Chapter 1767: Reverse

Wang Youjun secretly instructed his companions to keep an eye on Yun Jianyue and Xie Daoyun.

The elders nodded in agreement. However, just as Wang Youjun was about to rush to the high platform to retrieve the three divine talismans, those same elders also made their move. They didn't attack Yun Jianyue and Xie Daoyun; instead, they too charged towards the divine talismans on the platform.

"Old Eight, what are you doing?" Wang Youjun exclaimed, both shocked and enraged. He had never imagined these individuals would make such a choice.

One of them, clearly the "Old Eight" he had addressed, chuckled, "As the saying goes, the divine talismans belong to the capable. If the Family Head can obtain them, why can't we?"

Wang Youjun's face darkened. "Are you attempting insubordination?"

Another person replied, "Family Head, you're speaking too harshly. We are all members of the Wang family. Whoever obtains them will be contributing to the family. What's wrong with that?"

Wang Youjun's face turned livid. "I am the Family Head! It is only right and proper for me to control these divine talismans. If everyone takes one, orders will come from multiple sources. Won't the Wang family fall into chaos?"

"What chaos?" one retorted. "For so many years, how has the Wang family managed to become a top family in the world? Isn't it precisely because the Family Head and the Council of Elders mutually supervised and promoted each other? But ever since your generation, Family Head, when you obtained that special red-glowing yellow talisman, everything changed."

"If the Family Head obtains the three divine talismans, where would we have a way out? By then, we'll probably suffer the same fate as those who were just thrown into the thunderous storm."

"Alright, alright, alright," Wang Youjun said, so angry he laughed instead. "So you've already conspired together. But with just a few of you, can you really snatch these divine talismans from my hands?"

"If we fight alone, we're naturally no match for you," one long-bearded man retorted directly. "But now with the four of us allied, why should we fear you? Are you relying on that good-for-nothing son of yours who only knows how to play with women?"

Wang Neishi, who had been watching the sudden turn of events from a distance, dumbfounded, immediately flushed crimson. "Say what you want to say, but why are you cursing me?" he thought.

Wang Youjun's eyes turned cold. Just as he was about to make a move, the Eighth Elder, who had spoken earlier, quickly interjected, "Family Head, whether you obtain them or we obtain them, at least they will remain within the Wang family—keeping the good fortune within our own ranks, so to speak. But if we fight to a mutual destruction, it would only benefit those two women, and it wouldn't be worth it."

"Indeed," Wang Youjun said, nodding. "How about we first join forces to deal with them, and then contend for the ownership of these three talismans?"

Xie Daoyun was startled and quickly retreated a few steps, becoming highly vigilant.

Yun Jianyue, however, secretly transmitted a message to her: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Xie Daoyun was taken aback, not understanding Yun Jianyue's confidence, especially when they were at an absolute disadvantage.

Just then, the Eighth Elder shook his head. "Family Head, you've misunderstood. What I meant was for you to block those two women, and let us retrieve the three talismans."

Wang Youjun's face darkened. "Are you mocking me?"

"Of course not," the Eighth Elder explained. "Family Head, your strength is the greatest. If we were to attack together with you, there's no guarantee you wouldn't ambush us midway, and by then, we'd have no ability to resist."

"On the contrary, even if we obtain the divine talismans, with our strength, it would only level the playing field between us and you. You don't need to worry too much."

"However, if you obtain the divine talismans, all of us would be at your mercy. Under such circumstances, we can only attack you first."

Xie Daoyun, listening from a distance, was dumbfounded. She couldn't help but increasingly admire Yun Jianyue; her grasp of human nature was truly far beyond her own reach.

"Threatening me?" Wang Youjun said, so angry he laughed instead.

"It's not a threat, just common sense," the Eighth Elder said. "At that time, the Family Head will still be the Family Head, and you'll have us as powerful assistants. All the other prominent families in the world combined wouldn't be able to surpass our Wang family."

"Old Eight, I must say, you are indeed very good at sowing discord," Wang Youjun sighed. "However, you've miscalculated one thing."

The Eighth Elder's heart tensed. "What?"

"You've overestimated yourselves, and underestimated me!" No sooner had he spoken than Wang Youjun shot like lightning towards the long-bearded man, who was the weakest among the four.

The long-bearded man was greatly alarmed. While dodging sideways, he unleashed all sorts of strange techniques and magic treasures without reservation, attacking the suddenly appearing Wang Youjun.

Unexpectedly, Wang Youjun suddenly produced a blank scroll in his hand. Seeing this, a hint of terror flashed in the long-bearded man's eyes, but it was too late to retract his attack.

The moment his hand touched the scroll, he vanished with a whoosh. When he reappeared, he was already trapped within the scroll.

He could be seen roaring continuously within the scroll, attempting to break free from the painting.

At this moment, Wang Youjun already held a writing brush. His strokes moved swiftly and powerfully, and in the blink of an eye, he was about to complete the character "Death" in the air.

