Chapter 715: Chapter 715

"How is this possible?"

Chao Yijian felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, unable to believe that with his spiritual sense, he had been approached by a young man without noticing.

However, he quickly calmed down.

This young man had an ethereal aura like a banished immortal, but his cultivation level was only in the mid to late Purple Mansion Realm, far inferior to his own mid Divine Realm cultivation.

"Do you think you can stop me?" Chao Yijian's courage surged, and the pride of a Divine Realm cultivator arose within him. With a casual grasp, a peerlessly sharp divine sword rose into the air, carrying an overwhelming and invincible sword intent as it slashed toward Wang Anye.

He had no intention of killing; as long as he could severely injure and capture this direct descendant of the Wang Clan, he would have a bargaining chip for escape.

"Alas~ The sword intent looks sharp and unmatched, but unfortunately... it's strong on the outside but weak on the inside, just a facade." Wang Anye sighed lightly, drawing his half-immortal sword Wanwan and casually sweeping out a strike.

That strike seemed ordinary, yet it contained profound and mysterious principles, as if questioning the Heavenly Dao on behalf of the suffering beings, even making the Heavenly Dao itself tremble.

The Cangsheng Sword Intent struck Chao Yijian like a surging river, sending him flying backward, blood spilling from his mouth.

"How is this possible?" Chao Yijian, who had immersed himself in the way of the sword for over a thousand years, believed his invincible sword intent was among the top in the Divine Realm, yet today it was broken by a mere Purple Mansion Realm cultivator.

Chao Yijian dared not compete in sword intent any longer. Instead, he channeled the profound energy of a Divine Realm cultivator, launching a straightforward and forceful attack on Wang Anye, hoping to overpower him with sheer strength.

Wang Anye responded calmly, matching each move with equal seriousness, as if delighted to encounter a skilled sword cultivator.

Amidst the crisscrossing sword lights and energies, Wang Anye remained unfazed. Although his profound energy was not as thick, its purity surpassed Chao Yijian's by half a notch, and his azure profound energy seemed to contain a life-giving force.

This was the effect of his bloodline awakening. During his time at the officer training academy, he had already advanced to the Heavenly Son Grade C bloodline.

In the following decades, while carrying out family missions and traveling with his two beautiful wives, he stumbled upon some [Earth Mother Immortal Marrow] on an unremarkable hill during a dragon's awakening.

This was an extremely rare treasure, its efficacy far surpassing that of jade marrow.

With the Earth Mother Immortal Marrow, Wang Anye's bloodline advanced to the Heavenly Son Grade B, entering the family's first sequence. His two beautiful wives, Wu Xue'ning and Wu Yiluo, also benefited greatly, stepping into the Peerless Grade A ranks.

There was even some extra Earth Mother Immortal Marrow, which he contributed to the family treasury, earning a large amount of "useless contribution points" while benefiting the younger generation of the family.

In the Purple Mansion Realm, a Heavenly Son Grade B bloodline meant reaching the eighth level of the Spiritual Body, capable of touching upon some spatial laws at higher stages.

Chao Yijian, though a Divine Realm cultivator, had only awakened his bloodline to the seventh level of the Great Saint Body, and it was merely a Grade C upper level! This was just a slightly powerful great prodigy bloodline.

The bloodline gap between them was immense.

The more Chao Yijian fought, the more powerless he felt, as if he were battling a young True Immortal. In fear, he decided to flee, riding his divine sword at full speed like a shooting star toward the sky.

He prided himself on his speed, having escaped danger several times with it. How could a mere Purple Mansion Realm cultivator catch up to him?

Wang Anye made no visible move, merely twisting space slightly, appearing ghost-like in front of him, smiling warmly.

Chao Yijian's eyes widened, nearly falling from the sky.

What was this? How could a Purple Mansion Realm cultivator comprehend spatial laws when he, Chao Yijian, hadn't even touched their edge? His heart was in turmoil; was this really a person? Could it be a True Immortal in disguise?

Chao Yijian repeatedly changed directions, attempting to break through, but Wang Anye intercepted him every time.

"Big brother!" Chao Yijian almost pleaded, "What do you want? Are you playing cat and mouse? Otherwise, just kill me with one strike."

