Chapter 399: No One Will Wake Him
"Get out of the way!"
Yan Haixuan shot to his feet, enraged.
"You two are just Ninth-Grade Great Venerables, and you dare to challenge two Creation Realm experts like us?" Yan Haibin leaped forward. "If my third brother hadn’t been merciful and spared you, none of you would be alive right now—and that includes you, Yan Qingshan!"
Yan Qingshan, Shen Zhengye, and Du Jingsong had indeed just withstood the most powerful attack they had ever faced.
All three were repelled by Yan Haixuan and Yan Haibin. While Yan Qingshan managed to stay on his feet, Shen Zhengye and Du Jingsong collapsed to the ground.
"I can still fight!" Just then, Leng Ning, who had been lying on the ground, suddenly shot up.
Shen Zhengye and Du Jingsong forced themselves back up and charged forward to support Yan Qingshan, their side’s strongest fighter. They began a ferocious assault, adopting a sacrificial strategy to inflict heavy damage on the enemy at their own expense.
’This can’t go on,’
Shen Lingxue thought, her brow furrowed, as she looked toward Jiang Xinghai’s location.
At this point, Jiang Xinghai was likely the only one who could turn the tide!
As for her, her current strength was too low. If she rushed in rashly, she would only be a burden to her allies.
The wind and rain grew stronger!
The thunder grew louder!
Ultimately, Yan Qingshan, Du Jingsong, and Shen Zhengye fell.
Including Leng Ning, all four of them were so injured their bodies could no longer support them to stand.
Only Shen Lingxue still had the strength to fight.
’Xinghai, even if I die here today, I will buy you time.’
Shen Lingxue was prepared to die, her gaze resolute and full of love.
On the other side, although Yan Haibin and Yan Haixuan had won, their bodies had also sustained numerous injuries.
"Fourth Grand-uncle, Fifth Grand-uncle, leave this woman to me."
Yan Duo charged forward through the rain again, an involuntary lick of his lips as he stared at Shen Lingxue.
Even having grown up in the Provincial City, he had never seen a woman as devastatingly beautiful as Shen Lingxue.
RUMBLE... CRACK!
Suddenly, a rolling peal of thunder descended from the sky, striking right in the middle of the herb garden.
Everyone was startled, from the wounded Yan Qingshan and his allies on the ground to the members of the Yan Family.
"Is that..."
At the same time, the Yan Family’s third master, Yan Haichuan, finally shot out of his car.
’No!’
Yan Haichuan murmured to himself, ’This has to be a coincidence. It can’t be the legendary Heavenly Tribulation!’
He waved his hand dismissively. "All of you, stand down. I’ll handle this."
Yan Haibin, Yan Haixuan, and Yan Duo didn’t dare to speak, and they all took a few steps back.
Yan Haichuan then turned to face the battlefield, his sharp gaze landing on Shen Lingxue. "I am Yan Haichuan. I wish to see Divine Doctor Jiang inside. Will you be the one to wake him, or shall I?"
"No one is waking him up!" Drenched to the bone by the rain, Shen Lingxue stood defiantly outside the ten-meter red line, as if ready to defend this final barrier with her life.
"I do not understand. Why are you so concerned?" Yan Haichuan’s brow furrowed.
"He is at a critical moment in his cultivation. He cannot be disturbed by anyone. You are a practitioner of Martial Arts yourself; I shouldn’t need to explain further, should I?" Shen Lingxue stood proudly, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Is that so? What a shame."
Yan Haichuan’s brow twitched slightly, a look of pity on his face. "However, I insist on seeing him. If you continue to resist, I can’t guarantee what the consequences will be."
He seemed to have noticed that Shen Lingxue was pregnant. Combined with the way she was guarding Jiang Xinghai with her life, he guessed at a possibility: the two of them were likely lovers.
Shen Lingxue subconsciously covered her lower abdomen, a flicker of panic in her expression.
She was right to be worried. Yesterday marked two weeks since she and Jiang Xinghai had started trying to conceive. She had gone to the hospital for a check-up and confirmed that she was indeed pregnant.
"Lingxue, get back!"
Just then, Shen Zhengye struggled to his feet, shielding Shen Lingxue with his trembling body.
Yan Qingshan, Du Jingsong, and Leng Ning were naturally unwilling to accept defeat. They used the last of their strength to get up, preparing to attack the Yan Family members once more.
Their eyes were filled with bloody, violent intent, as if they wanted to drag the Yan Family members down with them to their deaths.
But Yan Haichuan gave them no such chance.
With a single, elegant roundhouse kick, he sent the first to charge—Yan Qingshan—crashing to the ground.
Yan Qingshan’s body carved an arc through the air before slamming viciously onto the ground, unmoving.
Against the power of a single kick from Yan Haichuan, a Middle Stage Creation Realm expert, Yan Qingshan—who was only at the early stage—was completely overwhelmed.
Next, Yan Haichuan casually sidestepped the attacks from Shen Zhengye and Du Jingsong, then struck them down with a single, forceful blow.
As for Leng Ning, Yan Haichuan reached out, grabbed her by the throat, and casually tossed her to Yan Duo. "Deal with her as you see fit."
"Thank you, Third Grand-uncle!" Yan Duo, with only one arm remaining, seized Leng Ning’s throat in a reverse grip.
Finally, Yan Haichuan’s gaze fell upon Shen Lingxue once more. "I will give you one minute to consider..."
RUMBLE... CRACK!
Just then, another explosive peal of thunder rolled down from the heavens, once again striking the herb garden.
"How can this be?"
Yan Haichuan’s heart suddenly clenched.
If the first lightning bolt striking the herb garden was a coincidence...
Then the second one was far too much of a coincidence!