"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

"Father!"

Zhang Shaohai hurriedly ran into the main residence, shouting loudly.

"Why panic!"

Zhang Yongkang walked out of the quiet room, two months of recuperation had restored several degrees of his injury.

However, the damage to his Divine Soul could not be fully recovered, and he could only bear the pain to deal with the Lei Family's attack.

"Our Lei Family has a Tier Two Clan Protection Great Array, the Cloud Mist Colorful Scale Array. It will take them at least three days to break through..."

"Boom...!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw over a dozen thick lightning bolts suddenly fall from the sky, slamming down on the Cloud Mist Colorful Scale Array.

A layer of pink fish-scale-like light appeared mid-air, protecting the entire Zhang Family mansion.

However, the lightning continued to strike, causing the Grand Array to shake precariously.

Zhang Yongkang's expression changed drastically: "This is...Secret Thunder Talisman! Tier Three Talismans!"

"The Lei Family is crazy! They are willing to use such precious talismans!"

"Quickly! Man the array hub!"

"Yes!"

At this moment, Yang Ping'er and Zhang Shaoxing also rushed over, each holding an array banner to ensure the Cloud Mist Colorful Scale Array remained intact.

Meanwhile, the other members of the Zhang Family wielded their weapons nervously, guarding around the mansion.

This was a cultivator's fight after all. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

If a few cultivators were to fall, they would be doomed to extinction.

Tonight, they had no choice but to fight desperately.

"Boom...!"

Another bolt of lightning struck, causing the Cloud Mist Colorful Scale Array to shudder violently.

The four of them turned pale, especially Zhang Shaohai, whose face turned red as he nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Shaohai! Prepare the Thunder Shock!"

With a loud shout from Zhang Yongkang, Zhang Shaohai immediately abandoned the array banner and dashed outside.

"Yes, father!"

"Boom...!"

Enduring the recoil from the Secret Thunder Talisman, Zhang Yongkang shouted: "Ping'er, I'm going to activate the Fire Cloud Shield's last trace of power, tonight we fight them to the end!"

"Alright, senior brother!"

Yang Ping'er's eyes lit up: "If the Lei Family wants to destroy our Zhang Family, they need to see if they have what it takes!"

"Hahaha..."

Amidst the laughter, Zhang Yongkang also abandoned the array banner.

With a slap to his storage bag, a tattered jade-colored talisman appeared in his hand.

"Master..."

Zhang Yongkang murmured, as if recalling something.

But he quickly snapped out of it, forming a hand seal with one hand, and Spiritual Qi rushed towards the talisman treasure in his hand like a tide.

"Boom...!"

At this moment, yet another bolt of lightning fell.

With the support of neither Zhang Yongkang nor Zhang Shaohai, the Cloud Mist Colorful Scale Array finally broke open under the relentless bombardment of the Secret Thunder Talismans!

Layer upon layer of pink scales shattered at visible speed, revealing the deep, dark sky.

"Hahaha...!"

"The array is broken!"

"Charge in!"

"Zhang Yongkang is severely injured, only three people in the clan, kill them!"

"Hahaha, the Zhang Family is ours!"

The Niumo Mountain's loose cultivators excitedly roared, rushing towards the peak of Weiyang Mountain.

Which was the direction of the Zhang Family's main residence.

Following behind them were Lei Yunfeng, Lei Tianming, and three other Lei Family Cultivators.

"Don't rush in, let the Niumo Mountain loose cultivators charge first."

"Yes, Clan Leader!"

Lei Yunfeng gave the order, and the other three responded respectfully.

But at that moment, Lei Yunfeng and Lei Tianming, two Foundation Establishment Cultivators' expressions suddenly changed.

With a swift slap on their storage bags, a shield and a mirror, two completely different magical artifacts appeared beside them.

Lei Yunfeng slapped his hands together, and the shield rapidly expanded, enclosing the three clansmen behind him as well.

"Talisman Treasure!!!"

"The Fire Cloud Shield! It hasn't expired yet...!"

Lei Yunfeng shouted, but it was already too late.

The talisman treasure was activated by Zhang Yongkang, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, and in less than ten breaths' time, it had absorbed sufficient Spiritual Qi.

