Chapter 1762: Reverse

Wang Youjun secretly transmitted a message, instructing his companions to keep an eye on Yun Jianyue and Xie Daoyun.

The elders nodded in agreement. However, just as Wang Youjun was about to rush to the platform to retrieve the three divine talismans, the elders also made their move. But instead of attacking Yun Jianyue and Xie Daoyun, they too charged towards the three divine talismans on the platform.

"Eighth Elder, what are you doing?" Wang Youjun exclaimed, both shocked and furious. He had never expected them to make such a choice.

One of them, clearly the "Eighth Elder" he addressed, smiled and said, "As the saying goes, divine talismans belong to the capable. If the patriarch can obtain them, why can't we?"

Wang Youjun's face darkened. "Are you planning an insurrection?"

Another person replied, "Patriarch, you're taking this too seriously. We are all members of the Wang family. Whoever obtains them will be contributing to the family. What's wrong with that?"

Wang Youjun's face turned ashen. "I am the patriarch. It is only right that these divine talismans are under my control. If everyone takes one, orders will come from multiple sources, and won't the Wang family fall into chaos?"

"Why would it fall into chaos? For so many years, the Wang family has become a top family in the world precisely because of the mutual supervision and promotion between the patriarch and the council of elders. But now, in your generation, after you obtained that special red glow yellow talisman, everything has changed."

"If you, the patriarch, obtain the three divine talismans, what hope do we have? We'd probably end up like those who were just thrown into the thunder-storm."

"Alright, alright, so you've been colluding all along," Wang Youjun said, laughing in anger. "But do you really think a few of you can snatch the divine talismans from my hands?"

"Naturally, we're not your match individually, but with the four of us united, why should we fear you?" one long-bearded elder retorted directly. "Are you relying on that useless son of yours who only knows how to play with women?"

Wang Neishi, who had been watching the sudden turn of events from a distance, dumbfounded, instantly flushed red, feeling the insult directed at him.

Wang Youjun's eyes grew cold. Just as he was about to make a move, the Eighth Elder spoke up first: "Patriarch, whether you or we obtain them, at least they will remain in the hands of the Wang family. It's like keeping the wealth within the family. But if we fight until we're both injured, it will only benefit those two women, and that would be a tremendous loss."

"Indeed. How about we first work together to deal with them, and then dispute the ownership of these three talismans?" Wang Youjun nodded.

Xie Daoyun was startled and quickly retreated a few steps, becoming highly vigilant.

Yun Jianyue, however, secretly transmitted a message to her: "Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Xie Daoyun was taken aback, not understanding Yun Jianyue's confidence, especially since they were currently at a significant disadvantage.

Just then, the Eighth Elder shook his head. "Patriarch, you've misunderstood. My intention is for you to stop the two women, while we retrieve the three talismans."

Wang Youjun's face darkened. "Are you mocking me?"

"Of course not," the Eighth Elder explained. "You, Patriarch, are the strongest. If we attack together with you, there's no guarantee you wouldn't ambush us mid-way, leaving us unable to resist."

"On the contrary, even if we obtain the divine talismans, with our current strength, it would merely close the gap between us and you. You wouldn't need to be overly concerned."

"But if you obtain the divine talismans, all of us would be at your mercy. In such a situation, we would have no choice but to attack you first."

Xie Daoyun, listening from afar, was dumbfounded. She found herself increasingly admiring Yun Jianyue, whose grasp of human nature was truly far beyond her own.

"Threatening me?" Wang Youjun laughed in exasperation.

"It's not a threat, merely a logical discussion," the Eighth Elder stated. "Afterward, you would still be the patriarch, and you'd have us as powerful allies. All the other prominent families in the world combined wouldn't be able to surpass our Wang family."

"Eighth Elder, I must say, you are indeed skilled at manipulating people's minds. However, you've misjudged one thing." Wang Youjun sighed.

The Eighth Elder's heart sank. "What?"

"You've overestimated yourselves, and you've underestimated me!" As soon as his words fell, Wang Youjun moved like lightning, rushing towards the weakest of the four, the long-bearded elder.

The long-bearded elder was greatly alarmed. While dodging sideways, he unleashed all his unique techniques and magic artifacts without reservation, attacking the suddenly appearing Wang Youjun.

To his surprise, a blank scroll suddenly appeared in Wang Youjun's hand. Seeing this, a hint of fear flashed in the long-bearded elder's eyes, but it was too late to withdraw his attacks.

The moment his hand touched the scroll, he vanished with a whoosh. When he reappeared, he was already inside the painting.

He could be seen roaring repeatedly within the painting, attempting to break free.

At this moment, Wang Youjun already held a brush, which danced with fluid strokes, swiftly completing the character "Death" (死) in the air.

