Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

Chapter 358: Chapter 220 Rescue, Search_1

Lin Xing Luan gave a bitter smile, and with a palm strike, collided with the oncoming claws.

This final blow was also his last act of defiance; he absolutely wouldn’t just stand by and wait for death.

“Ah… Ah!”

When intense pain shot through his arm, he couldn’t help but let out a wretched scream as his body was sent flying backward, crashing into a mound and creating a ten-foot deep crater, burying him within.

At that moment, the clanspeople who had witnessed this scene hurried toward Lin Xing Luan.

They arrived at the edge of the mound, their palms digging away the soil covering Lin Xing Luan.

They saw his face pale to the extreme, his entire arm severed, blood slowly seeping from the wound and quickly soaking his robe.

Seeing Lin Xing Luan unconscious and grievously injured, but still breathing, the clanspeople desperately shouted his name.

After several calls with no response, everyone’s faces grew grim, their eyes filled with murderous intent as they stared at the approaching Ice Flame Lion Tribe.

Lin Xing Luan had sustained severe injuries while protecting them; his life hung in the balance. Lin Tianfeng was being besieged by two Second Order Ice Flame Lions and was equally in danger, unable to attend to their plight.

Before the clan’s rescue could arrive, their last straw of hope had vanished.

In the crowd, one clansperson roared, “Fellow clan brothers, let’s fight them with all we’ve got…”

“Fight them…”

With those words, the Spiritual Artifacts in the clanspeople’s hands flickered with Spiritual Light as they fearlessly charged toward the Ice Flame Lion Tribe.

At that moment, they seemed to forget the huge disparity in strength between them, as their valiant charge was nothing but a futile effort.

Just as the clanspeople were willing to die heroically, a massive dark shadow descended from the sky at an extreme speed.@@novelbin@@

As the shadow drew nearer, the clanspeople realized that the two figures standing atop it were the clan’s Stabilizing Sea Needle, Lin Shikang, and Lin Tianming.

The Purple Gold Eagle’s speed was astonishingly fast, plummeting from a thousand feet in the blink of an eye.

Standing on the back of the Purple Gold Eagle, ten miles away, Lin Shikang and Lin Tianming were the first to spot the clanspeople below.

Seeing the tragic scene below, the color drained from their faces.

Since leaving Green Bamboo Mountain, they had been flying non-stop, and in just half a day, the Purple Gold Eagle had covered hundreds of miles. Finally, at this critical moment, they arrived on the battlefield.

Even before they landed, Lin Tianming shouted fiercely, “Evil beasts, courting death.”

The clanspeople below, hearing this angry shout and seeing them arrive at this life-or-death moment, were overjoyed and their expressions instantly lit up with ecstasy.

They had already resigned themselves to their fate and accepted death, but to their surprise, Lin Tianming had arrived in time. With him here, there was no chance for the Ice Flame Lions to survive, and they too might live.

After all, no one wishes to die easily, not even the weaker clanspeople.

In mid-air, Lin Tianming leapt from the Purple Gold Eagle, his powerful Foundation Establishment Stage might pressing down fiercely.

Feeling the terrifying might, all the Ice Flame Lions were momentarily petrified, panicked and disoriented, with some First Order Medium Stage Ice Flame Lions unable to withstand the horror and bleeding from all seven orifices, ending up writhing on the ground.

With a pat on his storage bag, fifty-six Earth Evil Swords flew out in an instant, quickly spinning a few circles before dispersing, encompassing most of the Ice Flame Lions.

In a fleeting moment, the Earth Fiend Sword Formation activated, and the majority of the Ice Flame Lions trapped couldn’t withstand the pressure of the formation, faced with inevitable death.

Within the Earth Fiend Sword Formation, only a few Ice Flame Lions could still move, among them, just four First Order Late Stage Ice Flame Lions struggled mightily against the barriers of the Sword Array, attempting to escape.

But sadly, no matter how they struggled, they could not change their fate.

Not only that, their leader’s fate was equally tragic, targeted by Lin Shikang and the Purple Gold Eagle who had rushed to support Lin Tianfeng. Under the terrifying power of Foundation Establishment Great Perfection, it was likely that not even remnants would be left.

Lin Tianming, at that moment, spared no mercy. Seeing his dead clanspeople, he was filled with rage and resolved to claim the lives of all the Ice Flame Lions.

Suddenly, wretched cries echoed from within the Sword Array.

Under the wandering Sword Qi, even Second Order Initial Stage Demon Beasts would suffer grave injuries or death upon contact, let alone these weaker First Order Demon Beasts.

Some clanspeople who had come to their senses also joined the battle, unleashing their remaining Spiritual Power in fierce attacks, slaughtering the weaker Ice Flame Lions on the periphery.

With Lin Tianming’s might suppressing them, the Ice Flame Lions’ power was greatly diminished, their escape speeds reduced, leaving them with no chance to flee.

The clanspeople struck decisively and ruthlessly, as if venting the hatred in their hearts.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the battle ceased, leaving silence in its wake.

Lin Tianming waved his hand, summoning all the Earth Evil Swords back into his storage bag.

Looking around, the ground was littered with Demon Beast Corpses. Those that had been trapped in Lin Tianming’s Sword Array met particularly gruesome ends, bodies drenched in blood, riddled with holes. The materials once valuable for Artifact Refining and Talisman Making were almost completely ruined, leaving little of use.

Although these materials were of little concern to Lin Tianming, for the Qi Refining Stage Clanspeople, they were precious commodities.

Nevertheless, none of the clanspeople seemed upset about this, as the Ice Flame Lions had killed more than twenty of their kin, their claws drenched with the blood of their people. Even hacking the beasts to pieces wouldn’t quell the hatred burning in their hearts.

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