The members of the Qin Clan were all extremely nervous when they saw Ye Lang pouncing towards Qin Wentian. Ye Lang's palms trembled, and his entire person transformed into a demonic wolf. The Shadow of the demonic wolf lunged towards Qin Wentian, howling in rage, wanting to tear Qin Wentian into shreds.
"Demonic Wolf Astral Soul, no wonder Ye Lang exuded the aura of a wild beast." The countenances of the spectators froze, only to see Qin Yao lunging towards Qin Wentian. She released her Astral Soul, and it was in the form of an ancient tree. Her first Astral Soul was an Ancient Tree Astral Soul.
"Ye Lang, scram." Qin Yao's voice rang out, as numerous sharp ancient wooden swords transformed into sharp swords, flying towards Ye Lang.
The tyrannical Yuan Energy fused into her innate technique, causing the Arterial Circulation Pathway to erupt forth, unleashing a terrifying might. This was the symbol of someone at the Arterial Circulation Realm.
"Shatter!" At this moment, Ye Lang was like a madman, exuding a terrifying aura of wildness. He was like a wild beast, tearing apart the sharp swords made of ancient wooden swords. His strength towered up to the heavens, as he continued to lunge towards Qin Wentian.
"ROAR!" At this moment, Qin Wentian's arms transformed into a towering gigantic hammer, filled with resplendent Astral Light. After which, the gigantic hammer transformed into an Azure Dragon, roaring through the nine heavens. It was as though a gigantic dragon had descended upon Ye Lang.
The cold Wolf King and the tyrannical Azure Dragon clashed against each other, as a hurricane ravaged the area. Qin Wentian and Ye Lang both retreated explosively, their feet leaving deep marks on the ground.
"Wentian." Qin Yao's countenance drastically changed. The ancient wooden swords directly bound Qin Wentian's body.
Qin Wentian slammed into Qin Yao's body, and finally stopped his retreat. He could feel his entire body devoid of strength, as bloody scars could be seen on his fists, from which fresh blood flowed unceasingly.
"Hu, how strong. The difference between our cultivation levels is too great." Qin Wentian thought to himself. At this moment, the power of the stars stored in his limbs and bones seemed to have been exhausted by that strike, and he was very weak.
"As expected of an Astral Soul condensed from an Astral Soul from the 5th Heavenly Layer. In addition to the Astral Meridians I've condensed, I was actually able to condense all the Astral Energy in my body into a single strike, allowing me to withstand Ye Lang's all-out attack. But at the same time, the Astral Energy in my body was completely depleted."
At this moment, Ye Lang was even more shocked. He was actually pushed back, and his sharp claws that were hanging in the air were covered in blood. Qin Wentian was actually able to injure him.
"I want you dead." Ye Lang let out a bestial roar as he stared at Qin Wentian. As the sound of his voice faded, he stepped forward step by step. The aura of a wild beast around him grew stronger and stronger, and with every step he took, the ground beneath him would collapse.
"If you continue to be so presumptuous, don't blame me for being impolite," Qin Chuan said coldly when he saw that Ye Lang was still unwilling to give up.
At the same time, Wu Xiu Luo's eyes flashed with a ruthless light. This Qin Wentian was a formidable character, and he had to be eliminated.
"Go and bring Qin Wentian, Qin Yao and the other two here. Those who obstruct us will be treated as disobeying the Emperor's orders," Wu Xiu Luo coldly commanded.
"Capture them." Ye Mo and Icehawk spoke at the same time. In an instant, an oppressive aura enveloped the entire space, as the spear-wielding soldiers advanced towards the Qin Residence, causing people to feel suffocated.
Just as they gave the command, a group of archers suddenly rushed out from within the Qin Residence, instantly forming into a few rows. The horned gigantic bows were pulled back into the shape of a full moon, filled with the beauty of strength.
"Seems like the Qin Residence is going to rebel," Ye Mo coldly stated, as he directly soared into the skies, dashing towards the direction of the archers.
"Pu, pu, pu …" The bowstrings vibrated, as the arrows pierced through the air, shooting towards the direction of the Knight Regiment. The arrows transformed into a rain of arrows, as they pierced through the air, emitting a terrifying sharp whistling sound.
Similarly, there were many arrows that were directly aimed at Ye Mo, who was in the air. Above Ye Mo's head, two Astral Souls were simultaneously released. The first Astral Soul was the Goshawk Astral Soul, granting him agility and speed, as well as ferocious attacks. The second Astral Soul was akin to a tall mountain, condensed from a Constellation within a mountain. The Stone Mountain Astral Soul was able to transform his skin into stone, allowing him to attack and defend at the same time.
Ye Mo's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, as he blasted out with his rock-like palms. The strength of his palms could topple mountains and overturn seas, destroying everything in its path. All the whistling arrows were shattered into pieces in the air.
Ye Mo's cultivation base was at the Yuanfu Realm, and he had already awakened two Astral Souls. He had even opened his third Astral Gate, it was just that he had yet to condense his third Astral Soul.
At this moment, behind the group of archers, two old men appeared. One of them glanced at Ye Mo, who was in the air, as he also soared towards the clouds.
"Martial Guards?" Wu Xiu Luo was still on his warhorse, his eyes gleaming with a cold light. These silhouettes that appeared should be the all-powerful Martial Guards that followed Qin Wu in the past. It was just that the Martial Guards now no longer had the glory of the past.
