Immortal Cultivation Families: The Rise of the Jinling Immortal Clan

Just as Xia Yuhui breathed a sigh of relief and was about to pick up the Hundred Ghost Banner, a formation suddenly appeared at the spot where the evil cultivator had died. In an instant, a ghost face darted out from the pile of rubble.

As soon as the ghostly face appeared, it roared angrily, "Who goes there? Who killed my son?"

Xia Yuhui was horrified and immediately turned to run away, but the ghostly face struck Xia Yuhui in the chest with astonishing speed.

The words echoed in Xia Yuhui's ears: "Don't let me catch you. If I capture you, I will turn you into a ghost servant and make you my servant for all eternity."

Xia Yuhui was in excruciating pain and fell straight down, rolling around and scratching his chest desperately with both hands. However, because of his incomparably strong body, no matter how hard he tried with his fingernails, he could only scratch a layer of skin.

Once Xia Yuhui regained some of his senses, he realized that he was in a room with Xia Guang'en guarding him.

The first thing Xia Yuhui did after getting up was to lift the blanket and stare at his chest. He saw a hideous ghost face on his chest. At this point, Xia Yuhui finally understood that the ghost face was a mark.

He seems to have been targeted by the Spirit Ghost Taoist.

"I have already sent a message to the family. After you have rested for a while, we will return to the family and try to get rid of this ghost face." Xia Guang'en saw that he was not in a good state and immediately stepped forward to comfort him.

"Fifteenth Uncle, how long has it been since I fell into a coma?" Xia Yuhui did not answer the question, but asked in a low voice.

“It’s nighttime now, and you’ve been unconscious for about half a day. We originally intended to carry you directly back to the family, but we were worried about your injuries, so we stopped here to heal you.” Clearly, he didn’t know the purpose of the ghost face and simply assumed that Xia Yuhui had been bewitched by some kind of evil magic.

Xia Yuhui turned to look at the Hundred Ghosts Banner on the table. The banner was now tattered and damaged, and repairing it would be quite difficult.

Xia Yuhui immediately put it into his storage bag. This was a spoil of war that he had obtained on his own, and he did not need to share it with Xia Guang'en and the other person, so he put it directly into his storage bag.

Just then, as the two were about to discuss when to set off, Xia Guangze, who was patrolling outside the village, suddenly came rushing over. Xia Yuhui and the other man quickly opened the door to welcome him.

Xia Guangze roared solemnly, "The demonic cultivators are attacking! Activate the great formation immediately!"

Xia Yuhui reacted extremely quickly. The moment Xia Guangze stepped in, he swiftly activated the array. In an instant, the villages within a five-mile radius were completely enveloped by a layer of light. Many birds and beasts flying by crashed directly into the light barrier and fell to the ground. (One mile is 500 meters)

Xia Guangze entered the great formation, looking back at the way he came with a face full of fear. At this time, the sky was covered by a layer of dark red clouds, and countless ghosts floated in the dark clouds, occasionally letting out deafening ghostly cries. Some mortals working outside the light screen were instantly shattered upon hearing this sound, and their souls were immediately sucked into the dark cloud that covered more than three miles.

At this moment, the five Xia family cultivators in the formation were already ashen-faced with fright. They knew that, judging from the formation, the newcomer must be a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

As expected, when the black mist got closer, Xia Yuhui and the others used their spiritual vision to see that there were nearly a dozen cultivators standing on various magical artifacts inside. Each of them had a high level of cultivation and was obviously a late-stage Qi Refining cultivator. Moreover, these cultivators were surrounded by a dense array of ghostly creatures, which made people shudder.

In front of these people stood an old man with black light emanating from his eyes. As soon as the black light flashed in his hand, the ghost face on Xia Yuhui's chest immediately began to stir.

Xia Yuhui was also in so much pain that his face was contorted. He did not sit idly by and wait for death, but immediately used his magic to suppress it, trying to expel the ghost face from his body. However, it was all in vain. This ghost face was different from the ordinary things he had encountered before. It was tightly attached to Xia Yuhui's body. No matter what he did, the ghost face did not move at all.

However, Xia Yuhui was no ordinary person. He was now a true pseudo-spirit and had his own way of dealing with it. Several balls of crimson lightning immediately gathered from all parts of his body and finally struck the ghost face. The ghost face immediately let out a human-like scream.

