The stolen magic is a bit magical

Suddenly, the valley in front of them shook violently.

A giant python burst out of the ground.

Three Li elders pounced forward, brandishing their swords and spears. The giant python shuddered, and the three elders were sent flying.

The giant python lowered its head, and a silver horn on its head shot out beams of silver light. The invisible silver light was like sword light, chasing after the three elders. Two elders dodged suddenly. Wherever the silver light went, the mountain behind them was cut like a knife. One elder could not dodge in time and was cut in two by the silver light.

"The mount of the Desolate Righteous Path, the One-Horned Desolate Python!" Li Feiyang shouted.

"It's going to aid the righteous path!" Li Xueyi shouted, "King of the Ferocious, attack!"

The ferocious beast beneath them suddenly charged out, and Lin Xiaosu and the other two on its back were simultaneously thrown away.

With a loud crash, the two giant beasts collided.

As the ferocious king's claws fell, they opened a bloody gash on the giant python's back. But the giant python flipped over, its massive body coiling around the ferocious king. With a single roll, it flattened a hillside.

The master is fighting to the death, and so is his steed.

One Li tribe claimed the title of king, and another Huang tribe claimed the title of king; neither would yield to the other…

In the chaos, a Wilderness Clan elder charged straight at Li Feiyang, who let out a long roar and joined the battle.

Another elder of the Wilderness Clan started from the slope, leaping and stirring up the wind and clouds. He spread his claws in the air like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, heading straight for Lin Xiaosu.

"Here we go again, my refinement, my elegance..." Li Xueyi sighed helplessly, her body trembled, and she transformed into a fireball to meet the attack.

However, she has just left.

A sharp claw pierced through the clouds and mist, heading straight for Lin Xiaosu.

Li Xueyi caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of her eye, and her heart trembled violently.

This claw is the wrong size!

It was a full four feet in diameter!

This is a half-step into the fourth realm...

"Husband, be careful..." she cried out.

Lin Xiaosu raised her hand, and a long sword appeared in her hand.

boom!
The heavy blow of parting affection struck the giant hand with tremendous force.

With this strike, he was sent flying off the ground, retreating more than ten feet away.

Half-step to the fourth realm, in terms of cultivation, even if it can't be considered half-step to the Enlightenment realm, it should be at the level of the Great Perfection of the Sky-Gazing realm. In other words, this person's cultivation and combat power are probably at the same level as Kun Cang Feng Ji.

Feng Ji swept through the ranks below the Enlightenment Realm in Kun Cang and is widely recognized as the number one person below the Enlightenment Realm.

Lin Xiaosu had finally encountered such combat power.

With just one strike, he was sent flying backward.

The elder let out a roar, like a monkey crying for its cub, and his sharp claws arrived again, covering the ten-zhang space in the blink of an eye.

Lin Xiaosu raised her hand and once again unleashed her sword, a strike imbued with deep sorrow.

boom!
This time he flew even further, blood streaming from his tiger's mouth, and fell into the deep pool below.

"Husband..." Li Xueyi could no longer care about anything. Flames suddenly erupted from her entire body, transforming into a lotus flower. The lotus flower trembled violently, and the elder who was fighting with her was completely shattered.

With a stomp of her foot, she shattered a boulder on the mountain peak, and like an arrow released from a bow, her entire body transformed into a blooming red lotus, shooting towards the deep pool below.

From the deep pool, the water splashed by Lin Xiaosu shot skyward.

Above, a figure swooped down.

His claws were twice the size of a millstone.

A cultivation level at the half-step fourth realm.

A downward strike from mid-air.

A battle to the death...

Everything seemed to indicate that Lin Xiaosu was facing the most dangerous attack since her debut.

However, Lin Xiaosu suddenly laughed.

With a gentle lift of his hand, the water in the deep pool rose with the sword.

A faint, hazy light emanated from above, and beneath it, the world seemed to have suddenly transformed into the misty, rainy landscape of Jiangnan...

