"Where are the people of the Xiao Family!"

Li Yuanjiao led the Li family members and stopped in the distance before the sky-darkening great formation. They were still more than ten miles from Guanyun Peak, and the group of people stopped, their faces showing an ugly expression as they halted midair.

For no other reason, Lijing Mountain was shrouded in demonic fog, the formation above was riddled with cracks, and above there were four or five Immortal Foundations apparent—surrounding the peak with foundation establishment, which made it daring for anyone to approach.

"It seems more than just one place in the Xiao Family has encountered trouble!"

Li Qinghong's eyes were bright, her expression somewhat anxious. With the Du Ruo Long Spear strapped to her back, she held a Qi Cultivation Level gray long spear in her hands, her pupils carrying a hint of purple as she stared at the great formation and spoke softly,

"From here to Xianyou Peak is only the time it takes an incense stick to burn. If the foundation establishment cultivators of the Xiao Family are intentional, they would arrive even faster than us coming from Lijing Mountain! They must have been held back!"

The group was silent. The Xiao Family was still the Li Family's main pillar of support at present. Li Yuanjiao and the others naturally did not want to see this scene, let alone their own people were still in the market and had not come out...

"Husband!"

Li Yuanjiao and the others were waiting anxiously when a woman arrived, riding the wind. She had a graceful appearance but wore an anxious look. It turned out to be Xiao Guiluan, who had hurried over upon hearing that the Xiao Family was in distress.

"Guiluan."

Li Yuanjiao caught her and stopped her from moving forward, saying rather forcefully,

"I don't know how many devil cultivators are there ahead. Don't go any further!"

Xiao Guiluan, although she had a dreadful relationship with her unfeeling father, still felt an attachment to the Xiao Family who had raised her. Seeing the Xiao Family's market surrounded, and Uncle Xiao Ruyu possibly still inside, she was incredibly anxious and said in a low voice,

"The elder must have been detained by someone! Both Xianyou Peak and Yu Mountain have surely been attacked. They can't save Guanyun Peak's market... Elder Xiao Ruyu has taken good care of our shop, and now he is also trapped inside!"

Li Yuanjiao was equally anxious in his heart but could not show it, only able to comfort his wife with a gentle voice, saying,

"Xiao Ruyu, being at the Qi Cultivating Peak among the Xiao Family cultivators, surely has his own means to escape. Don't worry, don't worry."

While they were talking in low voices, they heard a dull thunderclap in the sky:

"Boom!"

The world turned white for a moment. The foundation formation that the Xiao Family had painstakingly built, which had held up for a good half an hour, finally shattered like glass, turning into a clap of thunder and disappearing between heaven and earth.

The group of devil cultivators then entered the market on their demonic clouds, and began to plunder and fight fiercely. For a while, combat erupted everywhere, and the Xiao Family cultivators gathered at Guanyun Peak rushed down the peak, each fleeing for their lives, knowing the situation was hopeless.

Unfortunately, Guanyun Peak had become a key target for the devil cultivators, and it was uncertain how many could escape.

"Let's go!"

Seeing the devil cultivators enter the market, the group exchanged a glance and gradually closed the distance. After flying several miles, they heard a loud shout,

"Chen Taojing of the Xiao Family is here! Do not act recklessly!"

The sky above Guanyun Peak suddenly flashed with white light, and two faintly red flood dragons appeared, snarling and clawing, fighting against many, their struggle with the four dark auras was astonishing.

Chen Taojing had probably taken some elixir or performed some secret technique. He was imposing, and although the color of the flood dragons was unusual, they looked incredibly lifelike and powerful.

As soon as he finished speaking, the Jiao Carved Pillar at Li Yuanjiao's waist started trembling violently as if it were about to tear through the sky the next instant, frightening him into pressing it down hurriedly and asking in surprise,

"I've heard Uncle mention this Chen Taojing before, clearly a swordsman... Why would he cause the Jiao Carved Pillar to assume such a posture..."

