My Ares Son-in-Law

Outside the banquet, the night wind was chilling, swirling up fallen leaves that made a mournful sound.

A black pickup truck rolled over the gravel on the winding mountain road, the roar of its engine particularly clear in the silent night, before coming to an abrupt stop.

At the rear of the carriage, a black shroud lay flat, exuding an ominous stillness.

In Xiao Chen's eyes, someone like Ao Tianchen doesn't deserve a coffin at all; he only deserves to be wrapped in this shroud and then thrown into the wild to be fed to wolves!

Xiao Chen pushed open the car door, his black robe blending into the night, with only his eyes gleaming with a terrifying blood-red light under the dim streetlights, and his murderous aura almost solidifying.

"Alliance Leader, the elite forces of the War God Alliance are already in position at the foot of the mountain and ready to provide support at any time." Di Tianyan stepped forward quickly and asked in a low voice, "This mission is dangerous. Ao Tianchen has laid a trap. We really don't need them..."

"No need."

Xiao Chen raised his hand to interrupt him, his five fingers gripping the edge of the shroud, and gently lifted it.

The shroud, weighing over a hundred pounds, suddenly rose into the air as if it were nothing, landing steadily on his shoulder, as if he were carrying not a shroud, but an ordinary piece of clothing.

Di Tianyan's pupils contracted slightly, his heart filled with shock. To attend the banquet celebrating his re-election while carrying a shroud, such arrogance and domineering behavior could probably only be done by the person in front of him in the entire Dragon Kingdom!

"Ao Tianchen, I will kill him myself." Xiao Chen, carrying a black shroud on his shoulder, strode forward, each step steady and powerful, causing the ground to tremble slightly. "As for those clowns in the provincial capital's martial arts world,"

He paused, his voice icy, carrying an undeniable killing intent:
"If anyone dares to block our way, we will slaughter them all."

My footsteps crunched through the fallen leaves, making a "crunch" sound.

Tonight, he will raze the Xunjiang Group to the ground, massacre the New Martial Arts Association, and show the entire Northwest...
The God of War has returned, and blood debts must be repaid in blood!
Inside the banquet hall, a terrifying pressure surged like a tide, making it hard to breathe.

Liu Jianming's arm bones were shattered, and he was in so much pain that he almost fainted, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to utter a single beg for mercy.

Yun Miao was shielded by Yun Jingtian and his wife, blood constantly spilling from the corner of her mouth, but her eyes grew increasingly resolute; Yun Jingtian trembled as he wiped the blood from his wife's face with a handkerchief, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness.

"It's almost time." Ao Tianchen glanced at his watch, a playful smile appearing on his face. He laughed loudly, "Gentlemen, the auspicious hour is approaching, but it seems our distinguished guest is too afraid to come..."

The words stopped abruptly.

"Boom!"

The two incredibly heavy, carved wooden doors of the banquet hall were flung open as if struck by a tremendous force!

A biting night wind swept into the hall, carrying a chill with it. The candlelight flickered wildly, casting interplay of light and shadow, like a ghostly dance.

A tall figure stood against the light at the doorway, the black shroud on his shoulders fluttering in the night wind like a black ghost. The killing intent emanating from him was as sharp as a knife, almost tearing the air apart.

The guests all turned around at once, gasps of shock and fear filling the air.

Xiao Chen stepped over the threshold with steady steps, and the shroud on his shoulder was suddenly slammed to the ground!
"Oh!"

A dull, loud bang reverberated throughout the hall, instantly cracking the blue bricks on the floor with fine lines, and causing the cups and plates on the table to shake violently, splashing wine everywhere.

He raised his eyes, his bloodshot gaze piercing through the crowd like a hawk's, piercing straight at Ao Tianchen with a furious intent capable of destroying the world.

"I heard you were waiting for me?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, instantly dropping the temperature in the entire Xunjiang Group's new factory area to freezing point, as if the air itself had solidified.

Even more terrifying was the murderous aura surging around him, with visible crimson mist rising and swirling. When his eyes swept across the hall, every guest felt a chill run down their spine and instinctively retreated. "That's... a shroud... he actually brought a shroud in?!"

"It's a devil! That madman Xiao Chen who wiped out the Qingyang Sword Sect and killed Li Sheng overnight!"

"He really dares to come? Ao Tianchen has deployed so many experts, is he walking right into a trap?"

Whispers rippled through the room, but no one dared to speak loudly, for fear of angering this menacing figure.

Qin Xianglan, who had been leaning lazily against the back of her chair, leaned forward slightly. For the first time, her beautiful eyes revealed genuine curiosity and wonder. She quickened the rhythm of her fingertips tapping the table, and a faint, intriguing smile curved her lips.

At Wang Kun's table, the three people were deathly pale, their bodies trembling slightly.

"What a foolish act..." Zhou Yanhe muttered to himself, his voice filled with despair, "This isn't saving people, it's clearly going to our deaths... Ao Tianchen's strength is simply beyond his ability to contend with!"

Doorway.

Xiao Chen moved.

He clutched the hundred-pound shroud in his hand, his steps steady as he strode across the scattered wood chips and fragments. With each step, a fine crack spread across the blue bricks beneath his feet, creating a terrifying sight.

"Stop him!"

At Ao Tianchen's command, five figures sprang up from both sides! They were all top retainers of the New Martial Arts Association, with the lowest cultivation level being the peak of Dark Force. The swords and sabers in their hands gleamed with cold light, exuding a chilling killing intent, instantly sealing off all of Xiao Chen's angles of advance and retreat!

"Xiao Chen, today is your death day!" the leading retainer shouted fiercely, swinging his sword straight at Xiao Chen's neck, the blade whistling sharply.

Faced with the five murderous intents coming at him, Xiao Chen's eyes flashed with blood-red light, and he did not flinch at all.

Just as the five men closed to within three feet of each other,

His shoulder suddenly sank, he grabbed the corner of the shroud with one hand, and his waist twisted abruptly!

"Waaaaah!!"

The black shroud transformed into a dark shadow that blotted out the sky, sweeping out with a ghostly shriek that tore through the air! The five elders didn't even have time to change their moves; they only felt a terrifying force crashing down on them, leaving them no room to resist!
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Five muffled thuds exploded almost simultaneously! The five people were sent flying backward like kites with broken strings, crashing into the beams and pillars on both sides of the hall and smashing through the solid walls. When they landed, they were no longer human, blood gushing out, and they instantly stopped breathing.

The entire room was filled with shock and deathly silence.

Who the hell would use a shroud as a weapon?! And how could it unleash such terrifying power?!
Before the shock had subsided, more than ten martial arts experts surrounded them from all directions.

These people learned their lesson and no longer approached rashly. Instead, they quickly formed a true energy array. The true energy of more than ten people interacted with each other, turning into an invisible cage. With the aura of suppressing all things, it pressed down hard on Xiao Chen!

"Those who stand in my way," Xiao Chen said slowly, his voice icy and devoid of any emotion, "will die."

He gripped the heavy shroud tightly with both hands, pushed off with his feet, and suddenly rose into the air!
"Boom!!"

The entire banquet hall shook violently, as if an earthquake had struck!
In his hands, the shroud transformed into a gigantic meat grinder, sweeping horizontally, slashing vertically, and smashing diagonally! The soft cloth in his hands was more terrifying than the sharpest swords, and wherever it passed, blood and flesh flew and screams echoed!

It's practically an indestructible weapon of mass destruction! (End of Chapter)