Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Nie Cheng, who was entangled with Wan Renfeng, saw the intentions of the two men at a glance, and with a command to the people who couldn't break through to the army's rear, they immediately understood and shot their crossbow arrows towards the path of Wan Renshan's escape, unleashing a rapid volley.

Thousands of crossbow arrows instantaneously blocked the path, a gust of wind arose at the foot of Wan Renshan as he rapidly retreated, his forehead breaking into a cold sweat. Just as he caught his breath and tried to advance again, the relentless barrage of crossbow arrows left him no space to move forward.

The fierce wind from Wan Renfeng's palms, which had initially driven back Nie Cheng and Zhang Yu, had now diminished, leaving him only able to contend with them; he even had to constantly watch out for the soldiers' surprise attacks with spears and arrows. Despite his high cultivation, he could not endure such a prolonged confrontation, especially with the pressure from his vigorous blood and the injuries on his body, clearly leaving him in a state where he was inhaling more than exhaling.

Seeing his third brother Wan Renshan still unable to escape, his eyes were filled with despair.

At this moment, he had no strength left to assist Wan Renshan in escaping. And with Nie Cheng and the other merely needing to lead a few more charges, his life would likely be forfeited, which would truly be the end of his city and his people!

There had been no news from big brother for such a long time; things were probably more ill-fated than good.

Xiong Yun Gang, is today the day of its doom?

Thud thud boom…

"No, wait, second brother, listen carefully, something's happening!"

Wan Renshan, who had given up on breaking through, was now struggling alongside Wan Renfeng against the large army, but suddenly, as if he had sensed something, he turned his head and cried out.

Wan Renfeng's expression stiffened. Exhausted, his senses were somewhat dulled. Only after several hints from his younger brother, he concentrated and used his Divine Origin to listen, discovering that the rapid and intense sound of hooves was swiftly approaching, causing his expression to freeze.

Thud thud boom…

Putting aside the reactions of the two brothers for the moment, the four men from the Shen Clan who first detected the sound of the hooves had already turned to look behind them, their faces undergoing a dramatic change, including the three previously arrogant young men wearing hats. Their expressions were similarly affected.

The sound of the galloping hooves didn't seem overwhelming, perhaps just over ten thousand riders, but what was really alarming was the two-mile-long blood tide slowly moving toward them from the western sky. The clash they were currently engaged in spanned only about five miles of the blood tide.

At this side of the city gate, there were already over two hundred thousand troops entangled in battle. Even accounting for their own casualties, the rapidly approaching army numbered at least a hundred thousand!

A hundred thousand troops?

"Whose forces are these coming from the west?"

"The forces from Pingtian Gate in Jianye Prefecture?"

"We left people in both Jiujun and Yuzhao counties. If there were any movements from the forces in Jianye Prefecture, the lookout on the Official Road would have alerted us in advance; it can't be them!"

"If not them, then who could it be? Could it be Ling Hai Mo Zong, taking routes other than the Official Road?"

…

While the four men were talking, each exhibited varying degrees of shock, with slightly more composed expressions seen only among the three young men with hats. The youngest-looking among them quickly adjusted his mindset and calmly said as he looked at the approaching dust clouds, realizing that the army would soon arrive, in a low voice:

"Fortunately, I made preparations in advance. It doesn't matter who they are; we now must hasten our assault, breach the city, and close the gates, blocking them outside. I will activate an array to hold them off for a while. Eldest senior brother, sixth senior brother, help our forces to break through the city—we must be quick!"

"Understood!"

Realizing the gravity of the situation, the two men at his sides drew out golden Zen Staffs and with a leap, charged towards the city gate. Shen Feitian appeared somewhat flustered, but still gritted his teeth and followed closely behind them.

Breaking through the city was indeed of utmost importance at this moment. The approaching army was nine times out of ten here to support the Xiong Yun Gang. If they failed to break through, once the Xiong Yun Gang's forces regrouped, it would be his Shen Clan army that would suffer. Despite his young age, Shen Feitian could distinguish the priorities and urgencies well.

Once the three men left, the young man who remained composed began painting in the air with both hands, suddenly flashing with two beams of Jin Guang. Multiple golden lines quickly materialized and, in a fleeting moment, intertwined in the air before dispersing around him, forming a golden barrier. However, it didn't take long for the barrier to completely vanish as if it had never existed.

Watching as riders clad in fiery red Battle Armor emerged like a sea of fire from the west, his eyes revealed a hint of seriousness. Following the sea of fire, a wave of soldiers in black armor, without War Horses, emerged, and his expression of concern immediately turned grim.

"A Second Order Illusion Array can't hold a hundred thousand troops, but just delaying them for a short while will do, long enough for our forces to break through the city. I need to rush to help at the city gate as well," he thought. He was about to turn and rush towards the city gate, but before he could take even half a step, a light chuckle came from above, causing his expression to pause.

"Heh... A Second Order Illusion Array, the Shen Clan indeed has a Mystic Realm Master."

Mystic Realm Masters are distinguished by the quantity of golden lines they can manipulate, with ten to a hundred lines being First Order, a hundred to a thousand Second Order, and a thousand to ten thousand Third Order, and so on.

Generally speaking, to see through the golden lines of an array, there are only two possibilities: either the observer's cultivation is two major realms higher than the Mystic Realm Master, or the observer is also a Mystic Realm Master with greater expertise than the person who set the array.