Corpse Retriever.

Chapter 320 (End of this volume)

Li Zhuiyuan: "The lights are off."

As soon as he finished speaking, the amber color surrounding them began to burn and began to blur at an extremely fast speed.

Zhao Luhai, who had just recovered from his injuries and stepped out of the protective enclosure, could only take one step; he was unable to take the next.

Not only was his body unable to move, but even his foremost foot began to burn.

Zhao Luhai: "This...this is impossible."

Deep below, the Zhao family ancestors, almost all missing limbs, went mad after realizing they were also on fire.

Some were shouting, some were roaring, some were crying... some were kneeling and kowtowing, not knowing whether they were asking for God's blessing or their ancestors' blessing.

Everything here, including their very existence, is built upon the flame on Zhao Wuyang's head.

The extinguishing of the flames signifies the end of their dream of immortality.

Zhao Luhai: "Why... how could this happen?"

Even now, Zhao Luhai still couldn't understand why, when he was the one who had complete control, the situation suddenly took a sharp turn for the worse, so fast that he didn't have any room to struggle.

Now, all he can do is wait to die.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up unsteadily, first wiping the bloodstains from the corner of his mouth with his right hand, and then wiping his eyes with his left hand.

The boy looked somewhat disheveled.

Fortunately,

He succeeded.

He looked up, opened his eyes, and looked at Zhao Luhai in front of him, then at the Zhao family ancestors below.

Li Zhuiyuan felt that letting them be burned to death was too lenient on them.

After all, they've enjoyed it for so many years.

Although this kind of enjoyment is not only meaningless but also absurd and ridiculous to the boy, he can't help but feel that way.

The boy gently shook his head.

No, that won't work.
We can't let you die so easily.

Li Lan, who had fully recovered from her illness, had begun to distinguish between "human" and "god." In her view, the vast majority of people in the world could not be considered her kind.

Although Li Zhuiyuan's condition has been brought under control and improved, some of his previous ingrained habits have not yet completely disappeared.

Therefore, Zhao Yi's anger when he saw this scene was mainly due to his surname being Zhao and his long-standing belief that his ancestors were his guides in life.

Li Zhuiyuan, on the other hand, seemed to regard Zhao Wuyang as his "kindred spirit," just as he quickly accepted Xue Liangliang back then.

Furthermore, the numerous memorial tablets displayed on the altar in the east wing were also subtly reinforcing this understanding in him.

Therefore, what the Zhao family did to Zhao Wuyang gave Li Zhuiyuan a feeling of "misery loves company".

The boy was truly aware of the anger rising within him.

Li Zhuiyuan cherishes all the emotions that arise from within, and feels that he should give them an explanation.

Coincidentally, having seen so many fish that had grown larger in the fishpond deep within his consciousness, the boy had an idea to give it a try.

I used to just pour feed into the fishpond; I'd never actually fished or netted before.

Since it's the first time doing this, and there are no reference points, you have to figure it out and deduce it all on your own, so it will take some time.

This is, after all, creating a new technique; one could even say it's creating a new secret technique that only Li Zhuiyuan himself can use.

Therefore, Li Zhuiyuan hoped that Zhao Luhai could die slowly, as he would be a perfect experimental subject, including the Zhao family ancestors who were wailing and howling below.

Zhao Luhai is the key to holding things together here; he is doomed, and he has the ability to accelerate this process.

We need to give him something to keep him going, something to motivate him to persevere a little longer.

For example, take the initiative to talk to him.

Coincidentally, Zhao Luhai was also filled with doubts at the moment.

"Your plan is indeed ingenious. I think if you had spent the rest of your life figuring out how to live like a dog guarding its food, instead of using it for something else, I might have found your book in the basement of my house."

"The ancestral home of the Dragon King... the library of scriptures?"

"No, it's the basement of a self-built rural house in Siyuan Village, Shinan Town."

The anger in Zhao Luhai's eyes was almost tangible; he felt that the boy was humiliating him as the victor.

But the fact that the boy was willing to speak to him at this moment was also his urgent need. If he was going to die, he wanted to die knowing the truth!

