Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Qixia Peak, as the base camp of the demon clan on the north bank of the Canglan River, gathered most of the demon clan's combat-capable soldiers, who put up a desperate resistance under the leadership of the [Golden-winged Eagle] and the [Giant-winged Thunder Eagle].

But with the previous defeat and the Iron-backed Black Bear being killed by Song Changsheng at the foot of the Five Elements Peak, there are only two left of the six great monsters on the north bank. Their strength has been greatly reduced and they are actually no longer qualified to confront the human expeditionary coalition head-on.

But they have no choice, Qixia Peak is their last living area. Once lost, they will have no choice but to migrate to the endless yellow sand desert.

Rather than struggling for survival in the resource-scarce desert and finally dying in humiliation, it is better to concentrate all your strength to fight a desperate battle and die with dignity.

Besides, they are not without support!

The human coalition led by Song Xianming soon arrived at the foot of Qixia Peak. At first glance, they saw flags waving and soldiers standing fiercely, revealing an astonishing iron-blooded murderous aura.

"The mountains are high and the forests are dense, with mists everywhere. It is in line with the rhythm of heaven and earth. No wonder they chose this place as the battlefield for the decisive battle."

As a third-level formation master, Song Xianming could see the advantages of the demon clan at a glance.

The location of Qixia Peak is special. For some unknown reason, the third-level spiritual vein below it is actually connected to the water vein of Canglan River. Under the influence of the laws and rhymes over the years, a natural mountain protection formation has been formed.

Although it is just the most common psychedelic array, it is of the third level, which will undoubtedly cause considerable trouble to the coalition forces' attack.

But they no longer had enough time to delay, as a detachment on the main battlefield had just fought a large-scale battle with the demon tribe.

To be precise, it was an encounter battle. The humans and demons fought for seven days and six nights. In the end, they defeated the demons with great difficulty, but there were also many casualties, who needed to be transferred to the rear for recuperation.

This rear area was naturally not Dingyuan City, because the distance was too far and a large number of people needed to be dispatched for escort. So they chose Qixia Peak, which was only separated from the main battlefield by a river. For this battle, Tianxia personally sent a message to ask Song Xianming to capture Qixia Peak as soon as possible.

Nominally speaking, the Song coalition forces were a detachment affiliated with Luoxia City. The attack on Qixia Peak was also to open up the south and north banks of the Canglan River and build a stable rear base for the coalition forces, which was crucial.

Because of the attack on Cangmang Peak, they wasted a lot of time, so now they have to speed up the progress.

Song Xianming calmed down and observed for more than an hour, and soon he had a general understanding of the formation of Qixia Peak and found the flaws in it.

"Naturally formed formations cannot cover everything after all."

After having a plan in mind, he immediately summoned Yuan Tianshu, Chihuo Laogui, as well as Song Changan, Chi Li and other backbone members of the army and began to arrange tactics.

"After careful observation, I have discovered two weak points in the formation, located here and here." Song Xianming pointed them out accurately to everyone on the map he had just drawn.

Then he said: "In a moment, Fellow Daoist Yuan and Fellow Daoist Chihuo will lead their armies to attack these two points respectively, and gradually sweep from the ridges on both sides to the center.

Jin Xuan and I went deeper into the formation, waiting for an opportunity to kill the two big monsters.

There is no need to worry about the army getting lost. I have already refined the battle flags in advance. Each foundation-building cultivator will hold one, which can effectively disperse the fog in the mountains. The cultivators will move in small teams following the battle flags. Even if they lose their way for a short time, they will not be left alone, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage.

The two Taoist friends could clearly see the fluctuations of spiritual power released by the battle flag in the air, which could be used to guide the lost team. In this way, the formation here would be mostly ineffective.

In addition, this white mist is likely to have a hallucinogenic effect, so let the monks in charge of logistics distribute the [Heart Purifying Talisman] and [Spirit Awakening Pill] sent up later, in case of emergency."

Before the coalition forces set out, the Song family had sent a large number of spies deep into the demon tribe's hinterland to collect intelligence. Song Xianming knew everything about Qixia Peak and had made preparations in advance.

Seeing that Song Xianming was so well prepared, everyone present couldn't help but gain more confidence, especially the cultivators from the affiliated forces, who were already secretly calculating how to gain more military merits in this battle.

