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Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains-Chapter 684: Tusk fully revealed
Thud thud thud......
Thud thud thud......
Tens of thousands of war horses galloped from west to east, kicking up clouds of dust into the sky.
The ground shook violently.
The continuous blood tide in the sky, over ten miles long, slowly moved towards the river surface along with the galloping war horses.
The ferocious power of blood and qi assaulted the heart of every person at Leiyin Temple.
Their pupils constricted, their faces already filled with fear.
As the rushing army bore down, a series of voices, imbued with Divine Origin, emanated from within the military ranks; even though they were still a mile or two away, everyone could hear them clearly.
"Leiyin Temple, harboring wild ambitions, covets the lands of the Xiayuan, their treachery blatant for all to see!"
"They even have the gall to claim they represent the Righteous Path, invading our Xiayuan territory without any provocation. So much for being the leaders of the Chan Sect; I see them as nothing more than a bunch of old, thieving monks."
"We, the Jinling Shen Family, may be weak, but we know how to defend our territory. Leiyin Temple wants to take over Xiayuan? I, Shen Guyun, am the first to refuse!"
"Xingnan Prefectural City is the turf of Xiong Yun Gang. Since Leiyin Temple has shown interest in meddling, they can't blame me, the Gang Leader, for not showing courtesy. Brothers of the Xingnan army, follow me into battle!"
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"Shen Guyun, Wan Xingyun, and the army of the Hou Clan, this... this..."
"Three to four hundred thousand, at the very least, three to four hundred thousand, and even more..."
"How did these three forces come together? How has Shen Guyun's army appeared here? And the Hou Clan's forces too, Yuan Kong, didn't you say last night that you saw them leave the city?"
"It's all over, all over..."
Aside from the three purple-robed elder monks of the Wu generation at the Leiyin Temple who could still hold their ground, the rest, even those of the Yuan generation who were Yuan Dan Realm experts, were now trembling slightly, panic written all over their faces.
A few of the yellow-robed monks couldn't help but question Yuan Kong.
And Yuan Kong, who had just cried out in alarm, was now fully aware that he'd been duped by the combined ruse of these three families. He had no intention of answering questions from anyone, his face filled with regret and self-reproach as he looked towards Wufa, the presiding monk, and two other elders of the Wu generation.
"What's there to panic about? Stand with me to repel the enemy. The forces of Shen Clan, Xiong Yun Gang, and Hou Clan are just three First-Class powers. Our 100,000 Monastic Soldiers can hold them off for a while. Hold the crossing, and Wunian, quickly get the Earthshade Monastic Soldiers to land, fast!"
As the presiding monk, Wufa, despite his grave expression, managed to adjust his mindset, first rallying the spirits of everyone before swiftly making decisive deployments, with close to four hundred thousand enemy troops bearing down on them, less than a mile from the crossing.
"Yes, elder brother."
"Right, don't panic. No matter how grandiose their numbers, they're just three First-Class forces, incomparable to our Leiyin Temple."
"Stand with the presiding monk to repel the enemy, the Huang Chan Army quickly get in formation, ready to defend!"
"Fellow brothers, join the main force in resisting the enemy. As long as we last until the Earthshade Monastic Soldiers are fully ashore, these three armies are bound to lose!"
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The gap between a Heavenly-Class power and a lesser force goes without saying. Yuan Kong and a few other monks of the Yuan generation, with just a few words, steadied the mindset of everyone.
Those who led the soldiers did so, while those who commanded sect members did their jobs, each getting into position as per the instructions of the presiding monk.
In just over ten breaths' time, 100,000 yellow-robed monks of the Huang Chan Army were mostly assembled at the crossing. Simultaneously, Yuan Kong shifted his gaze and looked at those seventy-plus individuals who had been in front of the crossing, a flash of cold light in his eyes.
With 100,000 of the Huang Chan Army already stationed deep at the crossing, the seventy-some remaining individuals, except for Fang Yun who was saved by Hou Yuxiao, had little chance to escape now. Keeping them around could lead to trouble; killing them was certainly the easiest solution.
"Kill them!"
In addition to the martial artists from the Hou Clan, the other sixty-plus individuals at the crossing were all ordinary people, any one of the yellow-robed monks could handle them. Under Yuan Kong's command, in under three breaths, all seventy-plus were slain, including the eight martial artists from the Hou Clan.
In midair, Hou Yuxiao knew speaking up would be of no use. As he watched the seventy-plus people being killed, his expression remained calm, but the coldness in his pupils became even more intense.
Suddenly, a golden Zen Staff struck fiercely from beside him. Hou Yuxiao did not dodge. He first threw Fang Yun towards the incoming force of the Hou Clan, then drew out the Canglong Staff from his Sea of Consciousness, swung it horizontally, and collided fiercely with the attacking golden Zen Staff.
Boom...…
The clash between the peak Xuanyin Realm cultivations, even though both contestants' powers were suppressed by the battlefield's bloody aura, generated powerful shockwaves that spread out for three miles.
In an instant, dust filled the sky and the crossing turned to ash. The Huang Chan Army beneath them, many of whom were shocked into bleeding from orifices, looked up with horrid expressions of terror.
"What a formidable Hou Clan from Hexi, what a formidable Thousand-Faced Handsome Man. To possess such talent at the peak of the Xuanyin Realm, what remarkable talent indeed..."
Wufa's voice was filled with both astonishment and a thick sense of dread and murderous intent. Initially, when Hou Yuxiao briefly displayed the speed of the Xuanyin Realm, he thought it was a result of some trick. In this direct confrontation, he realized that the other's cultivation was truly comparable to his own.
Hou Yuxiao was only just thirty.
Barely thirty years old, at the peak of the Xuanyin Realm...…
"If we do not eliminate this man, Leiyin Temple will surely face endless troubles."
"Still contemplating killing me? Perhaps you should look below first..."
With a cold laugh, Hou Yuxiao looked at the murderous intent nearly spilling from Wufa's eyes and couldn't resist taunting him.