Chapter 2212: Three-Foot Green Peak Suppresses All Cultivators

"That's a question I should be asking your Zhao family: after raiding the Yan family and abducting my great-grandson-in-law, where is he?" Wang Qingshan's tone was severe.

"Hmph," Zhao Ruihu said, his face cold, "He was at fault first and even dared to injure and kill many of our Zhao family members. Not executing him was already a considerable gesture of respect to your Wang family. We can release him, but you must provide us with compensation."

Wang Qingshan had no intention of engaging in verbal sparring with him. With a shrug of his shoulders, a clear sword hum echoed, and nine shimmering green flying swords flew out from his sword scabbard. They blurred, transforming into tens of thousands of hazy green flying swords, like meteors, streaking towards Zhao Ruihu and Zhao Ruilong opposite him.

"A complete set of Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasures!" Zhao Ruilong's expression hardened, his eyes filled with apprehension.

He flicked his sleeve, and five shimmering blue command flags flew out. After their surfaces lit up with dazzling blue light, the blue flags rapidly expanded in size. Countless torrents of seawater surged forth, forming layers of water curtains, protecting them.

Zhao Ruihu made a single-handed striking gesture towards Wang Qingshan in the void. Ripples appeared in the air above Wang Qingshan's head, and countless crimson flames emerged, suddenly transforming into a gigantic crimson hand, hundreds of zhang in size, emitting terrifying heat.

Before the crimson hand could even descend, its astonishing high temperature caused a large amount of seawater to evaporate, creating thick white mist.

Over a dozen massive water spout tornadoes rose from the sea surface, instantly tearing the crimson hand to shreds. Giant whirlpools appeared on the sea surface, revealing themselves to be the Scale Tortoises.

The dense green flying swords struck the layers of water curtains. The water curtains, like paper, were shattered into dust by the dense green flying swords.

Zhao Ruihu conjured a shimmering red shield, which continuously rotated around them, protecting them. The dense green flying swords struck the red shield, emitting dull "clanging" sounds.

Zhao Ruilong formed a hand seal, and the five blue banners gushed out vast amounts of seawater, creating a colossal lake a myriad zhang in diameter that revolved around them. As soon as the green flying swords approached within a thousand zhang of them, they were sucked into the colossal lake and vanished.

Wang Qingshan changed his sword art, and the nine Azure Glaze Swords suddenly shone brightly with green light, transforming into nine hundred-zhang-long green flood dragons. They lunged from all directions, as if to tear them to shreds.

At first glance, this appeared to be just a common magical energy transformation attack. However, Zhao Ruilong did not dare to underestimate it. The nine green flood dragons occasionally dispersed and occasionally gathered, subtly forming a sword formation.

The nine green flood dragons charged forward, raising gusts of strong winds.

Zhao Ruilong conjured a small, misty cauldron. A miniature blue flood dragon coiled around its body. He cast a spell into it.

A deafening dragon roar echoed, and the miniature flood dragon on the blue cauldron's surface seemed to come alive, swimming continuously around the cauldron. The blue cauldron's size rapidly expanded, and it spewed forth a hazy blue glow, enveloping the nine green flood dragons.

The nine green flood dragons visibly shrank, flying towards the colossal blue cauldron.

Wang Qingshan changed his sword art again, and the nine green flood dragons radiated intense green light. They suddenly merged into one, transforming into a hazy green Sky-Piercing Giant Sword. It effortlessly sliced through the blue glow and cleaved the colossal blue cauldron with a single strike.

With a dull "clang," the colossal blue cauldron was sent flying backward. The green giant sword, imbued with an aura of world-shattering destruction, streaked directly towards Zhao Ruilong.

Zhao Ruilong showed no fear whatsoever, appearing completely confident.

He conjured a palm-sized crimson round bowl. A gust of cold, eerie wind swept by, and several ferocious ghost patterns were carved on the crimson bowl's surface. A series of shrill ghostly wails erupted, and the crimson bowl glowed with dazzling blood-red light, suddenly spewing forth a reeking, pungent crimson flame to meet the Sky-Piercing Giant Sword.

The Blood Soul Bowl, a low-grade Heaven-Reaching Spirit Treasure, was specially lent to Zhao Ruilong by the Liu family for his use, specifically to counter Wang Qingshan and Wang Qingfeng.

If flying swords or flying daggers were to come into contact with the blood flame spewed by the Blood Soul Bowl, their spiritual essence would be greatly diminished.

The Zhao family had come well-prepared, with ample provisions.

A clear, loud bird cry echoed, and a ten-foot-tall azure phoenix charged forward, emitting astonishing high temperatures. It instantly merged into the Sky-Piercing Giant Sword, its blade now wreathed in azure flames.

The crimson flame touched the Sky-Piercing Giant Sword, and like thin paper, it was sliced in half by the Sky-Piercing Giant Sword.