"Why are you able to light that lamp? Even if you've joined the families of two Dragon Kings, you're still not qualified to use the Dragon King's Lamp."

It can be said that Zhao Luhai has dedicated his entire life to protecting this lamp. He believes that no one in the world understands the characteristics of this lamp better than him.

Even though the boy had mentioned the names of two Dragon King sects, and even if the boy could successfully become a disciple of both Dragon King sects, he still felt that this lamp should not be lit!
Li Zhuiyuan rubbed his eyes again with his left hand, then stretched out his right hand and pointed behind Zhao Luhai at the elder who was stunned by the scene before him, standing like a statue with his mouth agape.

He should know why.

Because I am the sole inheritor of the lineage of Dragon King Qin and Dragon King Liu, from both families of the Dragon Kings.

Zhao Luhai was unaware of the changes in the Qin and Liu families. In his mind, the Dragon King's family was still a magnificent and prosperous entity.

Therefore, he naturally assumed that the boy was a branch extending from the two Dragon King families, but in reality, Li Zhuiyuan was the root from which the two Dragon King families were intertwined.

Before Ah Li formally entered the family, Li Zhuiyuan was the only one of the Qin and Liu families in this generation.

Although the spirits of the ancestors of both families no longer exist, the positions of the two Dragon King families have all fallen on Li Zhuiyuan.

Therefore, the boy is qualified to use this lamp.

This lamp had already been given special properties by Zhao Luhai; its flame was transferred using a special method to the space between Zhao Wuyang's eyebrows deep within the amber.

Li Zhuiyuan neither knew nor could possibly use this special method.

The boy guessed that this was partly because Zhao Luhai was a descendant of Zhao Wuyang, and partly because it was related to the arrangements made when Zhao Wuyang died.

Even a dragon king nearing the end of his lifespan doesn't think about resting quietly in bed, but rather seeks out a powerful evil spirit to help him achieve his final glory in his twilight years.

This is the Dragon King's pride.

Li Zhuiyuan suspected that before Zhao Wuyang perished, he must have handed over some "control" to his descendants in order to suppress something, just like a part of the array's core.

In the wave that the old woman wretched, the boy saw the stone tablet left by Zhao Wuyang, which read: "Wait for the descendants of my Zhao family to come and subdue the demon..."

This Dragon King had extremely high expectations for his descendants.

He hoped that his descendants would inherit his legacy, follow in his footsteps, and take it upon themselves to slay demons and protect humanity, just like the Foolish Old Man's "endless descendants."

Given this idea, it's understandable that one would reserve some means for future generations to help completely eliminate a certain evil entity.

Unfortunately, the performance of the Zhao family descendants disappointed this dragon king who came from humble origins.

Zhao Luhai must have used the methods left by Zhao Wuyang to steal Zhao Wuyang's head from the place of suppression and moved it here.

Zhao Wuyang's original grand ambition of suppressing a region and protecting its peace was transformed into taking care of the Zhao family.

The fire had already reached Zhao Luhai's knees, but he was indeed enduring it, and asked the question he most wanted to know:
"Why did the flame go out when you lit the lamp a second time?"

Li Zhuiyuan didn't rush to answer, but just looked at him calmly, as if deliberately whetting his appetite.

In reality, the boy is already practicing the Black Book Secret Technique in reverse.

……

deep in consciousness.

The main body emerged from the basement, stood on the dam, and looked in the direction of the fishpond.

Although the distance was far, fortunately, the main body had always been too lazy to arrange the scenery of non-important places in his consciousness, so he could see very clearly what was happening at the fishpond.

The main body sees:

Fish are flying above the fishpond.

……

Zhao Luhai: "Tell me, what exactly is this? Why did your second attempt to light the lamp fail? Why!"

Li Zhuiyuan lowered his head to hide the absolute coldness in his eyes.

Lin Shuyou was worried that Xiao Yuan was not feeling well, so he bent down and tilted his head to see Xiao Yuan's complexion.

When Ayou saw those eyes, he was so frightened that his body stiffened and he subconsciously took a few steps back.

He was afraid of this young man, ever since they first met, or now it could be described as awe.

Therefore, when the boy showed this look, Ayou felt as if all his past psychological traumas were being concentrated and erupted.

