Mortal: I became invincible after becoming sworn brothers with Han Li.

At this moment, the battle between the Qian and Yang families in the Yang Family Palace Square was nearing its end.

Ten disciples of the Qian family were seen relentlessly attacking a massive protective spiritual barrier in the center of the hall. Behind the barrier, a dozen or so members of the Yang family were desperately trying to maintain the last vestige of their life-saving protection.

Around the square, there were more than a dozen corpses lying haphazardly, most of them Yang family disciples, and only a few Qian family disciples dressed in dark blue robes.

The Yang family members, already suffering considerable injuries from the Black Robe Blood Poison attack, resumed fighting without receiving treatment. In contrast, the Qian family disciples were not only completely unharmed, but their cultivation levels were all above the tenth level of Qi Refining.

With the balance of power shifting, not long after the battle began, many Yang family disciples were injured again. Although Yang Jinglong was at the peak of Qi Refining, he was already suffering from internal injuries. He not only had to fight off a master from the Qian family at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, but also had to protect his third brother, Yang Jingchen, who was poisoned and unable to fight anymore. He simply couldn't spare any time to help him.

As for the Yang sisters, Yang Taizhong and Yang Qingqi, their cultivation level was only at the tenth level of Qi Refining. In addition, they were being "taken care of" by experts among the Qian family disciples, so they were unable to spare any time to help other family disciples and could only barely protect themselves.

However, some disciples of the Qian family, lacking sufficient cultivation and combat awareness, were killed by the Yang family disciples. Even so, the scales of victory in this battle continued to tip in favor of the Qian family.

Seeing that if the Yang family disciples continued to be scattered, they would soon be killed by the Qian family members, Yang Taizhong fought back with all his might, knocking away the Qian family disciple he was fighting. He then called the remaining Yang family members to his side and once again used a combined secret technique, which is how the battle has been dragged out until now.

"Father, we can't hold out like this for long. We're all injured, and after that big battle, most of our spiritual energy is already depleted. If we can't think of another way, our Yang family will really be wiped out by those bastards from the Qian family!" Yang Jinglong said, his face pale as he supported his spiritual shield.

Yang Taizhong was also pale, having also exhausted himself. Hearing Yang Jinglong's words, he couldn't help but feel a bitter taste in his mouth. He knew all this, but now he had no good solution.

Yang's second son, the only Foundation Establishment cultivator in the family, is probably in an even more difficult situation than they are now. Although he has received the full support of the family over the years and all of his magical artifacts have been replaced, he is now facing two Foundation Establishment cultivators working together, not to mention that one of them is in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. It is uncertain whether he can escape.

The Yang sisters, Qingqi and Xue Du, were also deathly pale. They had clearly heard the lewd laughter of the black-robed, poisonous man, and were filled with fear. Even though their spiritual energy was almost depleted, they gritted their teeth and persevered.

"Senior, if only you were still in the Yang family..." Yang Qinghan, who was struggling to maintain her spiritual barrier, suddenly had this thought in her mind for some reason.

Mingming had always been suspicious and disdainful of the other party, thinking that as a Foundation Establishment senior, the other party was actually greedy for the benefits of their Yang family before he would help his father get rid of the fire poison. Such a person must not be a good senior.

But now, seeing the tragic state of the Yang family and knowing that they could not stop the Qian family, she and her sister would also fall into the hands of that black-robed cultivator. For a moment, she was filled with grief and couldn't help but think of the scene when Li Yunfan rescued her in time at Shuangtou Mountain.

She grew up in Tieyan Mountain and had never even left Ningzhou. She had never experienced the true cruelty of the cultivation world. The incident on Shuangtou Mountain was her first experience. Although it left some shadows in her heart, thanks to Li Yunfan's timely rescue and her father's recovery, she soon returned to being the innocent little girl she used to be.

Now, facing a true life-or-death situation and her impending tragic fate, she naturally thought of the person who had saved her in time.

Within the Yang family, only the three brothers, Yang Taizhong and Yang Jinglong, knew Li Yunfan's whereabouts and reasons. Since Yang Jingshen had not contacted them, they assumed that Li Yunfan had already successfully subdued the spirit fire and left, so they naturally did not place their hopes on him.

Just then, a soft "crack" sound suddenly came from the protective barrier that the Yang family had jointly erected. Immediately afterwards, several deep cracks appeared on the surface of the barrier and continued to spread outwards.

Upon seeing this, the Yang family members' expressions changed drastically, while the Qian family members all showed joy.

"Give it your all! The Yang family is about to give up. If we take them down, the patriarch will surely reward us handsomely when he returns!"

"Keep attacking, don't stop!"

Seeing that they were about to shatter the protective barrier jointly erected by the Yang family, the members of the Qian family burst into laughter and intensified their attack.

In an instant, countless fireballs and ice spikes fiercely rushed towards the precarious protective shield.

"Bang!"

A moment later, the protective shield finally gave way and shattered into countless points of light. Yang Taizhong, Yang Qingqi, and the other Yang family disciples who had joined forces to perform the secret technique also coughed up blood again and fell to the ground, their eyes dim.

"Hahaha, it's finally broken!"

Upon seeing this, the disciples of the Thousand Families burst into laughter again. Then, under the command of a disciple at the twelfth level of Qi Refining, they prepared to capture everyone alive.

At this moment, Yang Qinghan's face was ashen, blood still lingered at the corner of her lips, and she looked at the Qian family members who were gradually approaching her with fear in her eyes, as if she could see her own tragic future. Tears streamed down her face, and her body trembled slightly involuntarily.

Just as she was so scared that her breath almost stopped, her pupils suddenly dilated, and at the same time, an indescribable emotion welled up in her heart, a mixture of excitement, joy, and even a hint of grievance.

"They're here! Senior has come to save us!" Yang Qinghan shouted excitedly.

Upon hearing this, the rest of the Yang family looked at Yang Qinghan, not understanding why she would suddenly say such a thing, since they had clearly not seen anything.

Upon seeing this, the Qian family disciple who walked up to Yang Qinghan let out a disdainful sneer.

"Young Miss Yang is truly spoiled and pampered. Has she gone mad with fear? With the Qian family patriarch and Senior Blood Poison here, who would dare to come to your rescue? Even if they did, I could kill them with a wave of my hand!"

The rest of the Qian family members also laughed, feeling that the Yang family members were all useless, not as good as the Qian family, and unworthy of occupying this spiritual vein and its abundant resources.

As Yang Taizhong and Yang Jinglong lay on the ground, listening to the mockery of the Qian family disciples, a blush rose to their pale faces. It was unclear whether it was from anger at the Qian family disciples, Yang Qinghan, or both.

Seeing her younger sister in this state, Yang Qingqi's eyes filled with even deeper sorrow, and her face was filled with endless grief...

"Oh? I'd like to see how you kill me with a wave of your hand!"

As a chilling voice rang out, an extremely powerful divine sense pressure suddenly enveloped the Yang family square, causing the expressions of the ten disciples of the Qian family to change drastically.

Before they could even put up a fight, the extremely powerful divine pressure doubled again, forcing them to their knees with a thud!