Banshee Family Training Record

The two sides clashed, and then...

The Jin army was then driven into a near-perfect retreat.

It wasn't that the cultivators of Jin were weak, nor that they lacked supplies. In fact, with the high-speed printing on Huai Mountain, which was almost cost-free, every cultivator in the Jin army had become a master of using talismans.

Whenever they face an enemy, they never activate their own defensive techniques or magical artifacts, but instead always use the "Diamond Talisman" for self-defense.

The powerful recoil force was enough to cause damage to terracotta warriors of the same level. After that, they would relentlessly attack the crack and soon completely destroy it.

This was their advantage, and they even gained the upper hand at one point when they first clashed, with each cultivator easily destroying the Qin army's terracotta warriors as if they were toys.

However, this advantage is truly insignificant compared to the Qin army's overall strength.

The reason is simple: there are just too many terracotta warriors.

Moreover, they possess destructive power and can retaliate. On the Qin-Zhao battlefield, with the strength of the multinational coalition, they also needed to coordinate with Yun Chu'an to precisely target and kill Qin army commanders each time, thus suppressing the Qin terracotta army.

But now, even though the Qin army is only a detachment in the State of Jin, it is still something they cannot withstand!

Despite the desperate fighting of numerous cultivators from the Jin Kingdom, servants from many prominent families, and the lesser demons atop Huai Mountain, they were still unable to halt the Qin army's advance.

The battle lines were pushed back all the way, and in less than a month, the Qin army had already reached the foot of Huai Mountain.

On this day, at the foot of the mountain, a group of Qin soldiers clad in black armor, along with their terracotta warriors, openly and imposingly surrounded the entire mountain peak.

Upon seeing these guys from the mountaintop, Zhu Yunqing's expression immediately darkened.

She knew this was the final battle. Whether they could hold this place, their home, depended entirely on their performance today!

Ye Jinglan, Nie Ningshuang, You Wensi, and Rong Jieyu all gathered on the mountaintop, fully prepared. Li Woyu, Langgu, and a group of local cultivators from both sides of the Wei River also gathered here, ready for a final stand.

In the tense and oppressive atmosphere, a day slowly passed. Early the next morning, the Qin army launched its attack as scheduled.

The vast armies clashed together.

Behind the Qin army, Wang Ji also personally arrived at the scene. Although he loathed and hated Yun Chu'an, he understood the man's strength better than anyone else, and knew very well that unless he, as a Nascent Soul cultivator, personally took action, there was absolutely no way he could eliminate him.

Therefore, when it's time to take action, you must do it yourself.

A figure approached him. It was a young man dressed in a magnificent brocade robe, with a handsome face and a confident smile on his lips: "Grandfather, you are truly wise. I really didn't expect the Huai Shan family to be so wealthy, haha."

"Once this battle is over, we won't have come for nothing!"

He was overjoyed, but Wang Ji glanced at his grandson, frowned slightly, and wanted to curse him under his breath as a "fool".

How much time did they miss along the way due to his miscalculations and arrangements? And how many terracotta warriors did they lose?

Looking back, the Wang family may have made a profit, but did the Qin Dynasty really profit or lose money?

He was filled with resentment, but he didn't want to spoil the mood at this crucial moment. He said in a deep voice, "Of course, well, you guys go first in this battle. Once Yun Chu'an comes out, I'll personally take him down."

Given this seemingly invincible situation, he intentionally encouraged the younger members of his family to participate, broaden their horizons, and gain more combat experience.

"No problem, Grandfather!"

Beside him, a young man in fine clothes chuckled, then soared into the sky: "Leave it to me, haha, the beauties here are all spoils of war for our Wang family!"

Wang Ji frowned slightly, and upon hearing his arrogant and boastful declaration, an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Suppressing his terrible suspicions, he kept a straight face and saw his grandson, along with several Golden Core cultivators, charging towards Huai Mountain from all directions.

