Xing Tiexin returned at so unknown ti, joining forces with Yang Zhen to seriously wound Zhao Zun, effectively neutralizing the threat.
On the other side, ng Shuxuan, riding the Golden-winged Roc, had also cleared out the remaining Flower Raccoon Demons.
Wherever the Golden Wind reached, no demon could survive!
"Yang Zhen, how dare you kill !" Zhao Zun, now gravely injured, was pinned to the ground by Xing Tiexin’s spear, and he roared angrily, staring fiercely at Yang Zhen.
Yang Zhen’s face showed a mix of emotions.
Unlike Song Changming, who was decisive and could kill Zhao Liang without hesitation, he was quite wary of the Zhao Family behind Zhao Zun.
If he were to strike Zhao Zun down now, it might lead to irreconcilable enmity with the entire Zhao Family.
He had no power or influence in the city and understood well the imnse power of these top noble families after struggling for so many years.
The strength of a family lies not in individuals but in the deep foundations accumulated over thousands of years!
Normally, an individual is insignificant in front of such a massive entity and cannot possibly oppose it.
Everything he had worked for could vanish, and he could even lose his life.
He didn’t have Song Changming’s miraculous ace of Nirvana Rebirth; every decision he made had no chance for a do-over, forcing him to tread carefully on thin ice in the face of this colossal threat from the Zhao Family.
"Yang Zhen, you’d better let go, or else..." Zhao Zun coughed up blood and sneered.
"We can’t let him go! Today we must kill him, or how will we answer to our fallen brothers!" Xing Tiexin shouted angrily, glaring at the silent Yang Zhen.
He stared at Yang Zhen, showing no sign of cowardice.
"But if we kill him, when the Zhao Family settles this, not only you and I, but even our surviving brothers without power, along with their wives and children, might face retaliation from the Zhao Family! What then..."
Yang Zhen’s lips moved slightly as he spoke his concerns through voice transmission.
It’s not that he feared death, but he bore too much; killing Zhao Zun was indeed a huge matter!
One he might not be able to bear...
"But if we don’t kill him, will he just let us go free?!" Xing Tiexin was stunned at first, then asked with gritted teeth.
Yang Zhen fell silent.
Indeed, regardless of whether they killed or didn’t kill, today they had already thoroughly offended Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang.
Letting Zhao Zun go would be like letting a tiger return to the mountain.
"Let kill him. If there is an inquiry, I’ll take full responsibility," Song Changming said as he landed.
He had also heard the two’s conversation and could understand Yang Zhen’s concerns for the bigger picture.
The Zhao Family residing in the Core City was indeed too powerful for one or two people to contend with.
"No, this started because of us, so we should bear it together," Xing Tiexin imdiately rejected Song Changming’s offer.
"That’s right, Changming, don’t underestimate us," Yang Zhen also said seriously.
Although he had concerns, he wasn’t willing to sacrifice Song Changming for his own peace of mind.
Song Changming scratched his head and frankly said, "I’ve already killed that old man from the Zhao Family; one more won’t matter."
"What!"
Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin froze in place, speaking in unison.
Even Zhao Zun, pinned to the ground and gravely injured, stiffened, staring in astonishnt at Song Changming.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
Zhao Zun seed to hear the biggest joke.
He knew his family elder’s strength the best; even in old age, there was no way soone like Song Changming, a military commander, could be a match, let alone kill him.
"Kid, what’s the use of tricking like this!" Zhao Zun said coldly.
"If that old man wasn’t killed by , where could he possibly be now?" Song Changming glanced at him, approaching slowly with a calm deanor.
"This..." Yang Zhen and Xing Tiexin actually started to believe a little.
They knew Song Changming rarely joked and wouldn’t say sothing so serious lightly.
However, this matter was quite astonishing, making it hard for the two to digest.
"You’re talking nonsense!" Zhao Zun cursed, his ntality becoming increasingly imbalanced.
