My cultivation disguise has been exposed by Xiao Sizi.

The elders of the Luo family were pale-faced, their eyes filled with despair.

In the courtyard below.

Li Chen spat out a watermelon seed and stared at the enormous bloody hand.

He couldn't help but shake his head and offer a professional comment.

"Tsk, this old man's technique is too crude."

"He has the cultivation level of the Nascent Soul stage, but his true essence is scattered and weak. This palm strike looks powerful, but it is full of flaws."

"The charging time is so long, and the movements are so slow. If it were a captain in the Tang Dynasty's border army, he would have pierced his dantian with a single spear thrust long ago."

Li Chen turned his head and looked at Si Zi, who was gnawing on a spare rib.

"Sizi, if you ever get into a fight, never follow his example."

"Just make your move, don't just stand there in the air for so long, you're just making yourself a sitting duck."

"Okay! I got it!"

Sizi nodded obediently. Although she didn't understand at all, she was sure that what her sixteenth brother said was right.

midair.

Seeing that the clan's protective formation was about to collapse, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Luo family patriarch.

"You old scoundrel! Stop being so arrogant!"

The head of the Luo family bit his tongue, spitting out a mouthful of his life essence blood.

He quickly formed hand seals and slammed them against his chest.

"Please bring me the ancestral ritual artifact! The Zhenhai Bronze Mirror!"

Accompanied by a roar.

Deep within the Luo family ancestral hall, a dazzling golden light shot into the sky.

An ancient bronze mirror, weathered and covered with intricate runes, floated above the Luo family's residence like a blazing sun.

A golden beam of light, almost tangible, shot out and met the crimson blood hand that was pressing down on it!

"boom--!!!"

Golden light and blood-red light collided violently in mid-air.

A terrifying energy storm swept across all directions.

Dozens of Zhao family flying boats that were too close together were instantly disintegrated in the energy storm before they could even activate their protective shields, turning into a sky full of fireballs that fell to the ground.

"what!"

A heart-wrenching scream echoed through the night sky.

Under the illumination of that ancestral bronze mirror, the bloody hand that the Zhao family patriarch was so proud of began to melt away rapidly, like snowflakes under the scorching sun!

"Impossible! How could you possibly activate this semi-divine artifact?!"

The Zhao family patriarch stared wide-eyed in disbelief and let out a desperate roar.

The Luo family patriarch's face was as pale as paper, clearly indicating that activating the bronze mirror had taken a tremendous toll on him.

But he gritted his teeth and fought to the death.

"Old man, your lifespan has run out!"

The head of the Luo family sneered repeatedly, "Let's see how long you can hold out!"

Time passed by, second by second.

Li Chen finished the last piece of watermelon below and took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.

"it's over."

He made a calm conclusion.

It seemed to confirm Li Chen's words.

In mid-air, the Zhao family patriarch, who was struggling to hold on, suddenly stiffened.

The last vestige of life within him was finally and completely exhausted by the intense clash of spells.

His gaunt face was filled with a deathly pallor.

He looked down at the still indestructible golden light screen, his eyes filled with resentment, bitterness, and despair.

"I'm not reconciled... I'm not reconciled at all!!!"

It was accompanied by a mournful cry that was extremely piercing.

The half-petrified body of the Zhao family patriarch resembled a rock that had been weathered for thousands of years.

It shattered violently in mid-air.

It turned into a flurry of gray powder, which, carried by the night wind, completely dissipated between heaven and earth.

A Nascent Soul stage monster who had dominated the ancient city for hundreds of years vanished into thin air.

"Our ancestor has fallen!"

"Run!"

With the death of their patriarch, the Zhao family army collapsed instantly.

At this moment, everyone's fighting spirit crumbled.

The surviving warships turned around and fled in all directions like stray dogs.

"Kill! Leave no one alive!"

With red eyes, the head of the Luo family brandished his sword, pointing it straight at the sky.

The Luo family's elite troops, who had been suppressed and beaten for half the night, were now in high spirits and charged out like tigers descending the mountain, launching a brutal pursuit.

In the night sky, the battle situation presented an absolutely one-sided picture.

