84: Chapter 84 The Demonic Cultivator's Evacuation

Limbs and blood splattered the ground, along with broken weapons, silently recounting the cruelty of the battle that had just occurred.

Li Xuanji stood in the center of the pool of blood, his robes flapping in the wind. The Evil Qi in his eyes had not yet dissipated, and he said in a deep voice:

"Changan, the battle is decided! Immediately coordinate all physicians in the Family to treat the injured clansmen with all your might! Gather the bodies of all fallen clansmen and make proper arrangements! Burn all the enemy corpses to eliminate the hidden danger of corpse poison and clear the battlefield!"

"Sixth Granduncle, Changan will obey!"

Li Changan bowed and cupped his fists, accepting the order. He was one of the few Qi Refining Cultivators among the Li clansmen who still maintained combat capability.

After receiving the order, he immediately turned and ran, methodically gathering the clansmen to carry out the tasks of rescue, collecting bodies, and clearing the field.

Li Xuanji had no time to rest, keeping the beginning and end of the battle and the painful cost of the clansmen's casualties in mind.

He raised his hand to take out a Second-Rank Sound Transmission Talisman, injecting Spiritual Qi from his fingertips to record the details of the Qingfeng Mountain battle, the Lu Family's invasion, the clansmen's casualties, and the total annihilation of the enemy.

Afterward, he summoned the First-Rank Peak Spirit Beast, the Snow-Feather Spirit Dove, raised by the Family.

This dove had pure, flawless white feathers, and its wings stretched three feet wide. Faint Spiritual Qi circulated between its wings, and its speed was unrivaled among Spirit Beasts of the same rank.

Its intelligence was comparable to a ten-year-old human child. It could not only accurately understand complex instructions but also observe expressions and discern human emotions, making it a highly practical auxiliary Spirit Beast in the Cultivation World.

Its only drawback was its weak Physical Body and lack of combat power; even an ordinary fourth-level Qi Refining Cultivator could easily kill it.

Li Xuanji reached out to gently stroke the Spirit Dove's wings, whispering instructions and entrusting it with the important task of delivering the message.

The Snow-Feather Spirit Dove seemed to understand the urgency of the battle, nodding repeatedly with anxious eyes.

Once the Spirit Dove had securely fixed the Jade Slip recording the battle situation into the metal letter tube on its leg, it flapped its wings and took flight, turning into a streak of snowy white light that cut across the sky, flying rapidly toward Wangshan Town.

Watching the Spirit Dove fly away, Li Xuanji moved, turning into a gray afterimage, and instantly dashed to the place where Patriarch Li Huaping had fallen.

Looking at the young descendant lying in a pool of blood, his body cold, this seasoned Foundation Establishment elder felt endless grief and bitterness surging in his heart.

His clansman had sacrificed himself for the greater good, and the deep blood feud had not yet been avenged. He dared not drown in sorrow; there were countless matters of aftermath and revenge waiting to be handled.

He moved in an instant, dashing to the side of the severely injured Li Xuanzhou. He leaned down and asked in a deep voice: "Thirteenth Brother, how are your injuries? Can you still hold on?"

Li Xuanzhou clutched his continuously bleeding wound, his breath weak and his face deathly pale. He struggled to lift his eyes, his voice full of sighs and heartache: "Sixth Brother, it is fine. My broken body already has little Lifespan left; resting for a few months will allow me to recover. It is just a pity for the child Huaping... He still had over three sixty-year cycles of Lifespan and an immeasurable future, yet he died in vain here to protect the Family!"

Mentioning the sacrificed clansman, a bone-chilling coldness appeared in Li Xuanji's eyes, and his killing intent was biting. Each word was heavy and resolute: "The Lu Family raised an army to invade this time, slaughtering my Li clansmen. This deep blood feud will absolutely not be let go! I will make the entire Lu Family pay with blood for Huaping and for all the fallen clansmen; they will be buried with them! Currently, the Lu Family only has one Foundation Establishment Initial Stage Cultivator left in charge, and their Foundation is empty. Now is the time to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots!"

The Cultivation World is cruel; it is a place where the weak are prey to the strong, and there is never any room for compromise in grievances and killings.

Once a Family forms a deadly feud, it is a conclusion of either you die or I live, with no end until one side is destroyed.