What Song Changming ntioned also echoed his doubts.
Zhao Liang had yet to appear — this was the reality!
Within the range of his perception, there was no trace of his elder’s presence.
An unsettling thought took root and grew within him; he was becoming doubtful.
Seeing the three shaken by his words, Song Changming didn’t delay, placing the blade on Zhao Zun’s neck.
This ti, Yang Zhen did not obstruct him.
Since Zhao Liang was already dead, and the matter couldn’t be reversed, Zhao Zun’s life no longer seed important.
As for who would kill, it made no difference; they wouldn’t sever their ties with Song Changming.
"No..." Zhao Zun sensed the unmistakable murderous intent emanating from Song Changming’s body.
At this mont, he truly panicked.
For he knew, even the Zhao Family behind him couldn’t save him now.
"I didn’t want to kill you; why force my hand?" Song Changming slowly placed the blade on his neck.
"I was wrong, it was my fault, I..."
Zhao Zun completely let go of his pride, apologizing to the people he had always looked down upon, including Song Changming, who he considered lowly.
However, before he could finish his sentence, Song Changming’s blade moved, easily severing his head.
Zhao Zun didn’t even have ti for a final scream.
"Phew..."
Yang Zhen exhaled deeply, still feeling a heavy weight in his heart.
For now, they were safe, but the real challenge awaited them upon their return.
Or maybe, should they really return...
At this mont, Yang Zhen even entertained thoughts of abandoning everything in the main city to lead his family far away.
Perhaps only by staying far from Cui Bai Dao, where the Zhao Family was, could they be sowhat safe.
Elsewhere, Song Changming also let out a long breath, the Armor Seals on his body receding.
The boiling qi and blood, stimulated by his Secret Technique, also gradually cald.
A long-lost sense of weakness began to envelop him, almost making him exhausted and causing him to sit down heavily to rest.
He hadn’t felt this tired in a long ti.
This fight against Zhao Liang, a formidable foe in the Innate Perfection Realm, was a true test and challenge for him.
The entire battle process was not easy.
Don’t be deceived by Zhao Liang’s exhaustion and eventual defeat at Song Changming’s hands.
If Zhao Liang had held on a little longer, it might have been Song Changming who succumbed.
Currently, his stamina, spirit, qi and blood, Gang Qi, all were depleted.
Even his Immortal Body, with its accelerated healing, required vast energy from within to heal his injuries, which was not possible out of thin air.
Today, his injuries might have been more than those accumulated over the past ten years combined.
Without those twenty Armor Seals protecting him, Zhao Liang would have been enough to kill him a thousand tis over!
"Changming, how are you?" Yang Zhen asked with concern.
"I’m fine, just too tired, need to rest a bit," Song Changming waved his hand.
"Alright," Yang Zhen nodded, instructing the heavily wounded Xing Tiexin to rest as well, and then went to gather the commanders to count the casualties of this battle.
Particularly for the troops led by Xing Tiexin, the situation was worriso; many commanders were lost in this battle!
Xing Tiexin naturally understood this point, his face somber.
"Damn Zhao Zun, damn Zhao Family!" Xing Tiexin gritted his teeth.
He hated Zhao Zun and Zhao Liang to the core for the loss of so many brothers.
Their n hadn’t died at the hands of the Demon Race but rather at the hands of their own side.
Song Changming pulled so jerky from his Storage Pouch, munching on it.
At this mont, eating was the best way to replenish energy lacking in all aspects.
Therefore, he always had plenty of powerful Demon Beast jerky for ergencies.
After downing several large pieces, he sowhat regained his qi power and wasn’t entirely drained.
"General, what do we do now..." a commander asked, stuttering as he eyed Zhao Zun’s headless corpse.
"If this matter is pursued, I am the one who killed; I’ll take full responsibility," Song Changming told the commanders.
The commanders exchanged glances, unsure of what to say.
They only knew this was a catastrophe waiting to happen.
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