee also aimed to weaken the enemy’s spirits, delivering the lethal blow when their morale was slackened.

Like cavalry chasing enemies, seldom using sabers to cut down, but driving foot soldiers towards their formation, causing a stampede, then pursuing from behind.

Many times, a desperate beast could pull its enemy to mutual destruction, but once the enemy lost the courage for such a struggle, they became less threatening.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The battle erupted swiftly; a bloody battle broke out!

Lu Xuanji’s mind was somewhat dazed.

In his daze, he returned to one hundred and seventy years ago, when the old ancestor Yan Yang led a band of raiding cultivators to attack the Lu Family, destroying the Purple Sun Mountain and slaughtering the Lu Family’s cultivators.

The scenes of the past resurfaced, with battles even more tragic.

Yet now was different because Lu Xuanji then was merely at the seventh layer of Qi Cultivation, pitiably weak, lacking the ability for a fierce struggle, not even qualifying to stay behind as cannon fodder, only able to flee with Ye Feixue like stray dogs. The only fortunate part was that the Lu Family’s Foundation Establishment cultivators fought to the death, holding off the majority of raiders’ main force, giving him a chance to escape.

At that time, his survival was not due to luck, but was a chance earned by predecessors sacrificing their lives for him.

When the sky falls, there are tall ones to hold it up.

Now, however, as the clan leader, at the second layer of the Purple Mansion, he was the Lu Family’s sky, the Lu Family’s pillar.

Everyone else could run, but he couldn’t.

"Kill!"

Lu Xuanji shouted decisively, summoning the Li Fire Sword, which had been reforged not long ago, engraved with Dragon and Phoenix Runes, imbued with the Pure Yang Array, and strengthened with Galaxy Profound Gold, greatly enhancing its durability.

Activating the Pure Yang True Flame, the treasure sword buzzed as if a bee were vibrating its wings.