After delivering that blow, the ghost face instantly calmed down. However, Xia Yuhui was too busy to deal with anything else and was unable to completely eliminate it. Moreover, he was worried that the ghost face might suddenly unleash its power like last time, causing him to faint again.

Upon spotting his target, the Spirit Ghost Daoist above charged forward without uttering a word. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a ghost head, instantly shattering the mid-level formation controlled by the five cultivators.

After the matter was over, the Ghostly Taoist immediately took out another Hundred Ghosts Banner and said in his shrill voice, "Very good, you little devil dared to kill my son. After I collect your soul, I will make you suffer tens of thousands of kinds of torment."

Having said that, he said no more. With a wave of the Hundred Ghosts Banner, a three-zhang-tall spirit ghost leaped out. Seeing tens of thousands of mortals below, the spirit ghost immediately let out a sharp shriek. As soon as the shriek came out, Xia Yuhui and the others were in excruciating pain and fell to the ground. Blood instantly seeped from their eardrums, which were covered by magic power.

At this point, the group was too weak to put up any more resistance. Just as the spirit was about to continue his attack, a furious shout came from afar: "How dare you!"

Before the people even arrived, the magical artifact had already set off. A red gourd flew towards them, and the flames spewing from its mouth were enough to engulf the entire mountain village. The ten evil cultivators at the late stage of Qi Refining had no time to react before they were burned to ashes, without even having time to utter a scream.

After the Spirit Ghost Taoist withstood the flames, his face darkened: "Xia Lingshan, it's you again. Today I will kill your Xia family members first to quell the hatred in my heart."

Just as the Ghostly Taoist was about to make a move, the gourd did not hesitate at all. It enlarged on the spot, transforming into a giant gourd that was ten feet tall, and then smashed straight down on the Ghostly Taoist.

The spirit ghosts released by the Spirit Ghost Taoist were instantly crushed into hundreds of evil spirits. After having a moment to react, the Spirit Ghost Taoist immediately transformed into a black mist and fled into the distance. His speed was so fast that even if Xia Yuhui below used all his divine stones, he could not detect his trace.

Two breaths later, Xia Lingshan also arrived. He did not say a word and went straight after them with his gourd.

Those below breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing the Ghostly Taoist escape. Xia Yuhui, however, remained uneasy and asked, "Ninth Uncle, Clan Chief, is he alright?"

"Don't worry, Linggui Daoist is only an injured early Foundation Establishment cultivator, while the clan leader has already entered the mid Foundation Establishment stage. I'm afraid today will be the day Linggui Daoist dies," Xia Guangze said with a relieved smile.

Xia Guang'en, standing to the side, disagreed, saying, "Ninth Brother, don't forget that the Linggui Daoist's famous skill, although his combat power is not high, his escape technique is unparalleled. Even the Jin family's leader, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator, was unable to capture him, which shows how strong his escape technique is."

Xia Guangze: "Hmm, I almost forgot that it is true. This villain is also a strange person. He has managed to escape unscathed from the pursuit of the four major families for many years."

Upon hearing this, Xia Yuhui recalled the black mist that his friend Linggui Dao had transformed into when he escaped. He was secretly amazed, but he had almost lost his life this time and was still resentful. If his friend had not yet broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage, it would be fine. But once his friend reached that stage, it would be a matter of life and death for him.

Having experienced this, Xia Yuhui now desperately desires to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage. However, given the family's current situation, he fears that the Foundation Establishment Pill is out of the question. The Foundation Establishment stage has three major hurdles: first, the physical body must absorb spiritual energy; second, the sea of ​​consciousness must be opened; and third, spiritual energy must be liquefied. All three are indispensable. Without the aid of the Foundation Establishment Pill, failure could result in anything from a shortened lifespan and a regression in cultivation level to immediate death.

Of course, those who break through without the aid of Foundation Establishment Pills will have a mana quality that is nearly 20% higher than that of ordinary people after entering the Foundation Establishment stage. This 20% will be of great help to future breakthroughs and combat.

The Xia family once had an ancestor who successfully broke through to the Foundation Establishment Pill without the help of it, thus creating the Xia family's century of glory.