In the sky, Zi Dong Lai had the determination to die. With determination, he fought against the two powerhouses.
BOOOM!
The golden spear swept across the sky with terrifying Qi. Zi Dong Lai did not care and sacrificed his own life. He was using the method of exchanging injury for injury!
He was not trying to survive, he was trying to delay the two powerhouses and buy Ling Xian some precious time to breathe. Or in other words, he was trying to protect the legacy of the House of Zi Yang.
One has to admit that he was a good leader.
At this critical moment, he was not thinking about his own safety, he was thinking about the legacy of the House of Zi Yang.
Below, the Elders and disciples who sacrificed themselves for the House of Zi Yang were all good people. Every single one of them did not care about their own lives and swore to live and die with the House of Zi Yang!
"Aye, he is a good Supreme Headmaster. At this critical moment, he is not thinking about his own safety, he is thinking about the legacy of the House of Zi Yang."
Ling Xian sighed deeply and lowered his head to look at the storage pouch around his waist. He knew very well that inside this storage pouch was the legacy of the House of Zi Yang and the wealth it has accumulated over tens of thousands of years.
Instantly, he felt a weight on his shoulders, as if a mountain was pressing down on him.
It was a heavy responsibility.
A responsibility to ensure the legacy of the House of Zi Yang would not end.
Honestly speaking, Ling Xian and Zi Dong Lai were not friends and he did not owe the House of Zi Yang anything. On the contrary, the House of Zi Yang owed him many favors. The fact that he repaired the Array of the Purple Cloud was enough to make everyone in the House of Zi Yang grateful.
Therefore, he could just leave and not care about the life and death of everyone in the House of Zi Yang. He also did not need to accept this heavy responsibility.
To know that the situation right now was very serious. It was extremely difficult to carve out a bloody path. Even with Ling Xian's capabilities, it was not an easy task for him to escape.
On top of that, he had to bring Zi Dong Lai's children and descendants with him. This increased the difficulty by multiple folds. It was basically a nine out of ten chance of survival.
However, Ling Xian agreed.
Whether it was for Zi Dong Lai's request or for his own peace of mind, he agreed without hesitation.
If this was anyone else, they wouldn't even have enough time to take care of themselves. Why would they put a burden on themselves?
"Headmaster Zi, do not worry. Since I have promised you, I will do it." Ling Xian's expression was determined as he watched the man in purple fight. He uttered out a statement that was full of killer's intent.
"Even if I have to give up my life."
Then, Ling Xian stared at Zi Dong Lai. In a flash, he headed towards the battleground below.
"Ling Xian, if there is a next life, I will be your slave and repay you."
As if hearing Ling Xian's promise, Zi Dong Lai's lips curled up into a relaxed smile.
Then, he wiped off his smile. The spear in his hand exploded with light and headed towards the two powerhouses.
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Down below, there was a beautiful woman in a purple dress with a solemn expression. She held a longsword in her hand and was engaged in a life and death battle with a cultivator in front of her.
This woman was Zi Dong Lai's daughter, Zi Hua Shang.
Behind her, a 12 or 13 year old youth was curled up. His eyes were lifeless, his face was pale, and his body was shaking.
His name was Zi Ying Xiong, Zi Dong Lai's son.
Currently, Zi Hua Shang was using all her strength to defend against her opponent.
However, her cultivation level was merely at the beginning stage of the foundational level. It was hard for her to defend against the man of the intermediate stage. After a few rebuttals, her sword was broken by the man.
"Hehe, little beauty, die!" The man snickered. Manipulating his Qi, he slammed down on Zi Hua Shang's head!
This slap was heavy and overbearing. If it hits, this woman's brain will splatter everywhere and she will die.
"Am I going to die …" Zi Hua Shang revealed a sad smile. She knew very well that she could not defend against this slap.
Therefore, she gave up resisting and waited for death to come.
Just as she was about to fall into despair, a silhouette flashed across the sky and appeared before Zi Hua Shang. Immediately, the woman's eyes widened as she witnessed a scene she will never forget.
The young man in white slowly extended his right hand. Immediately, the man who Zi Hua Shang could not defend against was flung out like a kite with a broken string.
"You are the daughter of the Headmaster, Zi Hua Shang?"
Ling Xian slowly turned around, his expression was as calm as still water. It was as if the person he just slapped wasn't a foundational cultivator, but a mosquito.
Zi Hua Shang was stunned. Staring at the handsome young man who suddenly appeared, she did not even hear Ling Xian's question.
"I have no time to waste with you. Are you or not?" Ling Xian frowned.
"Ah …"
Zi Hua Shang regained her composure and said in a hurry, "Ah, yes, I am."
"Good. Then the child behind you is the Headmaster's son."
Ling Xian's brows relaxed. Glancing at the skinny young man hiding behind the woman, he said in a low voice, "The situation is urgent. I do not have time to waste with you. You just need to understand one thing, and that is to follow me. Remember, you must follow me."
Then, he raised his head to the sky and shouted. His voice exploded like thunder and echoed throughout the battlefield!
"All descendants and Elders of the House of Zi Yang, listen up. Get behind me. I will lead you and pave a bloody path!"
As soon as his voice trailed off, the entire battlefield silenced. Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared at Ling Xian.
Then, all the cultivators from the House of Zi Yang became energetic and their faces were full of joy.
"Look, it's Master Ling. Master Ling is here to save us!"
"Haha, I knew Master Ling would show up. With him here, we will definitely survive!"
"Yes, Master Ling is finally here. We are saved!"
Everyone from the House of Zi Yang cheered. Some of them were even crying. It wasn't clear if they were crying out of joy or sadness.
"Stop wasting time. Get behind me," Ling Xian shouted again, urging everyone to get behind him.
Immediately, the cultivators from the House of Zi Yang pushed back their opponents and ran towards Ling Xian.
Very quickly, hundreds of cultivators gathered behind Ling Xian. Every single one of them stared at his back with anticipation and trust.
Immediately, Ling Xian felt the pressure on him increase.
The trust of over a hundred people meant that the lives of over a hundred people rested on his shoulders. How could he not feel the pressure?
However, this responsibility was one he willingly accepted. Therefore, he had no regrets. Even if he had to give up his life, he was going to lead these people to live!
"Let's go, I will lead you …"
Ling Xian's expression was calm. Slowly but surely, he stepped forward one step. Then, a statement filled with determination left his lips.
"Pave a bloody path."
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