Then, his heart sank, and he thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

He cursed under his breath as he watched helplessly as the cultivators who had come from humble backgrounds and were now serving in the military were relatively easy to deal with, but his own family's grandsons were being completely overwhelmed and beaten by the other side!

The female Golden Core cultivators on Huai Mountain, especially the two who were dressed in cheongsams and fox furs respectively, were relatively easy to deal with. After all, their cultivation levels were higher, and they were able to suppress the others by suppressing their cultivation.

But the woman with white hair, dressed scantily in only a black sports bra and leather shorts, revealing a huge black ancient butterfly tattoo on her back, was only at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm…

How could she be suppressing her own family's younger generation while beating them!

Wang Ji was furious, but this couldn't change the course of the battle. He could only watch helplessly as the woman rode the whirlwind, wielding a double-edged battle axe in one hand and a scimitar in the other, easily taking on three opponents single-handedly, leaving his family's juniors completely unable to retaliate!

Her figure was like a ghost, wandering in mid-air, chasing after the Golden Core cultivators of her family. Every time she used her weapon, it hit its mark. Her grandsons seemed to be dumbfounded, not dodging, but passively taking the hits or using their magic weapons to withstand the blows.

However, although they were in a sorry state, if they could defeat her quickly with a powerful counterattack, that would be fine. But the problem was that even though this woman was right in front of them and fighting the three of them at the same time, her body was like a swimming fish, making it impossible for them to catch her no matter what they did!

Wang Ji could clearly see that nine out of ten of his grandsons' attacks completely missed. Even when they managed to hit something, it was usually blocked by the opponent's weapon!

What a bunch of...useless bastards!

Looking at his grandsons' disheveled appearance, Wang Ji couldn't help but rub his forehead slightly, sighing inwardly that his descendants were truly useless.

But now, there's no point in dwelling on these things. He gripped the long sword at his waist, not wanting to delay any longer, and prepared to personally take action to wipe out the forces in front of him!

He took a step forward, and the longsword at his waist glowed with bursts of spiritual energy. Ahead, Ye Jinglan, who was using the advantage of "Raging Storm Steps" to fight three people simultaneously and still had the upper hand, suddenly felt a violent shock.

She suddenly looked up and saw that Wang Ji was no longer concealing the spiritual energy fluctuations of a Nascent Soul cultivator. He raised his sword and a terrifying sword aura swept across the sky. His first target was Ye Jinglan!

Suddenly, Ye Jinglan felt her hair stand on end; the sense of impending death gripped her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

With all her might, she crossed her weapons in front of her to parry and protect herself.

clang--

"cough--!"

The crisp sound of metal clashing echoed high in the sky. Ye Jinglan gritted her teeth, but a trickle of blood still seeped from the corner of her mouth.

She blocked the sword and avoided losing her life directly. However, the terrifying force still passed through her body. In an instant, she felt as if both of her arms were broken, and her ribs collapsed and even pierced her lungs, leaving her in a state of severe injury in an instant!

Seeing that she hadn't died despite his attack, Wang Ji's eyes flashed with a sharp light. He leaned closer and stared intently, only then noticing the extraordinary nature of the two weapons in her hands.

He immediately realized the truth, and then comforted himself: it wasn't that his family's descendants weren't strong enough, but rather that the weapon in this woman's hand was simply too extraordinary.

Then, thoughts of greed began to grow wildly in his mind.

Yun Chu'an, that guy is indeed wealthy. It's hard to imagine how much war profit he made during the previous two years of war.

The thought of this situation ignited a fire within Wang Ji. He gritted his teeth, his chest burning with rage, and with a backhand slash, he swept his sword across the sky above Huai Mountain!

"careful!"

Not far away, Nie Ningshuang cried out in alarm and cast a spell to summon countless ice crystals, forming a massive ice wall that stretched for a thousand meters, shielding the people of Huai Mountain from this devastating attack.

