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Rumble!

Suddenly, dark clouds gathered on the horizon hundreds of miles away, flashing with lightning.

The leaden clouds spread out in all directions, with flashes of electricity, creating a dangerous spectacle.

This drew the attention of all the cultivators in Youyang County.

On Mount Guangling, looking at the distant Thunder Pool, Li Chengming and Kong Xuan suddenly stood up in the courtyard.

"In this direction!"

"It's the main peak of the Liu family!"

"It's Foundation Establishment cultivators fighting!"

"Has the Zhao family made a move?"

Li Chengming's gaze sharpened.

"I'll go ask my father," Kong Xuan said, and ran off immediately.

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Above the main peak of Liujia Mountain, dark clouds surged and boiled.

Liu Wenyuan, the patriarch of the Liu family, stood on the altar atop the peak, his beard and hair standing on end, his body wreathed in lightning.

He cultivates a fourth-grade thunder technique, and the [Cloud Sea Rain Formation] beneath his feet can gather the thunder power within a radius of a hundred miles.

This is the Liu family's last resort.

"Liu Wenyuan, hand over the talisman inheritance and commit suicide here, and I will spare the lives of your entire Liu clan."

The sound came from the foot of the mountain, deep and resonant like the earth's echo.

Zhao Zhenshan, the patriarch of the Zhao family, stood with his hands behind his back. The yellow earth beneath his feet surged and lifted him up step by step. With each step, a yellowish-brown step solidified in the air, as solid as iron.

Zhao Zhenshan is cultivating the fifth-grade "Shanyin Hammering Stone Scripture", and he has now reached the late stage of Foundation Establishment.

It can reveal the inner landscape, and the landscape he was observing was the main peak of the Zhao family, [Yuanmu Mountain]. Behind him, a giant peak made of yellow earth vaguely appeared, about two hundred feet high, with a sense of oppression like a mountain collapsing, making the Liu family cultivators unable to breathe.

"You old scoundrel Zhao, you've gone too far!"

Liu Wenyuan gritted his teeth and roared angrily. He was only in the early stage of Foundation Establishment and could not make the Thunder Pool of the Ginseng visible. He could only try his best to use the power of the formation to make the thunderclouds in the sky more and more dense.

"You old scoundrel Zhao, die!"

Liu Wenyuan's face hardened, and the electric arcs in the sea of ​​clouds condensed, transforming into a lightning pillar over ten feet thick, which he blasted towards Zhao Zhenshan.

Lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating half of the horizon.

Zhao Zhenshan sneered, neither dodging nor avoiding, but simply raised his hand in a feigned press.

The illusory image of the giant loess peak behind him suddenly sank down and merged with his palm.

A massive, earthen-yellow hand, several meters in diameter, materialized out of thin air, its five fingers as sharp as mountains, and slammed down fiercely towards the pillar of lightning.

boom!

Lightning flashed, and earth and rocks flew everywhere.

The lightning bolt was forcefully shattered by the giant hand, turning into countless arcs of electricity that scattered and tore the surrounding clouds to pieces.

The large, earthen-yellow hand trembled slightly, and several cracks appeared on its surface, which were then filled back in by the surging yellow earth.

"A fourth-grade thunder technique, its destructive power is indeed remarkable."

Zhao Zhenshan withdrew his hand, his tone indifferent, "With the help of the formation, if I were in the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, I might not be able to defeat you. What a pity."

"You old scoundrel Zhao, you eat people to make pills, which goes against the righteous path. Aren't you afraid of being attacked by all the cultivators in the world?!" Liu Wenyuan shouted.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhenshan was not frightened at all; instead, he burst out laughing.

"Liu Wenyuan, you've lived for two hundred years, how could you actually believe the lies that Xia Xiu told you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he took a step forward, and the air beneath his feet solidified into steps, making him appear like a moving mountain as he approached the summit.

Liu Wenyuan's face was deathly pale.

That attack had drained nearly half of his spiritual power, and even with the help of the formation, it was easily blocked by his opponent.

