Chapter 905 Night Raid on the Xiao Family: The Foundation of Nine Nascent Souls.
Upon hearing the sound, the Xiao family members were immediately filled with a strong sense of oppression.
Their breathing became slow and labored, as if the lightning had locked them in place.
Who's yelling and shouting outside in the middle of the night?
"Such a depressing atmosphere, could it be that someone has come to cause trouble for the family?"
Hundreds of tribespeople went out to investigate, curious about who the newcomer was.
"stop!"
More than a dozen elders of the Xiao family ascended into the sky, with the head of the Xiao family at the head.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, as the president of the association, why did you attack our clan tonight and break through our protective formation?"
"We haven't done anything to you, have we?"
Xiao Baiwan's expression was grim; this guy hadn't actually died in Kunlun.
Even if it didn't die, it shouldn't be completely unharmed.
There wasn't even a scratch.
Other senior members and elders in the clan also found it hard to believe.
Looking at Wang Xiaoke now, he doesn't look weak or listless at all.
"The clan chief and elders have arrived; there's going to be a good show!"
The tribespeople below murmured amongst themselves, all looking up at the sky with meaningful expressions.
"Where did this madman come from, daring to barge into my Xiao family alone and cause trouble?"
"Hmph, looking across the entire China, who dares to run wild in my race?"
"Ridiculous! When the Ancestor shows up, they won't be able to escape even if they have wings!"
"Idiot... he must be tired of living."
Wang Xiaoke spread his divine sense, and everyone's voices fell into his mind.
"As expected of an old and established family, they certainly have their own pride."
He raised his finger to summon the Golden Crow Sword and sneered at the twelve clan elders.
"You didn't mess with me."
"But the Xiao family betrayed the alliance and joined the forces of the ancient world for their own selfish gain."
"That old scoundrel Xiao Cang kidnapped my family and almost made them the furnace for the Liuxue Sect."
"In the secret realm, you even murdered several Chinese cultivators. For these crimes, Clan Chief Xiao, don't you think you should give me an explanation?"
Xiao Baiwan was speechless for a moment: "This... there's such a thing?"
He shook his head, looking helpless, and said in a flattering tone.
"We are completely unaware of this matter, and we hope that you will not take your anger out on others."
The other elders nodded in agreement, appearing as if it were none of their business.
"Good heavens." Little Black's eyes widened in disdain: "They're playing dumb together!"
"That leader looks shifty-eyed; he's obviously no good."
Wang Xiaoke smiled and nodded, her fingers slightly bent, and spoke softly.
"Since the clan leader won't give an explanation, there's nothing to talk about."
"Today, on behalf of the ancient ancestor of the Xiao family who perished ten thousand years ago, we will sever the roots of evil."
"So as not to tarnish the royal honor they earned with their lives."
With a flick of his finger, lightning crackled across the sky, and a hundred-foot-long lightning dragon hurtled straight at Xiao Baiwan.
"Join forces to stop them!"
The twelve high-ranking officials made their moves together, and various techniques appeared in the night sky.
Xiao Baiwan desperately activated his golden core, roaring as it solidified into a fire dragon.
The enormous dragon, tens of meters long, was like an eel under Wang Xiaoke's supernatural powers, and was blasted apart by lightning the moment it touched him!
"not good."
Faced with the overwhelming dragon's might, Xiao Baiwan had only one thought in his mind: escape!
The lightning raged, illuminating the Xiao family compound as bright as day. The twelve men, working together, were no match for the Finger Flicking Divine Skill. When the lightning subsided, only three survived.
Xiao Baiwan fell to the ground, his black willow armor charred black beneath his tattered clothes.
Fortunately, this magical artifact protected him; otherwise, he would have been in grave danger.
The other two Golden Core elders, their bodies completely black, collapsed to the ground, twitching slightly.
He is already out of his mind.
The Xiao family members, who were prepared to watch the show, were completely stunned, and swallowed back the sarcastic words they were about to say.
"one move!"
"So, you defeated the clan leader and his men. Who exactly is this guy on the other side?"
"Uncle Xiao Teng is dead? He was a Golden Core cultivator!"
"That guy is so young, yet his cultivation level is above the clan leader's?"
"Hiss... Nascent Soul! He's a Nascent Soul expert, how is that possible?"
"Anyone who dares to kill someone in the Xiao family will face certain death once the patriarch emerges from seclusion!"
Many clansmen did not know Wang Xiaoke and thought he was an unknown nobody.
This not only seriously injured the clan leader, but also served as a slap in the face to them.
"The Wang family brat!"
Xiao Baiwan shakily got up and threw the damaged rattan armor on the ground.
"Are you trying to humiliate my Xiao family because you think we have no one to rely on!"
His eyes were bloodshot: "I wanted to avenge your family, and now I have."