But immediately, as the sword energy swept across the sky, a crisp cracking sound rang out, and the ice wall she had painstakingly condensed was instantly destroyed.

"Uh—" You Lin don't have time for me, you Lin is busy...

A terrifying force washed over her body, and the girl immediately let out a wail, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth. Her body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, with little power left to resist!

This enormous gap filled everyone with despair. You Wensi looked up at Wang Ji, secretly resentful. If he were still at his peak, able to control seven golden-armored corpses, he might not be unable to fight a Nascent Soul cultivator.

It's just a pity now...

A sense of despair settled over her, a deep resentment lingering within her, yet she felt utterly helpless.

But at that very moment, a rumble of thunder suddenly echoed in the sky.

Chapter 699 Yun Chu'an Leaves the Pass

A deafening rumble of thunder echoed through the sky, and Wang Ji suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Anxiety washed over him, and he abruptly looked up, gazing intently into the distance, deep in the mountains.

This thunder almost became a psychological trauma for him: on many occasions during the battles with Lian Yanzhang, when he had the upper hand and almost forced Lian Yanzhang to take action himself, this thunder would suddenly sound.

Then his subordinates would suffer a crushing defeat, driving him almost mad with rage, but he dared not do anything: because if he took action himself, Lian Yanzhang, who was far stronger than him, would strike first and seriously injure him with a single move, and the consequence of this would be that they would be in an even more passive position on the battlefield!

Wang Ji was therefore hesitant to act rashly, but today, upon hearing this thunder, after instinctively feeling a sense of unease and apprehension, a sudden surge of intense anger welled up within him.

“Yun Chu’an…” he murmured softly, then looked up, his eyes seeming to blaze with terrifying hellfire, surging and boundless. “You’re courting death!”

With a low growl, he swooped down, heading straight for the spot where the lightning had appeared.

He wanted to end his life himself.

However, at that very moment, a storm arose at the edge of the sky. Your forest is not there, I sing of emptiness; your forest is there, but not...

A crackling thunderclap echoed from the heavens, and golden divine lightning condensed and gathered in mid-air. A colossal thunder giant, a thousand meters tall, appeared.

Clad in armor and wielding a Guan Dao (a type of halberd), he stood majestically amidst the mountains, towering even above the peaks. A boundless divine aura emanated from him in all directions; at that moment, he resembled a true god!

Wang Ji suddenly felt a pang of fear, a sense of unease rising within him, even causing him to feel a slight urge to retreat.

But then, this emotion was filled with almost boundless rage.

Am I, a Nascent Soul cultivator, supposed to avoid the sharp edge of a Golden Core cultivator?!

How could this be? What an utter disgrace!

Anger burned fiercely in his chest. He clenched his teeth and looked up at the giant formed from golden divine lightning.

He knew that Yun Chu'an was inside, and that the Thunder Giant was his incarnation. He had seen this form of his more than once on the battlefield before, and each time, it had caused his subordinates to suffer defeat.

And now, this guy actually dares to show himself in front of me?

Ha, that's clearly courting death!

With this thought in mind, he accelerated again, transforming into a streak of light, and sped towards Yun Chu'an, who was among the distant thunder giants.

At this moment, inside the thunder giant, Yun Chu'an controlled the vast thunder and felt his mind was extremely peaceful and tranquil.

He didn't seek another place for seclusion; he cultivated in his hometown. Under the powerful effects of the Heavenly Spiritual Root, his cultivation speed increased by leaps and bounds, and he had already achieved mastery in less than half a year.

At this moment, his cultivation level has broken through to the late stage of Golden Core, and he has also mastered the new cultivation technique, "Divine Firmament Thunder Control True Technique (Middle Chapter)".

At this moment, he felt that the endless lightning around him was completely under his control. The lightning power that was ferocious and violent to ordinary people was as docile and obedient as a lamb in his hands, following his will to destroy all his enemies.

