Cultivation begins with forming a bond with a spirit bee.

Chapter 65 The Battle of Sun Quan

After the great formation was broken, under the organization of the Hou family patriarch, many Hou family disciples barely suppressed their panic and faced the Sun family cultivators head-on.

But they soon realized that they were not without a chance of winning.

Although the giant pillar of light blasted a large hole in the great formation, there was only one such hole.

After guarding the only cave entrance, the group continuously unleashed ranged spells to repel the Sun family cultivators. The Sun family cultivators were repelled several times, suffering minor casualties.

For a moment, the two sides were deadlocked.

Inside the formation, many Hou family disciples secretly breathed a sigh of relief, their tense emotions easing somewhat.

A glimmer of hope also emerged in the hearts of several high-ranking officials.

Maybe there's still a chance?

Only the Hou family patriarch looked serious, raising his head and staring intently at the sky above.

There, three blurry figures were entangled together, constantly emanating spiritual energy that swept away the earth and trees on the mountain.

He knew perfectly well that his ancestor could not withstand the two men's attack for long. Once his ancestor died, what would he use to resist the two Foundation Establishment cultivators?

It's just a last-ditch effort to put up a fight.

He paused for a moment, and then Hou Fangping rushed over from behind.

The situation was critical, and Hou Fangping didn't even bother with formalities. He immediately reported, "Clan leader, Zhilan's condition has been ascertained."

"I opened the door to the meditation room, and inside there was only an overturned empty porcelain bottle, and — a pile of ashes."

After saying that, he lowered his head, not daring to look at the clan leader's face.

Hou Zhilan has always been the clan leader's closest junior. The clan leader watched her grow up from childhood and took good care of her in his daily life.

Now that he has died such a tragic death, the clan leader must be feeling terrible.

"Has the ashes been collected?"

The clan chief's calm voice came from behind.

"Everything is contained, clan leader, you—"

Hou Fangping nodded and asked with concern.

"It's alright. Life and death are predestined; it's all her fate."

The clan chief waved his hand and said seriously, "Alright, Fang Ping, I have a task for you now, and you must complete it well."

"Please speak, clan leader."

"Go and find three mounts for transportation, and hurry!"

"yes!"

Although Hou Fangping was puzzled, he did not ask any further questions. He simply clasped his hands in a fist salute and hurriedly ran off in another direction.

After Hou Fangping ran away, the clan leader stood on high ground, his gaze sweeping over the many Hou family disciples, silently assessing each one in his mind.

A moment later, he made his decision.

As divine sense reached out, an urgent summons resounded in the minds of the three people below.

These three were all disciples whose cultivation levels were neither high nor low, and who were generally quite composed.

Although the three were extremely surprised, they followed the instructions of the clan leader in their minds and did not show any unusual behavior. They came to pay their respects without changing their expressions.

"Greetings, Chieftain!"

The three bowed.

The Hou family patriarch didn't keep them in suspense and said directly, "The great battle is coming up, and the three of you don't need to participate."

The three of them were all startled and looked at each other in bewilderment.

"A mount will be delivered later. I will take you to the back mountain, where there is a secret passage that was opened up in the early years. Only my ancestor and I in the entire Hou family know about it."

"You must leave through that secret passage, and under no circumstances can you turn back, understand?"

this--

One of the disciples spoke up: "Clan leader, why are there three of us—"

The clan chief did not answer the question, but instead took out three storage bags from his bosom and presented them to them.

"Here are the resources I prepared in advance: two hundred spirit stones each, two mid-grade magic artifacts, and a rubbing of an important cultivation technique of my Hou family."

"Even if only one of you manages to escape, the Hou family will not be wiped out."

"The mission of continuing the family business is now in your hands."

The three of them took the storage bag in a daze, still unable to process the news, and were more or less incredulous.

Just moments ago I was worried about dying in the chaos of battle, but now I have a way out.

While the three were still in a daze, Hou Fangping ran over with three spirit beast bags.

The Hou family patriarch took the spirit beast pouch and handed it to the three of them, instructing them: "Remember, if you manage to escape, you must remain anonymous and not reveal the Hou family name until you have reached the Foundation Establishment stage."

