171: Chapter 171 City Lord Huang Lifeng

"Old Ghost Han, you win."

Li Cangqiong wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, a trace of dejection flashing across his Face. "How do you want to settle this? Lay it out. The Family admits defeat."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue was in an uproar.

The dignified Old Ancestor of the Family, a Peak Martial Saint, had actually yielded in front of so many top experts of Modu Base City.

Patriarch Li Beicang clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, yet he could not utter a single word.

He knew that from today on, the Family's status in Modu Base City would plummet.

Everyone's gaze turned towards Han Chunming, wanting to see how he would deal with the Family.

"How do I want to settle this? I want your Family dead!"

Han Ming looked down at Li Cangqiong from above. After speaking, he waved his hand, and countless sharp swords condensed from the Metal Rule tore through the space, slaughtering towards the members of the Family.

Since it had already reached the point of an irreconcilable feud with the Family, how could he show mercy?

"How bold!"

Li Cangqiong did not expect Martial God Han Qingcang to actually want to kill them all. His expression changed drastically, his body rose into the air, and the Law of Fire transformed into streaks of spear shadows to meet the attack.

Patriarch Li Beicang, Li Beishan, and a group of Elders from the Family had grave expressions as they simultaneously attacked, rushing towards Han Ming.

Countless golden swords collided with the attacks of the Family members, erupting with a deafening roar.

The Rule power of Patriarch Li Beicang and the others was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot before Han Ming. The golden swords were unstoppable, piercing through their defenses.

Patriarch Li Beicang's chest was pierced by a golden light, blood splattered, and his entire body flew backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

Li Beishan, Li Beixiong, and the other Elders were similarly repelled, spitting blood and looking disheveled.

Although Li Cangqiong had tried his best to block most of the attacks, his strength was greatly reduced due to his serious injuries, and the blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth stained his clothes red.

Standing in front of the Family members, he stared fixedly at Han Ming, his voice hoarse: "Old Ghost Han, do you really want to kill us all?"

"This Martial God Han Qingcang is going too far! The Family has already admitted defeat, why is there a need to kill them all?"

"That's right, the Family is, after all, a top Family in Modu Base City, having made many contributions to guarding the Great Xia Alliance Void Battlefield and the seas of Modu Base City."

"Hmm, the Han Family is indeed going a bit too far. Since the Family has already admitted defeat, just making them pay some resources should be enough; there's no need to kill them all."

The onlookers around them also started whispering.

They all felt that Han Chunming was going a bit too far.

Listening to the whispers of the crowd, Han Ming frowned.

Even though they were whispering, who present wasn't an expert above the Martial Venerable level?

What difference did it make from speaking right in his ear?

Clearly, many forces did not want the Family to be destroyed by the Han Family, as this would disrupt the current landscape of Modu Base City.

If the Family were destroyed and the Han Family annexed them, then where would the five top families of Modu Base City still be?

By then, the Han Family would be the sole dominant power.

This was not something they were willing to see.

Even the Nangong Family, which was on good terms with the Han Family, was no exception.

"Old Family Head Han, our Family has made great contributions guarding the Great Xia Alliance and Modu Base City. Are you not afraid of the Alliance's reckoning?"

Seeing so many people speaking up for the Family, Patriarch Li Beicang felt emboldened. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stood up, and looked directly at Han Chunming, saying.

"Oh? The Alliance's reckoning? When your Family hired the Thousand Kill Tower to kill me, did you ever think about being reckoned with by the Alliance?"

Han Ming stood in the air, looking down at Patriarch Li Beicang, and pointed a finger.

With a "boom," Patriarch Li Beicang's left arm instantly exploded, turning into a mist of blood and dissipating.

Patriarch Li Beicang screamed, his Face turning even paler. He hurriedly circulated his True Qi to stop the bleeding from his severed arm.

Li Cangqiong's expression was ugly, his gaze dark as he looked at "Martial God Han Qingcang" in mid-air. If he weren't already severely injured and not a match for "Martial God Han Qingcang," he would have loved to go up and fight him to the death.

The group of Elders from the Family also glared at Han Ming with unkind looks, their eyes still carrying a trace of fear.

"When your Family's Li Beishan intercepted and killed me in the Black Wind Mountain Range, why didn't you think about the Alliance's reckoning?"

Han Ming ignored their gazes and pointed a finger again; this time, the target was Li Beishan.

With a "boom," one of Li Beishan's arms shattered in response.

"Enough!"

Li Cangqiong's eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly at "Martial God Han Qingcang," a trace of humiliation and madness flashing in his eyes.

His two sons' arms were crippled; they were destined to never be able to break through to Martial God in this lifetime.

