Chapter 2756: Enemy Retreat

Seizing this opportunity, Luo Xiangyun and her companions transformed into seven streaks of light and soared into the sky at incredible speed.

Simultaneously, a deafening thunderclap echoed from above. A massive golden thundercloud hung high in the sky, with countless golden lightning snakes visibly coiling within it, creating an awe-inspiring spectacle.

The golden thundercloud violently churned, unleashing hundreds of thick golden lightning bolts that streaked directly towards Wang Qingcheng and his group.

"Geng Jin Thunder Talisman!"

Wang Qingcheng's expression hardened. He quickly formed a hand seal, causing the dense yellow sand to instantly coalesce into a vast yellow sand screen, enveloping all his clansmen.

A rumbling sound of thunder filled the air as golden lightning enveloped an area spanning a hundred *li*.

Luo Xiangyun and her group were incredibly fast. However, after they had flown over ten thousand *li*, a loud burst of male laughter rang out. A shimmering golden sound wave surged from ahead, reaching them in an instant.

Leng Feng formed a sword seal, and four gleaming white flying swords swept forth, shattering the golden sound wave.

Wang Yi'er stood atop a high peak. Before him rested a giant, gleaming golden bell, its lid shattered, and its surface inscribed with countless arcane musical notes.

This was the Heaven's Laughter Bell, a treasure Wang Yi'er had commissioned Wang Jiye to help refine.

"Heaven's Laughter True Monarch!"

Luo Xiangyun's face grew cold. She brandished a shimmering golden plantain fan, unleashing a torrent of golden flames that surged directly towards Wang Yi'er.

Leng Feng and the others immediately joined the assault on Wang Yi'er.

Wang Yi'er had no intention of fighting to the death; he merely needed to delay them long enough for them to be unable to escape.

"Hahahaha!"

Wang Yi'er burst into wild laughter as the Heaven's Laughter Bell unleashed dazzling golden light. His cackling echoed for tens of thousands of *li*, and a golden sound wave swept outward.

A deafening roar!

A massive roar reverberated as various spiritual lights clashed and interwove high above, sending waves of energy rippling outwards.

Thousands of vast white sword energies swept towards them. Before they even descended, a bone-chilling coldness enveloped the area.

Wang Yi'er dared not be careless. He took a deep breath, then laughed skyward, unleashing waves of invisible sound that shattered the incoming white sword energies.

A golden fire dragon, over a thousand *zhang* long and radiating astonishing heat, shot directly towards Wang Yi'er. Wherever the golden fire dragon passed, the ground spontaneously ignited, and the flames rapidly spread.

The golden fire dragon collided with the dense sound waves, its body tearing apart into a vast golden sea of fire that enveloped an area spanning dozens of *li*, trapping Wang Yi'er within it.

Leng Feng and the others launched their attacks at the fiery sea. A deafening roar erupted as multi-colored spiritual lights completely engulfed Wang Yi'er's form.

Suddenly, a powerful gravitational force materialized, causing Luo Xiangyun and her group to plummet uncontrollably towards the ground.

Leng Feng's right hand blazed with dazzling white light. He brought it down towards the ground, unleashing a colossal, gleaming white sword energy that cleaved into the earth, creating a groove several thousand *zhang* long and sending waves of energy rippling outwards.

A piercing whoosh cut through the air as a massive, hazy yellow fist shot forward, heading directly for a short, stout elder in green robes.

The green-robed elder flicked his sleeve, and a shimmering green short ruler materialized in his hand. With a gentle flick, fierce winds erupted, launching thousands of massive, hazy green wind blades that shot towards the yellow giant fist.

Simultaneously, a gigantic phantom of the green-robed elder appeared above his head.

The dense, massive wind blades struck the yellow giant fist repeatedly, emitting muffled clanging sounds and sending sparks flying.

The yellow giant fist broke through the dense green wind blades and reached the green-robed elder.

The humanoid phantom above the green-robed elder's head unleashed a hazy green hurricane, blowing the yellow giant fist away.

The void rippled, and a shimmering white dragon claw materialized from thin air. Before it could strike, a bone-chilling, unusual coldness descended.

The humanoid phantom unleashed a hazy green tornado to meet the white dragon claw, but it was shattered like paper by the claw's strike.

The humanoid phantom crossed its arms, bracing itself against the white dragon claw.

