Chapter 540: The Clan's Assistance

The young man in red struck the void with his right palm, and a shimmering red tiger claw materialized, meeting the dozens of thick beams of light.

Boom!

A tremendous roar echoed as the tiger claw shattered the dozens of light beams.

His gaze turned cold. The red wings on his back flared with light, and he forcefully flapped them, sending over a dozen colossal crimson fireballs hurtling towards Green Lotus Villa.

Green Lotus Villa shook violently, and a vast expanse of yellow mist emerged, enveloping the entire villa. The dozen or so crimson fireballs plunged into the yellow mist, as if sinking into mud or the ocean, without a single sound.

Five massive white ice dragons lunged from all directions, followed closely by a yellow sand dragon.

Wang Changsheng held a gigantic blue lightning orb in his hands, radiating a terrifying energy fluctuation.

The young man in red frowned slightly. He sensed that something was amiss; the intelligence was flawed. The Wang family seemed to be no pushover, not one he could easily manipulate.

His body spun in place, transforming into a red hurricane over ten zhang tall, sweeping away towards the distance, intent on escape.

"Explode!"

As the five white ice dragons approached within ten zhang of the red hurricane, they burst open, transforming into a biting white chill.

Affected by the white chill, the red hurricane slowed down. A yellow sand dragon lunged forward, smashing headfirst into the red hurricane.

Boom!

The yellow sand dragon shattered the red hurricane, and faint traces of blood could be seen on the young man in red's hands.

A mountain-sized blue lightning orb struck, its surface flashing with lightning, creating an astonishing display of power.

A trace of panic flashed in the young man in red's heart. He violently flapped the red wings on his back, sending out a large swarm of red wind blades.

With an earth-shattering crash, a blue scorching sun appeared high in the sky, enveloping an area dozens of zhang in circumference. The young man in red was engulfed by the blue scorching sun.

A red light shot out from within, instantly reaching Wang Changsheng, less than thirty zhang away.

Wang Changsheng's pupils constricted. Just as he was about to react, a fiery glow ignited in his eyes.

A red scorching sun, over a hundred zhang wide, suddenly appeared high in the sky, engulfing Wang Changsheng's figure.

At Green Lotus Villa, Wang Qingkai was greatly alarmed to see Wang Changsheng's body engulfed by raging flames.

"Quick, control the puppet beasts to attack him! Help Ninth Uncle overcome this crisis."

The Wang family members swiftly controlled their puppet beasts to unleash beams of light, attacking the young man in red. Hundreds of beams of varying thickness shot out from Green Lotus Villa, vanishing into the silver scorching sun.

The attacks from the second-tier puppet beasts were effective, but those from the first-tier puppet beasts couldn't even reach the silver scorching sun.

"Ants, you seek death!"

An enraged voice roared from within the silver scorching sun, and dozens of crimson fireballs, each the size of a water vat, hurtled towards Green Lotus Villa.

Boom!

The yellow mist dispersed instantly. Some buildings were ignited, and several family members struck by the crimson fireballs were reduced to ash.

The ground shook violently as hundreds of yellow ropes, each as thick as an adult's arm, erupted from underground, striking at the silver lightning.

A blue vortex several zhang wide appeared high in the sky, and a gigantic blue palm swiftly slammed downwards.

The young man in red flew out from the silver scorching sun, steam rising from his body, his clothes torn, appearing somewhat dishevelled.

The blue giant palm struck empty air, and the yellow ropes also missed their target.

A white beam of light shot towards him. The young man in red hastily dodged, but his left foot was still struck by the white beam, rapidly freezing as the ice spread quickly.

He let out a soft snort, and a large expanse of crimson flames erupted on his body, swiftly melting the ice.

A swarm of yellow flying knives flew in, seemingly poised to hack him into minced flesh.

Hundreds of yellow ropes wove together, forming a colossal yellow net that enveloped the young man in red.

Five white ice dragons lunged from different directions, and a house-sized blue lightning orb slammed from the front, blocking all of the young man in red's escape routes.