Zhao Luhai: "Tell me, tell me, why!"

When a lamp is lit and the flame is not on the lamp, theoretically, the lamp cannot be extinguished.

Li Zhuiyuan approved of the process established by Zhao Luhai and chose to respect it.

Therefore, when the boy took the initiative to use this lamp as a means to relight himself, the initial flame would inevitably be transferred to the space between Zhao Wuyang's eyebrows during this process.

Two flames burning on one lamp will inevitably merge together.

In the traditional river-walking ceremony, when you light the lamps a second time to admit defeat, the flames will change. Some people will see a noticeable change while others will see a faint one. The first change occurs when you "announce to Heaven." Heaven tells you through the change in the flames that it has heard your prayer.

Once you finish your proclamation, the change will disappear, and the lamplight will return to its previous normal state, signifying that your surrender and departure from the river have been approved by the will of Heaven.

If Heaven doesn't agree... that's exactly what Zhao Luhai doesn't understand the most, because in his understanding, there's no such thing as a second lamp-lighting surrender and Heaven disagreeing!

If you give up at the wrong time, such as choosing to retreat before a wave is over, the consequences of that wave will still fall on your head, but the light will still make you stay on the right track.

Li Zhuiyuan: "Because I was certain that I would fail to light the lamps a second time."

Terror was already showing in Zhao Luhai's eyes. He realized that he was facing something terrifying, something of a very high level, so much so that even he, a man destined to die, felt a tremor from the depths of his soul:
"Why...why...?"

"Because even the lamp I used to carry me across the river wasn't lit by myself."

Li Zhuiyuan knew long ago that Heaven would not give him a chance to leave the river.

It's hard to imagine how deeply Wei Zhengdao had damaged the Heavenly Dao back then.
But... I can understand it.

Putting everything else aside, just look at people like Wei Zhengdao, who quietly walked down the river and became the Dragon King, but ended up not doing anything a Dragon King should do, not taking any responsibility, as if he had been forcibly strangled by that generation of Dragon Kings.

If I were the will of Heaven, I would not allow a second "Wei Zhengdao" to appear.

Perhaps, Heaven feels that it is not yet time for Heaven to be discarded and its tools used.
Heaven still wants to continue using this sword and is reluctant to destroy it now.

It's also possible that Heaven believes that even with Zhao Luhai in front and the Grand Elder behind, it might not be able to kill him.

If I manage to escape, the lights go out, and I end up on the shore, no longer affected by the river, then I will be completely out of control.

In short, Heaven rejected his request to admit defeat...

Turn on the light.

They wiped it out.

These flames, intertwined and indistinguishable, could not be extinguished separately; they had to be extinguished together. This also extinguished the original flame on Zhao Wuyang's head.

The Way of Heaven is formless; this has always been the style of the question setter.

Therefore, this incident can also be understood as Li Zhuiyuan using the status of the Qin and Liu families' Dragon King sects to forcibly cancel out the spiritual thoughts left by Zhao Wuyang.

Li Zhuiyuan suddenly collapsed to the ground in pain, bleeding from his seven orifices. This was a backlash from the collision of the three Dragon King positions, not a slap in the face from the Heavenly Dao after its rejection.

But Li Zhuiyuan knew the real reason in his heart.

In fact, to avoid being slapped, the boy had sat on the ground and tried various methods in front of the lamp.

As a result, none of them worked.

Therefore, when Li Zhuiyuan stood up and finally decided to use the lamp to relight it, the boy felt a sense of helplessness.

Ugh,
This slap was one she was destined to receive.

Zhao Luhai: "What do you mean by not lighting the lamp yourself?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You can interpret it as, I'm more resilient, I extinguished Zhao Wuyang's lamp, and I killed you."

Zhao Luhai: "A tough life...?"

At this moment, the flames had already reached Zhao Luhai's waist.

They couldn't delay any longer, or it would burn to ashes. And Li Zhuiyuan was finally ready.

The boy raised his head, and when those cold eyes looked at Zhao Luhai, Zhao Luhai felt a pang of fear.

"you……"

Li Zhuiyuan: "You deserve to die, but you shouldn't die so easily."

