Han Clan’s Immortal Path

Chapter 126: Fight a powerful enemy

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Han Deling nodded and comforted: "Yes! Changming, Ye Xue will be fine."

Others also spoke up to comfort him. Han Changming felt much better after hearing the comfort from his tribesmen.

"Some people are coming, more than a dozen immortal cultivators, including two foundation-building cultivators."

Han Changming's face darkened and he said in a deep voice.

His spiritual sense is stronger than that of ordinary cultivators in the early stage of foundation building. Han Daobin and Han Deling are both in the early stage of foundation building, and their spiritual sense is not as good as Han Changming's.

"Be careful and alert!"

Han Daobin ordered, his expression serious.

If they had not considered that this operation was controlled by Ting Haige behind the scenes, they would have retreated long ago.

Han Daobin took out a palm-sized yellow flag and injected magic power into it. The flag shone brightly and turned into a yellow banner about ten feet long with a lifelike yellow turtle embroidered on it.

The Black Turtle Flag is an auxiliary magical weapon that can conceal the spiritual energy of an area.

After a while, a green light appeared in the sky and flew towards them quickly.

The green escape light was actually a green flying boat that was more than ten feet long. There were more than a dozen Fire Cloud Sect monks standing on it. An old man in a red robe and a young woman in a blue skirt were standing in the front, Song Zhe and Li Yue.

Song Zhe was born as a casual cultivator. By chance, he joined the Huoyun Sect. When he first joined the Huoyun Sect, the Huoyun Sect was strong and had more than 30 foundation-building cultivators. However, in a beast tide decades ago, the Huoyun Sect lost eight foundation-building cultivators, suffering heavy casualties.

Since then, Huoyun Sect has been in a slump and has been getting worse day by day because of the death of a large number of foundation-building cultivators. Song Zhe seized the opportunity and formed his own small group to compete for the position of the leader. Unfortunately, he failed and Sun Rong became the leader.

Song Zhe was in the middle stage of foundation building. He was shrewd and good at scheming. He won over two cultivators in the late stage of foundation building to compete with Sun Rong.

Sun Rong had just become the head of the sect and wanted to implement reforms to increase revenue and reduce expenditure. There was no problem with increasing revenue, but reducing expenditure affected Song Zhe's interests. If Song Zhe gave in, the two late foundation building cultivators might turn to Sun Rong. After all, Song Zhe had used a large sum of money to win over the two late foundation building fellow disciples. If he reduced expenditure, how would he get the money to buy people's hearts

Sun Rong's move was too vicious, so Song Zhe naturally refused. Sun Rong wanted to join a force and gain protection by offering tribute. After all, Huoyun Sect did not have any Jindan cultivators. Hundreds of years had passed, and Jiuyan Sect might have forgotten the existence of Huoyun Sect.

Paying tribute means a huge amount of expenditure every year. The problem is that paying tribute will consolidate Sun Rong's position. If she gains the support of a big force, Song Zhe will be squeezed out. Naturally, he will not agree.

Song Zhe contacted a group of fellow disciples, spread rumors, and won over a large number of disciples. However, because there were too many disciples who opposed it, Sun Rong had no choice but to give up the idea.

Sun Rong once wanted to kill Song Zhe to prevent future troubles, but Song Zhe was very defensive. Sun Rong tried several times but failed, so she gave up the plan.

Multiple immortal cultivation forces besieged Huoyun Sect. Song Zhe followed his fellow sect members to stay on Zifeng Island. He was worried that Sun Rong would use his knife to kill someone, so he changed his position to stay on Xuanguang Island. Unexpectedly, he ran into a cultivator from the Chen family. Chen Hongming was a sword cultivator with great strength. He killed three foundation-building cultivators in a row. Seeing that the situation was not good, Song Zhe escaped in time.

The battle with Chen Hongming scared Song Zhe out of his wits. Four Foundation Establishment cultivators fought against three Foundation Establishment cultivators, and they still lost. Song Zhe concluded that the Huoyun Sect would definitely be destroyed. He did not want to die, so he took a group of people and left the Huoyun Sect headquarters, planning to escape.

The path he chose was relatively remote. There were many islands along the way, but most of them were deserted islands with weak spiritual energy, so there shouldn't be any danger.

"Dad, do we have to go? Where are we going?"

A young man in his early twenties, dressed in green, asked.

"Rui'er, Huoyun Sect will definitely be destroyed. I have brought a lot of property with me. The world is so big, there is no need to worry about not having a place for us to stay."

Song Zhe said confidently that he had already thought about leaving the Red Algae Sea and going to another sea area to establish a cultivation family with himself as the patriarch.

When the green flying boat flew over a deserted island, colorful magical lights flew out from the top of a mountain and hit the green flying boat fiercely.

