A hundredfold return: creating an Eternal Family

Xiliang King Tuoba Zhen and Ziyang Dynasty General Sun Hao anxiously watched the barrier array on the city wall, waiting for the progress of Qingyun Sect's second elder Li Fengming in breaking the city defense array.

"Elder Li, when can we break through this array?"

Sun Hao's tone revealed an unconcealable urgency.

Time passed, and the array was still as solid as before, which made him doubt Li Fengming's strength.

But he also understood that at this critical moment, it was not wise to anger this unfathomable old man.

"If you have the ability, come and try it yourself. I have consumed a lot of mental power and array patterns to break this array."

Li Fengming glanced at Sun Hao unhappily, with obvious anger and fatigue in his voice.

As the second elder of Qingyun Sect and a strong man in the late Nascent Soul Realm, when has he ever been questioned like this?

The atmosphere instantly became awkward. Seeing this, Tuoba Zhen had to come out to ease the atmosphere;

"Calm down, both of you. General Sun Hao is also worried that Ji Jiuming will escape. Elder Li, please don't be offended."

"Hmph, the last array pattern is about to be broken."

Li Fengming snorted coldly, with unquestionable confidence in his tone.

At this moment, the third, fourth and fifth elders of Qingyun Sect also appeared, followed by a group of extraordinary Qingyun Sect disciples.

The third and fourth elders are both in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, while the fifth elder is in the early stage of the Nascent Soul Realm. Their arrival means that almost all members of Qingyun Sect, except for the Sect Master Situ Tian, ​​are out.

This made Tuoba Zhen and Sun Hao secretly nervous. They knew that in the face of such a lineup, even if they were dissatisfied, they dared not easily show it.

The strong men of Qingyun Sect gathered together, and everyone's face was full of seriousness and determination.

They knew that once the formation was broken, they would face a life-and-death contest.

In the main hall of Lingxiao Sect, the atmosphere was tense and quiet.

A majestic man and a cold woman were sitting at an exquisite jade table. They were Liu Ruxue, the leader of Tianyu Sect, and Xuanyuan Potian, the leader of Lingxiao Sect.

"Xuanyuan Sect, are we really not going to take action?"

Liu Ruxue's voice was as cold as a mountain spring, revealing firmness and decisiveness.

Her eyes showed that she was ready for the coming storm.

Xuanyuan Potian was silent for a moment, and a trace of worry flashed in his deep eyes; "Take action? Can you defeat Situ Tian?"

His question went straight to the point, questioning and self-reflection.

He knew that the strength of Qingyun Sect was unfathomable, especially Situ Tian, ​​whose cultivation of half a step into the heavenly realm was enough to make any opponent feel afraid.

Liu Ruxue fell into deep thought, and she understood that Xuanyuan Potian's words were not unreasonable.

Although the Netherworld Dynasty was in crisis, it was not enough for her to invite the ancestors of the Tianyu Sect.

After all, doing so would mean an all-out war, and the cruelty of war was unpredictable by anyone.

"Does the Qingyun Sect have no ancestors?"

Liu Ruxue whispered to herself, with helplessness and worry in her words.

She understood that this game was not only a contest of strength, but also a test of wisdom and patience.

At this moment, a domineering voice suddenly sounded, breaking the silence of the secret talk room;

"Two sect masters, so you are here, our sect just wants to reminisce with you."

The owner of the voice was Situ Tian, ​​the leader of the Qingyun Sect. His appearance was like a sudden gust of wind, catching people off guard.

Situ Tian's figure gradually appeared, and his temperament revealed an unmatched domineering aura. His cultivation in the half-step heavenly realm made him particularly dazzling in this space.

In contrast, although Liu Ruxue and Xuanyuan Potian were also at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm, they had to admit that they were no match for Situ Tian in a one-on-one fight.

Obviously, Situ Tian's appearance was to contain Liu Ruxue and Xuanyuan Potian, but despite this, the three of them still started a relaxed conversation.

