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Chapter 195 Heavy Casualties! 9 Hua Jian Sect, in Peril!

As soon as the voice fell, Zhang Chongxian shot forward like an arrow, turning every evil cultivator in his path into a headless corpse.

"That useless Xie Yue Zhenren! He couldn't even stop that sword cultivator!"

And he even managed to break through during the battle!

waste!"

As Blood Spear Master pondered, he suddenly swung his blood-red spear at the Great Sage.

The Great Sage was not afraid at all. His fur shone with golden light as he used his arm to block the fierce spear.

boom!

The Great Sage's body flew backwards for hundreds of meters in the air before slowly regaining its footing.

He winced in pain.

However, he was not seriously injured.

He swung his arm. A burst of golden flame shot from his eyes, and he punched Blood Spear Master!

"Damn! How is this monkey demon so strong!"

There's also a late-stage Golden Core cultivator!

I'm definitely no match for the two of them working together!

No!

"Get out of here! Those people have gone mad! If this continues, I might die here!"

Blood Spear Master quickly considered the current situation.

The decision was made in the blink of an eye.

Go back and get reinforcements!

Xue Mingzi died at the hands of this group, and Vice Sect Leader Ouyang will certainly not let it go.

If this is reported to Vice Leader Ouyang, the sect's elites will surely come after us to kill you!

Thinking of this.

Blood Spear Master's direct combat movement techniques:

"Phantom Form of Evil!"

The nine clones flew off in different directions at extremely high speeds.

Just like Xie Mingzi, he completely ignored the other Qi Refining Foundation Establishment evil cultivators who were being slaughtered!

"Trying to run away?"

Zhang Chongxian keenly sensed that Xue Mao Zhenren was trying to escape. Blinded by anger, he didn't think twice and immediately transformed into a streak of light to chase after him!

But Zhang Xuanchen called out to him.

"Ancestor! Great Sage! Do not pursue a desperate enemy!"

It's not easy to kill a heretical cultivator in the late Golden Core stage!

If other heretical practitioners arrive, even more of us will die!

Zhang Xuanchen was also extremely angry about Zhang Xuanbing's serious injury and the tragic deaths of his clansmen.

But he has to think about others!

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears precisely.

Even though Zhang Chongxian and the Great Sage were unwilling, they understood what they had to do now.

He decisively chose to turn back, slaughtered the remaining evil cultivators, and took all the intact storage rings and storage bags from their corpses.

After clearing the battlefield, the airship set sail again, heading into the distance.

The island wasn't far from here, and just in case, Zhang Xuanchen planned to put everyone into the Myriad Spirits Ring when the flying boat reached a certain isolated island.

Rumble!

A series of muffled claps of thunder sounded.

Then a torrential downpour began.

The airship was surrounded by a light curtain, blocking the continuous heavy rain.

The atmosphere on the airship was extremely oppressive at this moment.

Sobbing and whimpering echoed from the airship.

Fifth Brother Zhang Xuanming held his father, whose legs had been severed and who was seriously injured, tears streaming down his face.

With his legs crippled, his father had no chance of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Fifty years of dedicated practice, all for naught!

Zhang Hongzhou frowned, looking at his crying son, and with difficulty raised his right hand to strike Zhang Xuanming's face. His hoarse but stern voice rang out:

"A true man stands tall and upright!"

Crying...cough cough...what!

I'm not dead yet!

At least I'm still alive, but all your uncles and elders are dead!

Think about why this is?

cough cough...

It's because we're weak!

As your father, I have reached the end of my journey, but you are different. You have three spiritual roots and the support of your family. Your future breakthrough to the Foundation Establishment stage is a sure thing!

Even the Golden Elixir is within reach!

"Do more for the family on behalf of your father, and properly assist Xiao Chen."

Zhang Hongzhou is now fifty-six years old, with four spiritual roots. Through his tireless efforts day and night, he has broken through to the ninth level of Qi Refining.

Foundation building is promising.

But now his legs are crippled, his strength is severely damaged, and his path has come to an end.

He was certainly upset, but at least he was still alive compared to his dead clansmen.

The result... is already... very good.

After so many years of cultivation, he was tired.

Once I return to my family, spend time with my wife, make up for all the years I've neglected her, and enjoy my later years in peace... thinking about it, that would be quite blissful.

Upon hearing his father's words, Zhang Xuanming nodded repeatedly, indicating that he understood.

