Top-level Qi Luck: Leading My Clan to Cultivate

The two had already exchanged blows for dozens of rounds, and Lin Shilu was feeling extremely stifled. He thought that with his higher cultivation and the advantage of his Magic Artifact, he should have been able to quickly kill Jin Chaohai.

However, the restraint from the Jin Family Clan's members below was too troublesome, and even Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn't completely ignore it.

Seeing that Lin Tianming and Lin Xingzhi's situation was dire, Lin Shilu decisively changed strategies.

Since he couldn't take down Jin Chaohai in a short time, his only option was to kill the Jin Family Clan's members on the ground to make Jin Chaohai hesitate.

Having made up his mind, Lin Shilu threw out several talisman papers, blocking Jin Chaohai for a moment.

Taking advantage of this brief interval, Lin Shilu unleashed his Sword Qi in a sweeping attack, directly plunging into the group of clan members on the ground, with the attitude of a ravenous wolf pouncing on its prey.

The sudden shift in target caught the Jin Family members off guard, and Jin Chaohai, having dodged the talisman paper and Sword Qi, was already too late to come to their rescue.

After the Sword Qi swept through, blood and flesh blurred together in the aftermath, with severed limbs and body parts strewn all over the entrance to the mountain.

The frenzied attack of Lin Shilu and the horrible death of the clan members made the Jin Family Cultivators' scalps tingle with fear, and many clan members were scared out of their wits and retreated in panic.

Knowing that retreating would be useless and would only hasten the Jin Family's defeat, Jin Chaohai urgently shouted.

"No retreating, no retreating, speed up the attack..."

The retreating Jin Family members, most of whom came to their senses, gathered around again, while some female relatives still failed to realize the situation, foolishly thinking they could survive.

Unfortunately, their realization came a bit too late.

Taking advantage of the Jin Family members' hesitation, Lin Tianming was under much less pressure.

The range covered by the Earth Fiend Sword Formation began to shrink again, now less than thirty feet.

"Constrict them!"

At the heart of the Sword Array, Jin Qilong was red-eyed and disheveled, with numerous wounds of varied depths all over his body, looking like a bloodied man.

Jin Chaojun wasn't faring any better, his Minor Shield Spirit Instrument was completely riddled with holes. Facing increasingly intense Sword Qi and a shrinking space to survive in, he fell into utter despair.

Seeing the desperate situation of Jin Qilong and others, Jin Chaohai was frantic and attacked furiously.

Lin Shilu, now free to act, naturally wouldn't let him get his way, immediately stepping in front of Lin Tianming.

Lin Shilu took out a small azure-red shield, firmly protecting Lin Tianming.

Just as Jin Chaohai's attack approached, a loud explosion followed, and two miserable screams came from within the Earth Fiend Sword Formation.

Lin Shilu successfully blocked Jin Chaohai's lethal attack, allowing Lin Tianming to take the opportunity to kill Jin Qilong and the others, gaining his freedom.

Without further concerns, Lin Shilu once again engaged in battle with Jin Chaohai.

At the brink of hopelessness, Lin Xingzhi took out a Huiyuan Pill and swallowed it. With a wave of his arms, he threw the eighteen Earth Evil Swords towards the heads of the Jin Family Clan's members, enveloping dozens of people within.

With no High Order Cultivator's attack, the range of the Earth Fiend Sword Formation shrank step by step after activation.

With Lin Tianming joining in, the two of them fighting together pushed the Jin Family members back, teetering on the edge of collapse.

With no clan members to restrain him and a gap in the realm between them, Jin Chaohai's situation rapidly declined, leaving him only capable of defensive measures and inevitably headed for defeat.

At this point, Jin Chaohai realized that the situation was beyond salvage, his fighting spirit was gone, and he was ready to flee at any moment.

Jin Chaohai repeated his tactic, launching an all-out strike at Lin Tianming, to make Lin Shilu hesitate, and while Lin Shilu was occupied with the rescue, Jin Chaohai fled towards the back mountain of the Jin Family Clan's Territory.

After deflecting the attack for Lin Tianming, Lin Shilu immediately gave chase.

Well aware of the great threat posed by a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, if one were to escape and successfully regroup with Jin Zhiying, they would have no choice but to flee in panic.

If he had to run with Lin Xingrong, it would be relatively easy, but if he had to take Lin Tianming and the others, the chances of a successful escape were too slim. Under no circumstances could he abandon Lin Tianming, so Jin Chaohai must die.

Lin Shilu and Jin Chaohai, one pursuing and the other fleeing, turned into two fleeting shadows weaving through the territory of the Jin Family Clan.

Little did they know, with Jin Chaohai's escape route cut off, Lin Xingrong had already lain in ambush on the Jin Family's back mountain. If they tried to break through from the front, they might still have a chance to live, but entering the back mountain meant a near-certain death.

