Summoning the Gods: Start by creating the Eternal Night.

Inside the light screen, Wang Xuansheng, the fourth ancestor of the Wang family, held the gradually cooling body of his second ancestor.

Gazing at the void where the Third Patriarch had vanished, his eyes were red, and tears silently fell onto his robes.

Patriarch Wang Hetian glanced at the few dozen clansmen remaining behind him.

He dragged his bloodied body over, his Adam's apple bobbing, his voice terribly hoarse:

"The fourth ancestor, the second ancestor, and the third ancestor are all gone. There aren't many clansmen left. Our Wang family... is truly finished."

Wang Xuansheng slowly lowered his head, raised his hand to wipe the blood and tears from his face, and suddenly let out a low laugh, a desolate laugh:

"As long as one member of the Wang family is alive, the Wang family is not finished."

He looked up at the remaining members of his tribe, his voice not loud, but every word was forceful:

"Fellow clansmen, do you still remember the ancestral oath of our clan?"

"Remember!"

The surviving members of their tribe stood tall, gripping their broken swords and daggers tightly.

They roared in unison, their voices hoarse yet resounding:

"Preserve the spirit of our people, uphold the integrity of our generation!"

"As long as our comrades are here, our home is here! The fight will not stop until the blood is spilled!"

"Brothers united, we will live and die together! I may die, but my race will never perish!"

The vows echoed within the light screen.

Wang Xuansheng looked at them and smiled with satisfaction.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Blood and foam trickled from the corner of his mouth, which he casually wiped away, his eyes filled with a murderous glint.

"Once the light barrier dissipates, we'll make those scum outside pay for their crimes in blood!"

"A blood debt must be paid in blood!"

"A blood debt must be paid in blood!"

The crippled members of the Wang family brandished their weapons and shouted in unison.

The shouts pierced through the light barrier and reached the outside.

The left protector's brows furrowed, and the murderous intent in his eyes intensified.

Such a spirited family will surely become a scourge if left unchecked; we must eradicate them completely today.

He stared at the fading light screen and said coldly:

"No more waiting! Let's attack together and destroy it!"

Yun Feiyang and Feng Lingxu nodded in unison, their bodies surging with spiritual energy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Three powerful attacks slammed into the light barrier, causing it to shake violently and dim its light considerably, yet it still did not shatter.

"Again!"

Three more attacks at full strength,

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Click~ Click~

The light screen instantly cracked, the sound as jarring as shattering glass.

The next second it shattered completely, turning into specks of light that scattered in the wind.

Seeing this, Yun Feiyang revealed a sinister and smug smile, staring at Wang Xuansheng:

"Wang Xuansheng, did you ever imagine your Wang family would end up like this?"

"snort!"

Wang Xuansheng snorted coldly, his back ramrod straight:

"Those who do many evil deeds will surely perish; you will get your retribution sooner or later."

"Karma? Hahaha!"

"You probably won't live to see that day."

Yun Feiyang laughed loudly, his tone full of sarcasm.

"You're not hoping those little brats who ran away early will return and avenge you someday after they've cultivated enough, are you?"

"Stop dreaming, they're probably already waiting for you on their way to the underworld."

Wang Xuansheng's heart tightened suddenly, his face turning deathly pale: "What...what do you mean?"

"Hahaha! It means exactly what it says." Yun Feiyang laughed even more smugly.

"You're lying! Don't try to fool me!"

Wang Xuansheng roared fiercely, his voice trembling.

Those children were the Wang family's last hope; he couldn't believe it, and didn't want to believe it.

Believe it or not. You'll see them when you go down there.

Yun Feiyang, too lazy to waste words, turned his head and waved to the Yunlan Sect members, giving them an order.

"Everyone, charge in! Leave no one alive!"

"yes!"

The Yunlan Sect members, carrying weapons, swarmed forward, their footsteps shaking the ground.

Seeing that Yun Feiyang didn't seem to be faking it, Wang Xuansheng's last glimmer of hope vanished completely.

