413: Chapter 417 The Show Begins

"Charge!!!"

"Loot!!!"

"Everything from the Li family is mine!!!"

Countless Cultivators, like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey, transformed into streaks of light and dove frantically toward the Li family's ancestral land!

Scarlet light flickered in their eyes, sinister smiles played on their faces, and the Magic Treasures in their hands were already poised for action!

Beneath the shattered light barrier, the members of the Li family were filled with despair and fear.

Some roared at the sky, their indignant howls filled with resentment.

An old man dressed in a purple-gold Elder's robe watched the Cultivators swarming like locusts, a trace of bitter, sorrowful laughter escaping his lips.

"Ancestors, your unworthy descendant is afraid he cannot protect this family estate..."

Before his words even faded, the first wave of Cultivators had already charged into the Li family's ancestral land!

The slaughter had begun!

Lu Ming stood with his hands behind his back on the flying boat, watching it all quietly, his eyes devoid of both sorrow and joy.

After a moment, he tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling on Murong Jingyang beside him. His tone was calm but left no room for doubt.

"Go."

"Yes!"

Murong Jingyang did not hesitate for a second, immediately bowing to accept the order. He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and shouted in a deep voice.

"Members of the Tianli Cult, follow me into battle!"

As he spoke, his magic power surged, and he took the lead, transforming into a sharp streak of light and racing toward the Li family's ancestral land!

Behind him, dozens of Tianli Cult Cultivators followed closely, their Aura aggressive!

Before he left, Lu Ming's voice reached Murong Jingyang's ears like a thin thread.

"Inside, perform to your heart's content without any reservation. Even if you are besieged, even if you are heavily injured, or even if you fall on the spot, you are not allowed to retreat a single step."

Murong Jingyang's heart skipped a beat, but loyalty was ingrained in his very marrow. He didn't ask for the reason, only focused on execution.

Murong Jingyang immediately responded heavily in his heart.

"Your subordinate obeys!"

...

The Li family's ancestral land had now turned into a chaotic Shura field.

Cultivators pouring in from all directions were like a plague of locusts, killing everyone they saw and looting every treasure they found!

Although the Li family had deep foundations, they had lost the protection of their grand array and had exhausted a great deal of energy during the seventeen-day siege. Facing the sudden battle, they were at a disadvantage from the start!

Murong Jingyang led the Tianli Cult members, cutting into the battlefield from the flank like a sharp blade!

His objective was extremely clear: charge straight for the Li family's core area!

That was where the Li family's most precious ancient texts and resources were kept!

His Late Golden Core Stage cultivation erupted with full force, and the Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art operated to its limit, his body shrouded in a strange and domineering Aura!

With a single palm strike, he blasted a Foundation Establishment Elder of the Li family who tried to block him into a mist of blood.

Then, with a wave of his sleeve, several Li family guards at the Qi Refining stage were sent flying back like broken kites!

However, the good times didn't last.

The sudden high-profile entry of the Tianli Cult, an obscure minor power, into the heart of the battlefield immediately drew the attention and dissatisfaction of various factions!

"Where did this trash come from, daring to snatch food from our mouths?!"

An angry shout rang out, followed by a sharp sword light that slashed across like a bolt of silk!

Murong Jingyang's heart tightened. He dodged to the side, but the sword light still grazed his shoulder, drawing a spray of blood!

He looked up and saw three Late Golden Core Stage Cultivators closing in on him in a triangular formation.

The leader, dressed in a crimson robe, was the head of the Scarlet Sky Sect for this operation, "True Man Lieyang."

To the left, a figure surrounded by shimmering water was the core Elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, "Daoist Bibo."

To the right, with a cold and eerie Aura, was the owner of the Blood Fiend Flying Boat, "Blood Shadow Old Ancestor"!

The three of them looked at Murong Jingyang as if he were an ignorant fool.

"A mere Tianli Cult dares to lay a finger on the Li family's core?" True Man Lieyang sneered. "Get out, and I'll spare your life!"

Murong Jingyang didn't say a word, but the Aura around him became increasingly sharp.

True Man Lieyang frowned. "You're asking for death!"

The three of them attacked simultaneously!

True Man Lieyang formed seals with his hands, and a sun as red as blood condensed above his head, its scorching heat distorting the Void Realm!

A deep blue Flying Sword flew out from Daoist Bibo's sleeve, its sword light transforming into a towering wave that crashed down toward Murong Jingyang!

Blood Shadow Old Ancestor was even more ruthless, directly sacrificing a blood-colored banner. Countless hideous ghost shadows swarmed out of it, letting out ear-piercing shrieks!

Murong Jingyang's pupils constricted, but he remembered Lu Ming's words: "Even if you fall, you are not allowed to retreat!"

He gritted his teeth and, instead of retreating, charged forward!

The Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art was fully activated, and Devilish Qi billowed around him!

He met True Man Lieyang's "Blazing Sun" with one palm, struck at Daoist Bibo's sword light with the other, and simultaneously sent out a wisp of Divine Thought to resist Blood Shadow Old Ancestor's ghost shadows!

*Boom!!!*

Amidst the earth-shaking roar, Murong Jingyang was sent flying back like a broken kite!

He was, after all, only at the Late Golden Core Stage, and while the Six Desires Heavenly Demon Art was sinister and domineering, it focused more on manipulating emotions and absorbing desires. He was naturally at a disadvantage in a direct confrontation with Cultivators of the same rank!

Now, facing three opponents alone, he was completely overwhelmed!

But he forcibly stabilized himself, spitting out a mouthful of blood, yet he still did not retreat!

"Hmm?" True Man Lieyang raised an eyebrow. "Still resisting? Then I'll send you on your way!"

The three attacked again, their offensive even more fierce!

Murong Jingyang defended desperately, but new wounds continued to appear on his body.

His left shoulder was burned into a bloody mess by the blazing sun, his right rib was slashed open by the Bibo sword light, revealing the bone, and a large piece of flesh was torn from his back by the Blood Shadow ghost claws!

His Aura began to wither, his flight light became unstable, and even his consciousness started to blur...

But he still did not retreat!

He even gradually let go of his defense, actively meeting the three's attacks in an almost frenzied manner!

That posture was entirely one of desperation, a life-for-life struggle.

Trading injury for injury, life for life!

"Madman!" Daoist Bibo couldn't help but curse.

"This person... isn't right." A trace of suspicion flashed in Blood Shadow Old Ancestor's eyes. "Fighting like this, he's clearly seeking death!"

But they didn't stop. Whether Murong Jingyang was truly mad or just faking it, anyone who dared to touch their prey had to pay the price!

The offensive grew even more ferocious, and Murong Jingyang's situation became increasingly precarious!

...

On the distant flying boat, Lu Ming watched this scene quietly, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

His gaze didn't remain solely on Murong Jingyang but occasionally swept toward a certain direction in the Void Realm.

There, he sensed the presence of an Aura that made even him feel a faint threat, watching from the shadows.

"He's here."

Lu Ming murmured to himself, a faint glimmer flashing in his eyes.

...

Deep within the Void Realm, a figure was hidden within layers of spatial folds.

That person wore a colorful, variegated robe with shifting hues, as if all the world's desires had been condensed into colors and woven together.

His face was shrouded in a layer of swirling seven-colored mist, making it impossible to see his true appearance.

He was none other than the Golden Core Perfection of the Six Desires Demonic Sect who had come to harvest talent—Jiang Wunian!