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Imperial Capital, Jia Ma Sacred City.
As the capital of the Jia Ma Empire, the city, once bustling with life, was now shrouded in an oppressive atmosphere, as if a storm was about to break.
In particular, the tension was palpable at the headquarters of the Mite'er Clan in the southern part of the city. Guards bustled hurriedly within the estate, fortifying defenses with utmost vigilance. In the darkness, countless cold arrows shimmered faintly, aimed at unwelcome intruders.
While figures flitted around the estate, the atmosphere in the spacious central conference hall was equally heavy. The core members of the Mite'er Clan were gathered, their expressions grim.
"This is all the fault of the Xiao Clan! If we hadn't helped them, we wouldn't have offended the Yun Lan Sect, and none of this would be happening!"
A sharp voice suddenly echoed in the oppressive hall, sparking a wave of agreement. The resentment some had suppressed in the face of the Yun Lan Sect's hostility was finally voiced.
"Silence!"
Mite'er Tengshan, the family's elder, slammed his palm onto the table, his furious voice instantly silencing the room.
After suppressing the commotion, Tengshan glanced at the man seated beside him, who was in a wheelchair. The man's calm demeanor contrasted sharply with the tense atmosphere. Tengshan then looked toward Hai Bodong, whose closed eyes and icy expression exuded an unapproachable aura. Smiling bitterly, Tengshan said, "Mr. Xiao Ding, I apologize for the rudeness of my clansmen."
Xiao Ding, once the eldest son of the Xiao Clan, now bound to a wheelchair due to his family's misfortunes, merely smiled faintly. His gaze swept over everyone present.
Though his circumstances had taken a turn for the worse, Xiao Ding's calmness and lack of visible emotional turmoil unnerved those around him. This man, who seemed devoid of emotions, was truly terrifying.
"Elder Tengshan, this indeed involves the Xiao Clan. If the Yun Lan Sect insists on targeting the Mite'er Clan, hand over half of the Xiao Clan members, including me. Announce that we are all that remains of the Xiao Clan."
His voice was cold, detached.
"As for the others, please help them escape quietly. The Xiao Clan has faced calamity; its bloodline must survive."
Xiao Ding's words left everyone in the hall stunned. The calmness with which he suggested sacrificing himself and half of his clan chilled them to the core.
Tengshan's eyelids twitched at Xiao Ding's remark. After a deep look at the man's composed face, Tengshan couldn't help but think of the Xiao Clan's Twin Dragons. The Xiao Clan truly produces exceptional talents…
"Rest assured, Xiao Ding. No one will hand you over," Hai Bodong's cold voice cut through the heavy atmosphere.
"I'll protect you, even at the cost of my life or half the Mite'er Clan."
The chilling tone silenced any objections in the hall. Those who harbored differing opinions quickly swallowed their words under Hai Bodong's icy gaze.
"Elder Hai, are you still waiting for my third brother to return?" Xiao Ding asked with a bitter smile.
"Haha! I have faith in that kid. Besides, it's not just Xiao Yan—Mo Yu is no less extraordinary!" Hai Bodong laughed heartily.
At the mention of Xiao Yan and Mo Yu, Ya Fei's beautiful eyes flickered, her hands clenching slightly as a familiar figure surfaced in her mind.
The hall fell into a contemplative silence.
The brilliance of the Xiao Clan's "Twin Dragons" still lingered vividly in their memories, even after three years. To hand over the Xiao Clan might provoke even greater enemies.
Moreover, the Yun Lan Sect's ambition was no secret. Even if they surrendered the Xiao Clan, the matter might not end there.
Suddenly, a deafening explosion shattered the night sky above the Jia Ma Sacred City.
"Mite'er Clan! Hand over the remnants of the Xiao Clan, or face annihilation today!"
The cold voice, amplified by immense dou qi, reverberated across the entire city.
Everyone, from commoners to nobles, raised their heads, their gazes drawn toward the source of the sound. In the distance, towering dou qi surged like a pillar into the heavens.
The members of the Mite'er Clan, including Ya Fei and Hai Bodong, hurried out of the hall, their faces solemn as they stared toward the overwhelming dou qi.
"They've brought such a massive force. It seems the Yun Lan Sect intends to devour us completely," Tengshan muttered, his expression dark.
The sight of countless white-robed figures flashing through the buildings only deepened the gloom in everyone's hearts.
From the north of the capital, the Yun Lan Sect's white-robed army swarmed toward the Mite'er Clan's estate like a tide. The scale of their forces resembled a small army, numbering at least a thousand.
The city erupted into chaos, as countless people climbed to vantage points, eager to witness what might be the most significant event in the empire's history.
"Both of you manage the estate," Hai Bodong instructed Ya Fei and Xiao Li.
With a stomp, he shot into the sky, his dou qi wings unfurling behind him. A surge of powerful dou qi radiated from his body, creating an oppressive force that blanketed the area.
"Don't resist, Hai Bodong!"
Two sharp voices echoed across the sky as two figures appeared. Their powerful dou qi, rivaling Hai Bodong's, swept out, sending waves of pressure through the air.
Behind them, a black-robed elder with a beastly aura stood silently, his presence equally menacing.
"Yun Du? Yun Sha? How did you both advance to Dou Huang? And who is this?" Hai Bodong's voice was filled with disbelief.