The boy brought his index and middle fingers together and walked towards Zhao Luhai.

During the journey, Li Zhuiyuan spoke up:

"Hey friend, lend me a ladder!"

Lin Shuyou instinctively leaned forward, raising his right knee forward.

Li Zhuiyuan stepped on Lin Shuyou's knee, leveling the height, and placed his finger on Zhao Luhai's forehead.

It doesn't necessarily require actual contact; it can be sparked from a distance.

However, this was a newly deduced secret technique, and it had never been tested. Moreover, the implications of this secret technique were too great, and Li Zhuiyuan was worried that if it was not handled properly, the secret technique would spread and affect his companions as well.

……

deep in consciousness.

The main body remained standing on the dam, looking towards the fishpond.

He saw it:

Many, many fish, in groups, flew from the fishpond into the sky.

……

A black circle appeared at Li Zhuiyuan's fingertip, and within this circle emanated a despairing darkness.

It was as if all sentient beings in this world were like rice paper soaked in water in the face of this blackness, which was as black as ink and penetrated upon touch.

In an instant, Zhao Luhai felt his consciousness being split into countless fragments, each fragment independently enacting various extreme emotions, and these emotions would eventually be transmitted to him in sync, allowing him to empathize with every part of it.

At this moment, he disregarded time; every second felt like an infinitely long delay.

Within countless fragments, I am wailing, kneeling and begging for an end to this seemingly endless torment.

Death, in the face of such torture, is truly a long-awaited blessing: the notion of "living worse than death" cannot even begin to describe the extent of this suffering.

This is... a hellish realm on a conscious level.

Because Zhao Luhai is the first carrier in this field, what he is experiencing will also be spread and shared to all the Zhao family ancestors deep underground.

In an instant, all the Zhao family ancestors below, whose bodies were mutilated, experienced pain a thousand times more intense than when they were burned earlier!

There were no wails, no sobs, and even those who had been wailing and lamenting all stopped moving.

But this silence can convey a terrifying meaning that all living beings around can perceive.

Lin Shuyou instinctively closed his eyes and covered his ears. He didn't know what he was blocking, but it was his instinct that made him take self-protective actions. It had no practical purpose, he just wanted a sense of psychological security.

The boy screamed in Ayou's mind as if he were going mad:

"No wonder he is the descendant of the Emperor of Fengdu. He should be in Fengdu, he should be in Fengdu!"

Tan Wenbin's five senses were already very sharp, but now he simply shut down his senses and shut himself off.

The four spirit beasts that had already submitted became even more timid, all of them prostrating themselves before Tan Wenbin's consciousness, trembling in fear.

They were terrified that if they made the same mistake again and disobeyed, that person would punish them in this way.

Only Runsheng stood there, his expression unchanged.

The eldest elder, standing on the outer edge of the amber-colored area, was the most affected.

First, he witnessed Zhao Luhai's sudden failure.

To discover that the resting place they had longed for and to which they had paid a heavy price was about to crumble.

Then he sensed the invisible pain emanating from the entire Zhao family.

"Pfft!"

The elder knelt on the ground.

It is said that there is no greater sorrow than a broken heart; at this moment, he was overwhelmed by a multitude of sorrows.

His eyes became vacant, drool dripped from the corner of his mouth, and his lower body, which had regained much of its youthful vitality, was soaked with dark smegma, wetting his trousers.

He's gone mad.

This was something even Li Zhuiyuan hadn't anticipated.

Because the current Grand Elder, after being replenished, is undoubtedly the number one living member of the Zhao family.

While inflicting torture on Zhao Luhai, Li Zhuiyuan was already pondering how to face the Grand Elder next. This should be the most brutal battle in this wave.

As a result, he went mad and became mentally unstable.

Ordinary people might be afraid of madmen, but at their level, their lack of consciousness inevitably means a significantly reduced threat.

"Two dragons, two dragons, hahahahaha, I saw them, two dragons, hahaha!"

The elder began patting his knees, sometimes crying and sometimes laughing.

This sudden change would seem extremely abrupt at other times, but upon reflection, this is the Zhao family's ancestral home, and these are the Zhao family members... so it feels somewhat natural.

