34: Chapter 34: One sentence was enough to wipe out a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator!

As that aged, hoarse voice fell, a warm breeze blew out of nowhere across the entire Jiang Family mansion.

The terrifying Aura that had previously been crushing bones instantly vanished completely in this breeze.

"Thump..." Jiang Nan could no longer hold on; he collapsed onto the ground, greedily gasping for fresh air, his entire body already soaked in cold sweat.

The longsword in Young Master Jiang Chen's hand fell to the ground with a "clang." He clutched his knees and coughed violently, each heave bringing up blood.

Even City Lord Fang Ming felt the pressure on him lift. His heart was pounding, and his face turned even paler.

At the same time, everyone's gaze involuntarily turned toward the direction the voice had come from: the Jiang Family ancestral grounds!

They saw the space at the entrance of the Forbidden Ground begin to distort.

A white-robed old man with white hair and beard stepped out from within.

With his next step, his figure vanished from where he stood.

When he reappeared, he was silently hovering above the courtyard, directly facing the grinning Senior Brother Qin Feng.

There was no Aura on the old man, making him seem just like an ordinary neighbor.

Yet, just by standing there, he drew everyone's gaze, making it impossible for them to look away.

The old man's gaze slowly swept across the area below.

Seeing the Jiang Family Disciple members who had broken bones but were still struggling to crawl out of the pool of blood, a flash of approval crossed his cloudy eyes.

When his gaze fell upon the gore covering the ground and the human-shaped hole in the wall, the corner of his eye twitched imperceptibly.

Finally, his gaze locked onto the handsome yet sinister youth in mid-air.

"I will give you three breaths of time." Ancestor Jiang Xuan's voice was flat, devoid of any joy or anger.

"If you can escape Jiangyuan City, your life shall be spared."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene went silent, and then everyone erupted into a commotion!

Jiang Nan looked up sharply, his eyes wide.

Young Master Jiang Chen clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms, and blood dripped from between his fingers.

Let him go? Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's bones were not yet cold, and his flesh was still scattered across the land we had inhabited for generations!

The Old Ancestor actually wanted to let this murderer go?

All the Jiang Family members could not understand it. Their eyes burned with rage as they glared at Senior Brother Qin Feng, wishing they could eat his flesh and sleep on his hide!

But as they looked at the back of that white-robed old man in mid-air, the awe stemming from their Bloodline prevented anyone from daring to question him.

The sinister grin on Senior Brother Qin Feng's face froze. He was stunned at first, then fear flashed in his eyes, but it quickly turned into the relief of having survived a disaster.

He frantically scanned with his Divine Sense, but he could perceive nothing; the person was a complete blank in his perception!

There was only one possibility! This person's cultivation was far above his, at least Late-stage Foundation Establishment, or perhaps... Great Perfection!

Run! This thought instantly consumed his entire mind.

He didn't even dare to look at Ancestor Jiang Xuan again. He hurriedly cupped his hands in the direction of Ancestor Jiang Xuan, his voice trembling:

"Junior... this Junior was blind and failed to recognize a superior. Thank you, Senior, for your mercy in not killing me!"

Before he had even finished speaking, he didn't even spare a glance at the terrified Lin Qingxue beside him. He turned and transformed into a streak of red light, shooting toward the city gates with all his might!

His speed was so fast that it created a piercing sonic boom!

"Old Ancestor!" At that moment, a figure stumbled out from the crowd—it was Jiang Feng!

He looked up at Ancestor Jiang Xuan's back, his eyes bloodshot, and roared with all his might!

"This man slaughtered Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan and reduced him to a pulp! He insulted our Jiang Family as if we were pigs and dogs!"

"If you let him go, how can Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's spirit rest in peace! Where does that leave the dignity of our Jiang Family, built over hundreds of years!"

"Second Brother!" Family Head Jiang Nan's face changed drastically, and he tried to hold him back. This was the Old Ancestor! How could he be questioned!

But Jiang Feng shook him off. He stared fixedly at that back, his voice hoarse, asking word by word:

"Old Ancestor, tell me... why did you stand by and watch without helping just now!"

This was not a request, but an interrogation! It was a Junior of the Family questioning the Dao Heart of their ancestor!