With a muffled thud, the white dragon claw was blocked by the humanoid phantom. However, the phantom immediately began to freeze, with ice rapidly expanding to cover its entire form.

With a loud crash, the humanoid phantom was shattered by the white dragon claw. With his dharma-image broken, the green-robed elder spat out a large mouthful of blood. The white dragon claw then struck a green light barrier, producing a muffled thud.

The yellow giant fist glowed with dazzling yellow light as it slammed into the green light barrier.

The green light barrier's spiritual glow dimmed. Then, a streak of white light shot forth, like the final straw, piercing directly through the green light barrier.

The white light pierced the green-robed elder's left arm, causing it to bleed profusely. His body rapidly began to freeze.

The yellow giant fist's spiritual light flared again, shattering the green light barrier and crushing the green-robed elder's head.

A miniature Nascent Soul, clutching a green short ruler, flew out of the elder's body, its expression terrified.

A sharp whistling sound ripped through the air as the yellow giant fist transformed into a volley of dense yellow arrows, shooting straight for the miniature Nascent Soul.

Just as the miniature Nascent Soul was about to be riddled with the yellow arrows, a golden fire sparrow descended from the sky, blocking the incoming projectiles.

Luo Xiangyun descended from above, flicked her sleeve, and whisked the miniature Nascent Soul into it, making it vanish from sight.

At this point, the golden thundercloud dissipated.

Wang Qingcheng and his companions appeared slightly pale. Wang Qingxiao's body was covered in scars, his aura was weak, and his expression haggard.

Wang Qingxiao's soul had suffered trauma, though his life was not in danger. However, he would need to find miraculous elixirs that could heal the soul, or his future cultivation path would be affected.

Without further ado, Luo Xiangyun shook her right hand, and a black light shot out.

"Not good! Dodge quickly!"

Wang Qingcheng realized something. He quickly formed a hand seal and stomped his right foot heavily on the ground, instantly transforming the earth beneath them into sand. Countless grains of yellow sand flew up with the wind, forming a massive yellow sand screen that enveloped them.

A black spherical bead suddenly appeared high above. With a tremendous explosion, the bead burst, transforming into a massive mass of black lightning that engulfed the yellow sand screen, sending waves of energy rippling like a tide.

Not long after, the black lightning dissipated. Wang Qingcheng and his companions were unharmed, but Luo Xiangyun and her group had managed to escape.

A streak of light flew over and landed before Wang Qingcheng; it was Wang Yi'er. He bore multiple burn marks on his body and a terrible bloody wound on his left shoulder, his aura significantly weakened.

He had intervened to stop Luo Xiangyun and her group, sustaining severe injuries in the process. Despite this, a smile still lingered on his face.

"Are you alright, Yi'er?"

Wang Qingcheng asked with concern.

"I'm fine. I just need some time to recuperate."

Wang Yi'er grinned, as if dismissing it as a minor inconvenience.

"Zong Que, Yuan Wei, set up the formation. Li He, return to the family to report and send reinforcements."

Wang Qingcheng instructed. The Wang family and the Heavenly Mystery Sect had escalated their conflict, and he knew they might not be able to resolve it on their own.

Wang Lihe acknowledged the order and departed with several clansmen, while Wang Yuanwei began setting up a sixth-tier formation.

Green Lotus Island, Green Lotus Peak.

Wang Changsheng sat in a stone pavilion, as Wang Moshan reported the situation to him.

"The Forbidden Divine Stone Vein!"

Wang Changsheng's brow furrowed deeply. Wang Zonglang had painstakingly ascended from the lower realm to the Xuanyang Realm, only to die at the hands of the Heavenly Mystery Sect.

To be fair, Wang Zonglang's strength was indeed inferior to that of other ascended cultivators like Wang Mengbin, Wang Qingshan, Wang Yingjie, and Liu Hongxue. In Wang Zonglang's era, the family had already cleared many obstacles, whereas Wang Mengbin and the others had fought their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

The Zhenhai Palace valued ascended cultivators for their strength and temperament, not merely their status as ascendants. Greenhouse flowers are easily broken, and there was little to be done about that.

Upon arriving in the Xuanyang Realm, Wang Zonglang had frequently challenged the Li Huo Demon Refining Tower, proving his combat abilities were not weak. He had simply been overwhelmed by a coordinated siege.