This whole family, cut off Zhao Yi's tail, and then cut off Zhao Wuyang's head;
The big lump in the middle is a bunch of scoundrels who can't be brought to the table.

That's good, it saves us from a fierce battle. This was just a temporary wave anyway, so it's normal that not everyone was seriously injured and had to go back in bed.

Upon careful consideration, Li Zhuiyuan realized that he seemed to have suffered the most damage within the team during this wave.

Finally, even the last bit of Zhao Luhai's head was burned away.

Also burned were the ancestors of the Zhao family below.

Li Zhuiyuan withdrew his hand.

For every year of "pleasure" they enjoyed, Li Zhuiyuan returned countless times the extreme torment of conscious perception. Furthermore, this was only the first round.

The rich fragrance of spider lilies wafted over; next, they would be cast into the underworld of Fengdu.

Go and experience... the real hell!

The amber color, which had long since become almost transparent, began to shatter like glass. Not only did the area surrounding Li Zhuiyuan and the others break, but the area below also shattered.

"Crack!"

"boom!"

After losing its bottom support, the ground of the Zhao family ancestral home began to sink.

The good news is that the area where the treasure vault is located was not severely sunken, and the subsidence stopped after a while.

The bad news is that when the amber-colored item burned earlier, it also burned most of the items in the vault.

This fire is no ordinary fire; its nature is very similar to the karmic fire that Li Zhuiyuan controls. It does not burn ordinary things, but it can burn away the characteristics of extraordinary items.

Many precious materials in the treasure trove were burned into construction waste that even construction sites wouldn't want; many treasures were burned into ordinary works of art that couldn't even be considered antiques.

Inside the treasure vault, which was usually closed, the air was incredibly fresh.

Li Zhuiyuan took a deep breath. He had come in a big truck and didn't want to go back empty-handed.

Tan Wenbin used his hands to pry open a cabinet right in front of him. After digging to the very bottom, he breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Brother Xiaoyuan, thankfully, the bottom part wasn't burned and is still usable. The same goes for this part; the bottom is still usable, and the rest should be about the same."

Upon hearing this, Li Zhuiyuan nodded.

That's fine, that's acceptable.

This at least ensured the materials needed for his three sets of talisman armor, as well as the materials needed to set up a permanent array altar in the field behind his great-grandfather's house.

Initial estimates... suggest it's really enough to fill that big truck.

Since we've achieved our initial goals, we have no regrets.

More important than making a fortune is getting rid of Zhao Luhai in this way, keeping everyone in good condition, and smoothly navigating this crisis.

After all, the purpose of accumulating the former is for the latter, so there's no need to put the cart before the horse.

Lin Shuyou: "Wasn't the Three-Eyed Man's fortune completely burned away just like that?"

Tan Wenbin: "Ah You, what are you thinking? That's Zhao Yi's premarital property."

Lin Shuyou: "Huh?"

Tan Wenbin: "Why are you feeling sorry for him? This is something Liang Yan and Liang Li should be thinking about, right, his second aunt?"

Lin Shuyou: "His second uncle!"

Tan Wenbin: "Well, I quite like this generational hierarchy."

"Haha, two dragons, two dragons, I see them, I see them!"

The Grand Elder shouted at Li Zhuiyuan, extremely excited.

After the amber color dissipated and disintegrated, there was no longer any obstruction between the Grand Elder and Li Zhuiyuan and the others.

But Tan Wenbin still went to check the materials in front of him first.

Because no one would think the Grand Elder was faking madness; he was bound to be killed, and he himself knew this, so there was no point in him faking madness.

However, just to be on the safe side, Runsheng immediately gripped the Yellow River shovel and kept a close eye on the Grand Elder as soon as the barrier disappeared.

Once Tan Wenbin confirmed the situation, the pleasant and relaxed atmosphere vanished.

Lin Shuyou stood beside Runsheng, holding two maces, while Tan Wenbin stood behind them.

Be lively when you need to be, and serious when you need to be.

Even if the enemy dies right before their eyes, one likes to grind their bones to ashes, another likes to absorb their souls on the spot, and the third likes to devour them.