"I've heard of you, known as a sword-obsessed person who isn't usually evil and often acts chivalrously." Wang Anye laughed heartily, "I just want to invite you as a guest and reveal the truth behind the Demon Lord's extermination of clans."

"You want me to betray my clan? I, Chao Yijian, will never comply." Chao Yijian retorted angrily, "Unless you can capture me alive."

Wang Anye agreed readily.

Immediately, a tome floated out from his Purple Mansion, its pages fluttering as two girls' voices emerged, "Brother Anye, let us help you."

With the blessing of mysterious Heavenly Dao laws, hundreds of flying swords soared into the air, forming a massive sword formation. Leading the formation was the half-immortal sword Wanwan, with the secondary sword being the "Years," gradually approaching a Dao artifact, and even more than twenty divine swords.

If Wang Anye wished, he could place more Dao artifacts in the formation, but he refrained, considering the family's need for Dao artifacts.

Under such a terrifying and powerful sword formation, even a Lingxu Realm cultivator would be awed.

As for Chao Yijian, surrounded by the sword formation, he was dumbfounded. How could he fight this? His divine sword slipped from his hand as he struggled to speak, "I am willing to visit the Wang Clan as a guest..." This update ıs available on 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝~𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖~𝕟𝕖𝕥

This was just one scene with Wang Anye.

Above the surging An River.

Two young talents of the Wang Clan teamed up to block a Divine Realm family general of the Chao Clan—Chao Zhong, engaging in a joint battle.

The one on the left exuded endless loneliness, with each sword strike and move seemingly infused with an abyssal solitude, as if all the world's loneliness was concentrated on him.

Clearly, this was the renowned "Lonely Sword Saint" Wang Anyuan of the Wang Clan's younger generation.

The other, dressed in spotless white, radiated endless coldness with each move, causing flawless snow to fall from the sky. Behind him, the Dharma Aspect of an Ice Phoenix chirped and danced, assisting him in battle.

Evidently, this was the illustrious "White-clothed Phoenix King" Wang Ningyu.

This pair of "Sleeping Dragon and Young Phoenix" had been assigned to the court by the family, and after decades of training, each held the position of deputy commandery governor. As they matured, they were destined to govern a commandery.

However, they wouldn't miss the family defense event, and while fighting a Divine Realm cultivator alone was challenging, the two peerless prodigies in the Purple Mansion Realm could still hold their own.

Capturing a Divine Realm enemy during the defense event would earn astronomical merit points.

As Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu gradually gained the upper hand, suddenly, a spirited girl in a floral dress, about fifteen or sixteen, arrived, stepping on the waves. She exclaimed joyfully, "Haha, caught another intruder."

"..." Wang Ningyu and Wang Anyuan seemed to question where this adolescent delusion came from.

"Wang Ningyu, Wang Anyuan, what's with those expressions?" The spirited girl said domineeringly, "Don't you recognize your grandaunt?"

"Wang Lilong!" Wang Ningyu and Wang Anyuan nearly fell from the sky. When did this grandaunt advance to the ninth transformation? It's over; the monster they found with great difficulty was about to be snatched.

Wang Lilong had been a notorious "school tyrant" since her clan school days. This tyrant wasn't just any tyrant; she was the "Clan School Overlord," domineering and ruthless, always ready to fight. Wang Ningyu and Wang Anyuan had been beaten by her since childhood.

"What are you shouting for?" Wang Lilong crossed her arms, baring her teeth in a threatening manner.

"Grandaunt Lilong, Ancestor Grandaunt, we were wrong!" Wang Ningyu and Wang Anyuan quickly retreated, "This was your prey; we shouldn't have tried to snatch it."

Chao Zhong, the Chao Clan family general regarded as prey, turned green with anger. The Wang Clan was too humiliating.

"Alright, alright, I know it's not easy for you. I just wanted to stretch my hands a bit. I'll let you have the merit." Wang Lilong stomped on the water, shouting with adolescent enthusiasm, "Wave, come!"

With a loud noise, a towering wave rose from the vast An River, crashing toward Chao Zhong like the Tianhe River pouring down. Even as Chao Zhong dodged frantically, he couldn't escape the overwhelming wave.

The wave fell, and Chao Zhong was swatted onto the water like a fly.

