Yan Family Patriarch

Translator: Cinder Translations

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Among the besieged Yan family cultivators, injuries immediately appeared.

A Yan family cultivator at the sixth layer of Qi Refinement was bisected by a fierce corpse at the waist...

Seeing one clan member after another die, Yan Zhengping's eyes turned red with raging fury.

Although infuriated, he was helpless. As the highest-ranking combatant of the Yan family present, he was entangled by Ghost Three and couldn't spare a hand to rescue his kin.

In just over a quarter of an hour, nearly twenty Yan family cultivators had perished. Most were at the mid Qi Refinement stage, with three late Qi Refinement cultivators also falling.

The remaining Yan family cultivators were mostly injured, with severe depletion of spiritual power.

Even Yan Zhengping, the leader, had his leg slashed from behind during his duel with Ghost Three.

The Yan family cultivators seemed on the brink of collapse, feeling they could be overrun by the wandering cultivators at any moment.

"Everyone, give it your all. Let's first take care of these few late Qi Refinement stage cultivators together; the rest are insignificant."

Seeing victory within reach, Ghost Three spoke confidently.

At that moment, from the distant horizon of the swamp, a figure appeared riding the wind on a flying sword.

This was a Foundation Establishment cultivator!

The old man's face looked weathered, as if he could pass away at any moment.

However, at this moment, an intimidating aura enveloped him, accompanied by a fierce anger directed towards the group of wandering cultivators below.

This old man was Yan Tian Gong, the patriarch of the Yan family.

Without a word, twelve black poison spikes, each a foot long, shot forth like silent snakes hidden in the grass, aimed at their prey.

Cunning and swift.

The twelve poison spikes attacked separately, targeting twelve wandering cultivators.

When Yan Tian Gong appeared above the battlefield, everyone present felt his powerful aura.

The wandering cultivators were immediately filled with dread. They dared to attack the Yan family only because they believed Ghost Three's claims that Yan Tian Gong, the Yan family patriarch, was weak or already deceased.

Otherwise, they would never have dared to entertain hostile thoughts towards the Yan family.

At this moment, Yan Tian Gong did not look like the dying man described by Ghost Three. Instead, he appeared robust and vigorous, with a flushed complexion.

The wandering cultivators hesitated, ceasing their attacks and defensively preparing for the impending onslaught.

The poison spikes were too fast. By the time they noticed them, the spikes were only a few yards away.

Perhaps Yan Tian Gong had indeed aged significantly, causing a severe decline in his abilities. Yet, attacking twelve late Qi Refinement cultivators simultaneously proved challenging even for a Foundation Establishment cultivator like him.

His furious strike only managed to kill three wandering cultivators and severely wound four others.

The remaining cultivators either sustained minor injuries or emerged unscathed from his assault.

Especially the four cultivators at the ninth layer of Qi Refinement, who were only thrown back a few yards and seemed largely unharmed, at least on the surface.

However, one mid-stage Qi Refinement female cultivator, after taking the poison spike attack, flushed red with internal injuries.

Summoning a shield before her, the shield had earlier blocked the poison spikes.

She swiftly disappeared into the dense forest, attempting to flee.

Other surviving wandering cultivators scattered like birds and beasts, none daring to confront Yan Tian Gong, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, in battle.

The four severely wounded wandering cultivators were slower in their movements and were immediately killed by the Yan family cultivators who seized the opportunity.

The twelve poison spikes circled in the air, reorganized, and attacked once more.

"Splish, splish, splish..."

The speed of Qi Refinement cultivators was ultimately no match for Foundation Establishment cultivators. Several consecutive sounds of flesh being pierced echoed, including three wandering cultivators, including the female cultivator, who perished.

Ghost Three exerted all his strength and managed to block one of the poison spikes aimed directly at him.

But another poison spike came from behind, aiming for his heart.

When Ghost Three noticed the poison spike behind him, it was too late for him to defend. He could only twist his waist in an attempt to dodge the poison spike.

However, he was ultimately a bit slow. Though he managed to avoid a fatal blow, preserving his life, the poison spike swiftly passed through, severing a portion of his forearm.

"Aahh!"

Ghost Three winced in pain. He looked down at the severed arm where blood gushed out, but it wasn't normal crimson; instead, it was black.

It was evident he had been poisoned; the poison spikes were highly toxic. The flesh around his severed arm turned black, and the discoloration was spreading towards his shoulder.

With resolute decisiveness, Ghost Three swiftly chopped at his shoulder where the severed arm was, instantly causing it to fall off. Fresh blood spurted out, but this time, it was bright red.

Ghost Three dared not linger and swiftly flew towards the depths of the forest.

Another late Qi Refinement wandering cultivator was also struck by a poison spike, which pierced through his abdomen.

The toxin swiftly spread through his body, and in moments, black lines covered half of his body.

The wandering cultivator took out a pellet and swallowed it. It was unclear what type of pellet it was, but after ingesting it, the spread of the black lines halted, and there were even signs of them receding.

This wandering cultivator also quickly rushed into the depths of the forest.

Watching the two who had already fled into the forest, Yan Zhengping's eyes were filled with murderous intent, tinged with urgency.

"Elder, why not pursue them? Will you just let them go like this?" Yan Zhengping exclaimed anxiously.

Yan Tian Gong shook his head, slowly controlling his descent and landing on the wreckage of the dismantled ship.

His complexion suddenly turned pale, and his entire aura plummeted drastically.

"Elder, what's wrong with you?" Yan Zhengping asked in a panicked tone.

Ignoring Yan Zhengping's panic, Yan Tian Gong was currently too weak to respond.

Witnessing this scene, Yan Zhengping's face was filled with concern. He flew to Yan Tian Gong's side and took out several pellets from his body, stuffing them into Yan Tian Gong's mouth. At the same time, he mobilized the remaining spiritual power in his body, injecting it into Yan Tian Gong's body to help him refine the pellets.

Meanwhile, Yan Zhengping addressed the clan members.

"The Elder is advanced in years, and his reckless use of spiritual power has made it difficult for his aged body to endure. With the strong enemy just retreating, everyone must remain vigilant."

Yan Zhengping looked towards his third brother, Yan Gao, and said, "Take a team to pursue Ghost Three."

Then, he turned to a Yan family cultivator at the eighth layer of Qi Refinement and said, "Yan Wu, take several late Qi Refinement stage clan members and pursue the other one."

"Be sure to kill these two individuals. They know our Yan family's secrets. If they disclose these secrets, there will likely be no Yan family left in this world."

(End of the Chapter)