In any case, there is no possibility of carelessness leading to a disaster in Li Zhuiyuan's team.

Li Zhuiyuan was exhausted, and his vision was now clouded with a dark red filter.

If the battle goes smoothly, he doesn't plan to use the red line; he'll just watch from the sidelines for now.

However, just as Li Zhuiyuan was about to walk over, he seemed to hear a crisp cracking sound.

The boy stopped and turned around. The lamp that stood there was covered with dense cracks and was about to break.

Li Zhuiyuan walked towards the lamp, waving his hand as he said:
"Tan Wenbin, you're in charge."

"understand!"

Tan Wenbin reached out and patted Lin Shuyou on the shoulder, asking, "Ayou, how are the needles in your body affecting you?"

Jeremy Lin: "Huh? It does have an impact, but I can still play."

Tan Wenbin: "Okay, I understand."

After the questioning ended, Tan Wenbin and Lin Shuyou both fell silent for a moment.

Having gotten used to Brother Xiaoyuan's mental guidance after the red thread was established, Brother Xiaoyuan knew everyone's real-time status perfectly well, even more clearly than the people themselves.

Returning to verbal communication feels really strange, like getting used to making phone calls and then picking up a pen to write letters again.

Tan Wenbin: "Runsheng, go!"

Runsheng darted forward and swung his shovel. The elder was so frightened that he quickly dodged backward, but he was still hit and sent flying backward.

"Lin Shuyou, retreat immediately!"

Lin Shuyou attacked from the side, sweeping his double maces horizontally. The Grand Elder raised his arms to block.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

Two muffled blows, and the elder cried out in pain.

Tan Wenbin breathed a sigh of relief, confirming that this elder was indeed more difficult to kill, but that was all.

Li Zhuiyuan squatted down in front of the lamp, and as the "crack" continued, the lamp shattered completely.

A white halo emerged from within, and immediately showed signs of dissipating.

This is Zhao Wuyang's... last thought.

Logically, this should be given to Zhao Yi, as it is the last trace left in the world by his ancestors.

But it's too late now; the boy doesn't even know where Zhao Yi is.

Furthermore, Li Zhuiyuan didn't know how to seal and preserve such a being, and even if he did... it wouldn't be appropriate to do so.

The aforementioned mental activity was not Li Zhuiyuan laying the groundwork for his "monopolizing" of the property, nor was it about how to explain the matter to Zhao Yi afterward.

If Li Zhuiyuan really wanted to "take it all for himself," he wouldn't care about Zhao Yi's feelings at all.

The key lies in spiritual thoughts, especially the Dragon King's spiritual thoughts. If you are a member of the same family, it's easy to resonate with them. But if someone outside the family tries to forcibly take it away, then good things will turn into deadly poison, equivalent to turning a blessing into a curse.

Li Zhuiyuan simply did nothing and just squatted there, intending to quietly watch it perish.

Let's consider this a final farewell to the Dragon King on his journey through this world.

However, at this moment, the white light took the initiative to drift towards Li Zhuiyuan.

When it came on its own, Li Zhuiyuan didn't shy away.

The boy stretched out his right hand, palm open, and white light fell down.

Upon contact, Li Zhuiyuan felt a warm current flowing from his palm into his body, replenishing his nearly exhausted physique.

And this is only the most basic effect of spiritual thought.

At the same time, a faint sigh reached the boy's ears:

"Sigh, the spirit of your family is gone..."

Without many words, or even any preamble or conclusion, this sentence may simply be an expression of a state of mind or emotion.

Zhao Wuyang had been to Nantong, visited the East Room, and seen the large altar table with rows of empty memorial tablets.

The Dragon King suppressed the martial arts world for generations, and even after his death, the merits he accumulated far surpassed those of the river and lake gods.

Even without selfish motives, the guidance and protection from the unseen forces can still be reflected in future generations.

This is recognized by the Way of Heaven.

Originally, the Dragon King Clan was not lacking in this aspect. After the marriage between Qin and Liu, they should have been the richest in the entire martial arts world.

But Liu Yumei would still find herself at night, repeatedly grumbling and cursing at those memorial tablets.