He didn't understand the bigger picture; he only knew that Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan had died in such a tragic and undignified way to protect him and the Jiang Family!

If this vengeance was not taken, his, Jiang Feng's, Dao Heart would never be at peace! The Jiang Family's morale would surely collapse!

Ancestor Jiang Xuan's figure in mid-air stiffened suddenly. He did not turn around. A sigh echoed in everyone's heart.

"Three breaths have passed." The voice was calm, yet it sounded like the pronouncement of a death sentence.

Ancestor Jiang Xuan slowly raised his withered right hand and, from a distance, gently clenched it toward the city gate where Senior Brother Qin Feng had already escaped several miles away.

"No!" Senior Brother Qin Feng, who had just flown above the city gate and was feeling lucky to have escaped, suddenly stopped in mid-air!

A terrifying force emerged from all directions, gripping him tightly!

Every bone in his body instantly made a teeth-grinding cracking sound and turned into powder!

The Foundation Establishment Qi in his body was completely sealed; he couldn't mobilize even a shred of it!

His pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints. Just as he wanted to beg for mercy, he found he didn't even have the strength to open his mouth.

He watched helplessly as his body, like a blood-colored balloon gripped by an invisible giant hand, was squeezed inch by inch, twisting and deforming!

"Puff." A soft sound. It was identical to the sound of Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan exploding just moments before.

That streak of red light fleeing in panic exploded into a mist of blood out of thin air at the gate of Jiangyuan City, under the terrified gaze of countless people.

A gentle breeze blew by, and the blood mist dissipated. Not a single drop of blood or a piece of bone remained.

In the courtyard, there was dead silence. Everyone was stunned by this god-like display of power.

One sentence, one gesture. From several miles away, he had made a Foundation Establishment Mid-stage Cultivator vanish into thin air!

What terrifying power this was!

Lin Qingxue, collapsed on the ground, was completely stunned. She stared blankly in the direction where Senior Brother Qin Feng had disappeared, her mind a complete blank.

Her greatest backer, the Genius Disciple of the Qingyun Sect, Senior Brother Qin Feng... was he just gone like that?

How could this Jiang Family in a remote little city have... how could they have such a terrifying old monster!

She was finished. As soon as this thought arose, a cold sword light rapidly enlarged in her pupils.

Splat! A head flew up, still wearing an expression of disbelief.

The headless corpse swayed and fell to the ground, blood staining her gorgeous dress.

The one who had struck was Young Master Jiang Chen. He expressionlessly sheathed his longsword, letting the warm blood droplets slide down the blade.

"Keeping you alive would only bring greater disaster to the Jiang Family."

Before, it was because of his momentary negligence that he had nearly brought a catastrophe upon the Family. He would never make the same mistake a second time.

With the fall of Lin Qingxue, this bloody night seemed to have finally come to an end.

Ancestor Jiang Xuan's figure slowly descended from mid-air. He did not look at anyone, but walked with heavy steps, step by step, to the ground that had been soaked by Fourth Ancestor Jiang Yuan's blood.

He bent down and reached out his slightly trembling right hand, as if trying to grasp something from that pool of blood.

But there was nothing there. Only a patch of cold soil soaked in the blood of his kin.

Jiang Feng watched the Old Ancestor's aged, desolate back, and the satisfaction of revenge instantly vanished. His heart felt heavy, and he was filled with confusion.

Jiang Feng could clearly feel that the Old Ancestor's back was full of an indescribable heaviness. If that was the case, why...

Just then, Ancestor Jiang Xuan slowly straightened his body. He turned around and swept his deep eyes across the entire scene.

"City Lord Fang, the Jiang Family's matters are settled. Please return."

His voice was not loud, but it carried a majesty that one could not refuse.

City Lord Fang Ming felt as if he had been granted an amnesty. Fearing that Ancestor Jiang Xuan might be displeased and crush him, the City Lord, to death on the spot, he hurriedly bowed and left in a panic.

Finally, Ancestor Jiang Xuan's gaze passed through everyone and landed on Jiang Feng.

His eyes were complex, as if scrutinizing, carrying a hint of approval, but more than that, a kind of exhaustion.

"You, come with me."