Chapter 1613: Wuman Yue

Yuanhun Province, Imperial Observatory.

Several provincial-level teleportation arrays leading to various locations were vibrating incessantly.

Batch after batch of powerful cultivators from different provinces swiftly arrived to offer support.

"Cultivators from Dan Province, advance south towards the mortal cities. Kill ancient giants on sight. Rescue the injured whenever possible!"

"Forces from Divine Weapon Province, march north. Kill giants wherever you find them!"

"Brothers from Great Barren Province, head west. Wipe out the giants, leave none alive!"

Grand Cang Province arrived right after.

Deputy Palace Master You, Venerable Hongchen, Venerable Forbidden, and the Venerable from Divine Weapon Province each returned to their respective provincial teams, leading their armies swiftly away.

Jiang Fan looked around and said:

"Several other provinces haven't arrived to assist yet. Grand Cang Province has many God Transformation realm cultivators, so let's exert ourselves a bit more. We'll divide into four groups to clear the battle zones and then rendezvous at Wenhai Academy."

Venerable Heart Demon felt a moment of disorientation.

The phrase "Grand Cang Province has many God Transformation realm cultivators" felt truly unfamiliar.

But upon closer count:

Jiang Fan, himself, Pingtian Bodhisattva, Mingye Asura King, Doomsday Stele Jiang Wuya, Jiangshan Yipin Tower, Venerable Red Demon, and Princess Zijiang.

A total of eight God Transformation realm cultivators!

After one battle, the number of God Transformation realm cultivators in Grand Cang Province had not decreased but increased!

This was thanks to the selfless sacrifice of the God Transformation Venerables from Great Barren Province, Divine Weapon Province, and Dan Province.

Therefore, everyone was willing for Grand Cang Province to put in a little extra effort.

"Princess Zijiang and I will lead the Heavenly Secret Pavilion and the Grand Yin Sect eastward."

He immediately called out forces and led the two teams away.

The rest formed pairs, each leading their respective forces.

Finally, Grand Venerable Red Demon and the Master of Jiangshan Yipin Tower led the Nascent Soul realm cultivators from some small and medium-sized sects.

Grand Venerable Red Demon stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the land of Yuanhun Province.

"Haven't you noticed anything unusual about Yuanhun Province?"

The Master of Jiangshan Yipin Tower, with his hands tucked into his sleeves, squinted and said:

"How could one not notice such a dense aura of righteousness?"

He reached out and grasped, and a wisp of milky white airflow appeared in his palm.

"The aura of righteousness in the air has almost solidified."

"Even a mortal could take a wish paper and wish for a small fortune."

"It was quite normal when I was here last time."

"What has happened to Yuanhun Province in just one month?"

He looked at Grand Venerable Red Demon and asked, "Senior, has Grand Venerable Xingyuan perhaps advanced to the Sage realm?"

Grand Venerable Red Demon gazed around, his expression grave:

"Even a Sage realm cultivator cannot fill an entire grand province with such a dense aura of righteousness."

"If someone intends to use this aura of righteousness for harmful purposes, it could be catastrophic."

"What is this Grand Venerable Xingyuan plotting?"

"We'll ask him directly when we reach Wenhai Academy!"

Qingling Mountain.

A renowned spiritual vein in Yuanhun Province, home to numerous Confucian cultivation families of all sizes.

Many of them were ancient families, passed down for over a thousand years.

However.

Today, Qingling Mountain was awash in blood. Family mansions, palaces, and cultivation caves were all utterly destroyed.

Scattered limbs and broken bones covered Qingling Mountain.

This sacred land of Confucianism had been transformed into a living hell.

Only the Guwang Family persisted.

But it was merely holding on.

The grand formation, capable of defending against a God Transformation realm strike, flickered violently like a candle in the wind under the fierce bombardment of several Nine-Aperture Giant Kings, rapidly nearing its end.

Inside the Guwang Family compound.

Hundreds of family members gathered on the rooftop.

