Wang Xing smiled and surveyed the gathered cultivators in the plaza, then glanced at the sky, muttering, "It's almost time."
At this moment, Wang Le, wearing headphones, emerged from the shadows behind Wang Xing and whispered, "Grandpa, everything is ready."
"Good, then let's begin." Wang Xing nodded, holding his cane, and walked to the center of the plaza, instantly drawing everyone's attention.
Wang Xing cleared his throat, then enveloped his voice with spiritual energy, ensuring everyone present could hear him clearly:
"Esteemed guests, please look this way. I have something to announce."
The gazes of the cultivators from various prominent families focused on Wang Xing. The ground before Wang Xing suddenly depressed, forming a small hole that perfectly fit the tip of the cane in his hand.
Seeing the small hole appear before Wang Xing, Su Chen felt a sudden ominous premonition and questioned him, "Wang Xing, what are you doing now? Aren't we supposed to depart and crusade against the Demonic Palace?"
Wang Xing chuckled, "We are indeed to depart, but before we crusade against the Demonic Palace, there is one more thing that needs to be done."
Su Chen frowned and asked, "What is it?"
"To send you all on your way!" With that, Wang Xing thrust his cane into the small hole that had appeared on the ground.
*Hummm!*
A strange sound emanated from beneath the earth. The vast estate suddenly lit up with a blood-red glow, and a crimson barrier rose, enveloping the entire estate!
Under the influence of the formation, the moon in the sky turned scarlet!
Seeing the barrier rise around the estate, Su Chen's heart tightened. He questioned Wang Xing, "Wang Xing, what are you doing?"
Wei Ling and Qi Yu also sensed something was amiss and asked Wang Xing, "Elder Wang, what is this?"
A subtle curve formed on Wang Xing's lips as he replied, "The esteemed figures from the Shadow Hall have bestowed upon me a peculiar formation. This formation can absorb the vital energy and blood of all living beings within it, concentrating it onto one person, capable of creating a deity!"
"These past days, you have all been nourished by the Shadow Hall. Each of you possesses vital energy and blood comparable to ten thousand people... If I absorb you all, perhaps I can ascend to the Saint realm spoken of by the esteemed figures!"
"Hahaha... Esteemed guests, to completely annihilate the Demonic Palace, become my sustenance!"
Wang Xing burst into laughter, his smile growing more manic. The cultivators from the three great families watched with expressions of shock and growing fear!
"This scoundrel! He truly had ill intentions!" Su Chen gritted his teeth, staring at Wang Xing. He had always suspected the Wang family of a conspiracy, but he had never imagined that the Wang family intended to sacrifice them, the three great families!
Unwilling to become mere sustenance, Su Chen quickly said to Wei Ling and Qi Yu, "Wei Ling, Qi Yu, Wang Xing doesn't want to crusade against the Demonic Palace at all; he wants us all dead! Let's attack him together and prevent his scheme from succeeding!"
Wei Ling also did not wish to be absorbed by Wang Xing and quickly ordered the Wei family cultivators, "Everyone attack! Kill the Wang family!"
Although Qi Yu had been at odds with Su Chen and had even been trying to curry favor with Wang Xing, he had no intention of being devoured by Wang Xing. He similarly told the Qi family cultivators, "Everyone, this Wang Xing is even more detestable than Ye Ling. Let's kill Wang Xing first, then seek revenge on Ye Ling!"
In an instant, the Wei, Su, and Qi families stood on the same front. The cultivators from the three great families launched an assault on the Wang family, killing over ten Wang family members in the blink of an eye.
Most of the Wang family cultivators were unaware of what Wang Xing was doing, but with the three great families attacking, they could only fight back with all their might.
The estate descended into chaos, with flames raging.
Wang Xing seemed indifferent to the lives of his own cultivators or the resistance from the three great families. He said to Wang Le, "Xiao Le, Grandpa will rely on your help to guard. It won't take long, just three minutes."
"Understood."
Wang Le nodded slightly, removed his headphones, and let them hang around his neck. He looked at Su Chen, Wei Ling, and Qi Yu, who were closing in, and his aura began to surge.
Having been strengthened by the Shadow Hall, Su Chen and the other two now possessed the cultivation of a ninth-grade Mortal Immortal. Their combined auras pressed down on Wang Le, even causing the surrounding air to solidify!
However, Wang Le seemed unaffected by the pressure from the three of them. He glanced at Su Chen and the other two, then took a step forward, suddenly vanishing from his original position.
"He disappeared?"
Seeing Wang Le vanish, Su Chen's heart immediately tensed. He frantically scanned his surroundings, trying to locate Wang Le's whereabouts.
Unfortunately, Wang Le's aura seemed to have completely vanished, and they could not find him!
Ye Ling, watching the scene unfold within the barrier from above the Wang family estate, chuckled, "This formation the Wang family has set up has a strengthening effect. That trendy youth with headphones can now display the strength of an early Heavenly Palace stage. The people from the three great families going there are just sending themselves to their deaths."
"It won't be long before those three are all killed by that youth."
As soon as Ye Ling finished speaking, Wang Le reappeared behind Wei Ling. His hand transformed into a blade and slashed directly towards Wei Ling's neck!
*Ching!*
Blood splattered, and Wei Ling's head flew off. His headless corpse fell stiffly to the ground.
Seeing this, Su Chen and Qi Yu's eyes widened, and their scalps tingled with fear!
After killing Wei Ling, Wang Le remained silent and once again concealed himself, preparing for his next attack.
Kirin, observing the one-sided battle below, sighed, "Boring, utterly boring. With this kind of fighting, we don't even have a chance to make a move."
"Emperor, didn't you say it would be more satisfying to gather them all at once? If the Wang family finishes off the people from the three great families, won't you have waited here in vain?"
"Who says it's in vain? What's the point of killing mere mortals?" Ye Ling chuckled. "Aren't the main players here?"
"Huh?"
Kirin blinked, not quite understanding what Ye Ling was referring to.
However, just as it was about to ask Ye Ling further, it suddenly felt four exceptionally powerful auras descend from the sky, pressing down on it so intensely that it struggled to breathe!
"This, this is?"
Kirin looked up at the night sky in terror. It saw four heavenly gates appear in the sky to the north, west, south, and east. Four divine beings emerged from them!
From the northern heavenly gate emerged an angel with eight wings on its back, wielding a flaming longsword.
From the western heavenly gate flew a Buddha, clad in a kasaya and seated on a lotus pedestal.
From the southern heavenly gate emerged a white-haired old man holding a trident, with waves surging around him.
And from the eastern heavenly gate emerged the Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, with three eyes on his forehead!
Kirin looked at the gods emerging from the four heavenly gates in the sky with terror. Each of them exuded an aura that made it feel suffocated!
It felt as though a single glance could erase its soul!
Ye Ling, however, showed no surprise. He looked at the gods emerging from the heavenly gates with a smile and said, "I merely released a tiny bit of my aura, and the people from the Immortal Realm have already detected it... It seems there are quite a few in the Three Realms who want my head."