Whoosh!
An arrow imbued with the energy of yin and yang soared through the sky, carrying a destructive force as it sped toward the Ascending Moon Pavilion a thousand meters away.
The arrow's power and momentum left the rogue cultivators in the marketplace trembling with fear.
"Looks like the Xia family's cultivators and clansmen are nearly wiped out," Wang Qinglin remarked as he stood atop the Ascending Moon Pavilion, his hands clasped behind his back. He gazed into the distance, watching as the combined forces of the Three Families and Six Clans broke through the Xia family's layers of mountain-protecting formations.
By now, these powerful attackers had already breached the core of the Xia family's ancestral land.
"Patriarch, should I take a team to join them?" Wang Liyuan suggested.
"Even though the Xia family is on the brink of destruction, they still have significant resources, including powerful spiritual tools and talismans.