"Master Situ, long time no see, how are you?"

Xuanyuan Potian was the first to break the silence, with a hint of courtesy in his tone.

Situ Tian smiled slightly, with a gleam in his eyes;

"Master Xuanyuan, Master Liu, our sect has always been good, but you two seem a little worried."

Liu Ruxue sneered, not hiding her guard;

"Master Situ, you suddenly came to visit, do you just want to chat with us?"

Situ Tian laughed loudly, revealing a sense of confidence in his voice;

"Master Liu, you are too sensitive. I just heard that the two masters were having a secret conversation here, and I was curious, so I came to see it. After all, our three major sects have always lived in harmony, and any disturbances interest me."

Xuanyuan PoTian nodded slightly. Although he was half-believing and half-doubting what Situ Tian said, he still maintained the demeanor of a sect master on the surface;

"What Sect Master Situ said is that our three major sects should indeed live in harmony. However, the situation in the Netherworld Dynasty has been a little turbulent recently, and we cannot help but be on guard."

Situ Tian's eyes condensed, as if he was touched by Xuanyuan Potian's words;

"The situation in the Netherworld Dynasty is indeed worrying. However, I believe that with the strength of our three major sects, we are enough to cope with any challenge."

Although the conversation between the three seemed relaxed, they all knew in their hearts that there were deeper intentions and strategies hidden behind this conversation.

Everyone was carefully testing each other, trying to find their own position in this complex situation.

At this time in the Netherworld Imperial City, the once indestructible barrier formation was finally shattered under Li Fengming's repeated attacks.

The Xiliang Iron Cavalry Army poured into the city like a flood and beast, and fought a desperate battle with the Imperial City's guards.

As swords crossed, flesh and blood flew everywhere. The fierce battle made the world pale in comparison.

"Ah"

"Is God going to kill me, the Netherworld!"

The descendants kept shouting!

The strong men of Qingyun Sect were not to be outdone and joined the battle. Their goal was to target the worshippers and monks of the Ji family.

The monks with profound cultivation showed their magical powers. The light of magic illuminated every corner of the battlefield. The explosions and roars intertwined to form a tragic hymn.

In the center of the battlefield, Ji Jiuming, wearing a dragon robe, burst out with the terrifying cultivation of the late Nascent Soul. The Ji family's inherited heavenly-level lower-grade martial arts in his hand - the Netherworld Dharma King, allowed him to barely hold on under the siege of Tuoba Zhen, Sun Hao, Li Fengming and the three elders of Qingyun Sect. His moves were fierce and exquisite. Every blow seemed to be possessed by the King of the Netherworld, with unparalleled power.

"Ji Jiuming, today is your doom!" Tuoba Zhen shouted, and the sword in his hand slashed at Ji Jiuming like a storm.

"Hahaha, come on! How can I be a coward?!"

Ji Jiuming laughed wildly, his laughter was full of contempt for death and provocation to the enemy.

Sun Hao and Li Fengming also used their unique skills to try to break Ji Jiuming's defense.

However, Ji Jiuming's figure was erratic on the battlefield, and every step he took seemed to contain the power of the netherworld, making it unpredictable.

At the same time, the fourth elder and the fifth elder were working together to deal with the general Lei Xiaotian.

Although Lei Xiaotian was already scarred, he still did not retreat a step. There was an unyielding war in his eyes, and every swing of the sword condensed his loyalty to Ji Jiuming.

"General Lei, if you surrender, we may be able to spare your life!"

The fourth elder tried to persuade Lei Xiaotian.

"Hmph, I, Lei Xiaotian, have fought countless battles for the Ji family throughout my life. I have long considered myself a member of the Ji family and will be a ghost of the Ji family after death. Why do you need to be hypocritical!"

Lei Xiaotian roared, and his sword became more fierce, with a posture of dying together.

The battle became more and more intense, and the figures of the soldiers on both sides intertwined on the battlefield full of flames, forming a thrilling picture.