Immortality and cultivation begin with drawing talismans...

Chapter 455 Blood Coffin Celebrates Birthday, Xuanwu Guards the Clan
The Sima clan.

"This valley is the ancestral home of the Sima clan. It is rich in spiritual energy and surrounded by poisonous miasma. Even a Core Formation cultivator who accidentally wanders in will perish here."

"This is the foundation of a Nascent Soul clan."

"It is said that this mountain-protecting formation was actually set up by nine third-tier formation masters in the name of the Great Qian Dynasty..."

The birthday banquet for the 900th birthday of the Sima clan's Nascent Soul Ancestor was an extremely grand affair.

After so many years of fighting, the Great Qian Dynasty has finally put an end to the conflict, and now all forces in the Protectorate Alliance are focusing their attention on the border.

Since the lifespan of a Nascent Soul cultivator is only a little over a thousand years, considering various factors, this birthday banquet can be considered extremely grand.

Of course, the Sima family was still extremely cautious.

As Lin Chang'an walked along, he heard the envious looks on the faces of the low-level cultivators who came to offer their birthday wishes, but he just smiled calmly.

"The Sima family certainly knows how to enjoy life."

As far as the eye can see, the valley is filled with clear streams and exotic flowers, truly a fairyland.

The poisonous miasma formation that outsiders feared felt strangely familiar to Lin Chang'an.

"This poisonous miasma is quite similar to the miasma in the Cloud Mist Mountains. It seems that setting up this mountain-protecting formation required the use of various poisonous materials from deep within the Cloud Mist Mountains."

With his current perspective as a fourth-tier array master, what appears to outsiders as an appreciation of the cultivation valley of the Nascent Soul clan has actually allowed him to see almost everything about this protective array.

"A near-fourth-order grand formation. As time goes by, the spiritual objects within the formation's core have been nurtured by spiritual energy and have already reached the fourth-order level."

Lin Chang'an nodded secretly, realizing that these Nascent Soul clans indeed had their own hidden strengths.

In general, the array core of a sect or family is set in a suitable location, and then spiritual objects with complementary attributes are placed or planted.

In this way, the formation becomes dynamic, and its power will increase over time.

This is also the last trump card of sects and clans in the cultivation world when facing annihilation.

It should never be underestimated.

"Fellow Daoist, is the Hao family patriarch still well?"

"so far so good."

Before Lin Chang'an entered the Sima clan's valley, the cultivators who greeted him outside the gate greeted him with smiles and clasped hands.

What appears to be social interaction is actually a test.

Lin Chang'an, disguised as a Core Formation cultivator surnamed Hao, gave a forced smile, which made the other party nod in approval.

This patriarch of the Hao family is nearing the end of his life.

If an ordinary cultivator were to disguise themselves and enter, they would surely be detected.

But who could have imagined that Lin Chang'an's soul-searching technique far surpassed that of ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators?

It should be understood that even a great cultivator in the late Nascent Soul stage cannot miss anything during a soul search. In fact, some cultivators may lose or destroy some memories due to restrictions within their souls or resistance.

"Congratulations on your birthday, Ancestor."

Upon entering the valley, the cultivators, all smiles and holding invitations, were greeted with smiles by the Sima clan cultivators.

At the same time, Lin Chang'an could also feel a faint barrier sweeping past, which was the array's probe.

"They're really cautious."

Lin Chang'an smiled calmly, but unfortunately, the concealment ability inherent in his cultivation technique was something that arrays and barriers of this level could not detect.

"Master Li of Qingshan Temple has come with his esteemed disciple to offer birthday wishes, bringing a spiritual plant that is six hundred years old!"

"The Tian family of Biyue Lake possesses two 300-year-old spiritual plants and three spiritual pearls."

"Fellow Daoist Wang, a rogue cultivator who has reached the Core Formation stage, has come with a hundred catties of refined iron to offer birthday wishes to our ancestor..."

The entire Sima clan was decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, filled with joy. Lin Chang'an smiled as he put down his birthday gifts and followed the others inside.

Along the way, he encountered some acquaintances who were pretending to be others, and he pretended to be casual and greeted them with a smile, without revealing any flaws.

