Han Clan Immortals: I have a hundredfold energy-gathering bottle

The man looked around the front and back of the pavilion, then suddenly lowered his voice towards Han Chilu, a strange expression on his face.

"It's not as simple as Brother Lu thinks. Ever since the Yuan family took over the market, it's been said that it's a three-way co-governance, but we only see members of their family around."

"After the old Taoist priest from Xiling disappeared, his disciples were all killed by the Yuan family. The formation fell into their hands, and the rules of the market changed."

"You may not know about your Qingzhu Pavilion and the Wang family's Huifeng Pavilion, but all the other shops have received increased commissions, and even the stall fees have increased..."

"And I heard that old man Wu was assassinated because a member of the Yuan family wanted to place the ferry service under their control."

After hearing this, Han Chilu remained silent for a moment, realizing that there was truth to it; it truly seemed like something the Yuan family would do.

He received a letter from his clan a few days ago, informing him that he had been instructed to leave the affairs of the neighborhood to his own devices and not to have any thoughts of getting involved.

I couldn't say much about it myself, so I just said it lightly.

"Stop talking like that, especially after drinking. Don't let anyone hear it... The Yuan family is powerful, and my family won't compete with them. The fact that the market has changed its appearance is just a helpless act."

Ji Weigong smiled and said again.

"Let's not talk about that, Brother Lu. I've recently heard news that some demonic cultivators have entered our county, coming from the lake."

"The Donglu Market is close to the lake, so I'm afraid it will be affected. Do you have any plans?"

Demonic cultivators enter the county...

He himself was unaware of this news, and not even his family had sent a message. Ji Weigong truly lived up to his reputation for being well-informed.

Han Chilu was about to ask something more when he heard a loud bang outside the market, the sound of the array vibrating.

His heart sank immediately, as if he had guessed something.

"Could it be a demonic cultivator?"

Han Chilu stepped out of the pavilion and looked towards the horizon, where everything was already shrouded in darkness.

Various malevolent energies intertwined, and the cold energy was momentarily overwhelmed, revealing several figures standing within the black mist.

Immediately, two auras rose from the market, facing each other from afar; they were Qi Refining cultivators sent here by the Yuan family.

One of them seemed to be a junior member of the Yuan family who had recently broken through to the next level. He looked at the number of demonic cultivators outside the formation, which was no less than five, and his face turned pale. Even the air beneath him began to tremble.

Yuan Chengduan remained relatively calm, standing on a small plate, though his expression was somewhat gloomy.

He ascended into the air, revealing his mid-stage cultivation level. He cupped his hands and transmitted his voice to the figures outside the formation.

"You are all cultivators from the south. This market is jointly guarded by the Gaowang Yuan family and the Huannan family. The formation is strong and the spiritual veins are inexhaustible. There are many such places in Linjiang. I hope that you cultivators will move to another place."

Upon hearing this, the leading cultivator outside the formation chuckled softly, a sound like a cough from a sick person, emanating from the black mist.

"Gao Wang Yuan family, you dare to use your name to intimidate me? We came from the three islands at sea, and followed you into the battle to destroy our clan. We even broke into a Foundation Establishment sect several times."

"Now that we've arrived at the lake, hahaha, do you think we'd be afraid of the reputation of your little Qi-refining clan...?"

The monk who had spoken stopped there, and a black axe appeared in his hand.

As soon as this object appeared, the demonic cultivators behind it retreated, some out of fear, some shouting, some laughing, and some making a ruckus.

The fastest retreater was an ugly-looking cultivator, his back hunched over, making a rustling sound.

"Hehehe, this [Great Hu Xing Ba Axe] can be offered early this time, so there's no need to worry about when it will fall on my head."

"You, Shujiuzi, you used to refine other people's disciples into spiritual objects and still dared to come here with the group. I admire you for that... Now that they have received a treasure bestowed by the master and are wielding an axe to clear the way, I'll smash your skull open with one blow that day, and I'll clean up the mess for you."

The man in the black robe, whose face was obscured, ignored the voice behind him.

The black mist beneath him immediately transformed into several large hands, which barely lifted the black axe and slashed down at the formation.

The axe fell silently, yet it shattered the Yimai Yingkan Formation, which was comparable to a high-grade Qi Refining Formation, instantly.

"Late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, Foundation Establishment artifacts... what exactly is the origin of these demonic cultivators?"

As the formation shattered, the token at Yuan Chengduan's waist also fell to the ground, serving no purpose whatsoever.

Looking at the scene before him, he was filled with despair and had no will to resist. He turned to the disciple who was in the early stage of Qi Refining and gave him instructions.

"After you cast the flying talisman given to you by your family, go home and tell the head of the family a few words. Remember not to miss a single word."

"The demonic cultivators are powerful, with some Foundation Establishment cultivators behind them. They will cause chaos on the mountain. We must not be careless. Tell the patriarch and the family to withdraw their troops and return to the clan. It must be done quickly!"

"From now on, stay at home and do not lay a hand on the Han family again..."

These few sentences were spoken quickly, almost like fabricated excuses, yet their content was utterly shocking.

All of this was news that this member of the Yuan family had never heard before, and the shock it brought him was almost greater than that of the demonic cultivator in front of him.

"So, my family has sent troops eastward, preparing to take action against the Han family? It turns out that maintaining order in the market was just an excuse to cover up the troop movements within our family."

"Our ancestor has actually broken through to the late stage of Qi Refining and is currently hiding in the Han family's territory..."

Seeing that the junior was silent and dizzy on the spot, Yuan Chengduan immediately urged him to wake up.

"Sir, have you remembered this? Go quickly, and don't look back."

Yuan Xingguan snapped out of his daze and immediately understood his uncle's intention: to use his life to cover his escape.

Shock and grief flashed across his still-childish face, instantly turning into a few cold tears that fell down his cheeks.

Yuan Xingguan fell silent resolutely, glanced at Yuan Chengduan before him once more, as if to etch this uncle into his memory, and then spoke.

"I will remember this, Uncle. Take care. I'm off."

After saying this, he slapped two talismans on his feet, and his body instantly transformed into the shape of a flying poisonous insect, heading north.

Yuan Chengduan looked ahead and saw that the Yimai Yingkan Formation was built against the Lingshan Mountain on Guanglu Lake, with the two complementing each other.

The former was cleaved by the axe, turning into water vapor and dissipating, which also affected the spiritual energy of the lake and caused it to decline.

But now is not the time to think about that. The formation only blocked the demonic cultivators from the south for a moment before it shattered completely.

Seeing that the outer formation had been broken, the demonic cultivators in the black mist behind them moved faster and faster than the next.

They all bypassed the axe-wielding cultivator from behind, riding the wind, and each used their own methods to enter the market.

Yuan Chengduan tried to stop them, but was grabbed by many hands and feet that reached out from the black mist.

Before he could even beg for mercy, his limbs were torn off, blood splattered all over the ground, and even his internal organs were shaken out.

Shujiuzi took the still-warm intestines, while the other organs, such as the heart and lungs, were snatched away by the other cultivators.

A cultivator offered Yuan Chengduan's head to the axe-wielding man at the top, but he didn't even glance at it and smashed it to pieces with a single palm strike.

It slowly looked down and opened its mouth.

Regardless of their relationship with him, all the demonic cultivators below looked at him and listened respectfully as he gave his instructions.

"Slaughter them all in this market, leave no one alive, to welcome the great man behind us."