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Immediately, they suppressed their actions. But in their hearts, they wondered, “What could be Shouzhe’s trump card?” They found their great-grandson increasingly unfathomable.

At the critical moment.

With a “clang” sound, Wang Shouzhe drew out his saber from his waist and tossed it over, “Sixth Uncle, catch the sword.”

The sword, after rolling twice in mid-air, landed in Wang Xiaohan’s hand. Holding the sword, he seemed to have transformed into a different person, filled with newfound courage. He raised the sword and slashed back at Zhao Bojun.

The sword emitted a thick earthen-yellow sword light, shaped like a crescent moon, which fiercely slashed towards Zhao Bojun in a dominant manner.

“The Zhou Xuan Sword!”

Zhao Bojun’s face drastically changed, and not daring to receive it, he dodged hurriedly.

He had a clear impression of the Zhou Xuan Sword – in the hands of the old ancestor Zhou Xuan, it was like the sword of a death god, killing countless fierce beasts.

The Level Five “Sun-Eating Gold Winged Tiger” once got hit by the sword and got wounded because of it.

Once this sword comes out, Zhao Bojun does not dare to resist.

“Whoosh!”

The sword light flashed by, carving out a mire that was at least seven or eight lengths long on the hardened ground of the campsite.

“Zhao Bojun, where do you think you’re escaping to?”

Wang Xiaohan, holding the “Zhou Xuan Sword,” looked like he was possessed by the old ancestor Zhou Xuan. He attacked Zhao Bojun again. The sword light was like a dragon, full of momentum.

During the peak era of the Wang family, relying on the responsibility of opening up territory, the old ancestor Zhou Xuan made much wealth. After making great efforts to collect materials, he personally visited Longzuo County and asked a Master Refiner to refine two spiritual artifacts.

One was named “Zhou Xuan” and served as the ancestral sword of the clan. The other was named “Longyan,” a gift to his granddaughter Wang Longyan to help her in her competition for a place in the Academic Palace and to advance to the next level.

Ever since the old ancestor Zhou Xuan passed away, there was no one in the clan qualified to wield the Zhou Xuan Sword. Therefore, with the clan’s hopes and beliefs resting upon it, it was placed as a tribute in the ancestral hall, silently awaiting the next sword master.

For this decisive battle, Wang Shouzhe didn’t hesitate to bring this spiritual weapon with him as his ultimate trump card.

Under the witness of the Zhou Xuan Sword, once the enemies of the Liu and Zhao Clan perished. It was not only fitting but could also soothe the spirit of the old Ancestor Zhou Xuan in heaven. Why not?

At the same time, inside the tent.

Old ancestors Mingsheng and Meng, looked at each other.

As expected, Shouzhe lived up to his name, handling strategies and commanding in the middle, calculating the Liu and Zhao Clans to death. Regardless of the number of trump cards the other side held, they all were handled by this side, in an unstrained and comfortable manner.

This great-grandson, he’s really not ordinary.

He is not yet in the Spirit Platform Realm, yet he already possesses such an extraordinary demeanor. All the old ancestors of each family are obeying his command and orders, knowing when to advance and retreat, in an extremely orderly and methodical manner.

What if he were to achieve the Spirit Platform Realm? What will he be capable of?

He is truly worthy of being my great-grandson, Gongsun Meng/Lu Mingsheng…

Suddenly-

Those two old ancestors who were secretly pleased with themselves, usually aloof, seemed to have remembered the existence of each other. They again started staring at each other, feeling uncomfortable with one another.

“Wang Xiaohan, you have just entered the Spirit Platform Realm and you’re trying to kill me, Zhao Bojun, with merely a sword?” Zhao Bojun was excessively violent and didn’t dare to clash directly with the powerful Zhou Xuan Sword. He could only avoid it.

“Heh heh.” Wang Xiaohan wielded the Zhou Xuan Sword, displaying an imposing temperament. “Nothing much, we’ll see whose drug lasts longer ” Zhao Bojun was troubled. He initially thought that he could quickly kill Wang Xiaohan and then assist Liu Zhde, team up and kill, or at least seriously injure Wang Longyan.

But who knew, Wang Shouzhe managed to reverse the unfavorable situation simply with one[Zhou Xuan Sword].

Meanwhile, outside the campsite.

The gray-robed demonic cultivator, who was at a standoff with Elder Ruhong seemed to have a flicker of hesitation in his eyes.

Yet Elder Ruhong’s eyes remained closed. He just calmly said, “What, regretting getting into this mess now? Thinking of escaping?”