"Don't push things too far, or I'll eat a piece of your flesh even if I'm about to die."
"By you?"
Wang Xiaoke wanted to laugh: "Even at a time like this, you're still threatening me."
“I said, if Xiao Cang doesn’t come out, you will all die in his place.”
With a flick of his finger, a thick, lightning-filled finger crashed down from the sky.
The visual impact is so striking that it sends chills down your spine at first glance.
"Chieftain!" The surrounding clansmen wanted to help, but none of them dared to step forward.
At the critical moment, two supernatural powers attacked from deep within the Xiao family compound.
A wind sparrow, its entire body gleaming with azure light, let out a long cry and struck the lightning finger.
A long sword was drawn from its sheath behind it, and a white rainbow rose up to confront it.
Wang Xiaoke's eyes lit up; the old fogies finally couldn't hold back any longer.
It was as if a pillar of lightning collided with the vast ocean, causing a deafening roar to erupt in the void.
As the lightning strike and sword aura shattered, several auras rushed towards this place.
Xiao Baiwan dispersed his aura, and a maniacal laugh appeared on his pale face.
"It's the Ancestor! Kid, you're finished!"
Two elderly people, both in their twilight years, ascended to a high altitude and confronted Wang Xiaoke from afar.
Following closely behind were seven elders of the Xiao family, dressed in simple, old-fashioned clothes and with faces bearing the marks of time.
The nine people stood side by side, their powerful aura soaring into the sky.
"Ancestor?"
The people below looked on with reverence, and the fear that had been brewing within them was immediately dispelled.
The ancestors never show themselves except in special circumstances, and almost no one has ever seen them.
"That guy is incredibly capable, he even managed to get nine patriarchs to show themselves!"
"What's the use? Will it make you look more glorious when you get beaten to death later?"
"Arrogant fool! Our ancestors must avenge this scoundrel and skin him alive!"
Standing on the rooftop, Xiao Rui couldn't help but look at Wang Xiaoke.
"He... is the Phoenix Queen's fiancé? Why would he go to war with his family?"
Xiao Rui's heart was filled with complex emotions; she never expected that when they met again, they would be enemies.
"Fellow Daoist, stop." Xiao Huai-ren's voice was hoarse: "My Xiao family has chosen the wrong side."
"But you are unharmed, and the matter of Kunlun is over."
“My clan’s reputation is ruined and my clansmen have been killed. You should be satisfied now.”
Wang Xiaoke's gaze swept calmly over the nine people one by one.
Four mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, three early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and two half-step Nascent Soul cultivators—their foundation is quite impressive.
No wonder they are a family that rivals the Mohists.
"Hehe, didn't Chief Xiao say you hadn't returned?"
"Where is that old scoundrel Xiao Cang?"
"Insolence!" the elders roared, their eyes filled with coldness.
The tribespeople below became even more agitated, and some even jumped up and started cursing.
"What? You almost killed my sister and betrayed Chinese cultivators. Now that your reputation is damaged, you think you can just let this matter go?"
Since Wang Xiaoke had come, he didn't intend to let the matter pass easily.
"If you insist on doing so..."
Xiao Huai Ren summoned his spirit sword, clenched it tightly with his five fingers, narrowed his eyes, and uttered a low shout.
"We have no choice but to fight to the death, and we beg Fellow Daoist Wang to perish in the Yellow Springs!"
He wasn't very confident; his only gamble was that Wang Xiaoke was injured.
The battle at Kunlun lasted only a dozen days, and he didn't believe Wang Xiaoke had recovered to his full strength.
"Do it!"
Xiao Huai Ren took the initiative, unleashing the power of his nascent soul like a torrent, pouring it onto the three-foot-long sword blade, unleashing a torrent of sword intent.
Xiao Hong's slightly hunched body straightened like a mountain as she took a step forward.
"Crimson Blood Flame Blade!"
A sea of fire scorched the void, and a giant blazing sword swept across.
Just when everyone thought that Wang Xiaoke was about to be killed by the elder clan, a resounding sword cry echoed through the heavens and earth, making all who heard it feel dizzy and their ears ring.
From the moment the nine of them appeared together, Wang Xiaoke knew that the Xiao family would not obediently submit to his disposal.
In fact, he had anticipated it all along.
This battle is inevitable.
Wang Xiaoke's lips curled slightly; if you want to bury yourself, be prepared to be beheaded.
Nine old Nascent Soul cultivators, their vital energy and blood depleted, were able to defeat him.
"Xiao Hei, keep an eye on the Xiao family members for me, don't let a single one escape!"
Wang Xiaoke grabbed the puppy by the shoulder and flung it to the ground.
With a step forward, endless sword energy condensed into a long river, obscuring the sky and the moon.
"I'll deal with you all first, then I'll take Xiao Cang's dog life!"