"RETREAT TO THE QIN CLAN!" Qin Chuan roared in rage as he saw the Qin Clan's cavalry sweeping towards them.
In the direction where Qin Wentian was, Ye Lang rushed towards him like a wild beast. There were experts on his left and right, allowing him to use his full strength to rush forward. Those from the Qin Clan who tried to block him were instantly heavily injured.
Qin Yao carried Qin Wentian as she retreated continuously. Her countenance was extremely unsightly as she stared at Ye Lang in front of her. This beast-like youth wanted to kill Qin Wentian.
"Let me block him." A silhouette appeared in front of Qin Yao and Qin Wentian, as a leg swept out.
"BOOM!" Ye Lang used his arm to block the leg that weighed over ten thousand jin, while his other hand directly grabbed onto the leg. A ruthless glint flashed in his eyes.
"Qin Xiao, retreat." Qin Yao's countenance stiffened, but it was already too late. Ye Lang's knifehand chopped downwards, landing on Qin Xiao's thigh. In an instant, Qin Xiao let out an ear-piercing scream as he fell to the ground. His countenance was deathly pale, as one of his legs was chopped off by the knifehand.
Qin Yao and the rest had already retreated to the entrance of the Qin Clan. Even more Martial Guards rushed out, forming a powerful barrier. Ye Lang inclined his head and glanced at Qin Wentian, before shifting his gaze to Qin Xiao. His fist punched out explosively, landing on Qin Xiao's head. Blood splattered everywhere, splattering onto Ye Lang's face, making him look even more ferocious.
"Qin Yao, I will make you my plaything, my female slave. I will play with you whenever I want." Ye Lang's voice was ice-cold, as he licked the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Qin Yao's delicate body trembled slightly, she was infuriated.
"ALL OF YOU, RETREAT!" Qin Chuan shouted. Wu Xiu and Luo Nan had once again led their troops forward. Now, even if the Qin Clan mobilized their Martial Guards, it would still be difficult for them to defend against the strength of their opponents.
Qin Yao's eyes burned with fury, as if she hadn't heard Qin Chuan's words. But at this moment, Qin Wentian grabbed Qin Yao's hand, as he said, "Sister, let's enter the Qin Clan."
"Wentian, Qin Xiao, he …" Qin Yao's eyes were bloodshot. Although Qin Xiao wasn't her blood brother, he was still a member of the Qin Clan. His ancestors had followed Qin Wu through many battles, and had the same surname as the Qin. Although they were from the branch family, the Qin Clan had never treated them as outsiders.
"I will definitely avenge him, definitely." Qin Wentian's calm voice contained a terrifying coldness. At this moment, his calm eyes were filled with a bestial rage, as he glared at Ye Lang. "Remember me, I will kill you."
Qin Wentian swore that he would definitely kill Ye Lang.
"He won't be the first." Ye Lang stepped on Qin Xiao's body, as his eyes gleamed with a demonic light. Qin Wentian pulled Qin Yao and entered the Qin Clan. At the same time, the rain of arrows from the Martial Guards forced the people outside to retreat. With the presence of the Martial Guards, it wouldn't be easy for them to invade the Qin Clan.
After Qin Wentian and the rest entered the Qin Clan, the Qin Clan was already in a state of chaos. They didn't expect that the Ye Clan and their troops would actually launch an attack on the Qin Clan.
"Yao`er, bring Wentian to rest. Also, Qin Shang and Qin Zhi, all of you return. There's no need for you to worry about anything here, just focus on your cultivation." Qin Chuan's gaze swept over Qin Yao and the rest, as his countenance turned heavy.
"Father, we want to stay behind to help." Qin Yao said, unwilling to give up.
"Go back." Qin Chuan berated, "All of you, remember this. This is an unprecedented crisis for our Qin Clan. If the Qin Clan loses this battle, we will spare no expense to ensure your safety. All of you are the future of the Qin Clan."
"The Qin Clan will not lose." Tears flowed down from Qin Yao's eyes.
"I'm only saying 'if'. Since they are so unfaithful, your grandfather will know what to do. As long as we hold on for a few more days, there will be hope for the Qin Clan." Qin Chuan spoke, causing Qin Yao and the rest to heave a sigh of relief. It seemed like the Qin Clan's grandfather still had a backup plan. The Qin Clan must not be destroyed like this.
"Father, I'm going to cultivate." Qin Wentian spoke to Qin Chuan, as he turned and left, causing Qin Yao and the rest to be stunned. Nobody saw that Qin Wentian's tightly clenched fists had traces of blood flowing out. That was the result of his fingernails piercing into his flesh.
Qin Chuan stared at the back view of Qin Wentian, as a sharp glint flickered in his eyes. "Yao`er, if something really happens, and I ask you to protect Wentian, what will you do?"
Qin Yao's body violently trembled, as she stared at her father in a daze. Tears flowed down her cheeks, yet a smile could be seen in her eyes. "Father, as long as Wentian is alive, I will be alive."
"Child." Qin Chuan gazed at Qin Yao, as a doting expression could be seen in his eyes. "Wentian's mental fortitude is unimaginable, and now that he has displayed such shocking talent, I hope that there will be one person in the Qin Clan who will be able to topple this cold and emotionless Emperor in the future."
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