118: Sorry, even if you die, you're still under my jurisdiction.

Mental Shock!

Xu Le had suffered a loss and had already set his sights on Tang Qianchuan, who was leading the formation. How could he possibly give him another chance?

Using the "Fierce Dog Assault" skill, he placed a mark on the opponent and activated it immediately, appearing behind Tang Qianchuan in an instant.

"How bold!"

"To actually dare wound our Family Head!"

"A mere Contractor dares to penetrate deep into our Tang Family's battle formation?"

The Tang Family elites reacted immediately, closing in on Xu Le. On the outside, Xu Le's Clones surrounded them, and on the outermost layer was the Tang Family's main branch.

Encircled layer upon layer, Xu Le, at the very center, found it quite interesting.

With a wave of his hand, "Hurricane Howl" surged toward the elites, followed immediately by "Earth Spike."

He himself slammed a punch into Tang Qianchuan's head, followed by a knee strike and a throw.

Tang Qianchuan had just regained consciousness when he realized his health bar was nearly empty. He hurriedly activated a one-time mythic-grade item—Indestructible Body.

Then he wildly unleashed skills at Xu Le.

Skills that were previously invincible struck Xu Le's body like stones thrown into the ocean, failing to cause even the slightest ripple.

Even though his core skills had all been unleashed, a look at Xu Le's health showed it was at maximum!

He looked toward the surrounding core disciples for help, only to find them beaten out of formation by Xu Le's Clones. A thousand of Xu Le's Clones were like a thousand Sharp Blades, tearing the entire battle formation to shreds.

"Control!"

"Throw crowd control skills!"

Tang Qianchuan roared in desperation. The Tang Family elites were even more anxious; if not for the disparity in status, they would have wanted to roar back.

"We used them!"

"We already used them!"

"But it's useless!"

"The opponent is completely immune to control. Occasionally landing a 0.1-second stun is a stroke of incredible luck."

Xu Le looked at the conscious Tang Qianchuan in his hand and sneered, "Awake? It wasn't in vain that I held back! Then watch with your own eyes as the Tang Family is exterminated!"

With that, he grabbed Tang Qianchuan and moved behind an enemy with low health. Using Tang Qianchuan's head as a spearhead, he thrust forward like a "spear."

The spearhead wasn't sharp, so naturally it didn't pass through the body. However, the man's chest was pierced with a deep indentation, his health bar was emptied, and he breathed his last.

Xu Le brandished the "long spear" in his hand, striking the shoulder of an assassin who had rushed over for a sneak attack, then shook the spear's shaft and smashed it into the man's face.

The squishy assassin's health bar was instantly emptied.

Only then did Tang Qianchuan snap out of it; in just a second, the Tang Family had lost two more elites.

No!

These were only the elites killed by Xu Le's main body; the rest of the main and side branches were dying even more miserably.

In just this short while, no fewer than a thousand corpses had fallen on the field!

"Demon!"

"You demon of the new era!"

"You will be struck by heaven's retribution and never be reincarnated!"

Xu Le sneered in his heart. The evil deeds committed by these Aristocratic Families were far more cruel and wicked than his; the number of innocent souls they killed each year likely exceeded ten thousand.

The difference was that they struck from the shadows, mostly using soft knives.

Killing people bit by bit, silently.

"Now you finally think about heaven's retribution? That's right, I am your retribution!"

Xu Le laughed loudly, brandishing the "long spear" in his hand. With a flourish of the spear, he took down two more low-health enemies.

"You beast! You absolute beast!"

A stubborn Tang Family disciple endured his tears of blood and recorded Xu Le's bloodiness and brutality with a camera.

The Tang Family could be destroyed, but the evil must be exposed.

Xu Le charged in front of the camera with his "long spear." Seeing the stubborn Tang Family disciple, he paused slightly: "Stay back and film it well. I'll kill you last!"

Tang Family disciple: "..."

Tang Qianchuan: "..."