The gap between the late and early stages of Foundation Establishment was greater than he had anticipated.

"Disciples of the Liu family, heed my command!"

Liu Wenyuan's voice resounded throughout the main peak, carrying a resolute tone.

"Activate the mountain-protecting formation at full power! Everyone retreat to the inner peak!"

Now, he can only pin his hopes on the mountain-protecting formation and that he can delay Zhao Zhenshan for a while.

"The Kong family...we must come as soon as possible!"

Liu Wenyuan believed that the Kong family would never sit idly by and watch the Liu family perish.

After all, if the Liu family is gone, the Zhao family's next target will inevitably be the Kong family.

Zhao Zhenshan stopped outside the light screen, looking down at the Liu family members who were on high alert, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"To put up a stubborn resistance."

He raised his hand, and the illusory image of the giant loess peak behind him became more and more solid, and began to resonate with the real mountains.

A deep rumble echoed from the depths of Yuanmu Mountain, as if the entire mountain was responding to his call.

"Today I will show you the true power of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator."

Just as Zhao Zhenshan raised his hands, about to smash the entire mountain into the Liu family's grand formation, he suddenly heard a voice from beyond the sky.

"Brother Zhao, why are you so angry?"

The familiar voice made Zhao Zhenshan pause. He turned around and saw two people standing on the horizon.

"Fellow Daoist Kong Shaoping, Fellow Daoist An Mingxin, what brings you here?"

The visitors were two Foundation Establishment cultivators from the Kong family.

Kong Shaoping is Kong Chengheng's father and the current head of the Kong family, at the mid-stage of Foundation Establishment.

As for An Mingxin, he was a cultivator from another clan who married Kong Shaoping's younger sister and was a cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment.

Zhao Zhenshan withdrew his hand, and the illusory image of the giant loess peak behind him slowly dissipated. A smile appeared on his face, as if he wasn't the one who had just wanted to smash the Liu family with the entire mountain.

Kong Shaoping walked on air, his aura calm and steady, with a sea of ​​fire behind him, steaming the clouds.

An Mingxin lagged half a step behind him, her face gaunt, surrounded by a sharp north wind.

"Brother Zhao's actions are so grand and impressive that cultivators within hundreds of miles have witnessed them. How could we not come?"

Kong Shaoping spoke calmly, but his gaze remained fixed on Zhao Zhenshan, never wavering.

"Brother Zhao, the Kong, Zhao, and Liu families signed a contract with Yuehu Market, promising not to wage war for a hundred years. How come things have turned out like this?"

"Haha, Kong Shaoping, what you said is quite amusing. Now, let me ask you, where is the Yuehu Market now? Show it to me."

An Mingxin interjected, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"Senior Zhao's actions are far too disrespectful to the Kong family."

Zhao Zhenshan's smile faded, his gaze swept over the two men, and finally settled on Kong Shaoping's face.

"Kong Shaoping, we are both aware of the current situation. I am here today only for the Liu family's talisman inheritance, and it has nothing to do with your Kong family. If you know what's good for you, you should leave now, and I will appreciate your kindness."

"What if I don't back out?"

Kong Shaoping's tone remained calm.

"No refund?"

Zhao Zhenshan chuckled, and the phantom of the giant loess peak behind him reappeared, this time even more solid than before, almost becoming a tangible entity.

A towering peak, two hundred feet high, hangs in the sky, its shadow enveloping the entire Liu Family Main Peak.

"Then we'll take care of your Kong family too."

The atmosphere froze instantly upon hearing this.

Kong Shaoping's expression was solemn, and behind him, a sea of ​​fire spread out, raising the temperature of the area slightly.

An Mingxin was also on high alert. As the saying goes, the wind fanned the flames, and the two of them together might not necessarily be a match for Zhao Zhenshan.

The group stared at each other across the distance, the atmosphere tense and fraught with tension.

Kong Shaoping said in a deep voice:

"Brother Zhao, although you have broken through to the late stage of Foundation Establishment, the three of us are not pushovers. If we were to really fight, you would be outnumbered and likely come out on your own."