Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Holding his longsword, Yunshan roared, "Today is the day the Wang family is destroyed! Everyone from the Yunlan Sect, follow me and kill!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Yunlan Sect disciples roared and rushed into the Wang family mansion, killing anyone they saw.

"Wang family sons, fight these bastards!"

Wang Hetian roared and charged forward, sword in hand.

"Fight to the death! Kill!"

Members of the Wang family also took up arms and engaged in a fierce battle with the Yunlan Sect.

Shouts of battle and the clash of weapons echoed throughout the mansion.

Wang Hetian faced off against Yun Shan, and the two fought to a standstill.

But when he looked up, he saw Wang Xuansheng being attacked by three people in mid-air, and he was about to lose his grip. He was extremely anxious.

"We can't delay any longer! This is the only way!"

Wang Hetian suddenly exerted his strength, forcing Yunshan back.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the jade pendant in front of him.

The jade pendant emitted a dazzling light, which shone towards the ancestral land of the Wang family.

Deep within the ancestral land of the Wang family lies two ancient coffins, inside which lie the second and third ancestors of the Wang family.

The two patriarchs were already on their deathbeds, clinging to life only by a secret medicine, which served as the family's last trump card.

Once it awakens and makes a move, it won't be long before its life force is cut off and it passes away completely.

If it weren't for the family facing a life-or-death crisis, Wang Hetian would never have resorted to this last resort.

Wang Hetian looked up to the sky and roared, his voice piercing through the chaos of the battle and reaching the depths of his ancestral land.

"The Wang family has suffered a great calamity today. We earnestly beg our Second and Third Ancestors to awaken and save our Wang family!"

Deep within the ancestral land, in a stone chamber that had been sealed for many years, two bronze coffins suddenly began to tremble.

The coffin lid cracked open with a "crack," and the two gaunt old men lying inside slowly opened their eyes. Their eye sockets were deep-set, yet they shone with a terrifying light.

"Who dares disturb the peace of my royal family!"

Two aged yet powerful voices rang out.

Thud! Thud! The coffin shattered completely.

The Second and Third Patriarchs emerged gracefully.

As soon as they flew out of their ancestral land, they saw Wang Xuansheng being besieged by three people, and he was about to be overwhelmed.

"Xuan Sheng!"

The Second Ancestor let out a low shout, his figure blurred, and he stood in front of Wang Xuansheng, striking the Left Protector with a palm.

"Bang!"

The two palms clashed, and the Left Protector was forced back hundreds of meters. He looked at the Second Ancestor in astonishment:

"Peak of the Land Immortal realm? This Wang family is quite interesting."

Wang Xuansheng, his eyes red, roared at the Second and Third Ancestors:

"Second Ancestor! Third Ancestor! The Yunlan Sect has colluded with the Netherworld Palace to destroy my Wang family!"

The Third Patriarch stood protectively beside Wang Xuansheng, his eyes blazing with fury as he surveyed the horrific scene below.

"You brats from the Yunlan Sect and scum from the Netherworld Palace, daring to bully my Wang family? Do you really think we old bones are all dead?"

Yun Feiyang's heart skipped a beat when he saw the Second Ancestor and the Third Ancestor appear.

"Those two old geezers are still alive!"

He had long suspected that those two old geezers were still alive.

So for so many years, we haven't dared to push the Wang family too far, and now it has indeed come true.

He forced himself to remain calm: "Left Protector, although they are at the peak of the terrestrial immortal realm, look at that death aura... I'm afraid they won't last long."

The Left Protector sensed the deathly aura emanating from the two men, a disdainful smirk playing on his lips as he sneered:

"Ha~ Just an old geezer with nothing left to burn, daring to show his face and get in the way?"

He winked at Feng Lingxu and Yun Feiyang, "Attack together, and finish this quickly!"

Three figures rushed forward again, engaging in battle with the second, third, and fourth ancestors of the Wang family.

Although the Second and Third Ancestors were nearing the end of their lives, they were, after all, ancient monsters who had lived for thousands of years.

He possessed the true cultivation of a peak terrestrial immortal, and for a time, he fought to a standstill with the Left Protector and Feng Lingxu.