Because if the family had truly left something behind, their granddaughter wouldn't have been entangled with those evil spirits due to the loss of protection.

Li Zhuiyuan, as the sole inheritor of two Dragon King sects in this era, is even more incredibly wealthy in this regard.

Therefore, Zhao Wuyang gave his last bit of spiritual energy to Li Zhuiyuan.

He felt that the boy had had it too hard and was too pitiful.

It's like looking at a poor child in the same village who has lost both parents and lives alone with his grandmother.

But he seemed to completely ignore the fact that his Zhao family, the Jiujiang Zhao family he had built, had just... almost completely disappeared.

Moreover, it was this very young man who personally destroyed the Zhao family.

The white light completely disappeared into Li Zhuiyuan's palm.

Li Zhuiyuan slowly clenched his fist.

You really have to admire the magnanimity and spirit of this dragon king who rose from humble beginnings.

His affairs after death were not what he desired, and his unfilial descendants could not be blamed on him, especially considering the even more outrageous example set by the Yu family.

In short, Zhao Wuyang's ability to seize the Dragon King's throne in that era was not due to his luck, but rather the luck of that era.

Li Zhuiyuan stood up. Although this was not a miracle drug and the protective effect would be reflected in many details and the future, the boy's eyes were no longer blurry, but clear.

Li Zhuiyuan faced the person in front of him and first solemnly performed the Qin family salute, then the Liu family salute, both of which were the etiquette for elders within the family.

After the ceremony, the young man turned and walked outside.

Over there, the fierce battle raged on, a one-sided affair.

Under Tan Wenbin's direction, the Grand Elder was beaten terribly and seriously injured.

It probably won't be long before it's completely worn down, while its companions, aside from being a bit tired, will be mostly unharmed.

However, when Li Zhuiyuan appeared, the battle situation changed.

It wasn't that the elder had regained his senses, but rather that he was terrified of the boy. Upon seeing the boy emerge, he was provoked into letting out a loud scream, and a surge of power suddenly erupted from his body as he turned and slammed into the slanted courtyard wall.

The ancestral home's formation struck him, but he neither dodged nor avoided it. In an instant, his flesh and bones were rapidly separated.

But with a loud "bang," he actually smashed through the courtyard wall and darted outwards.

This wasn't an accident after he went mad. If the Grand Elder hadn't gone mad, Tan Wenbin and the others wouldn't have been able to fight so easily. Moreover, the Grand Elder would definitely have escaped. And with his deeper understanding of the ancestral home's formation, even facing this modified formation, he would certainly have had a better way to escape, instead of being blasted to the point where he only had one breath left.

Moreover, even if it manages to dash out, how far can it run?
Just chase after him. He can't run very far, and he certainly can't escape the Zhao family's ancestral land.

When Zhao Yi first opened the ancestral land, he left a bloody handprint on the stone tablet, which will completely close the door.

Li Zhuiyuan flicked his hand forward:
"Chase."

……

Below the hillside.

A bloody battle has just come to an end.

The second elder knelt on the ground, leaning on a lantern pole.

Besides the various horrific injuries visible to the naked eye, he was missing an arm and a leg, his stomach was open, and a piece of his head was missing from the side.

On the other side, Bu Chen swayed. He had just released the great demon within him, but he still failed to kill the Second Elder. He was now completely paralyzed.

The golden body of the monk Huiwu had been completely destroyed, leaving only bloodstains.

The small man's chest was sunken, and he was squatting on the ground, unable to even breathe deeply.

Luo An and the Big Woman are both dead.

The chains inside Luo An's body were completely torn out and hung on that rock, with the big woman's body parts scattered everywhere.

As for Zheng Ming, he had long since turned into a rotten husk, and it was impossible to tell whether he was dead or alive; in any case, he was no longer recognizable as human.

Both sides are at their last gasp.

In fact, the three monks knew that if it weren't for the "elder" standing on the hillside constantly reminding the old man, they would have dealt with him long ago, instead of being stuck in this stalemate.

The Second Elder's attention was no longer on the battlefield. He looked toward the ancestral home, which had completely sunken in from the central axis.