Seeing this character, a hint of despair flashed in the long-bearded man's eyes within the scroll. He struggled even more fiercely, knowing clearly that once the character was completed, he would be finished.

Although he was the weakest among the four in cultivation, the combat strength of all four of them was already at the pinnacle of the entire Wang family. With his life on the line, he erupted with immense energy, and the entire scroll began to show cracks, as if it could tear open at any moment.

Just then, the other three elders had already rushed over to assist.

"Let go!" one of them shouted. He wielded a saber, and as his long blade was unleashed, countless terrifying saber qi slashed towards Wang Youjun's hand.

If Wang Youjun didn't dodge, even if he managed to complete the character "Death," he would certainly lose his hand.

But to everyone's surprise, Wang Youjun didn't stop for a moment and still completed the character "Death."

It must be admitted, his writing of this character was truly magnificent, the brushwork powerful and vigorous—almost the best character any of them had ever seen.

The character "Death" quickly glowed red and landed on the scroll. The scroll, which had been violently shaking, instantly quieted down. The long-bearded man, who had been struggling and roaring in the painting, had a look of terror on his face, but there was no longer any movement from him. He was dead.

Yun Jianyue, watching from a distance, saw this scene and mused that it was somewhat similar to Yu Yanluo's ability, though Wang Youjun's method was clearly far more treacherous.

However, at the same time, the countless saber shadows had already struck Wang Youjun's hand.

Given the sharpness of the saber qi, his arm would certainly not be saved from this strike, and with the saber qi invading his body, Wang Youjun would likely be severely wounded and lose his combat ability.

But to everyone's astonishment, those saber qi struck Wang Youjun's hand and vanished without a trace, like a clay ox entering the sea.

The very next moment, all the saber qi suddenly appeared around the saber wielder and instantly engulfed him.

With a shrill scream, the saber wielder was directly torn into minced flesh by the terrifying saber qi.

The Eighth Elder and the other remaining person both stopped their movements and retreated backward, gazing at Wang Youjun in utter horror.

They had originally thought that with four of them combined, they could easily suppress the opponent. Who knew that in the blink of an eye, two of them had been killed, and the situation had instantly reversed.

"You can reflect the opponent's attacks?" the Eighth Elder asked with a grim face. This was completely beyond their expectations; they had never imagined he harbored such a powerful ability.

Wang Youjun smiled slightly. "Now you know how utterly wrong you were, don't you?"

"I don't believe you can reflect everything!" the Eighth Elder roared, suddenly conjuring a talisman. A wisp of azure flame directly swept towards Wang Youjun.

At the same time, the other elder also made his move, sending a powerful storm along with the flame.

The fire, gaining strength from the wind, instantly became overwhelming.

Yun Jianyue's expression hardened. She had originally planned to observe the situation from here and profit from the conflict, but who knew the situation would change so quickly?

She no longer hesitated. Taking Xie Daoyun, she directly rushed towards the high platform, intending to seize the divine talismans first.

Just then, the overwhelming firestorm had already engulfed Wang Youjun.

The Eighth Elder breathed a sigh of relief. The opponent specialized in the way of calligraphy and painting, and his flames were precisely his nemesis. With the Tenth Elder's wind power assisting, it was enough to burn Wang Youjun to ashes.

Surely his reflection ability couldn't target intangible elemental power... right?

The firestorm swept past, and the place where Wang Youjun had been was already empty.

"Was he burned to ashes? But Wang Youjun shouldn't have put up no resistance at all," the Eighth Elder mused, his heart tensing. Suddenly, it became scorching hot around him. He looked down, and instantly his hair stood on end.

It turned out that large patches of azure flames had already risen around his body. His pupils contracted, and he was instantly burned directly to his bone marrow by these flames.

The Tenth Elder on the other side was no better off. With a shrill scream, his entire body was torn into pieces by a swift tornado.

Meanwhile, Wang Youjun's figure had already appeared before Yun Jianyue. The moment she saw him, Yun Jianyue instantly activated her Blood Sea Domain, and the surroundings turned a vivid crimson.

Wang Youjun's heart trembled. Who was this woman, and how could she gather such terrifying killing intent?

Yun Jianyue said coldly, "In my domain, your strange reflection ability will be ineffective against me."

At the same time, she lightly tapped Xie Daoyun with her other hand, and a gentle force sent her onto the high platform, just a step away from the three divine talismans.

Just as Xie Daoyun's fingers were about to touch the three talismans, a cold snort suddenly rang out:

"Shifting Form and Shadow Talisman!"

A yellow talisman in Wang Youjun's hand ignited. Almost simultaneously, Xie Daoyun grabbed at empty air. She raised her head in astonishment, only to find that she was no longer on the high platform, but at the spot where Wang Neishi had been standing earlier.

Meanwhile, Wang Neishi had replaced her position, standing on the high platform, and snatched one of the talismans.