"The place chosen by the Sima clan for their ancestral home is indeed secluded and beautiful."

His eyes swept across the valley, taking in the palaces and pavilions nestled in the clouds and mist, and the guards in golden armor standing outside the covered bridges and main halls.

One by one, the exquisite maids bustled about in an orderly fashion. This scene was hardly the behavior of a major immortal cultivation clan; anyone who didn't know better would have thought it was a royal family.

Seeing this, Lin Chang'an sneered and thought to himself:
"The Sima family really doesn't hide their ambition at all. Or rather, they originally planned to overthrow and seize the Great Qian Dynasty, but unfortunately they were just one step behind."

However, he wanted this sacred place for cultivation.

Just as Lin Chang'an was invited by the Sima clan cultivators to enter the reception hall and communicate with everyone.

After all, he was disguised as a Core Formation cultivator, which is considered a high-level cultivator among low-level cultivators. Given his different status, the level of importance attached to him was naturally different as well.

Lin Chang'an smiled and nodded, showing no urgency. After all, the person had already entered, and he still wanted to properly present this Sima family member with a final birthday gift.

Just as Lin Chang'an's main body entered the reception hall, four clones secretly appeared within the Sima clan.

If he were outside, even a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator wouldn't be able to easily enter, but inside, the formation wouldn't be able to detect his clone.

On a mountain peak, there was a hidden pseudo-core cultivator from the Sima clan. He should have been keeping watch in the dark, but now he was under a big tree, his eyes were white and his body was trembling.

"The soul-searching technique of a Nascent Soul cultivator is such a hassle!"

A hand on the man's head seemed to have a suction force, causing the man's body to tremble and his lower body to lose control of his bladder. After a while, Lin Chang'an opened his eyes, revealing a look of disgust.

"If it weren't for the fear of alarming that old thief Sima, why go through all this trouble?"

Any major clan or sect will retain a soul lamp after a cultivator becomes a Foundation Establishment cultivator, let alone a Core Formation cultivator.

His Mysterious Heavenly Vine is domineering in devouring divine souls, but it can also directly annihilate the opponent.

In the current situation, the sudden extinguishing of a fake Core Formation cultivator's soul lamp is enough for anyone to know that something is wrong.

Therefore, Lin Chang'an used this method, which he considered rather troublesome, and it was also the first time he had used this soul-searching technique since becoming a Nascent Soul cultivator.

"His soul was severely damaged; he'll probably be an idiot when he wakes up."

Looking at the man's condition, Lin Chang'an sneered, but felt no pity whatsoever.

The law of the jungle prevails; that's just how it is in the cultivation world. Just like if he weren't strong enough, wouldn't he have been plotted against and killed long ago?

He's just stronger now.

He then took the man's storage bag, made a hand seal, and the ground seemed to come alive, slowly swallowing the man into a cave formed underground.

He still needs this person to live for now.

"Although the memories are incomplete, they are sufficient for now."

The avatar took a deep breath and transformed into the person's appearance, secretly maintaining the person's original task in place.

With their minds in sync, the other three clones naturally also received the memories obtained from the soul search.

Lin Chang'an, who was drinking in the main hall, slowly curled up the corners of his mouth, revealing a smile.

"I hope your Sima clan can accept this generous gift."

……

After three days of sunrise and sunset, the birthday banquet officially began.

Lin Chang'an had been secretly looking for an opportunity. If he could disguise himself as an important member of the Sima clan and launch a sneak attack, that would be ideal.

Unfortunately, that old scoundrel Sima was extremely cautious, and there was absolutely no chance for him.

In just three days, he had tampered with all the array points, flags, and array plates of the Sima clan's protective mountain array.

His abilities as a fourth-tier array master, coupled with his innate and powerful stealth abilities and his understanding of the Sima clan, made him a formidable force.

All of this did not cause any abnormalities.

"Senior Core Formation expert from Corpse Valley has come to offer birthday wishes to our ancestor!"

On the evening of the third day, after two Core Formation cultivators exuding bloodthirsty corpse energy arrived, all the people who came to offer their birthday wishes, as well as the cultivators of the Sima clan, stood up and bowed respectfully with smiles on their faces or with hands clasped in greeting.

