Eternal Life by Dual Cultivation-Chapter 119 - 106: Negotiations Break Down, Turning Hostile

From a corner, Ling Changqing locked onto a Foundation Establishment Cultivator from Yu Long Island. Amidst a faint green glow, a dozen or so Second Grade Gale Blade Talismans rained down all at once.

Beside him, Tang Qiu Yao also joined the fray. Bolts of Dark Purple Thunderbolt, crackling with a terrifying, destructive aura, struck the opponent, leaving him overwhelmed and in a pathetic state.

A dozen or so breaths later, the man could no longer hold on. He was torn to shreds by a dense barrage of Azure Wind Blades, dying with a bloodcurdling scream.

Under the combined control of all the Ling Family’s Foundation Establishment Elders, the Array’s restrictions within the grand hall were fully activated. Another batch of Daoist Soldier Puppets charged in, fearlessly joining the fray.

’Damn it! Where did the Ling Family get so many Second Grade Daoist Soldier Puppets?’

Yuan Junlin fumed. His combat companion was being viciously swarmed by a group of Daoist Soldier Puppets. It was already covered in wounds, and it was clear it wasn’t going to make it.

"Damn you!"

Bai Yunhe, merely at the Late stage of Foundation Establishment, suddenly screamed in agony. One of his arms was shredded by the descending Sword Auras, exploding in a spray of blood.

Bai Tinglan was startled and tried to rush to his aid, but she was pinned down by a dozen or so Daoist Soldier Puppets, unable to break free. She was instantly in grave danger.

"The game... is over!"

Ling Qiyue declared with chilling finality. By some unknown means, her aura surged once more, reaching the Middle Stage Golden Core Realm within a few breaths.

The Fenghuo Panyun Bell flared with brilliant light, blocking all incoming attacks. Simultaneously, the number of sharp Sword Qi descending from the dome suddenly increased tenfold.

"You bitch... You’ll die a miserable death!"

Blood streamed from Bai Yunhe’s mouth and nose as he let out a piercing roar. The few Spiritual Artifacts and Second Grade Talismans he hastily deployed were shattered one after another by the Sword Aura until finally, his entire body exploded into a mist of blood.

Bai Tinglan let out a cry of grief and charged desperately toward the high platform where Ling Qiyue stood. Gritting her teeth, she self-destructed, and a violent shockwave of energy instantly swept through the grand hall.

However, her desperate counterattack failed to pose any real threat to Ling Qiyue. The destructive storm was quickly dissipated by the Third Grade Array; in fact, it only ended up causing more trouble for the cultivators of the three families.

A few breaths later, the two Foundation Establishment Cultivators from the Yuan Family could no longer hold out. They died howling in agony as they were cut down by the Sword Auras, and the Pseudo Core stage Combat Companion followed soon after.

The corner of Yuan Junlin’s eye twitched in anguish, but right now, he could barely fend for himself. He was covered in wounds, his aura was fading fast, and it was clear he wouldn’t last much longer.

To make matters worse, Ling Changqing had just set his sights on him. A dozen or so Second Grade Talismans rained down in succession. A rotating assault of thunderbolts, fire clouds, and wind blades finished off the Yuan Family’s Clan Patriarch in a single, overwhelming volley.

Next was Gong Qingya. The once stunningly beautiful woman was now a mess, her hair disheveled and her body bathed in blood. She was on her last legs.

The Cultivation she had gained by consuming a Demonic Elixir, which burned through her own Lifespan, had also failed to turn the tide. Here on the Ling Family’s home ground, she could only be utterly suppressed.

Shrill, venomous screams echoed incessantly through the hall as the cultivators from the three families fell one by one, until only Gong Qingya remained.

Within a few breaths, the most powerful of the Island Masters had exhausted her final technique and was slain by Ling Qiyue without a moment’s hesitation.

"Finally, it’s done!"

Tang Qiu Yao let out a sigh of relief. She formed a hand seal for a Spirit Technique, and the thunderous booming within the grand hall finally subsided.

Killing the sixteen cultivators from the three families hadn’t actually taken very long; victory had been secured in the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn.

Ling Qiyue cautiously scanned the area one more time to confirm that every one of her enemies was truly dead. Only then did she deactivate the Array and allow the Ling Family disciples to come in and clean up.

All of the Storage Magical Artifacts naturally became her spoils. As for the Spiritual Artifacts, most were damaged beyond repair and had no value left to salvage.

"...Qiyue, now we’ll have to face the furious retaliation from these three families!"

Ling Changqing said. Even though a large number of their leaders were dead, the three families still had considerable forces remaining. Completely wiping them out would still take some effort.

"It’s of no concern," Ling Qiyue replied with a faint smile. "They’ve already lost any chance of turning the tables."