Family Cultivation: True Dragon Immortal Tree

Ye Shengyu stood on the deck, looking at the night sky in the distance.

He knew that this was just the first challenge on their way to escape, and there might be more difficulties waiting for them in the future.

After half a month of careful hiding, Ye Shengyu finally successfully contacted the messenger at the command center.

The messenger brought new instructions: all surviving human monks need to travel 30,000 miles northwest to reach a new assembly point. There, they will regroup their forces and follow the orders of their new leader.

After learning the news, Ye Shengyu didn't dare to show any slights.

He immediately summoned his family members, ordered the removal of the magic circle hiding them, and prepared to set off.

"Everyone, we have received new instructions."

Ye Shengyu announced to everyone, "We are going to the new assembly point immediately. The journey is long and there may be dangers. Everyone must stay vigilant."

Following Ye Shengyu's order, the huge battleship slowly took off.

The monks of the Ye family are in their respective positions, some control the battleship, some are responsible for guarding, and some are ready to deal with possible emergencies at any time.

The battleship broke through the air and sped towards the northwest.

During the three-day journey, they maintained a high degree of vigilance at all times for fear of encountering an enemy ambush again.

Fortunately, the journey was relatively uneventful and we encountered no major obstacles.

When Ye Shengyu led the fleet to the new assembly point, he was stunned by the sight before him.

The power gathered here far exceeded his expectations.

Looking around, the sky is densely covered with all kinds of warships and flying magic weapons. The ground is crowded with people. The monks are coming and going, busy.

Ye Shengyu roughly estimated that there were at least 50,000 monks gathered here.

What shocked him even more was that he saw a large number of high-level monks.

There are actually more than a hundred fifth-level Yushu Realm masters, and their auras are so powerful that people dare not look directly at them.

There are more than 2,000 fourth-level Taoist monks, and their presence has greatly increased the concentration of spiritual energy in the entire assembly area.

In the sky, more than seventy fourth-order battleships were hovering. They were huge in size and exuded a heart-stopping pressure.

As for the third-level Zifu monks, there are countless of them, and they form the backbone of this army.

In addition to the human monks, Ye Shengyu also noticed nearly five hundred monster beasts of level four or above roaring and flying in the sky.

These monsters are huge in size and have ferocious auras. They are obviously allies of the human race, preparing for the upcoming war.

After Ye Shengyu led his family members to find the designated location and settle down, he soon heard who the commander-in-chief of this operation was—a powerful person named Panshi, a first-level master of the sixth-level Yuan Shen Realm.

This news made everyone feel excited. Having such a strong person in charge undoubtedly greatly enhanced their confidence.

The next day, when all the monks had arrived, Patriarch Panshi finally appeared.

On the third day, he stood on a high platform and spoke to everyone in a loud voice.

"Comrades!"

Patriarch Panshi's voice was full of majesty, "Last time our monks were ambushed and suffered heavy losses. Countless compatriots died tragically at the hands of our enemies. We must avenge this hatred! We must avenge this hatred!"

His words resonated with everyone, and the atmosphere instantly became heated.

"This time, we have assembled unprecedented strength. We will make the enemy pay the price and avenge the dead compatriots!"

Ancestor Panshi continued, "I believe that as long as we unite as one, we will be able to win!"

As Patriarch Panshi's words fell, the scene erupted into loud shouts.

All the monks raised their fists and shouted to avenge their compatriots.

Ye Shengyu and the monks of the Ye family are no exception. Their eyes are burning with the flame of revenge.

After the mobilization, Patriarch Panshi began to deploy the battle plan.

He divided the entire army into sixteen groups, each led by a powerful monk.

The Ye family's team was assigned to the command of a real person at the ninth level of Yushu Realm.

"The action begins!"

Following Patriarch Panshi's order, sixteen teams rushed out like arrows from a bow string, galloping towards the enemy's gathering place.

Ye Jia's team is located on the left wing of the entire offensive formation.

Their lineup is equally amazing: eight Yushu realm real people charge forward with a rainbow of momentum; twelve fourth-order high-grade battleships follow closely behind, exuding heart-stopping coercion; and behind them are huge fourth-order monks Groups of monsters and beasts, their numbers are daunting.

As they approached the enemy's assembly area, Ye Shengyu felt unprecedented tension and excitement.

He knew that this would be a tragic battle, but they had no choice. They must go all out for the future of the human race.

"Ready to fight!"

Following the command from the real leader, the entire team instantly entered a fighting state.

The Yushu Realm masters took the lead in launching an attack, and their spells fell on the enemy like heavenly punishment.

Immediately afterwards, the battleship began to fire powerful spiritual cannons, blasting the enemy's defense lines into pieces.

The fourth-level monks followed closely behind. They either cast spells or offered magic weapons, and launched a fierce attack on the enemy.

The monster beasts were not to be outdone. They roared and charged towards the enemy formation, their claws and fangs tearing apart all the enemies in front of them.

Ye Shengyu stood on the battleship and directed his family members to participate in the battle.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions: excitement for the coming victory and sadness for the cruelty of war.

As the battle deepened, the entire battlefield fell into chaos.

The light of magic, the gleam of magic weapons, and the roar of monsters intertwined to form a spectacular and terrifying picture.

This is the war in the world of cultivation, cruel and inevitable.

Ye Shengyu stood on the command platform of the warship, his eyes like torches, scanning the chaotic battlefield. He took a deep breath and issued an attack order: "Four fourth-level top-grade warships, follow me! Eight fourth-level top-grade monsters, follow me to attack!"

Following his order, four mighty warships slowly took off, and eight huge monsters also roared and rushed forward.

Ye Shengyu's goal was clear-the enemy's fourth-level monster group.

"Found the target!"

A tribe member shouted loudly, "Northwest, about fifty miles away, a group of fourth-level monsters are wreaking havoc!"

A cold light flashed in Ye Shengyu's eyes, "Full speed ahead! Prepare the main gun and lock the target!"

The engine of the warship roared, rushing towards the target like thunder.

At the same time, eight fourth-level monsters also accelerated their charge, their eyes flashing with bloodthirsty light.

When the distance between the two sides was shortened to two miles, Ye Shengyu gave an order: "Fire!"

In an instant, the four warships fired their main guns at the same time, and the dazzling beams of light cut through the sky and hit the enemy monster group directly.