Only the voice could be heard, not the person. The sound, ethereal and lodic, circled and lingered over the entire Liu Family estate.
A few monts later, several figures in black appeared atop a nearby tree. They looked down with half-lidded, indifferent eyes, staring at the scene below.
"Save... save !"
Liu Bingtian was instantly ecstatic, shouting with all his might, "Ancestor, you must save the Liu Family!"
By seniority, Liu Bingtian should call this elder, Liu Qing, his great-uncle. The mastermind behind this operation had been in contact with Liu Qing.
The dignified Family Head of the Liu Family was now in a pitiful state, slumped in a pool of his own blood—a stark contrast to his usual lofty and imposing deanor.
"No one can stop the person I intend to kill," Wu Xing stated flatly.
WHOOSH!
Liu Qing drifted down from the treetop, a faint smile on his lips. "Just as I said, young man. You are far too arrogant."
"You old bastard, you will surely die today!" Liu Bingtian turned to glare at Wu Xing, a sinister smile spreading across his face. "The depths of my Liu Family's foundation are beyond what a nobody like you could ever imagine. If you know what's good for you, get on your knees, stretch out your neck, and wait for death!"
Now that the Ancestor has appeared, how could a re nobody like him possibly survive?
The surrounding mbers of the Liu Family began to straighten their postures. The fear that had covered their faces slowly dissipated, replaced by a burgeoning ferocity and cruelty. At that mont, they could already envision Wu Xing's grueso demise.
"You were so arrogant just now, weren't you? Looking down on everyone? Why don't you try being arrogant again? Let see it, damn you!" a young man, another hedonist like Liu Cheng, snarled at Wu Xing, his face twisted in a jeer. "You're just a dying old dog! Did you really think my Liu Family would be afraid of you?"
"If I don't skin you alive today, then my surna isn't Liu!" shouted the young man, Liu Xiong. He puffed out his chest, his aura soaring as he carried himself with the heroic air of soone who believed the world was his for the taking.
Wu Xing remained silent, standing quietly with a slight smile playing on his lips.
TAP. TAP. TAP.
Liu Qing approached the rain shed with unhurried steps. "I, Liu Qing, may have long retired from the forefront," he announced, "but as long as I am here, the Liu Family is no place for any Tom, Dick, or Harry to run wild. You have so nerve, coming to my Liu Family to commit murder!"
His tone grew sharp and unbridled, and a boundless killing intent rolled forward with the sound of his voice.
Instantly, all the Liu Family mbers, including Liu Bingtian, were filled with confidence and murderous intent. Their somber eyes were fixed on Wu Xing like a hundred cold, icy blades.
This old fool is tired of living.
"Ancestor, he killed Chuang! You once said he was your favorite!" Liu Bingtian added. "I want him to beg for life and be denied, to plead for death and never receive it!"
"Rest assured, I have no less than a hundred thods of torture," Liu Qing said coldly.
"Heh heh..." Liu Bingtian laughed hideously, his eyes locked on Wu Xing. "Old thing, weren't you going to stand up for that damned bastard? Well, you can go to hell and wait for him there!"
TAP. TAP.
Liu Qing stepped into the rain shed. His wrinkled face was filled with a murderous aura, his deep eyes staring intently at Wu Xing. But just as he was about to speak, his open mouth suddenly froze. Not only that, but his entire body seed to be locked in place.
Imdiately after, his expression changed drastically, as if he had just seen the most terrifying thing in the world.
He staggered back several steps, only stopping when he collided with a pillar.
"Liu Qing, it has been a while," Wu Xing said calmly.
Liu Qing took two deep breaths, his throat burning. "The Elders' Court... the Second Elder... Wu Xing!"
His words landed like a bombshell. In an instant, Liu Bingtian and all the Liu Family disciples trembled violently, feeling as if their very souls had been shattered.
The Elders' Court... the Second Elder... This... what the hell?!
It had never crossed their wildest dreams that such a top-tier figure would personally take to the field, storming the Liu Family just to support the one who had already stepped down from power.
This…
Liu Bingtian collapsed completely, the ferocity and violence from monts before vanishing without a trace. His spirit felt as if it had been sucked dry, leaving behind nothing but a lifeless shell. His ancestor was indeed formidable, but what was he compared to the Second Elder of the Elders' Court? It turned out this was a deathtrap from the very beginning. It wouldn't have mattered even if every ancestor of the Liu Family rose from their graves. It was true. No one could stop the man Wu Xing wanted to kill.
"You... how can you be here?" Liu Qing's face quivered visibly as he stared at Wu Xing in disbelief, his teeth clenched tightly.
"You know full well that even though he stepped down, I will support him to the very end," Wu Xing replied with a hint of a smile. "So, why do you think I'm here?"
"You... this violates the rules!" Liu Qing said darkly.
"Haha!" Wu Xing, a man who rarely laughed, let out a chuckle. "Now you want to talk to about rules?"
Liu Qing's expression shifted through several shades of horror. Then, with a WHOOSH, his figure flashed away, leaving a trail of afterimages in the night as he fled toward the Liu Family estate. He was escaping.
"Still think you can run?"
BOOM!
Wu Xing reached out and slamd his palm down through the air. The very space trembled. A violent shockwave erupted, spreading out in all directions. Walls cracked, tiles flew, and the ground split apart into a web of thick fissures.
At the epicenter, Liu Qing bore the full brunt of the attack. He was slamd to the ground by the single palm strike. The sickening, blood-curdling sound of his bones shattering filled the air, jarring the eardrums. A pool of red spread out from under him—seeping blood. But soon, under the washing of the torrential rain, all that remained was a gradually cooling corpse.
Wu Xing withdrew his hand and stood with his arms clasped behind his back. His hawk-like eyes suddenly shifted to the corner of a nearby roof. "If you dare to interfere again, I will uproot your entire clan!"
"Don't get too arrogant!" a furious voice roared from a shadowy figure there, carrying with it a towering, wave-like aura.
"If you're not convinced, feel free to try . I, Wu Xing, am ready," Wu Xing stated, standing as immovable as a mountain.
The imnse, rolling aura quickly receded, vanishing without a trace. The hidden figure had backed down imdiately.
Nearby, Liu Bingtian sank into absolute despair. With his backer having retreated, what could he possibly do? They didn't even dare to make a move, just ran away… Hah. In the end, no one was reliable.
Wu Xing did not linger. He turned to leave. As he stepped out from under the rain shed, he stomped his right foot lightly on the ground.
BOOM!!
The ground of the entire estate burst apart, sending a torrent of earth and debris gushing into the sky and obliterating everything.
…
「After the rain, the sky cleared.」
It should have been an ordinary day, with people going to work or sipping tea as usual. But with Xue Dalong's re-ergence from seclusion and the challenge he had issued, today's Cangyun City was destined to be different. This was especially true for Chilian Peak.
By this morning, the lush, spring-covered mountain had already gathered a crowd of no less than thirty thousand people. Regardless of their status, they all shared a single purpose: to witness this battle of the ages with their own eyes.
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