Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Under the Peak of Green Bamboo Mountain, everyone fell into a brief silence.

Despite sacrificing the Jin Family's Defense Treasure, the Qing Jiao Shield, Jin Zhiying couldn't withstand the strike from the Golden Light Greatsword condensed by the Golden Core Talisman and was killed in an extremely gruesome manner.

Even Zhuang Zhenxin, no stranger to the world's wonders, witnessed the power of the Golden Core Talisman for the first time and was completely stunned, losing his composure.

Time passed, and before anyone knew how much, Lin Shikang leapt forward and hurried to Lin Shihua's side, hastily feeding him a healing elixir.

The actions of Lin Shikang roused the Jin Family members from their stupor. They gathered around Jin Zhiping, their eyes filled with grief and terror, and they all watched the Lin Family members warily.

Zhuang Zhenxin, silent as a ghost, watched everyone present. Seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he leapt up in an attempt to flee.

The escape of Zhuang Zhenxin dealt an additional blow to the already weakened Jin Family members, but they were powerless to stop him.

With Jin Zhiying's death, the Jin Family had lost their edge. Relying solely on Jin Zhiping, at the Foundation Establishment Fifth Level, victory was impossible.

Zhuang Zhenxin fully realized this. With Lin Shikang free and joining forces with Sun Dingxian, if they were surrounded, it would be difficult to retreat unscathed, so he prepared to seize the opportunity to flee.

After all, he was alone in the vast world, and there was no place where he couldn't find refuge!

As for the Jin Family, they were nothing more than an alliance of convenience, and Zhuang Zhenxin would not concern himself with their fate.

Unfortunately for him, Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian were closely monitoring him, prepared for his move. They intercepted him before he got far, with Lin Shikang blocking his path.

Soon, Sun Dingxian also caught up. The two of them closed in on Zhuang Zhenxin from opposite directions, trapping him.

Zhuang Zhenxin's expression changed abruptly, and he hurriedly spoke:

"Daoist Lin, Daoist Sun, this is all a misunderstanding. I was deceived by Jin Zhiying into taking action. Let us settle this matter. I can break through the Jin Family's Protective Formation myself. As for the Jin Family's treasures, you can divide them between yourselves. I will not take a single coin. Consider it a gesture of apology. What do you say?"

At this point, Zhuang Zhenxin utterly abandoned the Jin Family, offering to help the Lin Family break the Jin Family's Formation and proposing to settle the conflict with the Jin Family's treasure.

However, Zhuang Zhenxin's words did not diminish the enmity of Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian.

The great battle that erupted within the Luoyun Mountain Range, with the heavy sins of the Jin Family and Zhuang Zhenxin, saw the Wu Family silently annihilated and the Sun Family's territory breached, resulting in the death of over two hundred clan members—a tragedy not seen in hundreds of years.

Such deep-seated hatred and grievance could not be assuaged, even with the generous terms offered by Zhuang Zhenxin.

As soon as Zhuang Zhenxin finished speaking, Sun Dingxian didn't even hesitate and immediately shouted in fury.

"Enough of your nonsense! Our Sun Family and you cannot coexist under the same sky. You killed over a hundred of our clan members. I must take your head to appease the souls of our Sun Family..."

Sun Dingxian's words made Zhuang Zhenxin's face darken, and he threatened viciously:

"Without me, breaking through the Jin Family's Protective Formation won't be so easy. If you really wish to kill me, remember I'm not a pushover. We can all go down together if need be. Even if I die, I'll take some of you with me!"

Lin Shikang, standing by, did not speak. Thinking of Lin Shiji and Lin Shixin, whose bodies were still warm, and the more than twenty clan members killed in the conflict, he felt immense anger.

To the overtures of Zhuang Zhenxin, Lin Shikang's heart remained unshaken. His only desire was to exterminate this enemy and use his head to honor his deceased clan members.

Lin Shikang nodded to Sun Dingxian, gripped the Golden Wind Sword, and lashed out with several strikes. Sun Dingxian, holding the Qiankun Brush, drew across the sky, and a streak of golden light surged towards Zhuang Zhenxin.

Both cultivators, at the Foundation Establishment Eighth Level, attacked simultaneously, each wielding their clan's sacred treasures. Zhuang Zhenxin's face turned grave, yet he was not overly panicked.

As the assault from the two closed in, Zhuang Zhenxin placed a small shield he had used before in front of himself.

He then threw out a green flag, struck a Law Decree, and conjured a multitude of Monster Beast Souls that charged toward Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian.

The quiet of the void was once again shattered by bursts of fire and a succession of booming sounds.

The intense fight involving Lin Shikang seemed to ignite the fuse of battle. The Lin Family Members at the base of Green Bamboo Mountain Peak immediately commenced an attack on the Jin Family's clanspeople, igniting a tremendous surge of momentum.

Following Jin Zhiying's death and the loss of their linchpin, the Jin Family members' will to fight crumbled completely. Jin Zhiping and Jin Chaozong, pitted against a host of Lin Family Foundation Establishment Clan Members and Sun Dingfeng, were at a tremendous disadvantage. Read exclusive adventures at empire

The Lin Family Qi Refining Clanspeople below, looking every bit the fierce warriors, attacked recklessly, causing heavy losses to the Jin Family.

Once again, chaos engulfed Green Bamboo Mountain, flames shooting into the sky and screams echoing incessantly.

As time slowly passed, the fierce combat involving Lin Shikang had already lasted for a quarter of an hour.

The relentless onslaught from Lin Shikang and Sun Dingxian persisted, wave after wave of continuous assaults unfolding.

Zhuang Zhenxin, surrounded and attacked, was forced to give ground, relying solely on his Defense Treasure to hold on.

After withstanding their attacks, he saw the small shield in his hands riddled with holes and reduced to scrap.

With no time to regret, Zhuang Zhenxin barely caught his breath before two more strikes approached.

In his panic, he produced another Magical Treasure to shield himself.

"Boom..."

Zhuang Zhenxin was knocked back more than ten paces, spitting several mouthfuls of blood before stabilizing. Looking at his severely damaged Defense Treasure, his face turned pale.

As the fight continued, not only was he injured, but he had also lost two of his Defense Treasures, with the last one utterly wrecked. If a few more strikes landed, he would be without any defensive power, and if he couldn't dodge, he would only be waiting for death.