Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 1325: Chapter 856: If All Else Fails, Ancestor Will Help You Steal Them Out!

The Wang family or the Xuanqing Sect, in the end, they’re the same entity.

The Wang family belongs to the Xuanqing Sect, so calling them people of the Wang family is correct, and saying they’re from the Xuanqing Sect isn’t wrong either.

Upon hearing this, Wang Shanhu understood that today’s affair couldn’t be resolved peacefully.

He hadn’t expected the Yang family’s actions to be so swift. Yang Qinting had left the Xuanqing Sect no more than a day ago, yet the Yang family had already discovered their presence and gathered forces to ambush them.

In less than a day’s time, the Yang family’s response was incredibly fast!

"Capture them!" Yang Chengye said coldly.

In the next moment, Luo Bo and the others charged towards Wang Shanhu.

All eight wielded long spears. Although they served at Tianshu Tower, their combat style was more akin to that of military soldiers because they were originally generals following Yang Chengye, not Hidden Guards of the Secret Martial Guards.

The spear light erupted, crisscrossing and instantly blocking all directions for the six opponents.

Wang Shanhu’s expression changed slightly, the scene before him made him feel deeply shocked.

The eight long spears enveloped him like a cage, making him feel a great threat.

Without time for much thought, he swung the long sword in his hand in a sweeping motion, intending to clear the spears in front of him.

But the next moment, the spears before his eyes turned in mid-air and stabbed towards his companion beside him. The fierce spear light suddenly grew several feet and, caught off guard, pierced through his companion’s abdomen.

His own sword edge met empty air, further complicating matters when a spear light snaked towards his chest like a serpent’s tongue.

This spear was fast, urgent, and unexpected. Wang Shanhu couldn’t even react before the spear light was at his chest.

With a clang, the spear light shattered, and Wang Shanhu’s figure flew backward.

"Ah, he’s got a Heart Protector!" Song Jie said coldly.

Mid-air, Wang Shanhu didn’t even have time to be afraid, when suddenly, he sensed a gust heading towards him.

The fierce sound of air breaking echoed, and as he turned his head, his eyes nearly popped out.

He saw someone behind him thrusting a spear, the spear tip like stars, flickering, in the blink of an eye producing a dozen spear lights.

"Damn it!"

Wang Shanhu cursed inwardly, as his True Yuan surged out, pouring out condensed Sword Qi.

All the dozen spear lights were swept away, with a boom, the lake exploded, water spraying everywhere, echoing through the dense black night.

The night grew ever heavier, the mist ever thicker, and Wang Shanhu’s heart sank further as if into an abyss.

He had just avoided an attack, without time to steady himself, another long spear came down on him with Wan Jun force.

After difficulty dodged this powerful strike, another dragon-like thrust followed.

Then came another strike sweeping through like thousands of troops.

The spear lights crisscrossed, and Wang Shanhu seemed as fragile as a boat adrift in a stormy sea, seemingly on the verge of being torn apart by the raging winds and waves.

Meanwhile, his companions had all fallen into the water, never to surface again.

In terms of individual combat, Luo Bo and the others might not be a match for these opponents, but in group fighting, even if Wang Shanhu’s numbers doubled, it wouldn’t be enough against the eight of them.

Military formations in battle rely heavily on cooperation.

Seamless cooperation achieves a result greater than its individual parts.

Though Spirit Source Land is evolving towards Sect characteristics, it still retains many military habits.

Even after receiving the Ancient Array inheritance, skills similar to military formations have been strengthened further.

The formation used by Luo Bo’s group, named Eightfold Prison, is where eight people trap the enemy from eight directions, as though imprisoning them, restricting their movements, and through cooperation, eliminating them.

Wang Shanhu’s strength ranks high among Martial Artists at the Heavenly Gang Stage, but not enough to break through Eightfold Prison.

After a few breaths, Song Jie pierced his left shoulder with a spear tip, and then he was suspended in the air by eight long spears.

The eight long spears truly became a cage, firmly locking him in.

"Ah~~" Wang Shanhu roared, trying to break free with his True Yuan, but his struggles were in vain.

"Enough, stop struggling!" Luo Bo slapped his palm on Wang Shanhu’s Dantian, strong True Yuan entered his Dantian, scattering it.

This action wouldn’t kill him or cripple his cultivation but would damage his Dantian, rendering him unable to utilize True Yuan for some time.

"If you’ve got the guts, kill me!" Wang Shanhu shouted angrily.

"Kill you! Haha, don’t worry, we won’t, we’ll send you back to the Xuanqing Sect!" Yang Chengye said calmly.

"Young master, we’ve got them all!"

Li Cheng came flying over and said.

"Hmm, how many are dead?"

"None are dead, but they’re all severely wounded, and if untreated soon, three of them might not survive."

"Treat them, don’t let them die!"

Yang Chengye waved his hand to retreat his long spear, speaking nonchalantly.

Moments later, they were back on the houseboat. The small boat was suddenly crowded with so many people.

"Wang Shanhu, Deacon Wang, so it is you!" Yang Qinting said as he looked at Wang Shanhu with a surprised expression.

Wang Shanhu is the deacon of the Martial Hall at Sunset glow Peak in the Xuanqing Sect, where disciples are taught Martial Arts. If disciples wish to practice a Saber Skill, Swordsmanship, movement technique, etc., they can seek guidance from the decon at Martial Hall.