11: Calming down the unrest

Mount Ziyang.

From a high vantage point, one could see the massive complex of buildings halfway up the mountain at a glance, and this was precisely where the Qingqiu Fox Clan resided.

However, at this moment, the once majestic and magnificent building complex was in ruins, with thick black smoke rising everywhere.

Countless figures were fighting within these buildings, various spells soared into the sky, and the shouts of battle were deafening.

In the air, dozens of figures constantly intertwined and separated, and the aftermath of their colliding attacks continuously fell, making the buildings below even more dilapidated.

Among them, there was one battlefield that no one dared to approach; any attack that flew out from it caused both sides of the fierce battle to constantly avoid it, fearing even a slight graze.

No other reason than that this was a battle between two high-level Star Lord Realm experts.

"Hu Chuan!"

In the midst of the battle, an old man in a black robe, holding a long sword, laughed loudly after forcing his opponent back with a Sword Qi.

"Your Qingqiu Fox Clan is doomed today!"

"Hmph!"

The old man called Hu Chuan snorted coldly, his five tails flying behind him. Even though his white robe was stained with blood, his Aura showed no weakness. He raised the long sword in his hand and said in a deep voice,

"The battle isn't over yet. Don't speak too soon."

"What, you don't really think that at this point, a miracle will still happen, do you?"

The black-robed old man sneered, pointing his blood-stained long sword towards the ground below.

"Your people seem to be unable to hold on anymore."

The two warring factions on the ground were naturally the Qingqiu Fox Clan and the Nether Python Clan.

From the look of the battle, the Nether Python Clan had already gained the upper hand. No matter how desperately the Qingqiu Fox Clan resisted, they could not reverse the decline, and defeat was only a matter of time.

Hu Chuan's face was heavy. He naturally saw the situation on the field clearly, and even he felt a sense of powerlessness in this almost overwhelming situation.

If only the Family Head were fine...

Thinking of this, Hu Chuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

Their Qingqiu Fox Clan was originally much weaker than the Nether Python Clan. Fortunately, their Family Head, Hu Yuxuan, always had a slight edge over the Nether Python Clan's Family Head in terms of strength, which kept the status between the two clans balanced.

But as their Family Head was seriously injured and fell into a coma due to an accident, the delicate balance between the two great Families was immediately broken. Within a few days, the other party launched an attack with the full strength of their clan.

The one leading them was the black-robed old man opposite him, Grand Elder You Feng, the Nether Python Clan's Grand Elder.

In terms of cultivation, Hu Chuan was not weaker than his opponent; both were at the Seventh Heaven of the Star Lord Realm, so they were evenly matched.

But he alone could not sway the outcome of the battle. Besides the battlefield on the ground, even the elite battle between the two clans in the air saw their Qingqiu Fox Clan at a disadvantage.

However, what puzzled Hu Chuan the most was why the Nether Python Clan's Family Head had not shown up since the beginning of the battle. If he had joined, this battle would have ended long ago.

"Enough nonsense, again!"

"Grand Elder!"

Just as Hu Chuan was about to attack again, a familiar voice rang in his ear.

"Hmm?"

Hu Chuan's body stiffened. He instinctively turned his head and his eyes widened instantly when he saw the figures suddenly appearing before him.

"Qianxue, why are you back?!"

Saying this, Hu Chuan turned his gaze to Hu Yue beside him, his tone becoming angry.

"Hu Yue, have you forgotten everything I told you?!

Why did you bring this girl back?!"

He couldn't help but be angry. The Qingqiu Fox Clan's defeat was only a matter of time now.

As the Grand Elder, he could only perish with the clan while preserving a portion of the Qingqiu Fox Clan's Bloodline for a future resurgence.

For this, he had specifically sent a message to Hu Yue, telling her to take Hu Qianxue and leave the Eastern Lin Domain.

He had thought that they had already successfully escaped, but he didn't expect them to return now. How could this not anger Hu Chuan?

"Grand Elder..."

Hearing this, Hu Yue opened her mouth, just about to say something, when she was interrupted by a sudden burst of laughter.

"Ah hahaha, so your clan's Young Miss is here."

Grand Elder You Feng's gaze focused on Hu Qianxue, and he sneered,

"The purest Bloodline of the Qingqiu Fox Clan, eh? It's perfect. Our Young Lord has joined the Luofu Sect and been accepted as a Disciple by Celestial Venerable Luo Jie. Taking you back to be his concubine would be just right."

"Hmm?"

Upon hearing this, everyone except Zhang Liang and Li Ming changed their expressions.

The Luofu Sect, one of the three major forces in the Eastern Lin Domain, with tens of thousands of Disciples, was a true behemoth.

Its Sect Master, Luo Jie, had achieved a Breakthrough into the Celestial Venerable Realm three hundred years ago and was quite famous even in the surrounding domains.

"What about the Luofu Sect?"

Hu Chuan stepped forward, standing in front of Hu Qianxue to shield her, and cursed at Grand Elder You Feng,

"With your Young Lord's meager cultivation, how dare he covet my Young Miss? He simply doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth."

"Hmph, what do you know!"

After being scolded by Hu Chuan, Grand Elder You Feng's expression also turned cold, and he said chillingly,

"My Young Lord possesses the potential of a Celestial Venerable. How can his future achievements be judged by someone like you?"

"More talk is useless!"

As Hu Chuan raised the long sword in his hand, he secretly sent a message to the few people behind him.

"Elder Hu Yue, quickly take this girl and leave here. Do not try to be brave again. It's not too late to avenge our clan later."

At this moment, Hu Chuan only wanted to preserve the Bloodline of the Qingqiu Fox Clan. For this, he had already prepared to fight to the death to cover their retreat.

"No, Grandpa Chuan."

But to his surprise, Hu Qianxue shook her head slightly, indicating refusal.

Before Hu Chuan could react, Hu Qianxue turned and bowed to the two unfamiliar men.

"Please, two Elders, lend a hand and resolve the crisis of my Fox Clan."

"Hmm."

As Hu Qianxue spoke, Zhang Liang and Li Ming exchanged glances, then simultaneously made their move.

"Leave the ones above to me."

As Zhang Liang spoke, he raised his right hand, then slowly fanned it forward.

"Buzz!"

As Zhang Liang made his move, the Spiritual Qi in this world suddenly paused, then began to furiously converge in one place, quickly forming a giant palm that carried a terrifying Aura and fanned towards Grand Elder You Feng not far away.

"Hmm???"

Grand Elder You Feng stood frozen in place. It wasn't until the palm wind carried by the attack brushed his cheek that he reacted, and a look of terror immediately appeared on his face.

"This is... Celestial Venerable Realm?!"

As soon as Grand Elder You Feng finished speaking, the giant palm had already flown close. He could only powerlessly strike out with several Sword Qi to resist.

But a single person and a single sword were quite insignificant before this Spiritual Qi giant palm. Grand Elder You Feng's Sword Qi couldn't even slow it down.

The moment the two connected, Zhang Liang, not far away, slightly clenched his palm, and the Spiritual Qi giant palm also contracted, followed instantly by Grand Elder You Feng's scream.

"Ah!!"

The shrill scream made one's scalp tingle, but very quickly, the sound came to an abrupt halt.

Zhang Liang spread his hand. Within the Spiritual Qi giant palm, Grand Elder You Feng's figure disappeared, replaced by a giant python, covered in black scales, motionless and having lost its Life Qi.

The Grand Elder of the Nether Python Clan, fallen!