My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

Everything was arranged.

Li Chen walked down the corridor and pulled over a cushioned armchair.

I sat down quite comfortably.

He placed the fruit plate on the small coffee table next to him.

While leisurely munching on watermelon, they watched with great interest the horrific brawl taking place in the yard.

"Fourth brother, your lower body is unstable. Attack his bottom lane!"

"Yes, right there! Trip him!"

The Prince of Qin of the Great Tang Dynasty, a dignified Nascent Soul stage expert, was now acting as an off-field coach, completely disregarding his image.

They even watched it with great interest.

With Li Chen's support and guidance...

Fatty got even more excited.

It jumped around, treating Yingyi like a giant cat tree and a toy ball of yarn.

however.

Amidst the cheerful laughter and relaxed atmosphere of watching the drama unfold in the cherry blossom garden, the atmosphere was filled with joy.

Outside the barrier.

The Zhao family lived several miles away.

Deep within that dark and damp underground palace, the atmosphere had reached a breaking point of oppression.

The Zhao family patriarch sat cross-legged in the center of the blood array.

A huge crack suddenly appeared on his body, which was half completely petrified.

An aura of utter decay and death emanated uncontrollably from the top of his head.

The flame of his natal soul lamp in front of him had become so weak that it was only the size of a soybean and could go out at any moment.

"Shadow One has been gone for so long, and he still hasn't returned..."

The old ancestor's voice had become as broken and tattered as a broken bellows in the wind.

A flash of madness and desperation, driven by desperation, crossed his deep green eyes.

"I can't wait."

"My lifespan won't last until he brings back the spirit egg."

The Zhao family patriarch suddenly raised his head, his remaining skin and bones gripping the Zhao family head beside him tightly.

The force was astonishing, almost crushing the patriarch's shoulder blade.

"Ancestor!" the Zhao family patriarch cried out in terror.

"Pass down the order!"

The ancestor let out a fierce roar to the sky, a sound filled with a desperate, all-or-nothing determination.

"Activate the Clan Blood Sacrifice Array!"

"Awaken all the elders in seclusion! Activate all warships!"

"Since the covert approach doesn't work, let's try the open one!"

"Tonight, let's gather the strength of the entire clan and unleash our full power!"

"Even if we raze the entire Luo family to the ground, even if we raze that ancient city to the ground."

"I will snatch that phoenix spirit egg back from the jaws of death!"

"Boom—!"

The rolling thunder tore through the silent night sky of the ancient border town.

The thick, dark clouds were forcibly dispersed by an intense, unyielding crimson light.

At the edge of the sky.

Hundreds of massive warships resembled a sea of ​​steel and fire that blotted out the sky.

With a terrifying killing intent that seemed capable of crushing everything, they surged towards the Luo family mansion in a mighty, overwhelming manner.

The wind howled, and the air was thick with the scent of blood.

Inside the Luo family mansion, the warning bronze bell hanging on the main peak emitted an extremely piercing roar.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The urgent tolling of the bell instantly awakened the sleeping members of the Luo family.

"Enemy attack! It's the Zhao family!"

"Activate the clan's protective formation! Everyone, take your battle positions!"

In an instant, the entire Luo family was thrown into chaos.

Countless streaks of light shot into the sky from each courtyard.

The head of the Luo family didn't even have time to put on his outer robe. Holding a long sword, his face ashen, he rushed into the air.

He looked at the overwhelming Zhao family flying boats in the distance, and at the very front of the flying boats, at the withered old man sitting cross-legged in a blood-red array, exuding an aura of death and madness.

The heart of the Luo family patriarch sank to the bottom in an instant.

"Old Zhao! You're still alive!"

The head of the Luo family roared, his voice echoing throughout the city, enveloped in powerful true energy.

"You've all come out in the middle of the night, do you really intend to fight the Luo family to the death?!"

"A fight to the death? Cough cough cough..."

The Zhao family patriarch let out a shrill, eerie laugh that sounded as unpleasant as an owl's.

He suddenly stood up, and countless horrifying bloody gashes burst open on his half-petrified body.