Upon seeing the character, a flicker of despair crossed the long-bearded elder's eyes within the painting. He struggled even more fiercely, knowing that once the character was complete, he would be finished.

Although he was the weakest among the four in cultivation, their combined combat power represented the pinnacle of the entire Wang family. With his life at stake, he erupted with immense energy, and the scroll began to show cracks, as if it could shatter at any moment.

Just then, the other three elders rushed over to assist.

"Let go!" one of them, wielding a long saber, shouted. As the saber was drawn, countless terrifying saber qi blasted towards Wang Youjun's hand.

If Wang Youjun didn't dodge, even if he managed to complete the "Death" character, he would certainly lose his hand.

However, to everyone's surprise, Wang Youjun did not stop at all, still completing the "Death" character.

It had to be admitted that his calligraphy was magnificent and powerful, almost the best they had ever seen.

The "Death" character quickly emitted a red glow and landed on the scroll. The violently shaking scroll instantly quieted down. The long-bearded elder, who had been struggling and roaring in the painting, had a look of horror on his face but was now completely still. He was dead.

Yun Jianyue, observing this scene from a distance, mused that it was somewhat similar to Yu Yanluo's ability, but Wang Youjun's methods were clearly much more cunning and unpredictable.

Yet, at the same moment, the myriad saber shadows had already struck Wang Youjun's hand.

Given the sharpness of the saber qi, his arm would certainly be lost from this strike, and with the qi invading his body, Wang Youjun would likely be severely wounded and lose his combat ability.

But to everyone's utter astonishment, the saber qi that struck Wang Youjun's hand vanished without a trace, like a clay ox sinking into the sea.

The very next moment, all the saber qi suddenly reappeared around the saber-wielder, engulfing him instantly.

With a horrific scream, the saber-wielder was directly torn into minced flesh by the terrifying saber qi.

The Eighth Elder and the other remaining elder stopped in their tracks and retreated, gazing at Wang Youjun with extreme horror.

They had initially thought that the four of them combined could easily overwhelm him, but unexpectedly, two of them were killed in the blink of an eye. The situation had instantly reversed.

"You can reflect the opponent's attacks?" the Eighth Elder said with a gloomy face. This was entirely beyond their expectations; they had never imagined he possessed such a formidable ability.

Wang Youjun smiled faintly. "Now you know how terribly wrong you were, don't you?"

"I refuse to believe you can reflect everything!" the Eighth Elder roared, suddenly conjuring a talisman. A wisp of azure flame surged directly towards Wang Youjun.

At the same time, the other elder also made his move, unleashing a storm that accompanied the flame.

With the wind fueling the fire, it instantly became an overwhelming blaze.

Yun Jianyue's expression sharpened. She had originally planned to observe the situation and reap the benefits later, but the situation was changing too rapidly.

Without any further hesitation, she rushed directly to the platform with Xie Daoyun, aiming to secure the divine talismans first.

Just then, the immense firestorm had already engulfed Wang Youjun.

The Eighth Elder let out a sigh of relief. His opponent specialized in calligraphy and painting, and his own flame was precisely its nemesis. With the Tenth Elder's wind to assist, it would be enough to burn Wang Youjun to ashes. He wondered if Wang Youjun's reflection ability could truly work against non-physical elemental forces.

The firestorm swept past, leaving the spot where Wang Youjun had stood completely empty.

"Could he have been completely incinerated? But Wang Youjun shouldn't have put up no resistance at all." The Eighth Elder's heart sank. Suddenly, the surroundings grew hot. He looked down and instantly felt his soul almost leave his body.

Large patches of azure flames had already erupted around him. His pupils constricted as the flames instantly burned through him to his very bones.

The Tenth Elder fared no better on the other side; with a horrific scream, he was torn limb from limb by a swift tornado.

Meanwhile, Wang Youjun's figure appeared before Yun Jianyue. At her first sight of him, Yun Jianyue instantly activated her Blood Sea Domain, painting the surroundings a vibrant red.

Wang Youjun's heart trembled. Who was this woman, to be able to gather such terrifying killing intent?

Yun Jianyue said coldly, "In my domain, your strange reflection ability will be ineffective against me."

At the same time, she gently patted Xie Daoyun with her other hand, sending her with a soft push onto the platform, just a step away from the three divine talismans.

Just as Xie Daoyun's fingers were about to touch the three talismans, a cold snort suddenly rang out:

"Shifting Shadow Talisman!"

A yellow talisman in Wang Youjun's hand instantly burned away. Almost simultaneously, Xie Daoyun's grasp found nothing. She looked up in astonishment, realizing she was no longer on the platform but in the spot where Wang Neishi had been standing earlier.

Meanwhile, Wang Neishi had replaced her, standing on the platform and seizing one of the talismans.