The Mysterious Immortal Clan: Rising from the moment I died!

"etc!"

Ni Yongren suddenly stood up again, his voice carrying a hint of roaring, as if he wanted to shake the entire ancestral hall.

Then, his gaze, filled with hostility, swept over Ni Kun and landed directly on Ni Yongxiao's face, his mockery and amusement evident in his eyes.

"uh-huh......"

Ni Yongren sneered, his tone filled with hostility: "Someone has violated family rules and clan regulations. I hope the patriarch will uphold justice and serve as a warning to others!"

He emphasized the last four words heavily, with a provocative tone.

Immediately afterwards, he clapped his hands forcefully, making a crisp and loud "Clap clap clap!" sound.

The next moment, a deep and hoarse shout came from outside the ancestral hall.

"Hurry up!"

The crowd looked in the direction of the sound and saw a small, battered figure, tightly bound by ropes, being staggered into the house.

Yes, the rope was completely knotted and showed no sign of being untied.

This person was none other than Ni Caiqi, who had previously sought help from Ni Kun.

This moment.

"Giggle giggle..."

Ni Caiqi's face was filled with terror, and his body was trembling uncontrollably; he was clearly terrified.

Ni Yongren, however, pointed at him with a smug look on his face and continued, "Patriarch, look! This is the man who dared to desecrate Father's ancestral grave!"

He paused, then his tone became aggressive: "Tell me, how should such a heinous act be dealt with?"

Ni Yongren emphasized the last few words, clearly wanting to put more pressure on Ni Yongxiao.

at the same time.

Many people in Yong'an City couldn't sit still any longer and echoed Ni Yongren's words.

"Hmph, this is outrageous! Such disrespect for the Ancestor is utterly lawless and must not be tolerated!"

"Yes, such a disobedient and unfilial person should be sentenced to death!"

Immediately... various condemnations and accusations of kicking someone when they're down arose one after another, never ceasing.

At this moment, Xiao Qi was already consumed by fear and could not extricate herself; her body trembled violently like a withered leaf in the wind.

Despite his despair, he slowly raised his head and cautiously looked at Ni Kun, who was sitting in a high position.

however.

When he met Ni Kun's gaze, a trace of sadness flashed quickly in the depths of his eyes, because he had heard every word of the fierce argument that had just taken place in the ancestral hall.

At this moment, he knew very well that even Ni Kun himself was probably in dire straits—barely able to save himself, let alone have the ability to save him.

The thought of the most tragic ending filled Xiaoqi with shame, and she timidly turned her gaze to her parents, who were huddled in the corner, crying their hearts out.

With a "thump," he knelt down without hesitation, repeatedly kowtowing, crying, "Father! Mother!"

It seemed as if they were saying their final goodbye.

Followed by.

He turned around, kowtowed to Ni Yongxiao, and pleaded, "Master, my name is Ni Caiqi. I know I was wrong. I beg you, Master, to consider the plight of parents everywhere and punish only me, and not harm my parents!"

Xiaoqi hadn't finished speaking.

"Hmph!" Ni Yongren sneered, his gaze sweeping over Xiao Qi's parents, whose faces were ashen in the corner. "You can't even protect yourself, yet you expect your family to escape unscathed!"

Upon seeing this, Ni Caiqi kowtowed even harder, staining the ground red with blood.

However, in this breathtaking moment...

The entire ancestral hall seemed to freeze, and time seemed to stretch on endlessly. Everyone held their breath, quietly awaiting the final decision of the patriarch, Ni Yongxiao.

"Wait a moment!"

Ni Kun's eyes were as sharp as a hawk's, staring intently at Ni Yongren in front of him.

He struggled to control the raging anger within him.

The suffocating air remained silent for several breaths.

Ni Kun forced a lukewarm smile and enunciated each word clearly: "Tell me, what do you intend to do with Xiao Qi?"

Ni Kun's words held a last glimmer of hope.

However, when faced with Ni Kun's questioning...

"Hmph! When did it become your place to interrupt?"

Ni Yongren, however, remained unusually indifferent and disdainful. He raised his chin, his eyes filled with undisguised contempt, and coldly replied, "I'd like to ask the patriarch what he intends to do!"

Upon hearing this...

Ni Yongxiao's face darkened, and his tone became resolute: "Every word Ah Kun says represents my opinion!"

His expression was serious and resolute, leaving no room for negotiation.

"Alright!"

Seeing this, Ni Yongren knew he could no longer argue with Ni Kun.

So he gritted his teeth and said something that shocked everyone: "Fine! Since the patriarch has spoken, then in my opinion, we should offer Xiao Qi as a sacrifice on the day of the ceremony to appease our father's spirit in heaven!"

After saying that, he glared fiercely at Ni Kun, his eyes flashing with resentment.

"What?!"

Ni Kun's body trembled violently, and he abruptly stood up, almost losing his balance.

Fortunately, Ni Yongxiao reacted quickly and caught him in an instant.

at this time.

Ni Kun clenched his fists tightly; the last glimmer of hope he had held had turned into endless despair.

Then he suddenly closed his eyes tightly, his body trembling slightly in disbelief.

After a few more breaths of suffocation.

Ni Kun suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at Ni Yongren, his lips trembling as he tried to confirm what he had just heard: "You, you, say it again!"

Although Ni Yongren was quite surprised by Ni Kun's expression, his purpose in coming here was clear, so no one could stop him.

He snorted coldly and replied resolutely, "Blood sacrifice to the ancestor!"

These four words struck Ni Kun's heart like a heavy hammer, and he slumped back into his chair, his body unsteady.

At that moment, as someone who loves reading all kinds of novels, he couldn't help but imagine all sorts of bloody historical scenes.

Those cruel and tragic stories seemed to be happening right beside him, making him feel terrified.

He closed his eyes once more—"Even if I bear a bad reputation, I will never let my family be in danger or my four sons suffer!"

Think about this.

Ni Kun suddenly opened his eyes and stared intently at Ni Yongren.

An aura of murderous intent emanated from him, instantly enveloping his son.

"Thump!"

Ni Yongxiao and Ni Yonggui felt a sudden chill in their hearts, realizing something was wrong.

Ni Yongxiao took a step forward, and with a wave of his hand, a torrent of spiritual energy swept forward with overwhelming force, as he roared, "Get out!"

With a muffled thud, Ni Yongren's body flew out like a kite with a broken string, finally crashing outside the ancestral hall and falling into a coma on the spot.

To witness such a breathtaking scene.

Everyone present was so frightened that their faces turned pale and they stared in disbelief. Some people were so terrified that they couldn't help but gasp.

After all, no one could trust the usually kind and amiable head of the family.

He actually went so far as to use such a heavy hand on his own brother for the sake of a mere Ah Qi—no, for the sake of Ah Kun.

However, Ni Yonggui, who was standing to the side, felt relieved upon seeing this scene.

Just then.

Ni Kun didn't even glance at Ni Yongren, who was lying unconscious on the ground.

Instead, he hurried over to Ni Caiqi, using a sharp knife to untie the ropes binding him tightly while comforting him, "Good boy! It's alright now!"

"Yes! Yes!" Xiao Qi nodded heavily, tears streaming down her face. "Brother Kun really does his job when he gets paid!"

However, due to being too impatient for a moment.

Ni Kun accidentally cut a long gash on his arm.

Everyone was horrified when they saw this.