"My lifespan has come to an end; the Zhao family has no way out!"

The Zhao family patriarch's eerie green eyes were filled with madness and greed.

"Hand over that spirit egg with phoenix blood! Hand over that little girl who ruined my grand plan!"

"Otherwise, tonight I will wipe out your entire Luo family, leaving not a single chicken or dog alive! Not a single blade of grass standing!"

Accompanied by the ancestor's roar.

Hundreds of warships simultaneously lit up with a blinding light.

Countless thick beams of spiritual energy, like a devastating meteor shower, slammed into the Luo family's protective formation.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The earth-shattering explosion caused the entire Luo family mansion to tremble violently.

Visible shockwaves of spiritual energy raged wildly in mid-air.

Multicolored magical light illuminated half the night sky as if it were daytime.

At this time.

Deep within the Luo family mansion, in the Cherry Blossom Courtyard.

It was completely different from the tragic scene outside, a scene of impending doom and life and death.

The art style here exudes an eerie sense of leisure and tranquility.

"Sixteenth Brother, are they setting off fireworks outside?"

Sizi was holding a half-eaten snowflake beef rib in her hand.

The little girl looked up curiously at the bursts of crimson and azure light in the sky.

"Yes, the adults are fighting."

Li Chen leaned comfortably against the armchair, his two long legs crossed.

He then took out a plate of neatly sliced, chilled red-fleshed spirit melon from his storage ring.

He took a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, making a "crunch crunch" sound as he chewed.

"fight?"

Sizi blinked, ran to Li Chen's side, and pulled over a small stool to sit down.

"Why do they set off fireworks when they're fighting? That's so weird."

"Because they value rituals."

While eating melon seeds, Li Chen earnestly explained the science to his younger sister.

"Look at that old man in the sky, all glowing. He deliberately creates so much red light to make his entrance look imposing. Actually, besides wasting electricity... cough, besides wasting spiritual energy, it has no practical purpose whatsoever."

"oh--"

Sizi drawled out the words as if he understood but not quite, and nodded.

"The fireworks they set off weren't as good as the ones set off by the officials in the Ministry of Works during the Lantern Festival in Chang'an."

"It's bright red, not vibrant at all."

Great minds think alike.

Li Chen patted his sister's bun with satisfaction.

"The spell effects in this remote little place are indeed a bit rough, but it's good enough to just watch for fun."

"Come on, don't just eat watermelon, have some barbecue."

Li Chen thoughtfully pushed the plate of slightly cooled snowflake beef ribs in front of Si Zi.

"Thank you, Brother Sixteen!"

The little girl cheered, put down the watermelon, grabbed a piece of rib and continued to eat.

For her, as long as there is food, even if the sky falls, the adults will hold it up.

On the lawn at their feet.

The once invincible ace assassin of the Zhao family, "Shadow One".

At this moment, it was bound into a pretzel shape by a rope formed from spiritual energy and thrown into a corner like a dead dog.

His face had been swollen like a pig's head by Fatty Si's slaps.

His eyes were bruised and his nose was broken.

He looked desperately at his ancestor's frenzied attack in the sky, then glanced at the brother and sister in front of him who were leisurely eating a late-night snack.

A sense of absurdity, unlike anything seen before, rose in Yingyi's heart.

The outside world is a scene of carnage and bloodshed.

These two people actually set up a table here and are having a late-night snack?!

Do they even know what fear is?!

"Meow."

Fatty Four walked over with elegant cat-like steps.

It disdainfully scratched Yingyi's head with its paw, then jumped onto the table, picked up a piece of roasted meat, and began to eat it with relish.

midair.

The battle has entered a fierce stage.

The Zhao family patriarch recklessly burned his last bit of life force.

The oppressive aura of a Nascent Soul stage expert was released without reservation.

His withered palm pressed down sharply.

In the sky, endless blood energy surged and condensed into a crimson blood hand that was thousands of feet in size.

With a terrifying, suffocating pressure, it slammed down hard on the main hall of the Luo family.

"Click, click..."

The Luo family's protective formation shattered under the weight of the bloody hand.

"Oh no! The great formation is about to break!"