Family Rise by Daily Intelligence

Xiong Yunfeng, who had kept silent this whole time, nodded at the words and said, "Second Brother, as long as you’re fine. Come, follow me underground first. The people of the Celestial Yin Tribe should be here any moment."

As he spoke.

He turned around and took the lead.

Fu Changsheng swept a glance at Thousand Feather Mountain ahead; further forward was the trap laid down by Xiong Yunfeng and Xiong Yunlong. Judging from Xiong Yunfeng’s behavior just now, he should not have seen through his identity.

He was just about to follow in the other’s footsteps.

An urgent voice from Cao Xiang’er sounded by his ear:

"Changsheng, turn around, your identity’s been exposed!"

Exposed.

How could that be?!

Fu Changsheng froze for a moment, his raised right foot immediately shrinking back, and without even thinking he turned around and left on the spot.

Boom!

A massive golden net descended from the sky, blocking his path.

Xiong Yunlong, who had been lying in ambush underground, shot up into the air:

"Shameless little thief, you dare impersonate my second brother—hand over your life!"

With that.

He urged the golden net to flip over and clamp down toward Fu Changsheng.

Looking at Xiong Yunlong, whose face was identical to Xiong Yunfeng’s, Fu Changsheng finally understood why he was exposed—Xiong Yunfeng’s cultivation was real, but he had used Disguise Technique to turn into Xiong Yunlong’s appearance. The moment Fu Changsheng opened his mouth, he had already given himself away. Xiong Yunfeng hadn’t attacked immediately; he was trying to lure him into the array.

Luckily, at the critical moment.

Cao Xiang’er warned him, so he didn’t fall for it.

Fu Changsheng felt a wave of lingering fear.

All this time.

He had relied heavily on intelligence, but now it seemed that even if the information provided was true, if the enemy was cunning enough, it was easy to push him into danger.

Fu Changsheng formed a hand seal with his right hand.

As the golden net descended, he immediately cast [Smoke Mist Illusion]; his body turned into a bank of mist and instantly dissipated from where he stood, barely dodging the golden net by a hair’s breadth.

Boom!

Except.

He had yet to steady himself.

Xiong Yunfeng’s other attack followed right on its heels.

A Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron came crashing down on him like Mount Tai, and for a moment the space seemed locked, breaking his [Smoke Mist Illusion] Spirit Technique. He staggered, his figure exposed, and the Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron came pressing down on him with the weight of ten thousand jun, as if it would crush him into a smear of flesh:

"Xiaoqing!"

Roar!

At the crucial moment.

The Cyan Flood Dragon flickered out of the Five Elements Grotto Heaven, its Dragon Tail sweeping up to meet the Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron in mid-air:

"Rumble!"

The two powers at their peak collided.

Sparks flew everywhere.

Fu Changsheng seized the chance.

And slipped out of the locked space.

He glanced at the other battlefield and saw Cao Xiang’er had already intercepted Xiong Yunlong. He immediately decided not to hold back—he was facing a Purple Mansion Peak Cultivator.

No matter how many methods he had.

The gap between him and the other was vast.

He immediately raised his hand and sacrificed several Mountain-Shaking Talismans. Mountain-Shaking Talismans were Tier Three Middle-Grade; the force of several exploding at once was immense. Xiong Yunfeng, a Purple Mansion Peak Cultivator, was utterly unafraid; while driving the Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron to battle the Cyan Flood Dragon, he changed his Technique. A golden wall appeared before him, blocking all the attacks, and as his Dharma Seal shifted, a dragon’s roar came from within the Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron as a dragon-shaped phantom manifested.

Yet.

Right at this moment.

Fu Changsheng’s figure abruptly vanished from the battlefield:

"This..."

Even a seasoned veteran like Xiong Yunfeng was clearly taken aback, because with his powerful Divine Sense he couldn’t detect the other’s figure at all.

In such a short time.

Fu Changsheng couldn’t have truly disappeared; he must have used some kind of Secret Technique to hide his form:

"You’ve got some skill after all!"

Xiong Yunfeng was about to summon the Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron back to guard himself, when his expression suddenly changed—behind him, a gigantic Yellow Dragon suddenly manifested, and with a thunderbolt’s speed it charged straight at him, the Yellow Dragon radiating Golden Core aura.

The golden wall he hastily sacrificed.

Didn’t hold for even a moment before it shattered with a crack.

"A Royal Family Talisman Treasure!"

Xiong Yunfeng’s pupils shrank.

The Three-legged Nine Dragon Cauldron, recalled halfway, still couldn’t match the Yellow Dragon’s speed.

Boom!

The dragon directly pierced through his head from above.

Xiong Yunfeng fell heavily to the ground, eyes wide in death:

"Too careless!!"

Seeing that Fu Changsheng was only at the Early Stage of Purple Mansion, he hadn’t even regarded him as an opponent, forgetting that the fact this person could turn into his second brother’s appearance proved that his second brother was most likely already dead by this man’s hand.

Earlier he should have unleashed his killing move with his very first strike.

Not giving the other any time to sacrifice a Talisman Treasure.

Except.

He would never have imagined.

That a Talisman Treasure of the Great Zhou Royal Family would end up in Fu Changsheng’s hands.

Boom!

With a heart full of unwillingness, Xiong Yunfeng’s corpse crashed heavily to the ground:

"Big Brother!!"

Xiong Yunlong had already been driven to the brink by Cao Xiang’er. He had thought his big brother would kill Fu Changsheng and come support him, but never expected his big brother to die right before his eyes:

"You dogs and sluts."

"Today I’ll make you accompany my big brother in death!"

On the spot.

He flipped his right hand.

A Talisman Treasure appeared in his palm.

It was precisely the Talisman Treasure granted by Black Eagle Master.

Except.

The instant the Talisman Treasure appeared.

Suddenly, countless Demon Vines burst skyward from underground with a whooshing sound; before Xiong Yunlong could react, they swept the Talisman Treasure away.

At the same time.

A bolt of Bing Fire Divine Thunder crashed down from the sky with a boom.

Boom!

It directly pierced through the top of Xiong Yunlong’s head, who had been forced into a dead end by Cao Xiang’er.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle!

Xiong Yunlong was instantly charred inside and out by the lightning, but relying on a tenacious will to live, he actually managed to stay conscious. At the critical moment, he slammed his palm into his chest, a spray of blood mist bursting out as he tried to use a Secret Technique to escape. Yet just then, a streak of Purple Qi Divine Light flashed through from the back of his head.