"Fellow Daoists, please come in!"

Outside the main hall, a dense crowd of cultivators from various families and sects under the Sima clan's rule gathered, along with many independent cultivators.

Those who can enter the main hall must possess an even higher status and strength.

However, after the two Core Formation cultivators from Corpse Valley arrived, all the cultivators in the main hall stood up and greeted them with smiles.

"Haha, we two are here on the orders of the Supreme Elder of the sect to wish Senior Sima a happy birthday."

Although the two were arrogant in front of other cultivators, they still maintained sufficient respect in front of the Sima clan, who were also Nascent Soul cultivators.

"You two are too kind. Please take a seat."

A young Core Formation cultivator from the Sima clan also stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

At this time, the Sima family's birthday banquet became quite lively.

Finally, as the cultivators from Corpse Valley arrived and the sun set, illuminating the entire valley, a welcoming voice came from outside the gate.

"Welcome ancestor!"

"Welcome ancestor!"

Amidst shouts and cheers, all the cultivators inside and outside the hall rose to their feet, including the two Core Formation cultivators from Corpse Valley who respectfully bowed.

After all, although their status was not bad, their strength was only that of Core Formation cultivators. They could still clearly understand the difference in status when facing Nascent Soul cultivators.

A melodious and cheerful drumbeat drifted over, and in the distance, on a high platform, two rows of warriors clad in golden helmets and armor, resembling celestial soldiers, escorted a magnificent golden dragon carriage as it approached.

White cranes flew around, and palace maids carrying tripods and lanterns followed behind, creating the grandeur of an emperor's procession.

Many cultivators were stunned and shocked when they saw this scene.

On the dragon carriage, Sima Ming, the current head of the Sima clan, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, slowly looked at the crowd with an imposing presence.

"Greetings to the ancestor!"

The sounds of worship that rang in their ears resonated with all the cultivators in the entire clan territory, who shouted in unison.

At this moment, even the usually expressionless patriarch Sima Ming showed a rare smile on his wrinkled old face.

"Brother, how are you?"

Sima Yue, who stood by like a great general protecting his elder brother, stepped forward with a big smile and helped his elder brother down from the imperial carriage.

Sima Ming nodded slightly, a rare occurrence for him, and said with satisfaction, "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

"Brother, this is nothing. When you turn 100, I'll throw you an even grander and more magnificent birthday banquet."

Two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sima clan entered the main hall with smiles on their faces. Amidst the attention of everyone, they took their seats on the jade table at the head of the table, beneath the golden character for "longevity".

"Haha, congratulations on the 900th birthday of Ancestor Sima! Our Corpse Valley presents two demon cores as a birthday gift to you!"

As soon as they sat down, the two Core Formation cultivators from Corpse Valley stood up with smiles on their faces, clasped their hands in a fist salute, and presented a birthday gift.

Sima Ming's old face immediately broke into a wide smile, and he nodded in satisfaction.

How many centenarians can one live in a lifetime?

He has come this far step by step, and the Sima family's current status is entirely due to his efforts.

Inside the main hall, Lin Chang'an, upon witnessing this scene, calmly poured himself a cup of spiritual wine.

Unfortunately, despite their plan to launch a sneak attack, they did not expect that the two old thieves, Sima, were extremely cautious, as there were even restrictions placed inside the main hall.

"Master, the Sima clan is really obsessed with establishing a celestial dynasty; all their words and actions are befitting an emperor."

At this moment, the teasing voice of the woman in red came from within Lin Chang'an's sea of ​​consciousness, and Lin Chang'an nodded with a light laugh.

"Isn't this perfect? ​​This generous gift is exactly what this person wanted."

"Master, your thoughts are terrifying. This is not the same thing. You clearly intend to refine everything about Sima..."

The woman in red pretended to shrink back, but the excitement in her eyes was impossible to hide.

Over the years, it had become a habit for her to address her master in a sarcastic and insincere way, but there was nothing she could do about it since she was using the body of a sword servant.

But whenever something exciting happens, just like the phoenix, they are single-mindedly focused on causing trouble.

The sword servant's spirit body is currently inside the scroll, while its divine soul resides within Lin Chang'an's sea of ​​consciousness, ready to strike and harm others at any moment.

