163: Chapter 163 The Formation Shattered

General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng was ultimately at a disadvantage due to his youth; in terms of combat experience, the circulation of Spiritual Qi, and other aspects, he was no match for these two old monsters who had lived for over two hundred years. Between their moves and techniques, they could always find flaws, leaving General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng in a battered and miserable state.

Fortunately, with the aid of the Formation, he was able to block some of the damage; otherwise, he would have long since been unable to hold on and would have been defeated.

"Oh, good lad, you actually have a Rank 4 defensive Talisman on you. I want to see how many more times you can block me." Wei Chengxing had received distress signals from the two archers one after another. Though he did not show it on his face, he was already extremely anxious deep down.

"Get lost!"

With a move called Meteor Falling to Earth, powerful and heavy, he bore down on General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng, knocking him from the sky down to the ground, where his legs sank more than an inch into the earth.

General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng knelt on one knee, supporting himself with his spear, and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He had still underestimated these two old monsters. In the first half of the battle, he had been suppressed by Wei Chengxing's palms with no power to fight back, and in the second half, after Wei Chengxing held his spear, he was even more terrifyingly fierce.

The first spear strike destroyed one of his Rank 4 defensive Talismans, and the second strike directly left General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng severely injured.

"Jiefeng!" Grandfather Ye Tuantu shouted, rushing to General Affairs Elder Ye Jiefeng's side and feeding him a Spirit Pill.

"You all deserve to die!" Wei Chengxing's usually calm face became ferocious. With Ye Yisong and the other four appearing here, how could he not understand that those two archers from his side had likely perished?

"Bloody Battle in Eight Directions!"

Wei Chengxing's long spear transformed into countless spear shadows, stabbing indiscriminately at the six people below. Wherever the spear shadows passed, they caused sonic booms, and the astonishing pressure made everyone feel as if they could not breathe.

"Golden Light Shield!"

Grandfather Ye Tuantu inverted his golden bowl to cover everyone, but it only blocked for a single breath before the golden bowl shattered into two halves, exposing everyone once again to the spear radiance.

"Boom!"

An explosion echoed in the sky above Fire Cloud Stronghold. The ground where the six had just been standing was pierced, leaving behind a bottomless hole.

Fortunately, that moment of resistance from Grandfather Ye Tuantu had given the six of them time to react and escape, allowing them to avoid this heavy blow without anyone being severely injured.

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"Brother Ye, why the rush to leave?" Patriarch Wang Lingyun stood up to block Ancestor Ye Rongming, saying with a chuckle.

"That's right, Brother Ye, we haven't finished chatting about the exciting story of us battling the Rank 5 Dragon together yet, have we?" Ancestor Wei Xinghe tugged at Ancestor Ye Rongming's sleeve, looking unwilling to let him go.

"Brother Wei, Brother Wang, let's chat next time. There is truly an urgent matter in the Family that requires me. After I have handled the affairs in the Family, I will come to disturb you both again, how about that?" Ancestor Ye Rongming flicked his sleeve, shook off Ancestor Wei Xinghe's hand, walked around Patriarch Wang Lingyun, and hurried toward the outside of the hall.

"Sigh, the affairs of the Family are handled by the juniors; there is no need for us Old Ancestors to worry and toil. No rush, no rush." Patriarch Wang Lingyun stepped forward to continue blocking him.

"Indeed, Brother Wang is right. Every time there is an issue in the Family, they come looking for us Old Ancestors. What are these juniors for?" Ancestor Wei Xinghe agreed.

"Besides, if we do not let go, how can the juniors in the Family grow up and eventually stand on their own, carrying the heavy burden of the Family?"

Half a month ago, Patriarch Wang Lingyun and Ancestor Wei Xinghe had suddenly invited Ancestor Ye Rongming to the Wang Family grounds to discuss the century-long Great Beast Tide. Although Ancestor Ye Rongming felt something was quite off, the matter was of great importance, so he had to accept the invitation.