The power he could have drawn from ceased flowing at that moment.

More than the fear of death, the Second Elder's eyes revealed a sense of bewilderment.

A smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face when the commotion occurred.

It worked! It actually... succeeded.

Zhao Yi had no idea how Li Zhuiyuan had managed to do it.

But the pleasure at this moment was extraordinary.

"Hey, you surnamed Li, you're just too useful! If I were the Heavenly Dao, I would never let you leave this river!"

However, a roar interrupted the last breaths of this tacit understanding on the hillside.

The eldest elder, looking utterly miserable, ran out of the ancestral home.

The Second Elder said in a daze:

"Boss, boss!"

Bu Chen, Monk Huiwu, and the little man all looked at the Grand Elder.

The doubts that had been lingering in my heart were finally confirmed at this moment.

The elder on the hillside was indeed a fake.

But now, looking at the real elder rushing towards them in a frenzy, and glancing at the corpse of their companion lying on the ground, the three of them realized that they were the ones who had truly gone mad.

Li Zhuiyuan, who had chased after them, spoke after seeing the scene on the hillside:

"Stop chasing."

My own wave has actually ended.

Meanwhile, the opposing teams' antics are far from over.

Their goal for this wave has always been clear: to kill the Zhao family's eldest elder.

Now, the eldest elder of the Zhao family is heading towards them.

Perhaps at the very beginning, they themselves did not expect that their wave would end in this way.

Li Zhuiyuan looked up at the sky, which was quite in line with the consistent style of the question setter.

The elder, who had been so subservient to Li Zhuiyuan, revealed his final ferocity and madness outside, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had suffered.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! They must all die! They must all die! Those who offend the Zhao family must all die!"

This was the beast's final frenzy, and the hunters who had been assigned to the task were now as weak as lambs.

Bu Chen's neck was broken.

The little man's body was crushed by a single stomp.

The monk Huiwu was lifted up by the elder's hands and torn to pieces in mid-air.

Before they died, none of the three wailed; they only found it ridiculous.

If they had known that the elder would escape from the ancestral home severely injured on his own, they wouldn't have needed to fight at all; they could have just sat there and waited.

If they hadn't been worn down to that point, any team could have easily killed the Elder in that state.

After killing the three people at the bottom of the slope, the elder's gaze fell on Zhao Yi, his eyes churning with intense hatred.

Even in his madness, his hatred for Zhao Yi was the greatest. Subconsciously, he believed that Zhao Yi was the culprit behind all of this and the biggest traitor to the Zhao family!
"Die! Die! Die! Traitor! Traitor! I want you dead! I want you dead!"

The elder rushed towards Zhao Yi on the hillside like a madman.

Lin Shuyou: "Should we go save Three-Eyed?"

Li Zhuiyuan: "No need, just watch and respect Zhao Yi's own choice."

On the hillside, Zhao Yi watched the Grand Elder about to rush up, his expression calm.

He still didn't signal the Liang sisters to make a move; he was waiting, waiting for the one who was still hiding.

Those who came to the Zhao family this time, apart from the guests I, Zhao Yi, personally invited, all those who came uninvited, skinned people alive, and served themselves at the table, must die!

The true Grand Elder has appeared. Can you resist the urge to kill him now?

I'll bet my life on this with you!

The elder raised his fist, now just a skeleton, and swung it at Zhao Yi.

Zhao Yi remained unmoved, simply staring coldly at him.

But at that moment, the Grand Elder stopped moving.

His fist didn't land on Zhao Yi, but instead pierced through the Second Elder's body, while the Second Elder's lantern pierced through the First Elder's heart.

With a flick of his wrist, the lantern shattered, flames erupted, igniting the First Elder and also setting the Second Elder ablaze.

The First Elder slowly lowered his head. A flicker of clarity seemed to return to his crazed eyes as he looked at the Second Elder and asked, puzzled:

"Second brother...you...why..."

Second Elder:
"Boss, the Zhao family's foundation is completely gone. You have to leave a capable heir for the Zhao family!"

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Sorry, I've overexerted myself for two consecutive days, so I'll take a break today and only write 1 words to relax and rest.

(End of this chapter)