The young man in red's facial features blurred, transforming into a ferocious tiger face. An ear-splitting roar echoed, and an invisible sound wave shot out, assailing in all directions.

Boom!

All attacks were shattered by the invisible sound wave, and an invisible surge of air swept outwards in all directions.

A massive blue giant club came crashing down. The young man in red blocked it with the mace in his hand, but an unstoppable force struck him, instantly sending him flying backward. Before he could regain his footing, a thick white beam of light struck him accurately on the back.

The young man in red's body quickly froze, but soon after, a layer of crimson flames appeared on his skin, melting the ice once more.

Just then, hundreds of yellow ropes shot forth, and over a dozen of them tightly wrapped around the young man in red's body, binding him securely.

At this moment, the red scorching sun dissipated. Wang Changsheng's aura was weak, and a scorched scent emanated from his body. His nascent magic treasure, the Flowing Moon Umbrella, had vanished.

A crackling sound of bones emanated from within the young man in red. His body swelled by a full circle, and all the yellow ropes snapped.

A thick white beam of light shot forward, striking the young man in red accurately. His body quickly froze, and before the ice could melt, a five-zhang-wide blue giant palm suddenly appeared above his head, swiftly slamming down.

A shrill scream rang out, and the young man in red plummeted from high in the sky, spitting up blood incessantly.

Before he could hit the ground, a massive yellow net enveloped him, rapidly constricting.

A thick blue iron rod descended from the sky, smashing onto the young man in red's body.

Boom!

With an ear-splitting crash, the young man in red's body slammed into the ground, creating a massive crater.

The blue iron rod slammed down again. A shrill scream echoed, and a huge pit was gouged into the ground, shaking the earth and mountains. The young man in red's head was smashed to pieces.

After slaying the young man in red, Wang Changsheng let out a long sigh of relief. He then conjured a soul-gathering bottle and collected the spirits of the fallen half-demons.

This time, he managed to eliminate two half-demons. His clan members offered some assistance, but he himself was injured, and a nascent magic treasure was destroyed.

Wang Changsheng searched each of the two half-demons, finding a storage bag on each. Both had wings, which could be used to refine flying magic treasures.

Wang Changsheng flew back to Green Lotus Mountain. Wang Qingkai had already organized the clan members to extinguish the flames, but due to the sheer number of crimson fireballs, a significant portion of the buildings had been burned down.

Wang Changyue held a shimmering yellow nine-cornered formation disk in her hand, her face full of worry.

"Brother, are you alright?!"

"I'm mostly fine, just some superficial injuries. Changyue, you did well. If it weren't for your assistance, I might not have been able to keep him here."

Wang Changyue smiled slightly and said, "It's what I should do."

The Nine Palaces Spirit Binding Formation she activated was a simplified version of a third-tier formation, taught to her by Ye Lin. Its power couldn't compare to a full third-tier formation, but it could unleash thirty percent of its power, which was quite good.

Wang Changsheng nodded, looked towards Wang Qingkai, and asked, "Qingkai, what are the casualties among our clan members?"

With a sorrowful expression, Wang Qingkai replied, "Qingying and Qiuguang were killed in battle, and forty-three Qi Refining stage clan members were either killed or wounded."

Wang Qingying and Wang Qiuguang were newly promoted Foundation Establishment cultivators. They were responsible for controlling the second-tier puppet beasts to attack the half-demons and unfortunately died during the half-demons' assault.

"I'll leave the follow-up matters to you. Changyue, come with me."

Wang Changsheng let out a long sigh and walked towards his residence with Wang Changyue.

"Changyang, Changguang, Changjie, take a group of clan members to deliver a message to the Five Sects of Wei State. Tell them that demonic beasts attacked our Green Lotus Villa, resulting in over a hundred casualties and the death of five Foundation Establishment cultivators."

Wang Qingkai intentionally exaggerated the casualties. In this battle, Wang Changsheng had killed two Core Formation stage half-demons, which was a significant achievement. If they were to be conscripted again, the Wang family wouldn't need to dispatch so many clan members.

"Understood, Patriarch. We will depart immediately."