"Master, these are delicious."

Meanwhile, at the banquet table, the exquisitely beautiful young girl Jin Feng was excitedly eating and drinking with chopsticks.

The Sima family held such a grand birthday banquet, and their table was filled with Core Formation cultivators, so the ingredients served were naturally all high-quality.

When Lin Chang'an saw the gluttonous Jin Feng, he smiled and wiped the grease from the corner of her mouth, saying affectionately, "After you've eaten your fill, remember to help out."

"Don't worry, Master."

With her cheeks bulging, Jin Feng seemed preoccupied with her gluttony, but her golden eyes were fixed on the mountain of gifts piled up to the side of the banquet hall.

She heard everything from beginning to end; all the birthday gifts are here.

Jin Feng is a typical example of someone who wants to have her cake and eat it too.

"Master, when will you hold a birthday banquet? We can receive a lot of gifts."

Good heavens, upon hearing this, Lin Chang'an's eye twitched.

A birthday banquet? How old is he!
Nascent Soul cultivators have a lifespan of a thousand years. It's an unknown custom that has been passed down since some time ago. Four hundred years old is considered unlucky, while five hundred years old is considered the peak.

They wouldn't start holding birthday banquets until they were at least six or seven hundred years old.

He is not yet four hundred years old, and is considered one of the younger generation among Nascent Soul cultivators. Holding a birthday banquet at this time would be blatantly telling others that he wants to receive gifts.

"Ahem, fellow Daoist, your daughter..."

Clearly, Jin Feng's gluttonous behavior at the otherwise lively birthday banquet still attracted the attention of some people.

A cultivator sitting next to him secretly transmitted a message, seemingly reminding him of something.

Lin Chang'an smiled and nodded at the man, deciding to spare his life if luck was on his side, given the man's reminder.

He then affectionately stroked Jin Feng's head while continuing to pour wine with his other hand.

"This fellow Taoist!"

However, Lin Chang'an's actions naturally attracted the attention of many cultivators at the birthday banquet, and even the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sima family frowned slightly.

Upon witnessing this scene, Sima Yue scanned the area with his divine sense and, after confirming that it was merely a Core Formation cultivator, couldn't help but reveal a murderous aura.

"presumptuous!"

Before the Sima clan could speak, the two Core Formation cultivators from Corpse Valley were immediately enraged. One of them slammed his fist on the table, while the other stood up and pointed at Lin Chang'an, angrily rebuking him:
"Where did this rude savage come from! How dare he act so presumptuously here!" At this moment, everyone inside and outside the hall was instantly alarmed. After all, they were all cultivators with sharp ears and eyes, so they could hear and see clearly.

"Oh, your Sima clan is indeed cautious; even at this point, you can still hold back."

These two cultivators from Corpse Valley clearly used bewitching techniques to draw out their emotions; otherwise, why would they have stood up so forcefully?

However, with his clone now fully in place, none of that mattered anymore. Lin Chang'an calmly rose to his feet.

However, just as he was holding the wine glass that had just been filled, he suddenly collapsed to the ground.

The sound of the wine dripping onto the ground echoed in the hearts of all the cultivators. Countless cultivators turned pale. Had this person gone mad?

However, at this moment, the old clan chief Sima Ming, dressed in a purple-gold dragon robe, gestured with his eyes to stop his brother, while he himself slowly stood up and let out a hearty laugh.

"I wonder which fellow Daoist played this joke on me, actually concealing their cultivation level before coming here. Please forgive my poor eyesight."

As Sima Ming laughed, he secretly signaled to Sima Yue, and the two of them had already made preparations in secret.

This person clearly has ill intentions.

Especially Sima Ming, although his mid-Nascent Soul cultivation was forcibly improved by spiritual objects, his terrifying divine sense at the mid-Nascent Soul stage was genuine.

However, even with his divine sense, he could only detect that this person was a Core Formation cultivator, which immediately made him feel uneasy.

This person either possesses a skill or technique that allows them to conceal their presence, or they possess a treasure.

"joke?"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Lin Chang'an slowly walked to the center of the main hall, a faint smile on his face.

"Three years ago, your Sima clan presented me with a great gift, and today I have come to return the favor!"