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The back mountain of the Jin Family.

Lin Xingrong lay hidden atop a tree, holding a Spirit Sword, releasing his entire Divine Sense, feeling all nearby movements, with each plant and tree appearing in his mind.

Hearing the successive explosions coming from the Jin Family Clan's Territory, Lin Xingrong's expression was grim, extremely concerned about the safety of his companions.

After the time it took an incense stick to burn, Lin Xingrong spotted Jin Chaohai shooting out from behind a waterfall, flying towards his direction, with a distance of several miles between them.

Just a few breaths later, Lin Shilu also passed through the waterfall's water curtain, pursuing Jin Chaohai.

Lin Xingrong did not act rashly, steadying his mind and expertly hiding among the leaves.

Focused on escape, Jin Chaohai seemed to have no clue and continued to flee towards Lin Xingrong, with the distance between them closing to less than a thousand zhang.

Lin Xingrong measured the distance, ready to strike at any moment with a fatal blow.

Six hundred zhang...

Four hundred zhang...

Just as it neared two hundred zhang, Lin Xingrong leapt up and brandished his sword thrice, slashing towards Jin Chaohai.

Confronted with the sudden attack, a tremor went through Jin Chaohai's heart. With the distance too close, he could not dodge in time and had to hastily pull out a minor shield to save his life.

A booming sound echoed, as if a blazing sun burst in the sky.

Jin Chaohai took the full force of the blow and was sent flying back dozens of zhang, coughing up several mouthfuls of fresh blood.

When it rains, it pours; not only had he suffered an injury from taking the blow head-on, but Lin Shilu had drawn within several hundred zhang and was still closing the distance.

Jin Chaohai, disregarding his injuries and the reasons for the ambush, turned around and immediately fled.

Lin Xingrong waved his sword several times, blocking his path and buying time for Lin Shilu.

Realizing Lin Xingrong's cultivation was two levels lower than his, Jin Chaohai struck out in a panic, hoping to carve a way out.

Lin Xingrong took out a blood-colored jade pendant and shielded himself with it, immediately retreating explosively.

With a thunderous crash, the jade pendant smashed to pieces, utterly dissipating into the void.

Lin Xingrong's cultivation was indeed slightly lower, and even though Jin Chaohai was injured, his attack was still formidable.

Facing Jin Chaohai's desperate attack and unable to dodge, Lin Xingrong was hit by the attack's shockwave, sent tumbling back dozens of zhang and crashing through several large trees before he managed to stop and stand up, with a pale face, spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood.

Seeing Lin Xingrong being pushed back and a path being cleared, Jin Chaohai felt a surge of joy and immediately tried to dash through.

As he passed Lin Xingrong, Lin Shilu had already arrived, blocking his way.

Lin Xingrong, also unconcerned with his injuries, stood up, and together with Lin Shilu, once again surrounded Jin Chaohai.

After exchanging a nod, the two, as if by tacit understanding, immediately launched an attack, and in no time the three were engaged in battle.

Alone, Jin Chaohai was no match for Lin Shilu, and with Lin Xingrong, a Foundation Establishment cultivator joining in, he could only defend passively, unable to counterattack.

As time dragged on, Jin Chaohai's situation grew increasingly dire, with his injuries worsening and him finding himself in a desperate plight.

After a forceful strike, Lin Shilu's voice transmitted,

"Xingrong, we must finish this quickly, Tian Ming is still fighting, and any delay may lead to unexpected changes!"

"Alright, let's join forces for a decisive strike, and finish him off for good!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lin Xingrong threw out more than ten pieces of talisman paper, bombarding Jin Chaohai from above, while Lin Shilu swung out the Azure Yellow Great Sword, thrusting it directly at Jin Chaohai.

Busy dealing with the talisman papers, Jin Chaohai was in a frantic disarray, desperately using the minor shield in front of him, hoping it could withstand the lethal strike.

"Boom..."

In an instant, a loud explosion erupted accompanied by a deluge of sword rain.

The minor shield was pierced through by Lin Shilu's magical treasure, creating a huge hole, and the Azure Yellow Great Sword slammed right onto his chest.

Jin Chaohai's body soared like a kite with its string cut, drawing an arc as it plummeted to the ground.

By then, Jin Chaohai's body was beyond recognition, half of his chest shattered, lifeless.

Lin Shilu rushed over, seemingly still not reassured; he delivered a stroke of his sword and beheaded Jin Chaohai.

When Jin Chaohai's body and head were separated, Lin Shilu retrieved his storage bag, cast a Fireball Technique to incinerate his corpse, and then wiped away any traces of the battle on the ground.

After cleaning up everything, he immediately took Lin Xingrong and flew towards the inner part of the Jin Family Clan's Territory.