This catastrophe also made Li Xuanji recognize the reality more clearly—the Li Family's Foundation was ultimately too shallow, and there were very few Foundation Establishment Cultivators in the clan. Just now, they had nearly suffered the disaster of being wiped out.

If the clan had a profound Foundation with a few more Foundation Establishment combatants in charge, they would never have fallen into such a tragic state where clansmen died miserably and the Family suffered disaster.

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Time backtracked to one hour ago, just at the moment Li Changqing detonated the Nuclear Armor Bomb.

Boom—!

An earth-shattering roar, rare since ancient times, suddenly tore through the night sky above the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range!

This sound was by no means ordinary thunder, nor could it be compared to the collision of Magic Treasures or the roars of Yao Beasts.

It was like a Nine Heavens divine thunder falling into the mortal world, or as if the core of the earth's ley lines had suddenly shattered and exploded. The violent shockwave shook mountains and rivers for a hundred miles, and the heavens and earth trembled violently because of it.

In the Wangshan Town encampment dozens of miles away, the entire complex of houses trembled violently. Blue brick roof tiles fell off with a rustling sound, and the wooden window frames, unable to withstand the pressure, emitted a shrill, creaking groan.

All the Cultivators and Martial Artists stationed on the town walls stiffened, looking toward the direction of the loud noise with terrified faces, their hearts shaken.

"What, what kind of phenomenon is this?!"

Li Xuance, who was guarding Wangshan Town, suddenly clenched the horsetail whisk at his waist, his knuckles turning white, and his long, snow-white beard trembling uncontrollably due to extreme shock.

He suddenly lifted his eyes to gaze far into the eastern horizon, his pupils suddenly contracting.

He saw that above the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range, a giant mushroom cloud, blotting out the sky, had suddenly risen from the ground, expanding, rolling, and ascending crazily in the night sky.

The blazing crimson flames dyed the night sky for ten thousand miles, the scorching firelight piercing through layers of clouds and mist. It was visible for a hundred miles, ferocious and violent.

The terrifying heatwave swept over from eighty miles away across the mountains and rivers. Even separated by such a distance, it could still make one's skin burn and one's heart tremble.

The air was filled with a thick, pungent scent of burning, mixed with the bloody, foul aura of a massive number of Yao Beasts dying. It was eerie and oppressive, making one's heart palpitate upon smelling it.

Li Xuance's heart tightened, his expression grave to the extreme.

The unknown, terrifying power made him full of apprehension, and even more so, it caused him to feel endless worry and anxiety for Li Changqing, who had ventured alone into the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range.

At the same time, ten miles outside the Wangshan Town marketplace, in a hidden underground earth cave, three lurking black shadows stood frozen, dead silent.

They were precisely the three Foundation Establishment demonic Cultivators from the Ghost Soul Sect who had been secretly spying and waiting for an opportunity to cause trouble.

The leader, Master Guijiu, stared fixedly at the terrifying mushroom cloud on the eastern horizon. His sinister eyes suddenly shrank to the size of needle points, his face full of extreme horror, and his voice even carried an imperceptible tremor:

"What, what a terrifying destructive power! What kind of might is this? Could it be a peerless Heaven-Shaking Thunder developed by a top-tier Artifact Refining Great Master of this age?!"

The Master Chilian beside him was already pale as paper, fear in his heart spreading throughout his entire body. Subconsciously, he retreated two steps, his body trembling slightly, his eyes full of fear:

"Senior Brother, with such a terrifying phenomenon, the Yao Beasts in the Ten Thousand Beast Mountain Range must have all scattered, and the Demon-Attracting Incense has completely lost its effect! Do we still need to continue watching the Li Family? If this terrifying destructive force sweeps over, we will have no power to resist at all!"

Master Guijiu swallowed hard, looking at the flaming mushroom cloud that was still rolling ceaselessly in the sky. The greed and calculation in his heart were completely crushed by fear, and he gritted his teeth and shouted sternly:

"To hell with watching them! At this moment, inside the mountain range, I fear there isn't even a shadow of a Yao Beast left! Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

"This Li Family is hiding too much; they are by no means an ordinary Foundation Establishment Family! To actually possess such a terrifying trump card, it is fortunate that we did not risk our lives. This place is extremely dangerous and not suitable for staying long! Immediately withdraw from Anping County and relocate to Linhai County!"