Song Zhe was shocked and made a gesture of magic. The green flying boat immediately increased its speed, but its tail was still hit by several green flying swords, and several Qi-refining monks died instantly.

The flying magic weapon was destroyed and they fell from the sky.

Song Zhe made a pinch of his magic formula, and a white cloud suddenly appeared beneath him, carrying himself and Song Rui.

The sudden attack resulted in the death or injury of most of Song Zhe's group. Most of the Qi-refining cultivators were not killed by falling, but by being hit to death by various magical auras.

The ones who took action were naturally Han Daobin and his gang. They were recuperating on the deserted island because they didn't want to have a conflict with the cultivators from Huoyun Sect. Who would have thought that a cultivator from Huoyun Sect would pass by here? Coincidentally, Song Zhe said that he had a lot of valuables with him.

Song Zhe is in the middle stage of foundation building, the young woman in blue skirt is in the early stage of foundation building, and there are twelve Qi-refining cultivators. On the other hand, Han Daobin's side has three foundation-building cultivators and twenty Qi-refining cultivators. In terms of numbers, they have the advantage. Besides, if they launch a sneak attack, they have a great chance of winning.

Before the young woman in the blue skirt and Song Zhe could stand firmly, dozens of magical weapons with shining light flew towards them. If they were hit by so many magical weapons, it would be difficult for them to survive.

The young woman in the blue dress quickly took out a small mirror that was shining with blue light and shone it into the empty space in front of her.

A blue light flashed, and a large cloud of blue light mist flew out, covering dozens of magical weapons that were glowing with spiritual light.

An astonishing scene appeared. Dozens of magical weapons that were glowing with magical power were suddenly fixed and suspended in the air, unable to move.

“Boom!”

There was a deafening roar, and a dark cloud hundreds of feet in size appeared above their heads, with lightning and thunder.

The dark clouds rolled, and a silver lightning as thick as an adult's arm shot out and struck Song Zhe's family of three with great momentum.

Hundreds of colorful magic lights flew over and turned into green wind blades, yellow stones, blue water arrows, white ice cones, red fireballs, golden swords, etc., with a terrifying momentum.

After all, Song Zhe was a cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building. After a brief panic, he quickly regained his composure, sacrificed a porcelain bowl with a glowing red light, flew it above his head, and released a large red light curtain that covered them. They continued to cast protective shields on themselves.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and colorful spells hit the red light curtain. The red light curtain made crackling sounds and did not move at all.

Two silver lightning bolts as thick as an adult's arms flew out from the dark clouds and hit the red light curtain accurately, causing the red light curtain to shake slightly.

More than a dozen puppet beasts rushed towards Song Zhe's family of three. The monkey puppet beast held a sword in his hand, and the tiger-shaped puppet beast ran very fast with its sharp fangs exposed.

Han Daobin and others' target of attack was Song Zhe's family of three. Three Qi-refining monks managed to escape by chance. Seeing this, they wanted to escape, and the ground nearby shook violently.

With a "chi chi" sound of breaking through the air, a large number of yellow earth arrows flew out from the ground, and at the same time, hundreds of red fireballs flew towards them.

Boom!

A huge roar was heard, mixed with a few faint screams.

Song Zhe also reacted and sacrificed dozens of yellow formation flags, which sank into the nearby ground. He took out a palm-sized yellow formation plate and cast a spell on it. With a flash of yellow light, a large yellow mist emerged out of thin air, covering their family of three.

All kinds of magical auras flew into the yellow mist, like mud or the sea, and no sound was heard at all.

Han Daobin frowned, took out a talisman that glowed green, and a hint of reluctance appeared in his eyes.

The second-grade top-grade talisman Storm Talisman is extremely powerful.

He ran forward with the storm talisman, a green light flashed, a whistling sound was heard, and a green hurricane more than thirty feet high appeared out of thin air and quickly swept towards Song Zhe's family of three. Wherever it passed, the green hurricane swept up a large amount of flying sand and rocks.

"Madam, you take Rui'er away, I'll cover your retreat."

Song Zhe gritted his teeth and said that he knew very well that if they fought a protracted war, they would surely die.

In order to compete with Sun Rong for power and profit, Song Zhe has not spent much time on cultivation over the years, and his cultivation has been stuck in the middle stage of foundation building. Now there are only three of them left. If they fight to the death, they will definitely not be the opponent.

As the saying goes, two fists are no match for four hands. Even if the enemy tries to outlast us, we can still outlast them.

"My dear, you can't hold out for much longer by yourself. I'll stay with you to cover your retreat. Rui'er, hurry up and avenge your parents later!"

The young woman in the blue dress had a determined look on her face, as if she was ready to die bravely.

Song Rui's eyes suddenly turned red and his nose felt sore.

"Rui'er, take these things with you and don't come back. Go quickly. The farther the better." Song Zhe took out a green storage bag and handed it to Song Rui.