Most of them were Core Formation cultivators, with only a handful of Nascent Soul cultivators.

An old woman, a Three-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivator, leaned on her staff, her face filled with sorrow, and said:

"Members of the Wang family, all our powerful cultivators have sacrificed themselves on the battlefield. Only we remain."

"The Guwang Family, established for thirteen hundred years, has finally reached its end."

"As the Old Matriarch of the Wang family, I will perish with it."

"As for the rest of you, when the formation breaks, flee if you can. If you're fortunate enough to escape, I hope one day you can continue the legacy of our Wang family!"

Hearing this.

The Wang family members wept bitterly.

The once glorious and brilliant thousand-year-old Wang family, a powerful clan that produced several Nine-Aperture Nascent Soul cultivators at its peak.

Had ultimately reached its demise.

"Wang Lishi, Wu Manyue, come over."

"The three of us Nascent Soul cultivators will cover the rear for the family members!"

Two Nascent Soul realm women flew to the Old Matriarch's side.

One was a young woman with a bulging belly, seven months pregnant.

The other was a captivating and alluring young woman, dressed in an elegant, form-fitting red silk dress that accentuated her curvaceous and proud figure, making her incredibly alluring.

Her fair shoulders were exposed, and her captivating "peach blossom" eyes gleamed with natural charm.

Even though her expression was serious, the allure she exuded was irresistible.

The Old Matriarch looked apologetically at Wang Lishi and said, "It must have been hard for you, being a daughter-in-law of our Wang family."

Wang Lishi looked down at her swollen belly, shook her head, and said:

"The entire Wang family has perished in battle. I am proud to be a daughter-in-law of the Wang family."

"It's just a pity for my unborn child."

With tears in her eyes and trembling lips, the Old Matriarch looked at Wu Manyue, her gaze also filled with apology:

"Wu Manyue, our Wang family has also wronged you."

"You traveled thousands of miles to join us, and in the end, we couldn't even protect you completely."

Wu Manyue shook her head and forced a bitter smile, saying, "Grandma, you're overstating it."

"You were willing to acknowledge me, a granddaughter you'd never met, and you took me in despite opposition, even sharing the Wang family's resources with me. I am already very grateful."

"Now that disaster is upon us, and all the Wang family's powerful cultivators have fallen, how could I save myself? How could I blame you?"

She took a deep breath and said, "Grandma, have the family members prepare."

"The three of us Nascent Soul cultivators will try to create a sliver of hope for them!"

The Old Matriarch tremblingly stroked Wu Manyue's hair, her heart filled with guilt and regret.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know your mother had left a granddaughter in this world."

"That's why you've wandered alone for so many years on the continent of Grand Cang Province."

Wu Manyue said, "That's all in the past."

"Besides, I met some important people there too."

*Clang—*

Suddenly, the formation shook violently, and numerous cracks appeared.

Wu Manyue looked up, her face filled with despair, and unconcealed fear in her eyes.

But she still suppressed her fear and murmured:

"All my life, I've only known how to scheme against people; I'm the bad woman in everyone's eyes."

"I haven't done many good deeds."

"Today, let me try to be a good person for once."

*Crack!*

The formation shattered with a thunderous roar.

The ancient giants grinned savagely, their bloodthirsty vertical eyes wide open. They all opened their mouths and extended their scarlet tongues, ready to enjoy the delicious feast before them.

Wu Manyue gritted her teeth, overcame her inner fear, and charged forward, shouting, "Come on, eat me first!"

As she led the group out, she immediately drew the attention of the ancient giants.

Several scarlet tongues shot directly towards her, aiming to tear her to shreds in mid-air.

But just then.

The sky suddenly darkened.

Large swaths of white clouds had appeared over Qingling Mountain at some unknown time, obscuring the sky and eclipsing the sun.

A terrifying aura, one that made even Nascent Soul realm cultivators tremble, projected down from the clouds onto the earth.