All three nodded in silence, their expressions solemn.

As they were talking, a sudden explosion of magical attacks came from ahead.

The Sun family has launched another attack!

"There's no time to lose, I'll take you there now."

The Hou family patriarch used his magic to quickly lead the three to the back mountain.

After a while, he returned alone.

At this time, the Sun family cultivators had advanced to about thirty feet.

For cultivators, this distance is practically within arm's reach!

Hou Fangping, who was standing to the side, was already prepared to die, his eyes filled with complex emotions: "Clan leader, why don't you leave? If you leave, wouldn't the hope be greater—"

"Fang Ping," the Hou family patriarch said gently, "we old folks can't leave, and neither can those disciples with better talent."

"The Sun family knows a great deal about us. The absence of any one of us on the battlefield will alert them."

"Only those middle disciples have a greater chance of escaping."

Hou Fangping suddenly realized, but then became worried: "But clan leader, there are only three of them, what if—"

"Rest assured."

The Hou family patriarch gathered spiritual light in his hand and unleashed a spell that struck a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator from the Sun family who was attempting to force his way in, repelling him.

"A few days ago, I arranged for ten disciples to be outside, their storage bags filled with blank booklets, as a shield for these three."

It turned out to be the case.

Hou Fangping's doubts vanished, leaving only a sense of uncertainty about the future of the Hou family.

Outside the battle formation, Sun Shaofeng listened to his disciples report the casualties, his brows furrowed.

"They're so difficult to deal with."

"It seems we'll have to resort to some special methods."

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Subsequently, Sun Shaofeng summoned the five people who had been arranged in advance.

These five people were all elderly; three of them were at the sixth level of Qi Refining, and the remaining two were at the seventh level of Qi Refining.

"Please, uncles."

Sun Shaofeng bowed deeply.

The five men didn't say much, nodded, handed their storage bags to Sun Shaofeng, and kept only two items.

A talisman, a round bead-shaped object.

One of the elderly men spoke up: "Remember your promise to us."

Sun Shaofeng nodded: "Don't worry, I, Sun Shaofeng, would never deceive my own family."

The five exchanged glances, and two elders at the seventh level of Qi Refining took the lead in setting off.

They slapped the talismans onto their bodies and infused them with magical power.

The talisman burned silently, and a layer of pale golden light spread out from the burning area, enveloping the two people from head to toe.

First-grade superior amulet.

As soon as the light shield was formed, the two rushed toward the gap in the formation one after the other, with the other three following far behind.

The Hou family disciples immediately noticed the two rapidly approaching auras.

Dozens or even hundreds of spells suddenly appeared, engulfing the two late-stage cultivators.

Even at the late stage of Qi Refining, it is absolutely impossible to withstand hundreds of attack spells head-on.

The protective shields on their bodies only held out for a moment before being shattered, their bodies almost turning into minced meat.

But in that instant, they stepped across the cave entrance and poured their last bit of magic power into the two round beads.

A dark red crack flashed across the surface of the bead very quickly, like a piece of charcoal being crushed.

Then came two deafening explosions.

Two bolts of lightning exploded simultaneously, overlapping to form an extremely dazzling white sphere, which then rose again at the opening.

Lightning, accompanied by scorching shockwaves, swept outwards in all directions, tearing away the nearest cover as if it were made of paper.

Several of the Hou family disciples at the front were unable to dodge in time and, without uttering a sound, were reduced to dust and vanished in the impact.

Some disciples were blinded by the lightning, some were blasted away, and others instinctively retreated.

The defense line broke down in that instant.

Before the lightning had dissipated, three more figures rushed in, their pale golden shield barely managing to withstand the remaining power of the lightning.

The Hou family patriarch's eyes narrowed. He shouted "Don't retreat!" and used his strongest spell to strike at the three of them.

The attacks from the later stages of Qi Refining also followed one after another.

Unfortunately, due to the momentary delay caused by the lightning, the group's attack only managed to kill one of them quickly.

The other two ignored the disciples' spells and used their physical bodies to withstand the attack, charging into the densest part of the crowd.

Lightning exploded.

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