Mythical Cultivation

As they gazed at the shattered formation before them, a flicker of excitement flashed in their eyes. Then, without hesitation, they unleashed their energy, charging forward like arrows from a bow. For a moment, a dazzling display of magical weapons and spells intertwined, creating a dazzling spectacle.

Each of them unleashed their most powerful skills, mercilessly launching a ferocious attack on the Lin clan. Some disciples wielded longswords, their strikes fierce and powerful, each strike emitting a chilling gleam; some elders clapped their palms together, unleashing a series of astonishingly powerful palm winds; others summoned various exotic magic weapons, unleashing raging flames or unleashing invisible lightning... The entire battlefield instantly descended into chaos and fierce fighting.

Fortunately, the elders of the Lin family led the cultivators of the Qingyun Sect dozens of miles away from the Lin family's clan territory. Otherwise, the battle between these dozens of Jindan cultivators would be enough to reduce the entire Lin family's clan territory to nothingness.

In less than a cup of tea, one of the Lin clan elders had been murdered, and the other elders were also wounded. Although the Lin clan's Jindan-level elders outnumbered the elders and disciples from the Qingyun Sect, the four Lin clan cultivators at the Jindan-level were held hostage by the Qingyun Sect's Third and Eighth Elders. The remaining fourteen members were all at the Jindan-level, Duandan-level, and their numbers matched the remaining Qingyun Sect cultivators. However, the Jindan cultivators from the Qingyun Sect were all exceptionally gifted, capable of crossing borders to defeat the enemy, but at least few rivals of their level. Consequently, the many Lin clan elders were at a disadvantage.

After witnessing the awe-inspiring strength of the Qingyun Sect cultivators, waves of fear washed over the Lin clan elders, and they began to harbor deep doubts and regrets about their previous decisions. In just a few moments, the situation deteriorated. First, one elder succumbed tragically to the enemy's fierce attack, his soul shattered and his body annihilated in an instant. Then, another elder also suffered severe injuries, and was forced to retreat from the battlefield, his wounded body in a panic.

Seeing their situation deteriorating and the momentum of defeat clearly evident, Lin Hanqing, the leader of the Lin family, could not help but feel extremely anxious. He knew that if he did not take some action to boost morale, the entire battle situation would collapse completely.

So, he shouted loudly, "Everyone, don't panic! I've already sent a letter via flying sword to the other three families asking for help. I believe it won't be long before their reinforcements arrive. As long as we can hold on, when the reinforcements arrive, we will definitely destroy all these arrogant and domineering Qingyun Sect cultivators here!"

Lin Hanqing's powerful words were like a shot of adrenaline to the hearts of the timid Lin elders. Knowing that reinforcements were on the horizon, they felt reassured, their previously anxious moods gradually calming. They regained their spirits and courage to continue their desperate struggle against the formidable enemy. However, despite this, the situation still couldn't fundamentally reverse their unfavorable situation. It was simply that, buoyed by hope, their resistance seemed even more tenacious than before.

"Everyone, a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm is worth a full thousand contribution points to the sect! Look at this place, it only adds up to this amount. If you are a little slow, don't blame other brothers for getting there first! There is another crucial point, all the spoils obtained in this battle will belong to you personally, and you don't have to hand over a single cent to the sect!" The words of the third elder were like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of the four ordinary elders and ten true disciples.

"That's right! There are only a dozen or so Jindan-level foes here. If we're even a little slower, we might not even get a sip of hot soup." Everyone pondered inwardly. Before this, they hadn't yet unleashed their full strength, holding back a bit, intending to observe the situation before making a final decision. However, after hearing the Third Elder's words of encouragement, there was no time to hide their weaknesses. Each and every one of them threw themselves into the battle with all their might.

This situation truly put the many elders of the Lin family in a difficult position. Originally, they were at a disadvantage in terms of strength, no match for their opponents. Now, with the enemy suddenly unleashing their full force, several elders were instantly in danger, their lives hanging by a thread. One elder even died tragically on the spot, his body lying dead on the ground.

"Everyone, you must grit your teeth and hold on! Our reinforcements will be arriving soon." Seeing his family members forced into a life-or-death situation, Lin Hanqing shouted loudly, cheering them on. But in reality, he himself was equally anxious, fidgeting like an ant on a hot pan.

"When will the people from the three major families arrive?! If this drags on, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on any longer. Now that things have come to this, there's no other way. It seems I have no choice but to use my last trump card." Having made up his mind, Lin Hanqing muttered to himself with a solemn expression. At this moment, he knew the situation was extremely precarious. If he didn't take decisive action, the consequences would be disastrous.

Lin Hanqing took a deep breath and reached into the storage bag at his waist. As he moved, the eyes of the people around him focused on him, secretly speculating on what surprising move he would unleash next. Finally, Lin Hanqing slowly withdrew his hand from the storage bag, holding a token emitting a mysterious light.

The token looked simple and ancient, yet it faintly exuded a powerful, heart-pounding aura. Lin Hanqing carefully tossed the token high into the air, causing it to hover in mid-air. Then, he bit his tongue and violently spat out a mouthful of blood, which spilled onto the token. Instantly, the token shone brightly, and a terrifying power suddenly erupted, causing everyone present to struggle to breathe, as if a mountain were pressing down on their hearts.

Under the influence of this mighty power, an immense handprint gradually emerged from the sky. This handprint shone with dazzling golden light, its lines clearly visible, as if imbued with the ultimate principles of heaven and earth. As the handprint continued to solidify, the pressure it emanated grew stronger, instilling awe in the hearts of those who saw it.

This token is the Lin family's heritage, left behind by the Lin family's ancestors thousands of years ago. It contains three opportunities for Gangsha realm cultivators above the Jindan realm to make a move.