Who would have thought that this trip would take half a month.

After attending the appointment, the Old Ancestors of the Wang Family and the Wei Family never mentioned the Beast Tide. Instead, every few days, they would exchange cultivation experiences regarding the path of the Martial King with him. Through these experience exchange meetings, Ancestor Ye Rongming felt that his Four-Star Martial King Bottleneck had loosened slightly, as if he had found the Opportunity to break through his realm.

Ancestor Ye Rongming was deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. He even began to take the initiative to seek out Patriarch Wang Lingyun and Ancestor Wei Xinghe to discuss precious cultivation experiences, hoping to grasp that faint, elusive chance to break through, but he was always just a little short.

It was just this little bit that was firmly stuck in Ancestor Ye Rongming's path of advancement.

"Buzz, buzz, buzz"

A delicate jade Talisman in Ancestor Ye Rongming's Storage Pouch vibrated a few times. He let out a soft "Oh," and probed it with his Divine Soul to read the information on the jade Talisman.

"Return immediately."

There were only two simple words on the jade Talisman, but the meaning behind these two words was extraordinary, as only Clan Chief Ye Tuanhui possessed the method to transmit messages with this jade Talisman. It seemed that something major and incredible had happened within the Family.

Before he could make a decision, the jade Talisman vibrated again, and two more words appeared on it: "Yisong." Seeing these two words left Ancestor Ye Rongming extremely confused.

What on earth had happened to this junior that could cause Clan Chief Ye Tuanhui to send messages twice in succession, urging him to return immediately to Luomu Mountain?

"Two Fellow Daoists, the path of the Martial Dao is long. Allow me to disturb you again in the future; let us stop here for today. I will not see you out." Although he could not understand the meaning behind this, the more Ancestor Wei Xinghe and Patriarch Wang Lingyun tried to stop him, the more Ancestor Ye Rongming was determined to leave.

If Ancestor Ye Rongming truly wanted to leave, the two of them could not stop him, unless they wanted to have a full-scale battle right here on the Wang Family grounds.

Even if Ancestor Wei Xinghe agreed, Patriarch Wang Lingyun would not!

"Why didn't you stop him for a moment longer?" Patriarch Wang Lingyun said.

"It is already too late for him to go back now," Ancestor Wei Xinghe said indifferently, watching Ancestor Ye Rongming disappear into the horizon.

"What do you think will happen if Ancestor Ye Rongming returns to the Family and discovers that their fifteen-year-old Prodigy Martial Ancestor has perished?" Patriarch Wang Lingyun laughed heartily.

"He will slaughter your Wang Xianliang."

"He wouldn't dare!"

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"He is too strong!" Ye Yisong said with furrowed brows.

It was not just Ye Yisong; the other five had also felt the gap in strength from that previous lethal spear strike. Not to mention, there was another one standing on the side, watching them like a tiger eyeing its prey!

"Die!" Wei Chengxing raised his long spear, leaped through the air, and struck downward with the spear tip, causing explosive sounds as he attacked the six people again.

Wang Jingyu, who was standing to the side, was not idle either. He also brandished his long spear, holding it with both hands as he slashed downward, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

"Uncle Jiefeng, activate the Formation with all your might. Let's fight them to the death!" Ye Yisong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and shouted angrily.

"Fight them to the death!" The five of them made a desperate gamble, all burning their essential blood to raise their combat power by a Rank. Whether thrusting, stabbing, or slashing, combined with the three major killing Formations within the Formation—the Rolling Stone Formation, the Thunder Fire Formation, and the Hundred Sword Formation—operating at full capacity, several clusters of Spiritual Qi energy condensed in the sky and collided with one another. A violent explosion resounded throughout the sky, and the aftermath of the explosion tore apart the entire Fire Cloud Stronghold, shattering houses and sending bricks and stones flying everywhere.

The protective shield of the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation cracked open under the impact of this attack. The crack grew larger and larger, and the sky, which had originally been obscured by the Formation, reappeared in everyone's view.