While he was pondering this, another enchanting voice rang out:

"The Xiao Family's Chen Taojing? Hahahaha..."

The devil cultivator seemed to have heard something extremely amusing, laughing incessantly, her voice paused for a moment, then said weakly,

"Back in the day, I only heard that the Xiao Family was a dog of the Ling Yu Sect's Chen Clan, who would have thought that in a mere hundred years, the tables have turned, and now it's the Chen Clan that has become the dog of the Xiao Family!"

Chen Taojing, suspended in midair, hesitated as he seemed to recognize something, then scoffed,

"I thought what kind of great demonic calamity had arisen, turns out it's just something that escaped from a tower!"

"Shut your mouth!"

As soon as these words came out, the woman's voice turned furious with embarrassment, issuing several sharp shouts. The several streams of black Qi in the air grew noticeably more agitated, firmly surrounding Chen Taojing and isolating his words within the black Qi.

Seeing several Foundation Establishment devil cultivators entangled in the sky, unable to make a move, it was an excellent opportunity for rescue. Li Yuanjiao looked back at the group and whispered,

"An Zhiyan and I have the highest cultivation levels, the rest of you wait here, An Zhiyan and I will get closer to take a look."

Upon hearing this, An Zhiyan stepped forward, and Li Qinghong, in front of him, pursed her lips, understanding Li Yuanjiao's intention. She drew the Du Ruo Long Spear from behind her back, held it in hand, and said warmly,

"Big brother! My Thunder Dharma is most effective against evil spirits. If we confront devil cultivators, it will be very useful. Rather than having big brother watch over everyone here, let me accompany An Zhiyan to have a look."

Li Qinghong's words were logical, causing Li Yuanjiao to be slightly startled, realizing that he and Li Qinghong could not both take risks at the same time. He could only nod reluctantly, saying gravely,

"Alright! If it's not feasible, don't risk your own life."

Both nodded and rode the wind toward Guanyun Peak's marketplace. Li Qinghong, anxious in her heart, sped up considerably with An Zhiyan, and in just a moment, they arrived outside the marketplace.

They stopped in the woods outside the marketplace and saw bloodstains everywhere. Inside, fierce flames and demonic smoke billowed. An Zhiyan was somewhat chilled but consoled herself:

"With him by my side, as long as we don't encounter Foundation Establishment cultivators, we should be able to get out in one piece..."

After all, Li Qinghong had challenged every cultivator in the Li Family, and those in the early stages of Qi cultivation were no match for her in one round, while only those in the middle and late stages could fight her. An Zhiyan too would be swept away by Li Qinghong after a couple of hundred rounds, sooner or later.

Now only Li Yuanjiao and Chen Donghe of the Li family had the strength to restrain her. If it came to a fight, the outcome was still uncertain, especially considering that Li Qinghong was wielding the Foundation Establishment Magical Instrument, the Du Ruo Spear...

As An Zhiyan breathed a sigh of relief on one side, Li Qinghong rolled up her spear, her face slightly pale. With the marketplace turned into this state, father Li Xuanxuan and clan uncle Li Qiuyang were both in mortal danger, not to mention her mortal younger brother Li Yuanyun.

Yet, people always cling to hope. She clung to some anticipation, taking out a jade pendant from her storage bag. This pendant was possessed by direct lineage cultivators and a few key confidants of the Li Family, capable of sensing each other's location, but only within a short distance, around one or two miles.

"Oh?"

Reaching out with her spiritual sense, she saw two pendants moving side by side, steadily flying out of the marketplace. She immediately smiled with joy and said aloud,

"Uncle Qiuyang and Uncle Xuanxuan have already met up, they're not far from here!"

An Zhiyan nodded repeatedly, offering congratulations. Following Li Qinghong as they descended on the wind, he murmured to himself,

"I just hope Li Xuanxuan and Li Qiuyang weren't killed by the same person and had their pendants taken... When this lady gets angry... it's truly thunder striking and no bones left..."