Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Outside the market, the Great Bi Assembly Ground.

Members of the five major families, including Lin Shilu, each sat cross-legged on the spacious open ground.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The leaders of the Lin Family and the other three clans were closer to each other, and although they were dozens of yards apart, they faintly formed a united front, as if intentionally guarding against Jin Zhison.

At this moment, Lin Shilu and his companions each had their spirits aloft, faces etched with a trace of worry, pondering or fearing something unknown.

At the edge of the platform, Jin Zhison appeared quite calm, with a trace of ruthless expression faintly present on his face.

Jin Qishan and his group had left five days ago, and according to the plan, Jin Chaojiang should have already started to act.

He was also ready on his side, and as soon as Zhuang Zhenxin arrived, he could take action at any time.

Just then, a black dot appeared on the horizon, moving towards the plain at an incredibly fast speed.

In just over ten breaths' time, Zhuang Zhenxin, dressed in a black robe, approached the space above the platform.

Before he even arrived, Lin Shilu and the others had already sensed his presence, each standing up to watch Zhuang Zhenxin's approach with vigilance.

Zhuang Zhenxin landed beside Jin Zhison, looking at the others present with a mocking gaze.

"Is he a person from the Jin Family?"

"He must be a hidden member of the Jin Family, or a hired helper. They're definitely going to make a move!"

Lin Shilu loudly reminded everyone,

Seeing Zhuang Zhenxin reveal his alliance, and with Lin Shilu's warning, everyone's face changed dramatically.

Jin Zhison already had the cultivation of Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer, the highest present, and with this unfamiliar cultivator whose cultivation was still unknown but was surely no less than Foundation Establishment Fifth Layer, such strength truly warranted caution.

Zhuang Zhenxin paid no attention to everyone's guesses, and after exchanging a look with Jin Zhison, they both made their move.

Jin Zhison took out a Circular Ring Spiritual Artifact and inputted several Law Decrees. Suddenly, a large number of fireballs emerged, each as large as buckets—hundreds in number, crazily bombarding towards Lin Shilu and the others with incredible speed.

With the first strike, he unleashed his strongest method.

As everyone's attention was on Jin Zhison's move, Zhuang Zhenxin took the opportunity to pull out a dark green Array Plate, tossed it into the air, and inputted several Law Decrees.

Suddenly, a golden light shield appeared in the void, covering the entire platform.

"Not good, it's a Formation!"

Sun Dingfeng immediately yelled, warning the others.

Everyone's complexion changed drastically; as Jin Zhison's attacks drew closer, they each had to concern themselves with their own lives and had no time to stop them.

Feeling the temperature of the fireball, Lin Shilu's face grew solemn, and he quickly took out a small shield with a pattern of interlocking blue and red, shielding himself with it.

The other cultivators also did not dare to be negligent, each taking out various Defensive Spiritual Tools to protect themselves.

After several booming explosions, screams echoed.

The platform was left with numerous deep pits, where several Qi Refining Cultivators lay inside, their bodies still emitting flames, evidently dead.

Among the five Qi Cultivation Great Perfection Cultivators, only Chen Xiaoliang, the Clan Leader of the Chen Clan, survived thanks to a treasured artifact, but he was also severely injured.

Although the fireballs were formidable, their power became too dispersed as they attacked everyone present, allowing all Foundation Establishment Cultivators to successfully block Jin Zhison's full-force strike.

However, the observing Qi Refining Cultivators were not so fortunate. Even those at the Great Perfection of Qi Refining Stage could not withstand it without a treasured artifact for protection, with Chen Xiaoliang as an example.

After the first strike, Lin Shilu's face changed dramatically, continuously reminding everyone,

"Quickly, make your move, prevent them from forming the formation. If we get trapped by the formation, we will all die here!"

Hearing Lin Shilu's reminder, they all hastily attacked, trying to stop Zhuang Zhenxin from setting up the formation.

Lin Shilu was the first to act, bringing out a big sword with hues of blue and yellow, pouring in a large amount of Spiritual Power and swinging it. A stroke of Golden Sword Qi launched towards Zhuang Zhenxin.

Sun Dingfeng, on the other hand, threw out a large amount of talisman paper, dozens in total, with even two Second Order Talismans among them, indicating he was truly fighting for his life.

Facing the desperate counterattack of four Foundation Establishment Cultivators, even with Foundation Establishment Sixth Layer cultivation, Jin Zhison was under immense pressure.

But he had to hold on, to win time for Zhuang Zhenxin to set up the formation. As long as the formation was successfully laid and activated, they could completely turn the tide.

Jin Zhison didn't hesitate, immediately pulling out a glittering golden shield from his storage bag, imbued it with a large amount of Spiritual Power, and transformed it into a light screen tens of yards wide that firmly protected him.

Seeing the golden shield, Sun Dingfeng immediately exclaimed,

"It's the Qing Jiao Shield!"

Hearing Sun Dingfeng's warning, everyone was taken aback.

The Qing Jiao Shield was a Magic Artifact made from the Reverse Scale of a Third Order Demon Beast, Qingshui Jiao. It had extremely formidable defensive power and was one of the treasures of the Jin Family, rarely used. They didn't expect it to appear here.

It appeared the Jin Family really invested heavily this time.

A moment passed, and the Golden Light Greatsword and a sky full of sword rain struck the Qing Jiao Shield simultaneously.

"Crackle and pop, a continuous burst of explosive sounds..."

Behind the light screen, Jin Zhison turned pale, coughing out mouthfuls of blood. His internal organs churned, and his breath quickly weakened.

Even with the protection of the Magic Artifact, which blocked ninety percent of the attack, the remaining ten percent still shattered the flesh on his arms, exposing the white bones beneath.

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When the attack briefly ceased, Jin Zhison breathed a sigh of relief.

If he hadn't brought the Qing Jiao Shield, taking on the combined desperate strike of four people alone, he might have been reduced to ashes.

Not achieving their goal with the first strike, Lin Shilu and the others did not dare to delay and launched another attack.

As their attacks arrived once more, although not as ferocious as the first time, Jin Zhison was already injured and simply could not endure a second strike.