The misty rain surged, centered on his hand.

A gust of wind blew by, and the elder who had been swooping down from the air suddenly became like a leaf in the wind.

The ferocious attack turned into a gentle breeze, and the savagery on his face transformed into intense fear...

puff!
He was shot with arrows of blood all over his body at the same time.

His people fell apart, their flesh scattered in pieces.

Lin Xiaosu turned around and stepped out of the deep pool with an elegant and unparalleled posture.

A flash of fire appeared in the air, and Li Xueyi descended through the air, landing in front of him.

The intense worry on her face was suddenly replaced by an expression of disbelief. She stared at the half-corpse floating in the pool, her chest rising and falling gently.

"Husband, you..."

"The battle continues, let's go!" Lin Xiaosu smiled at her and soared into the sky.

The battle above is nearing its end, but the closer it gets to the end, the more dangerous it becomes. The masters are facing a true life-or-death situation, and the trump cards they unleash are immeasurable.

Li Xueyi went berserk.

Li Feiyang also went berserk.

Occasionally, the two siblings would bump into each other. When Li Feiyang saw Li Xueyi, he was startled and exclaimed, "You must go and take care of him!"

"No need to take care of him, his sword... is beautiful!"

Li Xueyi's voice reached Li Feiyang's ears amidst the chaotic battle. Li Feiyang immediately suspected that his sister had developed a problem from the fight. What did she mean by "the sword is beautiful"?
If you don't take good care of him, his body will definitely not look beautiful...

He couldn't understand his sister.

It was simply because he hadn't witnessed Lin Xiaosu's "Tears of Parting" in person.

This "Tears of Parting" pose is beautiful and stunning.

Once you see it, you'll never forget that unforgettable, deeply captivating charm of kendo.

Li Xueyi saw it once.

She knew that Lin Xiaosu's swordsmanship was something no one else needed to worry about.

He could kill even someone at the half-step fourth realm with a single sword strike. Who in the arena could deliver a fatal blow to him?
Unless it's the righteous path!

However, the battle on the side of Huangzhengdao was the most intense.

The three most terrifyingly powerful individuals nearly shattered the valley...

Huang Zhengdao was defeated and forced to retreat by the combined forces of Li Qiangu, who was at the same cultivation level as him, and the Grand Elder of the Li Clan. However, he was a survivor of the Great Wilderness, and his fighting spirit was stronger than anyone else's. He was the type to fight like a madman, capable of beating even the Heavenly King to a pulp.

Despite being covered in countless injuries, his combat strength only grew stronger.

With a roar, he took a heavy blow from Li Qiangu, but suddenly grabbed the Grand Elder.

With a swift movement, he tore the Grand Elder in two.

After a long and fierce battle, he finally killed one of his enemies.

Unfortunately, before he could even rejoice, a golden longsword slashed at his neck.

With this strike, Huang Zhengdao's head flew high into the air.

boom!
His head exploded in mid-air, and a mountain peak crumbled into nothingness.

The remaining dozen or so elders of the Wilderness Clan shouted in unison, "Clan Leader..."

Chi!
With a swift strike of the long blade that Li Qiangu's right hand had transformed into, the head of the Great Wilderness Python below flew off. The Ferocious King, who had been locked in combat with the python for a long time, soared into the sky, roaring angrily.

The elders of the Wilderness Clan simultaneously flew back, retreating towards the valley behind them.

Li Qiangu stepped forward, his foot stomping on three people like a golden mountain crashing into the ground, blocking their escape route.

The Li ethnic elders attacked from behind, and the ten top elders were turned into mincemeat almost instantly.

The last elder gazed into the distance. The Desolate Clan was so close, yet to him, they were worlds away. What was worse, a large group of elders had already arrived…

Knock on reinforcements, knock on reinforcements...

Which bastard came up with this idea?

Damn it.

Chi!
The long sword flashed across the sky, and the last elder's head flew off.