In an instant, endless fire clouds appeared in the sky, madly rushing towards the Lei Family members.

The leading five loose cultivators from Niumo Mountain bore the brunt of it.

"Talisman Treasure!"

"Run!"

"The Lei Family deceived us! Zhang Yongkang's Fire Cloud Shield hasn't dissipated yet!"

"Argh...!"

Screams echoed as three of the five were immediately engulfed by the fierce fire clouds.

The remaining two hastily summoned protective magical artifacts to resist, but only managed to hold out for three more breaths before being swallowed.

In an instant, the five Niumo Mountain loose cultivators were entirely wiped out!

"Clan Leader!"

Behind Lei Yunfeng, a clansman exclaimed, and the fire clouds also surged up to them.

"No need to worry!"

Lei Yunfeng shouted: "This Fire Cloud Shield has only a trace of power left, Zhang Yongkang can't sustain it for long!"

"Boom!"

The fire clouds surged, and a circular shield and an Ancient Mirror magical treasure tumbled amidst the flames.

However, no matter how the fire clouds raged, they couldn't engulf these two magical treasures.

After all, the Fire Cloud Shield had just one last use left, and the Spiritual Qi was depleted.

In merely five breaths, it vanished without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Not far away, the charred bodies of the five Niumo Mountain loose cultivators seemed to tell a story.

"Good riddance, saves us from having to act later."

Lei Tianming's cold voice rang out: "Third Grandfather, the Fire Cloud Shield should be the Zhang Family's last secret weapon, right."

"Of course!"

Lei Yunfeng gritted his teeth: "Last time, I took a direct hit from the Fire Cloud Shield talisman treasure, it was already lacking in power. I thought it was the last use."

"Unexpectedly... Zhang Yongkang had another trick up his sleeve!"

"Heh heh... another trick?"

Lei Tianming sneered: "Today, this last trick is gone too!"

"You three... get moving!"

The three's expressions slightly shifted, but immediately: "Yes, Clan Leader! Third Young Master!"

They exchanged glances, then each slapped their storage bags, summoning three protective magical artifacts to guard themselves as they rushed toward the Zhang Family's main residence.

"Tianming? This..."

Lei Tianming coldly said: "During my ten years in the Nether Abyss, I learned the greatest lesson: caution!"

"Never, ever be complacent until the very end."

"Even when a lion hunts a rabbit, it uses full force!"

Lei Yunfeng laughed heartily: "Tianming has grown, the Lei Family has a successor, hahaha..."

"Boom!"

Before he finished speaking, three clansmen had just leaped over the high walls of the Zhang Family's main residence when suddenly dozens of fist-sized black balls flew out from inside the walls.

Each black ball trailed wisps of cyan smoke.

"What is this?"

"Magical artifact?"

"Not a magical artifact! No Spiritual Qi fluctuation..."

"Boom!"

Before the words were finished, the dozens of black balls exploded violently, with fierce flames and shockwaves engulfing the three immediately.

"Boom!"

"Boom boom...!"

Deafening explosions and roars erupted continuously, with sharp fragments shooting in every direction under the force of the blast.

The three were once again enveloped as if by the endless fire clouds, forced to rely on defensive magical artifacts and their own cultivation to withstand the onslaught.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The chain of explosions left Lei Yunfeng and Lei Tianming's faces extremely grim.

"What's going on? How does the Zhang Family still have tricks up their sleeves?"

"What are those things? They actually..."

Lei Tianming roared angrily, sending out his Divine Thought, immediately covering the entire Zhang Family's main residence.

He clearly saw that the black balls were actually being thrown out by ordinary Zhang Family members behind the high walls!

And inside the Zhang Family, only four cultivators remained to guard.

One of them was unmistakably the Zhang Family's patriarch, Zhang Yongkang.

At this moment, he was leaning on a chair, constantly ingesting Healing Elixirs.

"Courting death!"

He cursed angrily, his figure immediately shooting out, rushing onto the Zhang Family House.

With a point of his finger, countless blades appeared out of thin air, shooting toward the Zhang Family mortals like a storm.

"Ah...!"