Xu Le moved with the spear. After stabbing another person to death, he performed a "returning horse" spear strike, knocking away a sneak attacker. Just as he was about to deliver the finishing blow, he realized it was an acquaintance.

"Mr. Tang Zhi, who claims to be half a step ahead of heaven, do you have any last words?"

"I..." Tang Zhi glared at Xu Le, wanting to curse but hesitating. Two streaks of bloody tears flowed down.

Xu Le beckoned to the stubborn Tang Family disciple, "Give this a close-up."

Tang Zhi: "..."

Tang Family disciple: "..."

Tang Qianchuan: "..."

The stubborn Tang Family disciple felt a face full of humiliation, yet he still ran over holding the camera.

Tang Zhi's face was a kaleidoscope of emotions. Looking at the earth flowing with rivers of blood, he thought of how just a few days ago he was still the esteemed Director of the Planning Department for the "Hope Cup" tournament, his cousin was the Censor-in-Chief of the Emperor's Personal Guard, and the Tang Family was arguably the number one Aristocratic Family in the Ninth District... All of this was thanks to this young man.

"I... will... wait... for... you... in... Hell!"

Xu Le shrugged: "I thought you'd say something regretful. Is that all?"

"I don't know if Hell exists, but once you're dead, you'll definitely be under my control!"

With a wave of the scythe of death staff, the air suddenly chilled. Densely packed Tang Family ghosts appeared, staring coldly at Tang Zhi on the ground.

"Why? Why?!" Tang Zhi completely broke down, leaping up to fight Xu Le to the death, only to be torn to shreds by several Tang Family ghosts.

"Ahahaha..." Tang Qianchuan laughed in grief and indignation, covered in blood. "Aren't you afraid of karma? Aren't you afraid of being hunted by everyone in the world, with nowhere left to hide?"

"I'm afraid! I'm so afraid!" Xu Le nodded. "I clearly did nothing, yet I'm wanted by the entire Great Zhou. If I don't do something worthy of being wanted by the entire Great Zhou, wouldn't my fear be in vain?"

The Tang Family disciple froze in place. He had seen many news reports about Xu Le and had many doubts. Hearing this explanation now, his mind nearly exploded.

"Could it be that this disaster was... brought upon the Tang Family by itself?"

He stared intently at Xu Le and saw a single tear slide from the corner of his eye.

"Impossible!"

"Absolutely impossible!"

"Xu Le is a Cultist whom everyone has the right to kill. He conspired with evil gods to exterminate my entire Tang Family. How could he have feelings? He deserves to die!"

Tang Qianchuan laughed miserably: "You're the one who killed my son, Tang Wei, aren't you? I've watched the video countless times; he clearly could have dodged the Black Dragon's attack."

Xu Le nodded: "Right! I gave him a Mental Shock. Didn't you just taste it yourself?"

"You really deserve to die! You really deserve to die! He was only 18 years old!"

Seeing Xu Le's nonchalance, Tang Qianchuan roared in fury, his vocal cords literally tearing from the scream.

Just a moment ago, he was regretful that he shouldn't have offended Xu Le, that he shouldn't have let the entire Tang Family be buried with his son. It turned out that the beginning of all this was not a mistake.

Xu Le said, "What, your Aristocratic Family is allowed to try and kill me, but I'm not allowed to fight back? Is there such logic in this world?"

The Tang Family disciple was like he'd been struck by lightning. Today's extermination massacre actually originated from this.

"Just kill me!"

"I've been killing you all along, but the thing is, you're unwilling to die."

Xu Le wasn't lying. Every time he used Tang Qianchuan to kill someone, Tang Qianchuan would suffer the same attack.

Even if it were Epic-grade equipment, it would likely be damaged with the way he was using it, yet he was still alive and well.

"Good! Very good!"

Tang Qianchuan deactivated the item and committed suicide.

Five minutes later.

All of Xu Le's Clones disappeared.

Only Xu Le and the Tang Family disciple remained in the middle of the battlefield.

There were still many members of the collateral branches on the periphery. A quick count showed about three thousand people.

"We won't live or die with the Tang Family! Let us go!"