As soon as the powerful sound landed, Jin Feng swallowed the food in her mouth and patted the pendant at her waist.

With a loud bang, a blood coffin exuding a rich aura crashed heavily to the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, both those who had come to offer birthday wishes and members of the Sima clan gasped in shock, their faces showing a hint of fear.

"This is a blood corpse coffin!"

The two Core Formation cultivators in Corpse Valley immediately recognized the origin of the coffin and couldn't help but show expressions of fear, as if they had realized something.

"Who exactly is this person?!"

"How dare they send a blood coffin to the birthday banquet of the Sima Ancestor!"

"Damn it, something's going to happen! And you guys are just watching the show."

Some were shocked, while others, more alert and cautious, were already sweating profusely and glancing around nervously, ready to dodge such a fierce battle at any moment.

However, upon seeing the blood-red coffin, Sima Ming's pupils contracted, as if he had also realized something, and he couldn't help but let out a hoarse and hearty laugh.

"So it's Fellow Daoist Lin. But since you've come, why hide yourself?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Chang'an smiled calmly, as if he were looking at a dead man. It seemed that the old man had recognized him.

This blood-covered coffin was a congratulatory gift from Corpse Valley when he was in his Nascent Soul Ceremony.

Lin Chang'an slowly revealed his true form, and at the same time, the aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator suddenly emanated, shocking everyone present.

"Zhenjun Nascent Soul!"

"Damn it, I knew it! How could a Core Formation cultivator have such a guts?"

"Disaster is coming!"

"Fellow Daoist Sima, what do you think of this birthday gift?"

At this moment, Lin Chang'an slammed his palm heavily on the blood coffin, raised his head, and looked at the old patriarch of the Sima clan with a half-smile.

None of those present dared to interfere in the fight between Nascent Soul cultivators.

It must be said that the Sima clan patriarch was incredibly good at swallowing his anger; despite being filled with rage, he maintained a magnanimous smile.

Unlike Sima Yue beside him, whose eyes already revealed a sinister and cold light like that of a venomous snake.

"Haha, I am very satisfied with this great gift. As the saying goes, promotion brings wealth and honor. If I sit in this blood coffin, wouldn't that be proof that my Sima family has taken another step forward?"

Going a step further, wouldn't the Sima family become the royal family of a celestial dynasty like the Great Qian?

However, Sima Ming's hearty laughter echoed, but the people around him trembled and no one dared to make a sound. Many low-level cultivators were even so frightened that they held their breath.

“Fellow Daoist Lin, there may be some misunderstanding between us. If it is truly the Sima clan’s fault, I am willing to compensate you double.”

A hoarse voice, tinged with anger, came from the shadows. Lin Chang'an chuckled upon hearing it. "That old bastard."

"Big brother!"

"Don't be impulsive. Since this person dared to come, he must have made some preparations."

Meanwhile, two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sima clan were secretly communicating via telepathy.

Sima Ming, in particular, stared warily at the little girl standing next to Lin Chang'an, who exuded a terrifying Nascent Soul aura. This person was actually a Nascent Soul cultivator as well.

"Fellow Daoist Sima is joking. This blood coffin is not just for one person."

Lin Chang'an lightly patted the blood coffin in front of him twice, then a chilling intent suddenly rose in his eyes, and he coldly shouted:
"This blood coffin is meant to contain your entire Sima clan!"

"presumptuous!"

"Be bold!"

Sima Ming and Sima Yue, both Nascent Soul cultivators, were immediately enraged and unleashed a terrifying aura.

At the very moment of the clash between the Nascent Soul auras of Lin Chang'an and Jin Feng, two surging auras simultaneously emanated from the valley above the Sima clan.

"There are also Nascent Soul cultivators!"

"As expected!" Sima Ming's face darkened. He knew that if the other party dared to come looking for trouble, how could they not be prepared?

"Four Nascent Soul cultivators!"

The two terrifying auras of Nascent Soul cultivators outside suppressed Sima Ming's rising killing intent once again.

It's not a question of whether they have a chance of winning against four, but rather that this is the heartland of the tribe. If they really fight, it will only result in mutual destruction, which will only benefit the Great Qian.