Unable to bear the excruciating pain in his chest, he threw his head back and let out a grief-stricken roar:

"I want you all to be buried with me!"

He slammed his fist against his chest, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

A blinding red light erupted from his body, and his spiritual power surged wildly.

He was like a burning fireball, rushing straight towards the three people in mid-air.

"Oh no, retreat quickly!"

The Left Protector's expression changed drastically, and he turned and fled.

Feng Lingxu and Yun Feiyang were also terrified and fled desperately.

But Wang Xuansheng was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye he was right in front of him, and his body exploded!

"Boom!"

The deafening roar echoed across half of Yunzhou, and a violent shockwave swept in all directions, filling the sky with dust.

Although the three left protectors dodged in time, they were still blown away by the shockwave and crashed heavily into the distance, looking utterly disheveled.

The Yunlan Sect members below were so shocked that they retreated one after another, stopped fighting, and looked up.

The surviving members of the Wang family, watching the flames dissipate in mid-air, collapsed to their knees, sobbing uncontrollably.

"Respectfully bidding farewell to the Fourth Patriarch!"

Wang Hetian, his eyes red, suddenly stood up, his wounds reopening, blood soaking his clothes, gripping his broken knife and roaring:

"My people, let them see the spirit of the royal family's sons!"

His spiritual energy suddenly surged, and his body gradually swelled, as if he were about to self-destruct.

Without the slightest hesitation, the remaining clansmen unleashed their last bit of spiritual power in preparation for self-destruction.

"I may die, but the Wang family will never perish!"

Shouting, they followed Wang Hetian and charged towards the Yunlan Sect members.

Yunshan turned pale with fright and began to curse:

"Damn it, are all the members of the Wang family seriously ill? They're always about to self-destruct!"

He turned and ran, but Wang Hetian kept a close eye on him and chased after him relentlessly.

The elders and disciples of the Yunlan Sect were equally terrified, abandoning their armor and fleeing in all directions.

"Madmen! Madmen! The Wang family is a bunch of madmen!"

He kept cursing and swearing, but he couldn't escape the self-destruction zone.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of explosions rang out, and flames shot into the sky.

"Ahhh...!"

The Yunlan Sect members were blown to pieces, their cries of agony filling the air.

Yunshan was also relentlessly pursued by Wang Hetian, and only managed to save his life by exhausting a defensive treasure.

However, he also lost an arm in the explosion and was kneeling in the ruins, his face pale!

A moment later,

Left Protector, Yun Feiyang, and Feng Lingxu staggered back from a distance.

The left protector's mouth was bleeding, and his face was deathly pale.

Feng Lingxu clutched his arm; the wound was so deep that bone was visible.

Yun Feiyang was bent over, his crotch soaked with blood, trembling with pain. The aftershock had ruined his manhood.

The three of them looked at the mess in front of them, their faces extremely grim.

"Damn the Wang family! Damn Wang Xuansheng!"

Yun Feiyang was filled with resentment and cursed incessantly.

Although the Wang family was wiped out this time, the Yunlan Sect also suffered severe losses.

He also lost his precious manhood, and he will never be happy again.

Turning to look at Yunshan amidst the ruins, he commanded:

"Yunshan, organize manpower, clear resources, and treat the wounded!"

"Yes, sir!"

Yunshan weakly got up, listlessly agreed, and instructed the remaining disciples to take action.

The Left Protector rubbed his aching chest and said angrily:

"I never imagined that the Wang family could make us so miserable."

"Sin City... are we still going?" Yun Feiyang asked through gritted teeth.

"Of course we'll go, but we're both injured, so let's rest first before we set off."

"Alright." Yun Feiyang nodded. "Once we've collected all the resources, I'll return to my Yunlan Sect to recuperate."

"good!"

Feng Lingxu responded indifferently from the side.

In truth, he was speechless with shock. He had come out on this mission to help destroy the Underworld of Youzhou.

Instead of going to Youzhou, he was tricked by that old bastard Yun Feiyang into destroying the Wang family and even got injured. What a damn rip-off!

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