Song Rui took the green storage bag, took out a golden talisman and slapped it on his body, and golden light shone from his body.

The young woman in the blue skirt offered a talisman with a blue glow, which turned into a white ice wall more than ten feet high and ten feet thick, blocking her way.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Song Zhe cast a spell on the array plate. A yellow light flashed, and a gap about ten feet in size appeared on the surface of the yellow mist. Song Rui turned into a ray of golden light and flew out through the gap at a very fast speed, and was dozens of feet away in an instant.

Just then, a heavy bell rang.

The golden light suddenly stopped and hovered in the air.

With a "chi chi" sound of breaking through the air, hundreds of red earth arrows flew over and pierced Li Rui's body. Li Rui fell heavily to the ground, deader than dead.

"Rui'er!" Song Zhe was so sad and angry that his eyes turned blood red.

Han Changming held the Soul-Calming Bell in his hand with a cold look in his eyes.

Now that we have taken action, we will naturally not let the other party get away to prevent future troubles.

Boom!

The white ice wall was smashed into pieces by more than a dozen magical weapons. More than a dozen magical weapons hit the yellow mist, and no sound was heard at all.

Two red lights flew out from the yellow mist and transformed into two thick-waisted red fire pythons, which pounced on Han Changming and others.

This is not the end. Colorful talismans flew out from the yellow mist and turned into various spells, smashing towards Han Changming and others with great momentum.

"No, get out of the way."

Han Daobin was well prepared and quickly took out a yellow shield, which instantly grew larger and blocked in front of him.

Han Deling and others gave themselves defensive defenses to avoid being ambushed by the enemy.

Boom!

A huge roar sounded, and colorful magical light engulfed Han Changming and others.

A red beam of light and a blue beam of light flew out from the yellow mist. The two beams of light flew in different directions at very fast speeds.

"We will each bring five Qi Condensation cultivators. Changming and I will chase after the cultivator in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, and De Ling will chase after the cultivator in the early stage of Foundation Establishment. The other five will stay behind to clean up the battlefield."

Han Daobin opened his mouth and gave orders.

"Uncle Daobin, I have a second-level spirit insect, a soul-soothing bell, and a second-level mid-grade flying magic weapon. I will go after the cultivator in the middle stage of foundation building, and you guys go after the cultivator in the early stage of foundation building. Don't let them escape, otherwise there will be endless trouble."

Han Changming has not been in the Foundation Establishment Stage for long, but he has killed many Foundation Establishment cultivators and is very powerful. With the help of the Purple Crystal Flying Scorpion, he feels that he can deal with Song Zhe.

Of course, he also had his own selfish motives. Song Zhe was obviously the leader, and he must have a lot of valuables on him.

If the two escaped, they would take crazy revenge on the Han family in the future, and the Han family would be in a really difficult situation.

"Okay! Be careful. If it really doesn't work, safety comes first. Don't force it." Han Daobin warned earnestly.

He believed in Han Changming's strength, but out of caution, he still had to give him some advice.

Han Changming agreed, and a green light shone from his body. A pair of green wings appeared behind him, which were the Qingfeng Wings.

With a light flap of his Qingfeng wings, he turned into a ray of green light and flew through the air at a very fast speed, chasing after the red light.

The speed of Qingfeng Wing was very fast, but the speed of the red escape light was even faster. Han Changming followed closely and used the Soul-Calming Bell from time to time to interfere with Song Zhe.

Song Zhe became impatient and found that only Han Changming was following him. His eyes turned cold and he sped up his escape.

An hour later, Song Zhe landed on a deserted island with a cold expression.

He slapped the spirit beast bag, and a giant yellow scorpion about ten feet in size flew out and landed on the ground. The giant scorpion had two tail stingers and some golden spirit patterns on its body. Judging from its aura, it was a second-grade low-quality spirit insect.

The giant yellow scorpion let out a strange hissing sound, and yellow spiritual patterns lit up on its body surface before it burrowed into the ground and disappeared.

Not long after, Han Changming flew over and landed on the ground.

"Good boy, you actually dared to chase me. This is a good opportunity for me to avenge my son's death."

Song Zhe said in a cold voice, his eyes were icy.

He slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a red light flew out and landed in his hand. It was a red flag the size of a palm. He held the flagpole and shook it gently. The red flag suddenly shone brightly and its size increased rapidly, turning into a red banner about ten feet in size, shining with spiritual light. A lifelike red flying eagle was embroidered on the flag.

The Red Eagle Flag is a second-grade, top-grade magical weapon. It has the essence of a second-grade, top-grade demon bird, the Red Fire Eagle, infused in it. The Red Eagle Flag can transform and attack, and is extremely powerful.

He held the Red Eagle Flag in both hands and shook it gently. A large area of red flames appeared around him and transformed into dozens of red fireballs.