"Fellow Daoist Lin, is there really some misunderstanding between us? Magic treasures, cultivation techniques, resources? Please speak freely, there's no need for us to come to blows."

Ultimately, it's the outsiders who benefit.

Sima Ming secretly transmitted a message to him, also threatening him: if they really fought to the death, he would not be in a good place, and Corpse Valley might not miss this good opportunity, so you shouldn't expect to have an easy time either.

At the same time, he was also admitting defeat. Was it really worth it for a concubine?

Among Nascent Soul cultivators, there is nothing that cannot be resolved through mutual benefit; if there is, it means that the benefits are not enough.

As for Nascent Soul seeds? The major powers have been fighting for thousands of years, and every one of them has blood on their hands regarding the Nascent Soul seeds of the other.

"Yes, fellow Daoist, our Sima clan does have some dealings with the demonic path and has taken the blame for many things, but in recent years our Sima clan has been fighting against the Great Qian."

"But I truly have not committed any sins, fellow Daoist."

Even Sima Yue revealed a fake smile and transmitted his voice.

The two of them, working together, were clearly trying to shift the blame onto the demonic path.

We're all Nascent Soul cultivators, and it's not like we're mortal enemies. You've vented your anger, made a name for yourself, and gained some benefits. The Sima clan will just have to accept their fate.

It wasn't that the two members of the Sima family were having wild thoughts; it was simply that all the various forces were fighting each other for their own interests.

However, the Sima clan was mistaken, or rather, Lin Chang'an was not a Nascent Soul cultivator who had grown up in a purely powerful force like them.

"Misunderstanding! Compensation?"

Lin Chang'an's lips curled into a smile.

"Okay!"

As a light, airy voice echoed, the two members of the Sima clan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, preparing to test this person's abilities and seek revenge in the future. However, Lin Chang'an's next words caused their expressions to change drastically.

"Let the entire Sima clan be buried with you as compensation!"

"court death!"

The moment Lin Chang'an finished speaking, Sima Ming and Sima Yue, the two Nascent Soul cultivators, launched their attacks, which had been secretly preparing for a moment!

Their previous delay was merely a covert communication with the clan's cultivators to investigate whether there were any other circumstances. After all, since the other party dared to come to their door, they were naturally afraid that the other party had a backup plan.

Therefore, the two of them were looking for the right opportunity from beginning to end.

As Sima Ming raised his hand, a dark, cold light flashed, instantly unleashing a terrifying barrage of needle-like shadows.

This person's magic weapon is actually the flying needle magic weapon, which is recognized as the most difficult to refine.

As Sima Yue raised his hand, a black mountain seal suddenly struck.

At the same time, the restrictions within the main hall suddenly activated, all of which were completed in an instant.

While the other side was stalling for time, Lin Chang'an was also looking for an opportunity to strike.

The moment the opponent suddenly attacked, Lin Chang'an naturally felt the suppression of the restrictions within the main hall. His figure instantly transformed into two phantoms, leading Jin Feng backward.

At the same time, a terrifying attack force struck the weak point of the restriction from the sky above the main hall.

Both sides attacked simultaneously.

Amidst the deafening roar, the remaining cultivators finally reacted and hurriedly began to flee in terror.

"boom!"

The moment the main hall collapsed, the array formations and restrictions surrounding the Sima clan were also fully activated, and they instantly became chaotic.

Sima Yue, who was secretly manipulating the mountain-protecting formation with hand seals, was immediately shocked and furious.

"Brother, there's a problem with our formation and restrictions!"

"I had expected this. This person is a fourth-tier array master. Since he dared to come, how could he not be prepared?"

Amidst the dust, Sima Ming stood in the void with a gloomy expression, while the two people who had just been attacked were merely phantoms.

"It's actually a rare phantom clone type of supernatural power."

Two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Sima clan raised their heads with grim expressions, while Lin Chang'an and Jin Feng stood in the void.

"Fellow Daoist, is it really worth fighting to the death over a mere concubine?"

At this moment, explanations are no longer important; what matters is profit.

Is it worth it for a concubine who only has the potential to become a Nascent Soul cultivator?
"Who's going to waste my breath on you!"