Now, forming this thousand-meter-tall giant is effortless for him. The attack he previously unleashed, with the assistance of several Golden Core cultivators and all his might, which had defeated the Yellow Python Ancestor, is now…

You can type it out easily!

"……Um?"

He gazed intently ahead, where Wang Ji was rushing towards him. As a Nascent Soul cultivator, his speed far exceeded the speed of sound, yet at this moment, time seemed to slow down in Yun Chu'an's eyes, allowing him to see the Nascent Soul cultivator's movements clearly.

But more than the joy of his improved cultivation, he was shocked when he looked at Wang Ji.

How did Qin Jun's Nascent Soul end up in my house?

amount……

Gripping the Guan Dao tightly, he felt not much anger, but rather a sense of joy.

His arrival is perfect; I've just broken through to a higher realm, so...

Let's use him to test the knife!

So, effortlessly, Yun Chu'an, wielding his Guan Dao (a type of halberd), slightly bent down, and the towering giant also brought his Guan Dao down in a downward slash—

"!!!"

Suddenly, the shadow of death loomed over Wang Ji's heart. His intuition, honed through countless life-or-death struggles, told him that he absolutely could not take this attack head-on; he had to dodge it and do everything possible to avoid it!

Otherwise, his physical body would be destroyed by this strike, his cultivation would be severely damaged, and he might even...

There is no recovery!

Should I run away?

The thought flashed through Wang Ji's mind, and his pupils contracted to pinpoints. He couldn't imagine the humiliation this would be—as a Nascent Soul cultivator, actually having to flee for his life from the attack of a Golden Core cultivator?!

But which is more important, disgrace or life?

This question requires no thought; anyone can easily arrive at the answer. In an instant, Wang Ji abandoned his sword strike, which was intended to kill Yun Chu'an, and abruptly dodged to the side.

Then the enormous thunder giant slashed through the air, sweeping across the sky, the golden divine lightning it unleashed obscuring the sun's brilliance. The rumbling thunder echoed through the mountains for miles around, causing the demons and cultivators who were fighting to stop what they were doing and turn to look in this direction.

As the Qin army looked at the enormous figure, a sense of fear welled up in their hearts. Faced with this terrifying thunder giant, their psychological trauma began to surface uncontrollably again.

"He's back..." a Golden Core cultivator in the Qin army muttered to himself, his voice filled with barely suppressed fear. Immediately afterward, another Golden Core cultivator cursed, "What's there to be afraid of! No matter how powerful he is, he's just a slightly better Golden Core cultivator!"

"Today, Lord Wang Jizhu is personally taking action. Just wait and see, this arrogant fellow will surely be slain by Lord Wang Jizhu's sword!"

They encouraged each other, boosting their morale. Meanwhile, on Mount Huai, the heavily injured Ye Jinglan was overjoyed to see Yun Chu'an emerge from seclusion: "Great! He's back!"

Zhu Yunqing, however, was filled with worry: "Chu An... after all, he is facing a true Nascent Soul cultivator."

She was genuinely worried about her man, after all, she was not yet clear about Yun Chuan's current strength—in fact, at this moment, perhaps even Yun Chuan himself was not clear about his own strength.

How powerful is it!

Among the giants of thunder, Yun Chu'an missed his target with a single strike, but he was not in a hurry at all. He had plenty of time, and with his back to the sun, his spiritual power was virtually inexhaustible.

He stared at the Nascent Soul cultivator so close before him, and sighed inwardly. This Thunder Giant, though seemingly enormous, was rather impractical. It would be more appropriate to use it when encountering a demon cultivator as large as a mountain.

With this thought in mind, he withdrew the surging lightning around him, gathering it within himself, and then activated it, his body transforming into a bolt of lightning as he charged forward towards Wang Ji—

Seeing that he was a whole realm lower than him, yet still dared to come and entangle him, Wang Ji sneered, thinking to himself that he was overestimating himself. He drew his sword and stepped forward, intending to finish him off.