After all, if nothing unexpected happens, this should be the last battle of the coalition forces. If they don't take the opportunity to gain more military merits, they will have no place to cry when the time comes to reward them.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see how rich the harvest was for the Song family in this battle. Even if only a little bit fell through their fingers, it would be enough for them to eat till their mouths were full of grease.

Everyone discussed the details of the battle again, and after making sure there were no omissions, the army ended its rest and officially launched the attack.

More than 5,000 allied soldiers, divided into two groups, with great momentum, broke through the outer formation of Qixia Peak.

For a moment, the roars of violent beasts rang out one after another. Dark shadows were looming in the thick fog. It was unknown how many monsters were lurking in it, waiting to launch a fatal attack.

"Wow—"

A ray of golden light shot up from the top of the mountain. There was a hint of sadness in the clear and high-pitched cry. The Golden-winged Eagle, with only one wing left, issued its final declaration of war.

"Wow"

There was another sudden flash of lightning, and the Giant-winged Thunder Eagle, whose entire body was wrapped in lightning, spread its giant wings that covered the sky and broke through the thick fog, and its sharp eyes flashed a heart-pounding light.

Song Xianming said nothing, but rode the wind and came to the opposite side of the two great monsters with Jin Xuan.

The two sides confronted each other vehemently, neither of them willing to lose.

"Human race, we have kept to ourselves all these years, do you really have to kill us all?" The Golden-winged Eagle's eyes were filled with flames of anger, and he asked in a sharp voice.

"What a joke! How often have you, the demon race, invaded our territory? If they were stronger than us, you wouldn't be saying this.

Survival of the fittest, this is a battle for survival between you and me, nothing else matters. "Song Xianming said lightly, waving his sleeves, [Thousand Illusions Glazed Mirror] appeared in front of him, releasing a dangerous aura.

Seeing that Song Xianming was unmoved, the Golden-winged Eagle turned its gaze to Jin Xuan and said coldly, "The Golden Tortoise is also a powerful tribe in our demon domain. Are you willing to act like a human hawk and harm your own people?"

Jin Xuan's eyes flashed with disdain, and he said coldly: "Don't use such a low-level means of discord to embarrass yourself. The Demon Realm has nothing to do with me. I was born in Leiming Mountain! Leiming Mountain in the Hundred Thousand Mountains! Jin Jia is my father.

Do I need to repeat to you the fate of my people?"

When the [Black Dragon Demon King] and the [Thunder Demon King] launched a beast tide to attack Luoxia City, the [Golden Winged Eagle] did not participate in that battle, but he also knew that the [Black Armored Turtle] clan was used as cannon fodder by the [Thunder Demon King] and was eventually exterminated. After all, the Golden Armored Turtle clan had the greatest hope of breaking through the Demon King realm and had a certain reputation throughout the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

Having said that, the Golden-winged Eagle no longer has the qualifications to criticize Jin Xuan's choice.

"Why waste so much time talking to them? Humans are all greedy guys. Do you still expect them to give up the fat meat in their mouths?
Let's see what's really going on. Even if I die, I'll take someone with me. I'll take care of this traitor!" The Giant-winged Thunder Eagle roared, and turned into a streak of lightning that rushed straight towards Jin Xuan.

"It should have been so long ago."

Song Xianming immediately brought the [Thousand Illusions Glazed Mirror] and attacked the [Golden Winged Eagle]...

While the human and demon races were fighting endlessly, a palace-forcing drama was also being staged in an underground palace somewhere on the border of the Da Qi cultivation world.

The dim hall was crowded with people of all shapes and sizes. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood. It could be seen that almost everyone in the hall was injured.

Mie Gao, with a haggard figure and a gaunt look, sat on the throne representing the leader, looking coldly at the people below with a terrifyingly gloomy expression.

The battle with Song Changsheng consumed his already limited lifespan. Even if he managed to escape unscathed in the end, he felt very uncomfortable as it was inevitable that his essence would be severely damaged.

He was extremely angry that his decades of planning had come to nothing in one day, and even after he came back, his subordinates were still restless.

"What do you want to do, rebel?" Mie stood up slowly. Although his body was hunched, his shadow reflected by the candlelight was as majestic as a lion. This simple action created tremendous pressure on everyone.

Misa stood out from the crowd, looked at Mie fearlessly, and said in a sinister tone: "What the leader said is a bit too harsh. We gathered here just to get an explanation."