The most elite members of the Wilderness Clan were completely wiped out!
Rumble!
Three hundred giant beasts, carrying three hundred elders of the Desolate Clan, arrived at the valley.

Originally, it possessed an imposing and overwhelming momentum, with the potential to swallow the heavens.

However, when they saw the golden war god standing tall and upright below the mountain, and the four hundred elders of the Li tribe, they were all startled at the same time.

What about the head of your own family?
What about their own top-level elder council?
Oh my god, they're gone...

Without this top-level force, even three hundred elders would be no match for the opponent.

Li Qiangu grinned and laughed heartily: "My son-in-law's strategy, the third step, is to use the strong to bully the weak. Brilliant!"

On any other day, if Li Qiangu had uttered the term "worthy son-in-law," it would likely have caused a huge uproar among the elders, leading to a three-day, three-night heated debate among the entire Li clan about whether it was "suitable" or "unsuitable." But today, the elders completely ignored the term; they were filled with ecstatic joy.

The Wilderness Clan is a large ethnic group that rivals the Li people.

The long-standing shadow hanging over the Li people has finally been completely torn away today!
It's a simple three-step process...

"Annihilation!" Li Qiangu raised his hand, and the great battle began...

He took a step forward and went straight into the army of elders, trampling on whatever was under his feet, whether it was ancient ferocious beasts or swords and spears.

The Demon King soared into the sky, his enormous form covering the mountains and rivers for ten miles below.

The elders, like a surging tide, rushed forward as if they had been injected with chicken blood.

A quarter of an hour!

Half of the three hundred elders of the Desolate Clan were killed!
Half an hour!
Clear all!

"Fourth step, Desolate Peak!" Li Qiangu waved his hand, and the elders rushed towards the Desolate Clan's main camp.

The top echelons of the Wilderness Clan have been completely wiped out. Only three things remain: conquest, conquest, and more conquest...

The Li siblings and Lin Xiaosu did not participate in the final battle.

On the mountain peak, Li Feiyang slowly turned his gaze from the distance: "Clan wars, can they really be played like this?"

no answer.

Li Xueyi, who was beside him, was staring in one direction, seemingly lost in thought.

Standing there was a person, Lin Xiaosu.

In his hand was a black bamboo, as black as ink, called the Wanzai Hollow Bamboo.

It grows underground and has no leaves.

Unlike ordinary bamboo, and even the complete opposite, it grows incredibly slowly.

It wouldn't even grow one section in a hundred years.

And in this valley there is a bamboo plant with as many as a hundred segments.

What does it mean?
This means it has been around for at least 10,000 years.

“Brother, your flute was destroyed by Huang Zhengdao. It seems you want to make a new flute. I really want to ask you, is the tune you want to play right now ‘Floating Clouds Disperse’?” Li Feiyang smiled gently.

Time stands still underground.

There is no day or night underground.

But each race has its own way of measuring day and night.

For example, among the long-eared tribe, it is generally morning when the beautiful women in the tribe comb their hair neatly and tidy up the hair on the tips of their ears.

The long-eared clan chief looked at the beautiful young woman beside him with admiration in his eyes.

That skin, that hair, that figure—I wonder which boy will be lucky enough to have her someday. How come she's getting prettier and prettier? Is this what they call a father's unique perspective?

Suddenly, those cute little ears stood up.

A pair of bright eyes below the small ears were staring in one direction...

The clan leader followed her gaze and was taken aback.

Someone jumped over the clear water river in front of them.

The Qingshui River is sacred; who would dare to jump into it?

Upon seeing this person again, he was even more shocked—it was the Grand Elder!
The wise and prudent elder actually crossed the river by jumping. What's even more outrageous is that with the next jump, he reached the middle of the mountain, and with the next jump, he reached the outside of his palace.

"Something's happened! Something terrible!" His youngest daughter, Er Yan'er, let out a soft sigh. (End of Chapter)