Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

"Red Flame Fury, scorch the heavens and boil the seas!"

In front of the city wall, besides a small number who had already scaled the wall, over two hundred thousand soldiers of the Red Flame Army, following behind Hou Yucheng, shouted these eight words in unison. They simultaneously practiced the Holy Army Code, and a red aura instantly appeared on everyone.

In an instant, the temperature around them soared, as if the heaven and earth had transformed into a giant furnace.

Whether it was Black Yan, Black Ting—two great powers of the shattered realm—or the four hundred thousand Hei Miao army that burst out from the city, they all distinctly felt it.

The temperature, abnormally high!

A wave of heat came head on; six streams of Galaxy Blade Qi had not even reached the Red Flame Army before they were completely neutralized by this wave of heat, causing Black Ting and Black Yan's expressions to instantly turn extremely grim.

They had withheld their actions for so long primarily for two reasons. One was to deceive the Hexi army, waiting for them to break through the city gate before allowing the four hundred thousand strong from within to surge out, catching the Red Flame Army off guard. Secondly, they were aware that Hou Yuxiao was also there, and they were concerned that acting prematurely would draw him out as well.

But at this moment, feeling that wave of heat from the Red Flame Army, they suddenly realized that the enemy didn't even need Hou Yuxiao to act. Just the nearly three hundred thousand of the Red Flame Army alone were more than they could handle.

At the front of the army, Hou Yucheng's Divine Origin, which had now turned fiery red, showed his cultivation of the Red Flame Fury Holy Army Code. Once an army of significant scale began cultivating, the aura inside every soldier would transform into the army's collective Qi.

Hou Yucheng's eyes, previously tightly closed, suddenly opened as he raised the Demon Blade in his hands, now turned crimson, high into the sky. A fiery red Qi instantly shot upwards, merging and intermingling with the heat aura emitted by all the soldiers of the Red Flame Army behind him, and then, a forward slash.

Hum...

The sky full of heat waves seemed to ignite at Hou Yucheng's slash, first emitting a hum, then all the heat waves instantly turned into flames, nearly covering a stretch of five or six li outside the city walls with the presence of almost three hundred thousand soldiers of the Red Flame Army. Their aura had all turned into flames, and in an instant, it spread over an area of more than ten li.

The sky, the earth, the city walls, in a moment, transformed into a raging fire sea spanning hundreds of li. This was not merely a figure of speech; the entire space was filled with flames, almost obscuring all visibility. Some flames were like trickling streams, others like raging tides in the ocean, and still others like surging waves, quickly overwhelming all soldiers of the Hei Miao army.

Puff...

"Ah..."

"These flames, there's something eerie about them."

"It's all Sword Qi!"

"It's not Sword Qi, it's the Red Flame Army; their attacks, all hidden amidst the flames."

"Help!"

"I don't want to die..."

"Run...run!"

......

Countless screams, wails, and fierce cries filled the fiery sea. Just moments ago, the four hundred thousand Black Armor Army, bursting out of the city with high spirits, had about a hundred thousand of their front part engulfed by the fire sea without a chance, turning into charred bodies that collapsed thunderously, along with their war horses underneath them smelling strongly of charred flesh. The entire battlefield instantly emanated a burnt stench.

The remaining two hundred thousand or so Hei Miao soldiers who had not yet left the city were petrified at this scene; the more alert among them had already started to flee backwards, while those slower to react were directly slain by the Red Flame Army surging out from the fire sea.

"Brothers, follow me in the charge!"

"Kill..."

"Butcher these Nanjiang brats!"

"Charge!!!"

......

Hou Yucheng, wielding his blade, leaped forward crossing the city wall and landing within Hei Miao city, then with a command, hundreds of thousands of the Red Flame Army burst through the fire, like a red tide unleashed from hell, flooding through the cracked opening in the Northern City Wall, and the sounds of blades slicing through flesh filled the air and earth instantly.

The once weak pulse of the Hei Miao army's morale was almost instantly covered by the Red Flame Army's ferocious Qi, forcing the army to retreat in disarray and confusion.

Hou Yucheng, already a burly figure, now delved into the crowd of the Hei Miao army like a demon god wielding a long blade. With every swing of his blade, he could claim the lives of several, if not dozens, including Yinyang Boundary and Yuan Dan Realm masters among the collapsing Hei Miao soldiers. Overwhelmed by the Qi, they could not display their abilities. As advantage built upon disadvantage, Hou Yucheng's strength eclipsed theirs; even they could only flee, let alone those Body-Opening and Martial Artist Realm fighters.

"Spare my life, please!"

"To hell with it, I'm fighting you."

"Running is a dead end anyway, what's there to fear, let's fight them."

"Kill one to break even, running means certain death."

"Please let me go, I don't want to die..."

"I surrender, I surrender!"

"Please mercy, my lord, mercy..."

......

Under the slaughter, the Hei Miao soldiers varied in their behavior — some hysterically resisted to death, some broke down begging for mercy, some ran aimlessly only to die under horse hooves, and some simply dropped their weapons, knelt, and cried out in despair...

War is cruel; once it begins, until it ends, no matter your response, all that awaits is the adversary's blade.

Under Hou Yucheng's lead, the morale of the Red Flame Army, already high, soared even higher with the collapse of the Hei Miao army. Swords, spears, blades, and halberds reaped the lives of countless Hei Miao soldiers on the battlefield. Even those who knelt and begged for mercy could not escape death; paradoxically, those who fought back desperately might seize a slim chance to survive due to the numbers, or occasionally because of the Red Flame Army's overeagerness, but such cases were also minimal.