Han Ming ignored him and continued to point a finger, saying at the same time: "When your Family colluded with Deputy Director Shen Jinghong of the Recruitment Department to scheme against me to go to the Void Battlefield, why didn't you think about the Alliance's reckoning?"

With a "boom," Patriarch Li Beicang's other arm also shattered in response.

"Pfft..."

Looking at his empty arms, Patriarch Li Beicang spat out a mouthful of blood, his Face pale as paper.

He opened his mouth to say something, but only let out a hoarse whimper.

His arms had turned into blood mist and could not be reattached. From now on, he could only become a cripple without arms; not only would his strength be greatly diminished, but he would also need someone to take care of him in the future.

The people around were in an uproar seeing this scene; the Clan Chief of a top Family in Modu Base City had just turned into a cripple.

Not far away, Deputy Director Shen Jinghong, watching the spectacle, shrank his neck in fear upon seeing such a brutal Han Chunming. He had not expected that Han Chunming was actually Martial God Han Qingcang.

If he had known, even with a hundred times the courage, he would never have dared to scheme against Han Chunming or issue him a conscription order for the Void Battlefield!

Conscripting a Peak Martial Saint was not something a small Deputy Director like him could decide.

Several experts from the Recruitment Department nearby looked at him with pity and kept their distance from him.

"You... you all..."

Seeing the others' reaction, Deputy Director Shen Jinghong was furious, his Face fluctuating between red and white, but he didn't know what to say.

"Damn it, we'll fight you to the death!"

Several hot-tempered Elders of the Family, seeing this scene, were furious with their eyes splitting. They instantly unleashed their full Aura and rushed towards Han Ming.

"No, come back..."

A trace of urgency flashed in Li Cangqiong's eyes, and his body was about to rise into the air to pull them back, but his body had already been imprisoned by Han Ming's Rule power, making it difficult for him to move for a moment.

He could only watch helplessly as the few Elders charged towards "Martial God Han Qingcang." Even he was not a match for "Martial God Han Qingcang," let alone a few two- or three-star Martial Saints?

Wasn't that just throwing their lives away in vain?

"Hmph, overestimating your capabilities!"

Han Ming snorted coldly, and the Metal Rule instantly transformed into a giant palm, slapping towards the few charging Elders of the Family.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, the few Martial Saint Elders of the Family didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly slapped into blood mist by Han Ming's golden giant palm.

Han Ming did not forget to snatch the space rings of the few, storing them into his own space.

"No—!"

Li Cangqiong and the group of Elders of the Family were furious; these were the backbone of their Family!

They were his own Family members, and now he had to watch them be slapped into blood mist by "Martial God Han Qingcang" right before his eyes, leaving no corpses behind.

How could they feel good?

It was just that now they were all seriously injured, and even Li Cangqiong was not a match for him, so they had no choice but to rage impotently.

"Hehe... you don't need to be excited; I'll send you down to reunite with them right now!"

Watching the members of the Family glaring at him, Han Ming smiled faintly.

Saying this, he slowly raised his right hand, and a thunder ball slowly condensed in his palm. The space around the thunder ball twisted in waves, as if even the space itself could hardly withstand the violent energy of this thunder ball.

Seeing that Han Ming wanted to kill everyone in the Family, Han Tianlin's eyes flashed with excitement, and he led the Han Family Elders to surround the people of the Family.

The members of the Family instantly felt a wave of despair; they couldn't even deal with one "Martial God Han Qingcang," let alone adding Han Tianlin and the others?

Feeling the killing intent on Han Ming, Li Cangqiong knew that today's matter could not be resolved peacefully, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

Even if he died, he would never let "Martial God Han Qingcang" get off easily.

"Old Master Han, give me some Face and let this matter be settled like this, how about it?"

Just as Han Ming was preparing to annihilate the members of the Family, and Li Cangqiong was preparing to drag "Martial God Han Qingcang" into a self-detonation, a voice sounded.

At the same time, a figure in a black brocade robe suddenly appeared in front of Han Ming, looking at Han Ming with a calm expression and revealing a faint smile.

"It's City Lord Huang; I didn't expect City Lord Huang to actually show up."

"The Family is a Peak Martial Saint Family; how important they are to the Alliance, isn't it normal for City Lord Huang to show up?"

"That's right! After all, Li Cangqiong has made great contributions on the Void Battlefield."

Seeing the middle-aged man in the brocade robe who had suddenly appeared, many experts nearby started whispering.

Li Cangqiong and the group of Elders of the Family also breathed a sigh of relief. This person was the highest authority of Modu Base City, an expert from the Kyoto Huang Family, Huang Lifeng, a Peak Martial Saint expert.

They did not believe that "Martial God Han Qingcang" would not give him Face.