I Have an Omen System

"Scared now? It’s too late!"

A smirk played on Wu Siyuan’s lips.

He formed a technique with his hand, and an azure cold light shot from his waist like a viper striking from its den.

SLASH!

The sword light split, unleashing fierce Sword Qi.

The biting cold caused a thick layer of white frost to form on the ground.

"That’s the Cyan Cloud Sect’s standard-issue Top-Grade Spiritual Artifact, the Cold Chi Sword!"

Someone’s face filled with terror as they recognized the power of the Cold Chi Sword.

In an instant, several heavily wounded Wang Family disciples on the ground were frozen into ice sculptures before shattering violently, their vitality extinguished.

The sharp Sword Qi of the Cold Chi Sword, unabated, shot straight for Wang Runsheng and the few remaining core elders behind him.

Just a few sword strikes left Wang Runsheng drenched in his own blood, his True Essence nearly depleted.

"The Young Master is mighty! The Wang Family will fall!"

"Brothers, kill—"

"Charge into the Wang Family’s treasury! Kill all the men, and keep the women! From this day on, Qixing Lake will belong to the Wu Family!"

The faces of the Wu Family cultivators were filled with excitement.

They were pumped full of adrenaline, the greedy, vicious light in their eyes growing stronger still.

The lights of various magical artifacts flared... raining down and blanketing the teetering, remaining family buildings.

Under Wang Runsheng’s lead, the Wang Family cultivators resisted with their lives.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere; the scene was as gruesome as Purgatory.

Wang Runsheng’s eyes turned bloodshot as he watched a cunningly aimed flying sword pierce the chests of several young Wang Family disciples, their clothes soaked through with blood.

’Is my Wang Family truly going to be wiped out today?’

’No. I can die, but the Wang Family cannot!’

A look of grim determination flashed in Wang Runsheng’s eyes as he slapped his left hand heavily against the Storage Pouch at his waist.

A Jade Talisman, blood-red and covered in web-like cracks, flew out.

"Brother, don’t! As long as the green mountains are there, you’ll never run out of firewood! You absolutely must not activate the Flaming Sun Burst Talisman!"

A Late-stage Qi Cultivation Elder beside him named Wang Runhui cried out in horror.

That was a Second-tier Treasure Talisman. Once detonated, it was unclear if Wu Siyuan would die, but they themselves would surely be blown to pieces, with no corpse left to bury.

Wang Runsheng shook his head. "It’s come to this. Only by fighting to the death can we buy more time for the core disciples of the clan."

"Third Elder, my True Essence isn’t enough to activate the Second-tier Treasure Talisman. Lend me your strength."

Wang Runhui, the Third Elder of the Wang Family, was stunned speechless.

"To hell with that! You can throw your life away, but I have no intention of joining you."

With a flick of his wide sleeve, Wang Runhui actually shoved Wang Runsheng in front of him, transformed into a streak of earthy-yellow light, and turned to flee.

"Third Elder, you dare betray the family!"

An expression of disbelief crossed Wang Runsheng’s face, and he gritted his teeth.

"Wu Siyuan, even if I’m the only one left, I’ll fight you to the death!"

Wang Runsheng was just about to use his own Essence Blood to activate it for a final, mutual destruction.

Just at that critical moment, a violent, deafening roar suddenly erupted from the depths of Qixing Lake.

"ROAR—"

The earth trembled violently, kicking up clouds of dust.

A massive, cyan figure, wreathed in vicious Demon Qi, burst through the watery curtain and descended with a boom.

When the dust settled slightly, a giant ape over a hundred feet tall, covered in dark cyan fur with bulging, knotted muscles, appeared majestically.

It held Wang Runhui’s frail body in its palm, as easily as if he were a chick.

And on the giant ape’s shoulder, as broad as a small hill, stood an old man in a green robe with his hands clasped behind his back.

"Ancestor... the Ancestor has returned!"

Tears welled in the eyes of Wang Runsheng and the remaining Wang Family cultivators, their hearts filled with the wild joy of a last-minute reprieve.

’Not only has the Ancestor returned, but his Cultivation has reached a new level!’

Qin Xuan spoke, a ghost of a smile on his face. "Third Elder, where are you off to in such a hurry?"

Wang Runhui looked terrified. "Ancestor, I was going to get reinforcements! I, I..."

SPLAT!

Before he could finish, Wang Runhui let out a shrill scream as his entire body suddenly exploded, turning into a cloud of blood mist that filled the air.

"This is the fate of those who betray the family," Qin Xuan said lightly.

"The Ancestor is mighty!"

It was unknown which Wang Family cultivator had shouted it first.

Instantly, a thunderous cheer erupted.

"The Ancestor is mighty! The Ape Ancestor is mighty!!!"

The appearance of Wang Zezhou and the Cyan-arm Stone Ape seemed to give the Wang Family cultivators a backbone.

Their morale, which had been at rock bottom, suddenly soared!

Standing on the shoulder of the hundred-foot-tall Cyan-arm Stone Ape, Qin Xuan looked down at Wu Siyuan with a grin.

"Wu Xiaoyou, it’s been a while!"

Below, the Wu Family Head, Wu Qingchuan, saw this, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He stared intently at the ferocious-looking Cyan-arm Stone Ape, then at Wang Zezhou, who was also at the Foundation Establishment stage, and his heart sank.

"That Old Dog Wang not only isn’t dead... he actually managed to tame a Foundation Establishment Demon Beast!"

A grave expression appeared on Wu Siyuan’s face.

At this point, even if he wanted to settle things peacefully, he knew Wang Zezhou would never agree.

’He’s merely at the Human Dao Foundation Establishment, while I’m at the Second Level of Earth Dao Foundation Establishment. With the Sect’s backing, I won’t necessarily lose to him.’

’Earth Dao Foundation Establishment can overcome and kill Human Dao Foundation Establishment. It’s just one extra demon beast, no big deal.’

Wu Siyuan forcefully suppressed the unease in his heart and continued his harsh mockery, trying to maintain his imposing aura with words.

"Old Dog Wang, so you, you old turtle, finally decided to crawl out from whatever hole you were hiding in? You think bringing back some random beast you found is enough to turn the tables?"

BOOM!

The technique in Wu Siyuan’s hands changed again.

Nine streams of Cold Chi Sword Qi materialized, letting out an even sharper shriek.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! SWOOSH!

Qin Xuan’s eyes were indifferent, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

"Cyan Ape, go."

Receiving the command, the ferocious light in the Cyan-arm Stone Ape’s pair of crimson beast eyes intensified.

It took a deep breath, its already muscular chest puffing out even further. It slammed its stone-covered arms against its chest, producing a deep, muffled boom.

"AWOOO... ROAR!"

The next moment, a sharp ape’s cry that pierced deep into one’s very Divine Soul erupted.

The Cyan-arm Stone Ape’s Lifebound Divine Technique: Soul-Splitting Demon Sound!