At this moment, Zhang Xuanchen came over and gave Zhang Hongzhou a first-grade top-quality Rejuvenation Pill.

The healing effect of the Rejuvenation Pill is far superior to that of the Healing Pill of the same level.

A first-grade top-quality Rejuvenation Pill is worth six hundred low-grade spirit stones.

The moment Zhang Hongzhou swallowed the Rejuvenation Pill, his complexion improved significantly.

Zhang Xuanchen looked at Zhang Hongzhou, whose legs were both broken, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Uncle Zhou, I'm sorry."

He knew very well how devastating it was for a cultivator to have their path cut off, especially for Zhang Hongzhou.

Zhang Hongzhou waved his hand and sighed, "Xiao Chen, you don't need to apologize to anyone."

You did very well this time.

Without you, how many of the nearly two hundred people in the tribe would have made it back alive?

Five? Or ten?

We should thank you.

Everything for the family.

Chieftain.

Zhang Xuanchen was taken aback by the title "Clan Chief." He wiped away his tears, gave Zhang Hongzhou a junior's salute, patted Zhang Xuanming on the shoulder, and walked towards the center of the flying boat.

The center was filled with corpses covered with white sheets.

Some were from the clan, some were family retainers, and some were even the Azure Golden Monkey.

The atmosphere was extremely oppressive.

The Sixth Elder, Zhang Zongqian, died in battle.

The other elders also suffered injuries of varying degrees.

The Guang generation includes Zhang Guangshui, Zhang Guangjin, Zhang Guanghun, and Zhang Guanglan; the Hong generation includes Zhang Hongtang, Zhang Hongkong, Zhang Hongcui, Zhang Hongmi, and Zhang Hongkun, who died in battle.

Zhang Xuanbing suffered severe injuries, his meridians were broken, and he fell into a coma.

Of the thirty family retainers who were at the late stage of Qi Refining, fifteen were killed in battle.

Of the four hundred Azure Golden Monkeys, seventy-six were killed in battle.

If Zhang Chongxian hadn't fought so hard to kill Xie Yue Zhenren and come to their aid, even more people would have died.

The rest were all seriously injured, and none of them were unharmed.

Zhang Xuanchen was extremely generous, giving the best healing pills to every injured person and the Azure Golden Monkey.

Those who were fatally wounded were given a drop of ancient stalactite, which pulled them back from the brink of death.

Zhang Xuanchen looked at the Great Sage on his shoulder, a look of guilt in his eyes.

"Great Sage, I'm sorry, I..."

"It's nothing." The Great Sage was very intelligent and could naturally see what Zhang Xuanchen wanted to say, so he raised his hand to interrupt.

He said in a deep voice, "This is my decision. You take us out of that isolated space."

From the moment they promised to find us a home, we decided to do something for you.

Moreover, dying for their people is their honor.

Don't overthink it.

If you really feel bad about it, just make our house nicer later.

After saying that, the Great Sage grinned at Zhang Xuanchen.

It's clear that it takes things in stride.

If this time they hadn't planned to follow Zhang Xuanchen, but instead chose to fight for territory with other demon beast groups in the Dark Night Forest.

The death toll would be several times higher than it is now.

The wars between the demon beast tribes were even more brutal than this.

Upon hearing the Great Sage's words, Zhang Xuanchen opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.

He didn't have the power to come back from the dead, so he could only repay in other ways.

Time flies.

The airship sped along in the thunderstorm and finally came to rest on a deserted island.

Zhang Xuanchen had Xiao Tao scan the surroundings to make sure no one was there, and then he put everyone except Zhang Chongxian, Luo Lingshuang, and the Great Sage into the Myriad Spirits Ring.

Having killed Xue Mingzi and a Golden Core cultivator, the Soul Devouring Sect certainly wouldn't let this go.

This narrows down the target and reduces the chance of being discovered.

After disguising themselves, the three people and the monkey quickly flew towards Xuanxiao Mountain.

The dead should return to their roots.

With so many spirit flames extinguished in the ancestral hall, the clansmen must be very worried.

……

Meanwhile, the Nine Hua Sword Sect.

Kenzan Ancestral Land.

The sect's grand formation was being maintained with the utmost effort by the nine peak Golden Core cultivators. Each of them was deathly pale as they continuously poured their spiritual energy into the formation.

After several hours of fierce fighting, although the sect's great formation was strong, cracks resembling a spider web still appeared on its surface.