A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 122: Mount Shushan Sword Formation Activated!

“Boom!!”

The capital city of Daxia shook more and more violently, and the Dragon Vein let out a mournful wail like weeping.

At this moment, Liu Qiushui was in the deepest part of the Imperial Palace's underground chamber.

Deep beneath the ground should have been dark, damp, and filled with a decaying stench.

But instead, it was radiant and brilliant, with light bursting in all directions.

Liu Qiushui gripped a blood-red gourd tightly with both hands, chanting under her breath as mysterious runes emerged from her body and spun continuously around the blood gourd.

At the same time, the previously calm and peaceful Dragon Vein suddenly let out a low, mournful cry.

Liu Qiushui was fully focused on casting her spell.

The blood gourd in her hand pulsed with a strange light, and threads of golden dragon energy rose like smoke from underground, being absorbed into the blood gourd.

As the dragon energy poured in, the blood gourd grew heavier and heavier.

She had the old emperor’s assistance within this territory.

Liu Qiushui had been able to slip in without a sound.

For this operation, Liu Qiushui had mobilized the Left and Right Guardians of Asura Hall.

Two cultivators at the Tribulation Stage.

Along with numerous elites from Asura Hall.

Plus the old emperor’s trusted aides—this time, the seizing of the Dragon Vein would succeed. Even if the various powers in the capital reacted, it would be too late!!

“........”

The city’s defensive formation quickly activated.

Previously, Daxia’s official protector—a cultivator at the peak of the Tribulation Stage—had already been deliberately sent away by the old emperor.

The elder supervisor of the Celestial Observatory had also left Daxia's capital to travel the world two years ago.

At this moment, the only ones controlling the capital’s grand formation were two cultivators at the peak of the Body Fusion Stage.

Under normal circumstances, even with just the two of them, as long as they had the vast and boundless Dragon Vein energy of Daxia to empower them, their strength would be enough to rival a Tribulation Stage cultivator!

In the next instant, dazzling golden light exploded outward, so bright it was nearly impossible to look at directly.

Massive rune-armored warriors, each several zhang tall, burst from the earth, suddenly appearing in view, each holding a nation-protecting divine weapon of tremendous might.

Once this city-protecting formation was activated, it would produce an extremely terrifying force.

All cultivators within the capital would be forcibly suppressed, their cultivation levels forcibly lowered.

The suppression felt as heavy as Mount Tai crushing an egg.

Just as the two Body Fusion Stage cultivators were about to draw upon the dragon energy, a sudden change occurred.

Their expressions twisted instantly, and without warning, they both coughed up a massive mouthful of blood.

“What’s happening!?”

One of the cultivators widened his eyes, filled with shock and disbelief.

A violent, unrestrained power raged through his body, and the spiritual energy that had flowed smoothly moments ago now rampaged like a wild horse, smashing through his meridians and dantian.

In an instant, his blood and energy surged upward violently, as if trying to burst through his skull, leaving him with a splitting headache.

Seven or eight figures appeared above the Dragon Vein.

With the capital formation disabled, they were now completely at a disadvantage against the two Tribulation Stage experts from Asura Hall—no chance of gaining the upper hand at all!

A fierce battle erupted instantly.

The ground outside Baohe Hall turned into a brutal battlefield, torn apart and scarred with deep ravines.

Amid the flying sand and stones, the energy clashes erupted in blinding flashes, with deafening explosions echoing continuously.

“............”

“You all wait here!”

With that, Yu Yangzi left the hall and quickly joined the battle.

Although this was Daxia, Mount Shushan cultivators had always considered the world their responsibility.

What’s yours and mine—all belongs to Mount Shushan.

Disciples of the Xuantian Sword Sect and the Great Sui, who had also arrived, now stood by as observers.

To them, they were probably more than happy to see Daxia in trouble.

“Cough cough cough... I... Quick! Send someone to ask for reinforcements.”

The old emperor suddenly coughed violently, looking extremely frail.

The emperor of Daxia was also a cultivator—rumor had it that his cultivation wasn’t low.

With the support of the palace’s Dragon Vein, he’d likely have few rivals in the capital.

But judging by his appearance now, it was clear he was no longer dependable.

“Everyone, stay calm!!”

Shen Chujian produced the Sect Leader Sword Command of Mount Shushan.

“With this command, Mount Shushan disciples will come to aid us!”

Shen Chujian activated the sword command, but halfway through its flight, it was suddenly blocked by a barrier of light.

Shen Chujian’s expression shifted slightly. “D*mn it, these people were ready for this!”

The old emperor sneered internally.

A little brat who hasn’t even grown all his hair yet, and you think you can fight me?

The old emperor wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said deliberately,

“Is there no other way to ask Mount Shushan for help?”

Shen Chujian shook his head, then reached into his robes.

Huh?

He actually pulled out another Sect Leader Sword Command.

Shen Chujian was confused—he only had one to begin with.

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And its design—he’d never seen this style before.

Could it be that Uncle-Master Yu Yangzi had secretly placed it on him?

Before Shen Chujian could think further, the old emperor urged:

“Young Daoist, quick! Try again.”

Try and see just how strong my formation really is.

The old emperor smirked.

Shen Chujian activated the Sect Leader Sword Command again.

“Whoosh!!”

The speed and power released by this sword command far exceeded Shen Chujian’s expectations, shaking his internal energy violently.

The sword command instantly tore open the light barrier in the sky, and sword energy scattered through the air.

The Sect Leader Sword Command!

“Mount Shushan Sword Formation—activate!!”

Several furious roars echoed to the heavens. In an instant, the entire sky above the capital was blanketed by a tremendous aura.

Everyone looked up in astonishment, only to see thousands upon thousands of sword shadows suddenly appear, densely packed, blotting out the sky.

These sword shadows were no ordinary illusion—they were the Mount Shushan Sword Formation, jointly activated by four elders of Mount Shushan, each at the Tribulation Stage!

The elders stepped across the void and swooped downward with a howl.

Their overwhelming aura felt like it could rip the heavens and earth apart.

As the sword formation descended, the razor-sharp sword energy surged forward like a torrential waterfall, sweeping toward its target with overwhelming force.

The Left and Right Guardians of Asura Hall, who had been dominating the battlefield, turned pale as they felt the terrifying pressure of the sword energy.

In just one exchange, the two Guardians were forced back repeatedly by the sword energy waterfall.

Liu Qiushui’s absorption had to stop as well.

With a wave of her sleeve, she looked at the four Mount Shushan elders in shock.

Where did they come from!?

In the palace, the old emperor stared with his mouth agape in astonishment.