The grey-robed demonic cultivator’s eyes glared coldly, retorting, “It is just a slightly treacherous situation. If the Wang family have played all their trump cards, I fear they will be half-disabled if not dead.”

As the words of the gray-robed demonic cultivator fell.

Liu Shengye, head of the Liu Clan, roared, “Everyone, the turning point of our clan’s fate is here, the ancestors have done their best. But for this battle, we will undoubtedly win, everyone charge, the target is Wang Shouzhe!”

With Liu Shengye’s roar.

The elite heads of household and family elders of the Liu and Zhao clans, along with the two family heads, and the two Spirit Platform Realm descendants Liu Shenghao and Zhao Daoyuan, all rushed towards Wang Shouzhe.

Notably Liu Shenghao and Zhao Daoyuan, already at the peak of the Vital Energy Refining Realm. Although their strength could not measure up to the Spirit Platform Realm, compared to the typical Qi Refiners, they were extraordinary.

These two took the lead, rushing to the front with fierce looks in their eyes. Since the Wang family had played all their cards, they didn’t need to blame them for using might to suppress others.

This was a clan war where he who lives might die, and the hatred and conflict between the two sides could no longer be reconciled.

Anyone on the battlefield of the clan war was an enemy.

“Shouzhe!” Wang Shouxin, who was at the seventh layer of Qi Refinement, drew his sword and stood in front of Wang Shouzhe. Wearing a determined look, he said, “You take the children and retreat first.”

At the same time.

Wang Shouyi and Wang Shounuo both drew their swords and rushed up to the front. Even though they were only at the fourth and fifth levels of Qi Refinement, they upheld the bravery of the Wang family.

The two elders of the Ding generation looked at each other and laughed heartily, drawing their weapons and standing at the forefront. The Ding generation had lost many members, and there were only three alive. The eldest, Wang Dingchuan, who was sixty-five years old and stayed behind to defend the family.

“The Ding generation, take the first row!”

“The Shou generation, take the second row!”

“Shouzhe and Fang Jie, take the children and retreat!”

Some uncles and older brothers of the Ding and Shou generations immediately took up their positions, standing at the forefront. Not one of them showed any fear, their eyes only conveying the fiery determination to fight with the enemy to the death.

The heads of the household also drew their weapons and stood to the left and right of the two front rows.

The Wang family, after fifty years of being repressed, had had enough!

It was time to show the fervor of the Wang family. The offspring of Old Ancestor Zhou Xuan’s line were no cowards.

“Why retreat! They’re nothing but a rabble.”

With hands on his back, Wang Luo Qiu sneered, “I’ll handle one of the Level Four warrior.”

“Me too.” Wang Luo Jing didn’t want to be outdone, her eyes filled with determination and ferocity, “Today, I’m going to kill.”

Even Wang Licui refused to retreat. Slapping her chest, she declared, “As the eldest sister, I’ll deal with one Level Five warrior.”

Her “brave and resounding words” caused Wang Luotong and Wang Luo Qiu both to cast doubting glances. Would she be able to do it?

Similarly, her two younger brothers, Wang Shou Yong and Wang Shoulian, as well as her younger sister Wang Luotong, all expressed their resolution to fight to the death.

All members of the Wang family gathered as one at this moment.

No one would retreat, and no one would fear death.

Chen Fangjie and Wang Shouzhe looked at each other and saw calmness in each other’s eyes. They had no choice but to remain calm, with two old ancestors still present in the tent.

All these things happened in the blink of an eye.

Liu Shenghao and Zhao Daoyuan, like eagles, swooped into the air, each attacking the Wang family members in the manner of a tiger charging into a herd of sheep.

Just as the two old ancestors were in awe and Shouzhe had yet to give the command, ready to make a move.

Suddenly!

A mediocre carriage parked in the middle.

Suddenly!

“Boom!” Exploded.

A colossal turtle-like beast, looking highly aggressive, stretched out from the slightly narrow litter, tearing it apart.

At the same time.

It saw a figure passing by, and instinctively it quickly snapped, its mouth catching the figure.

“Ah-”

That figure was Liu Shenghao. The pain of shattered bones and the shock left him screaming in agony.

The battlefield suddenly fell silent!

Only the agonizing screams of Liu Shenghao.

“This is… a third-grade Fierce Beast!” Chen Fangjie, standing next to Wang Shouzhe, turned pale and took two steps back in shock.

The other old ancestors were also dumbfounded.

How could it be possible, the Wang family actually kept a third-rank Spirit Beast?