In the midst of the chaos.

The current head of the Zhao family, the middle-aged man dressed in a magnificent brocade robe.

He was being relentlessly attacked by three core elders of the Luo family, covered in blood and with disheveled hair.

Watching his clansmen fall one after another around him, the Zhao family patriarch was filled with despair.

It’s over.

The Zhao family is completely finished.

But he can't die here!

As long as he escapes alive, carrying the family's hidden resources, he may well be able to make a comeback in time!

"You forced me to do this!"

A ruthless glint of extreme resentment flashed in the eyes of the Zhao family patriarch.

He suddenly reached out and plunged his hand into his own chest without hesitation!

"Pfft!"

Blood spurted wildly.

He actually crushed a section of his own heart meridian!

"Blood Escape Technique! Burning Blood Transforms into a Rainbow!"

An extremely violent, foul-smelling crimson energy instantly enveloped his entire body.

This is a forbidden technique that would inflict a thousand damage on the enemy while harming eight hundred of your own.

Once unleashed, even if one escapes with their life, their cultivation level will permanently decline, and they may even lose a hundred years of their lifespan.

But in order to survive, he couldn't care less about anything else.

"Whoosh—!"

A flash of blood.

The Zhao family patriarch transformed into an extremely fast, blood-red meteor, instantly breaking through the encirclement of the three elders.

They fled frantically towards a secluded corner on the outskirts of the Luo family mansion.

"Oh no! He's trying to escape! After him!"

The elders of the Luo family were terrified and quickly used their magical artifacts to give chase.

but.

The Blood Escape Technique is incredibly fast and its movements are unpredictable, making it impossible to lock onto.

midair.

Despite the excruciating pain of his shattered heart meridian, the head of the Zhao family experienced bouts of mental darkness.

Although this forbidden technique was extremely fast, he had completely lost control of his direction due to his severe injuries.

The crimson meteor streaked across the night sky like a headless fly, tracing an extremely eerie arc.

At last.

As luck would have it, it crashed straight down into the most secluded and tranquil part of the Luo family mansion, the Cherry Blossom Courtyard, which was shrouded in a transparent barrier!

"Bang--!"

A dull thud.

The Zhao family patriarch was like a bombshell dropped from the sky.

It smashed through the lawn in the yard.

The mud flew up and smashed a large pit that was more than ten feet deep.

The enormous impact made his already damaged body even worse.

With a "Wow!"

He tilted his head back and spat out another mouthful of black blood mixed with pieces of internal organs.

"I survived... I finally escaped..."

The head of the Zhao family lay at the bottom of the pit, panting heavily, a bitter smile of relief on his face.

Once he regains a little strength, he can use the Earth Escape Technique to escape completely.

He struggled to prop himself up with his hands, trying to climb out of the deep pit.

however.

His gaze went beyond the edge of the pit.

When you can see the scene in the courtyard clearly.

His bitter smile froze instantly.

The night breeze rustled the ancient purple bamboo in the courtyard.

Under soft lighting.

A handsome young man in a blue robe was lounging lazily in a grand chair.

He was holding a half-full glass of crystal-clear juice in his hand.

And next to the young man.

A little girl wearing a pink nightgown and with two little buns on her head.

She was holding a cleanly gnawed bone in her hand, staring at him with her big, dark eyes, her face full of curiosity.

One person and one cat.

In addition, there was a beautifully sculpted little girl.

This scene was all too familiar to the Zhao family patriarch!

Even if he were reduced to ashes, he would still recognize him!

The two faces were clearly imprinted on the jade slip that the scouts sent back!

These two monsters, who appeared out of nowhere, crippled his bandit, stole his spirit egg, and ruined the Zhao family's century-old plan!

The Zhao family patriarch's eyes instantly turned blood red.

Old and new grudges erupted like a volcano at this moment!

"It's you guys!!!"

The head of the Zhao family let out a fierce roar, like a wild beast on its deathbed.

Those bloodshot eyes revealed a tangible, insane killing intent.

"It's you two little beasts!"

"You destroyed the foundation of my Zhao family! You cut off my ancestor's path to survival!"