"Haha! Do you think only you can become a Dou Huang?" Yun Sha sneered. "As for him, he's Elder Hei Bao from the Mu Lan Valley, here to assist us."
With a wave of Yun Sha's hand, he commanded, "Disciples of the Yun Lan Sect, today, we shall cleanse the Mite'er Clan with blood!"
The white-robed army charged forward, their sword qi surging into the skies, drowning the estate in a sea of deadly energy.
Kill!
As the disciples of Yun Lan Sect surged toward the Mite'er Clan like a tide, a crisp, cold shout reverberated through the air. Instantly, the sound of bowstrings being drawn echoed across the entire estate.
A heartbeat later, countless arrows pierced through the sky, transforming into a rain of projectiles that enveloped the approaching white wave.
The rain of arrows momentarily slowed Yun Lan Sect's offensive. However, as countless bursts of radiant Dou Qi flared to life, the arrows' impact quickly diminished.
Seizing the momentum, the white tide pressed closer to the estate. Some swift attackers had already reached the vicinity of the Mite'er Clan's perimeter.
While the fierce offensive unfolded below, the figures in the sky remained focused. After a brief pause, the trio of Yun Shan's loyal elders leapt into action simultaneously, charging straight at Hai Bodong!
Seeing this, Mite'er Tengshan, who intended to assist Hai Bodong, barely moved before two figures shot out from Yun Lan Sect's forces below. Flapping their Dou Qi wings, they floated not far from him, blocking his path.
"Yun Fu? Yun Xu? Even you two are here!"
At the sight of the unexpected duo, Mite'er Tengshan's heart sank. These two were also elders of Yun Lan Sect. While their strength didn't match Yun Shan's trio, they were both Dou Wang experts.
"The Sect Leader has tolerated your Mite'er Clan long enough. Don't blame us. We're just following orders," Yun Xu said coldly.
Locking his gaze on the approaching figures, Mite'er Tengshan's expression turned grim, and he growled furiously, "Fine! Even if the Mite'er Clan falls today, Yun Lan Sect will pay dearly!"
With a defiant laugh, Dou Qi wings unfurled behind him. Under countless gazes, he launched himself toward Yun Fu and Yun Xu without hesitation.
In the blink of an eye, the heavens erupted with deafening booms of energy clashes as the battle unfolded over Jia Ma Holy City.
Despite his age, Mite'er Tengshan, once ranked among the empire's top ten experts, showcased remarkable prowess. However, years had taken their toll. Facing two opponents, he soon found himself at a disadvantage after just a few exchanges.
After stabilizing his retreating figure with a flap of his wings, Mite'er Tengshan wiped away a trace of blood at the corner of his lips, a visible sign of the minor injuries he had sustained in the skirmish.
"Tengshan, stop resisting. While individually, neither of us is your match, together, you have no chance," Yun Fu said coldly, his Dou Qi stabilizing after the clash.
Ignoring Yun Fu's remark, Mite'er Tengshan glanced at the other side of the battlefield, where Hai Bodong fought fiercely.
There, the battle was even more intense. The indistinct figures clashed at breakneck speeds, their contact generating colossal energy waves.
Although the ordinary onlookers couldn't discern the details of the battle, Mite'er Tengshan could. Despite fighting valiantly, Hai Bodong was clearly at a disadvantage.
The situation grew even more dire with the involvement of the black panther elder from Mu Lan Valley, whose strength rivaled Hai Bodong's. With Yun Shan's two loyalists aiding him, Hai Bodong faced an overwhelming crisis.
The Mite'er Clan's desperate struggle inevitably attracted the attention of other major powers. The Nalan Clan, Mu Clan, Alchemist Association, and the imperial family all watched the scene unfold, unwilling to intervene despite understanding the adage "if the lips are lost, the teeth grow cold."
In the royal palace's high tower, the Jia Ma Empire's ancestral elder, Elder Jia, let out a bitter sigh. Closing his eyes in despair, he muttered, "Hai Bodong is going to lose... After today, the Jia Ma Empire will belong to Yun Lan Sect."
At that moment, the entire city seemed to fall into an eerie silence.
In the distant sky, the overwhelming energy fusion of Yun Shan's trio hurtled toward Hai Bodong. The magnitude of their combined attack was suffocating, encompassing the entire city. Even for Hai Bodong, enduring such a strike would result in severe injuries.
All eyes were fixed on the sky. Even the fierce ground battle at the Mite'er Clan estate came to a halt as the decisive blow loomed.
In the royal tower, Princess Yao Ye, standing behind Elder Jia, felt an icy chill course through her. Today marked the end of the Mite'er Clan—and soon, it would be their turn.
The city was deathly silent, its inhabitants paralyzed by the oppressive atmosphere.
Suddenly, a faint sound of thunder echoed from afar, growing louder as it approached.
At first, it was barely perceptible, almost illusory. But in an instant, it erupted, like the wrath of nine heavens roaring across the entire city!
Under the thunderous roar, the fused attack of Yun Shan's trio shattered like fragile glass, dissipating into nothingness.
In the high tower, Elder Jia, who had resigned himself to despair, abruptly opened his eyes. Gazing incredulously at the source of the thunder, his aged frame trembled with excitement, his voice quivering, "This aura... Could it be... Mo Yu?!"
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