"Explanation? What explanation do you want? What qualifications do you have to ask for it from me?" Mie took a step forward slowly, and the aura on his body pressed down on Misa like a mountain.

Misa was shocked and his face suddenly turned pale. He took several steps back, but there was no fear on his face. Instead, he held his head high and said, "Five helmsmen have died, thousands of elite soldiers have been killed, and four out of ten of the Holy Church's power has been lost, but we have not achieved any results. Instead, this young man has become famous!

The power accumulated over hundreds of years was turned to dust in one day. Don't you think you should give me, the thousands of followers, and my king an explanation?"

His high-pitched voice resonated with everyone present.

The losses this time were too heavy. It would have been fine if they could have taken back the "Holy Scripture", but they didn't. As a result, many of their strongholds were exposed, forcing them to shrink their forces on a large scale.

After several raids by the righteous forces in the Da Qi cultivation world, the strongholds that can still be preserved were all established in the early years and "whitewashed" through various means. Each one of them is the foundation of the Blood Demon Cult.

Once uprooted, there is almost no chance to re-establish it, which can be described as a devastating blow.

The most important thing is that in order to ask the Fairy Lingmou to take action, they promised her a lot of benefits in advance.

The cost of letting a Jindan Zhenren take action is not cheap. In the next few decades, the Blood Demon Cult will probably have to tighten their belts to make ends meet. This is what they can hardly tolerate.

So now they urgently need someone to take responsibility for this disastrous defeat!

And Mie, who planned and implemented this operation from beginning to end, is undoubtedly the best candidate.

Under normal circumstances, they would have to think twice before doing so, but they saw Mie's weakness. In the Blood Demon Cult, where strength is respected, weakness is a sin. No one cares why he is weak. They just need someone to take the blame and bear the anger of thousands of believers.

"Haha, it's really a matter of time. Misa, I know you. You don't have the courage to do this. Let the person behind you stand up and stop hiding." Mie said lightly with his hands behind his back.

"clap clap"

A rhythmic applause rang out in the hall, and the crowd slowly made way in the middle. A graceful figure walked over, followed by two figures, one tall and one short. Wherever she passed, everyone bowed their heads and was respectful.

"Hunsha, it is you indeed."

Looking at the person in front of him, Mie was not surprised. He had already expected this day to come the moment the operation failed.

What he didn't expect was that the other party would be so impatient and didn't want to wait even a little bit.

Hunsha raised her head, revealing her slender white neck, like a noble black swan. She looked at the hunched Mie with a hint of mockery in her eyes and said, "Mie, I have said long ago that you will not be able to sit in this position for long.

You are old and your brain is not sharp anymore. You have brought such a great defeat to the Holy Church. Everyone agrees that the Holy Church needs a younger leader. What do you think? "

"If the Holy Church had not lost so much strength under your leadership, how could we have lost this battle?" Mie's chest heaved violently, his anger evident in his words.

"I admit that I made a lot of wrong decisions in the past, but I still believe that only I can lead the Holy Church to prosperity and restore its former glory." Hunsha climbed the stairs step by step and came to the same height as Mie.

"Just you?" Mie did not hide his disdain for Hunsha. In his opinion, the decline of the Holy Church was caused by this crazy woman.

"That's right, it depends on me. I have found a way to awaken the two guardian envoys of the religion. As long as it succeeds, retrieving the holy book will be a piece of cake!" Hunsha said proudly.

"what?"

There was a hint of shock in Mie's eyes. If Hunsha was not lying and she really had a way to awaken the Guardian Envoy, then all the problems currently facing the Holy Church would be easily solved.

It was not until this moment that he understood why Hunsha was able to gain the support of all the high-level officials of the Holy Church so quickly. Even Jin and Yu Fu, whom he had promoted, were no exception. It turned out that he held such a heavyweight bargaining chip.

"I didn't expect that I still underestimated you." Mie slowly closed his eyes. He knew that his situation was hopeless.

He reached out and took out a diamond-shaped token from his arms, looked at it with nostalgia, and then threw it at Hunsha's feet in front of everyone's shocked eyes, and then left in a huff, just like Hunsha did before. (See Chapter 117 of this volume for details)
The difference between the two is that when Hun Sha lost the fight, he still had a group of loyal followers around him, but he was all alone...

...(End of chapter)