However, Lin Chang'an, standing in the void, let out a cold shout, and with a wave of his hand, twenty-four sun-piercing divine swords transformed into countless sword shadows that swept towards him.

Jin Feng then unleashed a beam of golden light, striking with lightning speed, and the two joined forces to attack Sima Ming.

Sima Yue roared, but he was facing two other Nascent Soul cultivators wearing masks.

One person was holding the Fire-Leaving Sword, which belonged to the Crimson Fire Old Monster, while the other was holding the Black Gourd magic weapon that had destroyed the demonic Nascent Soul cultivator.

In an instant, flames filled the sky, and black winds blew in gusts.

The entire Sima clan was thrown into chaos.

……

"Oh no! The mountain-protecting formation is in disarray, and miasma is spreading. Be careful!"

The Sima clan's protective mountain formation, with its array plates and flags constantly collapsing as it operated, resulted in a pervasive miasma, causing the protective formation to become indiscriminate in its attacks.

"Run! This is a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators; we can't linger here!"

Although the miasma was very strong, some Core Formation cultivators relied on their own cultivation levels and transformed into streaks of light, ready to escape in an instant.

However, under the bright moonlight, a muffled sound suddenly came from the huge valley, like the dull sound of a giant beast trampling on the earth.

"not good!"

Before anyone could react, a pale golden transparent light barrier suddenly rose from all sides, and the Core Formation cultivators who had just transformed into streaks of light and tried to escape crashed into the barrier with a thud.

One by one, the Core Formation cultivators stared in shock at the scene before them.

Under the moonlight, four towering, earthen-yellow Xuanwu phantoms, each a hundred feet tall, materialized in the four directions of east, west, south, and north, as golden light emerged around the serene and beautiful valley.

The next moment, the bulky Xuanwu phantom began to stomp around the ground, and with each landing of its giant hand, it would unleash a terrifying power, making the array barrier even stronger.

"This is the Four Symbols Black Tortoise Formation!"

Among the crowd, there were naturally some knowledgeable people. Some Core Formation cultivators, pale-faced and trembling, revealed the origin of this great formation.

"A fourth-tier grand formation! This True Monarch Lin is truly here to annihilate the entire Sima clan!"

Among the crowd, a cultivator in the mid-stage of Core Formation was sweating profusely with fear.

A fourth-tier grand formation, and four Nascent Soul cultivators—this is for real; they're not here to cause trouble or seek revenge.

They really came here for revenge!

"Just for a concubine?"

Some cultivators still look incredulous; to them, concubines are just commodities.

Some people think it might be an excuse, which is all too common in the cultivation world.

But right now everyone is trapped inside the formation, so they have no time to think about these things.

"All cultivators, listen to my command! The invaders are here to annihilate us all. Those who wish to live, join forces to fight back. Even Nascent Soul cultivators will eventually exhaust their magical power."

I don't believe they can kill us all before their magic runs out, especially since our Sima clan still has two patriarchs!"

The Sima clan cultivators also shouted urgently, and the lower-level cultivators of the Sima clan had already hidden in the clan's forbidden area.

At this moment, under the command of high-level cultivators, groups of well-trained golden-armored guards or maids flew to the main hall or high platform within the clan that was protected by restrictions.

Then they all shouted in unison, unleashing a dense surge of magical power. The protective light of the barrier flickered, and they were actually preparing to condense another barrier within the clan's territory.

Although their cultivation levels are shallow, they are still able to unleash a certain amount of combat power due to the hidden restrictions they possess and their sheer numbers.

However, right there in the Sima clan's territory, the moment these cultivators, who had been trained since childhood, activated the restrictive barrier, they directly triggered the restriction that Lin Chang'an had buried deep underground using earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique or method of escape).

The restriction instantly erupted, and a terrifying aura of yin energy spread out.

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　　Thank you to all the fellow readers who have supported me. The author has posted a call for submissions in the reader community.

　　If we were to combine the protagonist's Sun-Piercing Divine Sword into a sword formation, what would be a good name for it? Let's brainstorm and hope that fellow cultivators can offer an imaginative name for the sword formation.

　　(If there are a few nice-sounding sword formations, the author will save them for later use, hehe)
　　
　
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