But it was obvious to anyone with eyes that with each move they made, their energy waned a little.

Because of his previous injury, the Fourth Patriarch Wang Xuansheng gradually fell into a disadvantageous position against Yun Feiyang.

"Wang Xuansheng, today your Wang family is destined to cease to exist!"

"Give up the resistance, and maybe I'll spare your life!"

"Don't even think about it!"

"puff!"

Wang Xuansheng was struck by Yun Feiyang's palm again, and was sent flying backward, crashing into the ancestral hall's archway, which cracked instantly.

"Xuan Sheng!"

The Second Patriarch was furious and wanted to rush over to help, but he was held back by the Left Protector.

Wang Xuansheng flew out of the ruins again.

"Cough cough cough~ Dad! Grandpa! I'm alright!"

After saying a few words to the Second and Third Ancestors, he continued to fight Yun Feiyang!

The melee below continues.

Wang Hetian fought on despite his injuries, watching his clansmen fall one by one, his heart aching, but he could only grit his teeth and persevere.

"Hold on! We still have hope!"

He roared, trying to encourage himself and his people.

"Wang Hetian, prepare to die!" Yunshan seized an opening and pointed his sword at his heart.

"Master!"

His wife, who was not far away, rushed forward with a scream and blocked the sword with her body, her blood splattering all over Wang Hetian's face.

"Ah Zhu!"

Wang Hetian's eyes were bloodshot as he looked at his wife's fallen body, tears mingling with blood as they streamed down his face.

"I'll fight you to the death!"

He roared, unleashing his spiritual power without reservation, forcefully pushing Yunshan back dozens of meters.

"A son of the Wang family, even in death, will take one of his own down with him!"

"Kill! Kill!"

The remaining members of the Wang family seemed to have their fighting spirit ignited, roaring as they charged towards the Yunlan Sect disciples.

Even if you lose an arm or a leg, you'll still bite off a piece of flesh from the other person.

In mid-air, the Second Ancestor's condition worsened, and he coughed up a mouthful of black blood, slowing his movements by a fraction.

The Left Protector seized the opportunity and struck him on the back with a palm.

"puff!"

The Second Patriarch fell like a kite with a broken string.

"Second Ancestor!"

The Fourth Ancestor, Wang Xuansheng, unleashed his fist power, forcing Yun Feiyang back, and then flew over to catch him.

But the Second Ancestor's body was rapidly withering away, his breath as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

"...Xuan...Xuansheng..."

The second ancestor grasped his hand, his voice barely audible, like a mosquito's hum.

"Preserve...preserve the royal bloodline..."

Before he could finish speaking, his hand fell limp. In the end, he had exhausted his last shred of life.

"grandfather!"

The Fourth Patriarch, Wang Xuansheng, held his corpse and roared.

Upon seeing this, the Third Patriarch also let out a sorrowful roar.

"father!"

The spiritual energy suddenly became violent, forcing the three left protectors to retreat repeatedly.

But this was merely a final burst of life before death; the aura of death emanating from him was so thick it was impossible to dissipate, and the light in his eyes was rapidly dimming.

"The Wang family...will never perish!"

The Third Patriarch used his last bit of strength to form a hand seal, and his body burst forth with dazzling light.

The Left Protector's expression changed drastically: "Not good, he's going to self-destruct! Retreat quickly!"

The three quickly retreated, but saw that the light did not explode.

Instead, it transformed into a curtain of light, enveloping the entire Wang family mansion.

Inside the light screen, the surviving members of the Wang family felt a warm current flow through their bodies.

The injury was slowly healing, and the fatigue was completely gone.

"This is... the protection of ancestral spirits?" Wang Hetian was stunned.

Outside the light curtain, the three ancestors, having sacrificed themselves, began to transform into specks of starlight, dissipating into the air, leaving only a long sigh.

The Left Protector stared at the light barrier, his face turning ashen.

"A bunch of dying people, still pulling these kinds of tricks!"

He tried to attack the light barrier, but was bounced back.

"How long can this light screen last?" Yun Feiyang asked anxiously.

"It won't last much longer," the Left Protector sneered.

"Stay put! Once the light barrier breaks, leave no one alive!"