Mythical Cultivation

At this time, Lin Hanqing, the head of the Lin family opposite, originally wanted to say something, but he didn't even have the chance to speak, because in the blink of an eye, more than ten cultivators from the Qingyun Sect, led by the third elder and the eighth elder, launched an offensive like a tiger descending from the mountain.

In the blink of an eye, there was a series of whistling sounds resounding through the sky. Looking up, the sky was filled with magical weapons and instruments like dense raindrops, wrapped in colorful magic lights, rushing towards the direction of Lin and his group like a surging tide.

However, the Lin family, entrenched in their own territory, had anticipated and prepared for such a situation. Instantly, an immense, pale blue protective shield rose from the ground, like an impenetrable fortress, tightly enveloping the entire Lin residence. This, it turned out, was the Lin family's ancestral defensive formation—the Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation, a third-level advanced formation capable of not only repelling external attacks but also possessing powerful counterattack capabilities.

Suddenly, four dazzling beams of light gradually emerged from above the protective shield. Upon closer inspection, they were the legendary four divine beasts: Azure Dragon, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird, and Black Tortoise! ​​With their appearance, a series of earth-shaking roars resounded through the heavens: the dragon's roar was deafening, as if it were tearing the heavens apart; the tiger's roar was fierce and domineering, chilling and terrifying; the bird's chirp was crisp and melodious, like celestial music; and the tortoise's hiss was deep and powerful, like the rumbling of the earth. These four sounds intertwined, rising and falling, forming a thrilling symphony that captivated everyone present.

Faced with such tight protection, the attacks of more than ten Jindan realm masters sent by Qingyun Sect were all blocked outside the protective shield and could not get past it.

"You talk so loudly, but don't you think that my Lin family is just a small force?" an elder said harshly.

Seeing this, Lin Hanqing, the patriarch of the Lin family, looked solemn. He turned to the elders behind him and shouted angrily, "Shut up! This is a matter of life and death, and you still have the mind to keep chattering?"

Hearing the clan leader's rebuke, the elders were horrified and dared not speak any more. However, one elder remained unconvinced and said, "Clan leader, calm down. While our Lin clan may no longer be as glorious as it once was, the Qingyun Sect has also been declining in recent years! They actually dared to attack us this time. They are simply overestimating their own capabilities. Look, they can't even break our protective formation!"

"Let's put aside these troubles for now, everyone! Let's quickly take action to meet the enemy! Since the hateful enemy has already taken the initiative to attack, how can we tolerate their bullying?" Lin Hanqing saw that many elders were rubbing their hands and eager to try, so he had no choice but to shout.

He couldn't help but wonder, "I wonder if these guys have any brains at all! It's truly unfortunate to have run into someone so foolish and clueless. If the Qingyun Sect had the audacity to attack my Lin family, wouldn't they have considered our protective formation beforehand?" Now, I just hope the flying sword message I sent earlier reaches the other three factions quickly, so that they can unite the four clans to resist the Qingyun Sect's fierce attack and repel them, ensuring the safety of my clan.

Upon hearing the clan leader's words, everyone unleashed a fierce attack without hesitation. Suddenly, a multitude of flying swords streaked across the sky like meteors, their light dazzling. Magical instruments and treasures shone with strange auras, whistling through the air. And a myriad of magical spells, some transforming into blazing flames, some into rolling thunder, harnessing the power of the formations to bombard the dozen or so Qingyun Sect cultivators outside. In an instant, the sky and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds roiled endlessly.

"Third Elder, Eighth Elder! This Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation is truly extremely powerful. Even with so many of us launching a full-scale attack on it, it didn't even produce the slightest ripple!" A true disciple said with eyes wide open, his face filled with shock.

The Eighth Elder, Dongfang Yishan, stroked his beard and nodded slightly, saying, "This is the Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation, one of the most advanced third-tier formations. Let alone just the few of us, even if we doubled our manpower, I'm afraid it would be difficult to break it."

Hearing this, the disciples were stunned, looking at each other, not knowing what to do. At this moment, many members of the Lin family rushed over like a tidal wave, and the fierce attack was overwhelming.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked and hurriedly used their magic weapons and spells to resist the opponent's attack. Looking closely, they saw that there were a total of seventeen cultivators attacking the Lin family, all of whom were powerful Jindan realm masters that the Lin family had publicly possessed.

However, only a small number of cultivators below the Jindan realm remained within the clan. Lin Hanqing assigned the majority of the remaining members to a long-unseen elder, who led them to disperse to other locations. After all, as the saying goes, one shouldn't put all their eggs in one basket. This way, even if the Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation was ultimately breached by the enemy, at least some members of the clan would survive, continuing the Lin family's bloodline.

After successfully fending off the Lin elders' fierce, stormy attack, the Third Elder leisurely fished from his waist bag and pulled out a crystal-clear jade stone emitting a mysterious glow. A confident smile lifted his lips, and he slowly spoke, "Hmph, I've been prepared for this. Why are you so panicked?"

Before he finished speaking, Bei Changfeng, standing nearby, rapidly channeled his powerful magical energy. With a wave of his arm, he tossed the jade stone steadily toward the Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation. He then began to softly chant an ancient and obscure incantation, his hands rapidly moving like phantoms. As his hand gestures shifted, dazzling rays of light shot out from his fingertips, immersing themselves in the Four Symbols Soul Transformation Formation.

At that moment, Bei Changfeng shouted, "Break!" Instantly, the shield, previously impenetrable and resilient against the attacks, crackled with a resounding sound. It was like the sound of a mirror shattering, crisp and melodious, yet also heart-wrenching. In the blink of an eye, the seemingly unbreakable shield shattered like a fragile mirror, disintegrating into countless tiny fragments that vanished into thin air.

"If we don't act now, when will we act?" With another deafening roar, many disciples and elders present woke up as if from a dream.