Wang Lilong turned back, smugly saying, "Ningyu, Anyuan, wasn't my divine wave impressive?"

Since the latter half of the story, she had mostly been in the Yuan Shui Azure Dragon Holy Land, digesting the Ancestral Dragon's legacy. Occasionally returning home, she was dragged to clan school for lessons, leaving no time for fun. Now that she finally had a chance, how could she not make waves?

"Impressive, truly impressive!"

Wang Ningyu and Wang Anyuan dared not contradict the school tyrant Wang Lilong, nodding repeatedly.

"Hahaha, let your grandaunt Lilong show you another trick." Wang Lilong soared into the air, her body expanding, transforming into a Yuan Shui Azure Dragon dozens of meters long in the blink of an eye.

She pounced on the An River like an ancient fierce beast, slapping the water's surface and pressing Chao Zhong, along with the water, to the riverbed.

Underwater, dark currents surged to the surface, creating whirlpools and waves.

Wang Anyuan and Wang Ningyu exchanged glances, shivering. How long had grandaunt Lilong been itching for a fight? That poor Divine Realm cultivator was truly unlucky to encounter her.

Above the Southern Six Guards' transverse mountain range.

Two Chao Clan Divine Realm cultivators, having sensed danger early, fled swiftly, escaping in low flight under the cover of mountains and night, hoping to evade the Wang Clan's pursuit.

Ahead, a "young maiden" in an exotic long dress stood barefoot in the air, gently playing a melody on a green flute with half-closed eyes.

Strangely, the frequency of her flute music was so peculiar that humans couldn't hear it.

A magnificent giant butterfly descended from the sky, its wings covering the clouds, adorned with eye-like patterns, exuding a regal aura.

More terrifyingly, a tide of insects followed the giant butterfly, including flying centipedes, winged spiders, and venomous snakes, a myriad of Gu insects.

"This is... an army of Gu insects!"

The two Divine Realm cultivators felt a chill throughout their bodies, as if plunged into an apocalypse.

Outside Shouzhe Pass.

The common people poured out, gazing at the battle in the sky.

A majestic silver giant wolf spewed moonlight-like beams from its mouth, while an imperial-looking woman teamed up with the silver giant wolf to suppress two Divine Realm cultivators.

This woman, clad in a Glazed King golden armor, fought with domineering ferocity, advancing relentlessly.

The two Divine Realm cultivators were beaten into retreat.

Elsewhere on the battlefield.

Wang Luotong, Wang Shouyong, Wang Shoulian, Wang Zongchang, and others were engaged in a fierce battle with a group of Divine Realm cultivators, showcasing the Wang Clan's prowess. There were dangers, of course.

However, influenced by Wang Shouzhe, the Wang Clan members were well-prepared with life-saving measures, even having puppets for protection.

Outside another ring of mountains, Wang Shouye and Princess Luojia, who had brought some trusted subordinates for support, teamed up against two Divine Realm cultivators. Their combined strength far surpassed their opponents.

Even Wang Fugui, who usually preferred orchestrating grand schemes from behind the scenes, was "risking his life" and passionately charging into battle. As a direct descendant of the Wang Clan, how could he hide during the family defense event?

At this moment, Wang Fugui, along with Princess Huari, Princess Zhaoyu, and Princess Chunnan, led a group of young family members in besieging a group of Divine Realm cultivators. Despite their youth, each was well-equipped with trump cards, including numerous Divine Realm puppets and even Lingxu Realm puppets and guards.

This was purely about participation, leaving the Divine Realm cultivators feeling utterly stifled. Whether they unleashed powerful attacks or attempted to escape, the Lingxu Realm guards on the opposing side easily neutralized them.

They were nothing more than experience points, unable to retaliate.

As they prepared to surrender, Princess Huari and Princess Zhaoyu shouted in dissatisfaction, "No surrender, keep fighting, keep battling!" With so many powerful figures in the family, how could they miss the opportunity to crush the enemy?

Even Wang Fugui excitedly howled as he wielded a knife.

These scenes were just a small part. Similar events unfolded everywhere, showcasing the strength and style of the Wang Clan's talents.

The invading Divine Realm cultivators had no chance to escape.

The young talents of the Wang Clan had secured a grand victory.

It seemed this battle heralded the true rise of the Wang Clan.