94: The Tian family is destroyed

"Faster, even faster!"

Tian Shanhai urged anxiously, his voice low.

A young man reluctantly said, "Clan Chief, there are still many treasures we haven't had time to take!"

Tian Shanhai cursed, "Is your life more important, or are treasures more important?"

"Hurry up!"

Just then, Li Xiangyun's voice suddenly rang out in the air, "Clan Chief Tian, where are you going?"

Tian Shanhai's expression froze as he stood rigid, then he laboriously raised his head and saw Li Xiangyun standing in the Void Realm.

At this moment, Li Xiangyun looked indifferent, his gaze coldly fixed on Tian Shanhai.

It turned out that Li Xiangyun had not chased far before he realized something was wrong.

Mainly, that speed was simply too fast, so fast that even he couldn't quite keep up.

This was clearly not normal.

So, realizing he had fallen into a trap, Li Xiangyun quickly turned back and, as expected, ran into the fleeing members of the Tian Family.

Seeing Li Xiangyun appear in the air, Tian Shanhai knew he couldn't escape, so he took a deep breath and said, "The calamity that has befallen my Tian Family today is self-inflicted."

"Come, give us a quick end!"

Compared to Tian Shanhai's resignation, the others clearly lacked such courage.

Many people knelt down, frantically pleading, "Spare my life... spare my life, I don't want to die!"

"Please, I don't know anything!"

"Please, Immortal Master, spare my son's life, he is still young!"

"Ice Peak Zhenren... Ice Peak Zhenren, I used to admire you the most. As long as you spare my dog's life, I am willing to serve you from now on, without any disloyalty."

...

For a time, disgraceful acts were plentiful, and various cries of pain and wailing were incessant.

Tian Shanhai watched, feeling both heartbroken and helpless.

Of course, there were those who clung to life in fear of death, and naturally, there were also those who "sacrificed themselves heroically."

Seemingly realizing that their deaths were inevitable, some began to curse at Li Xiangyun, "Li Xiangyun, I will not let you off even as a ghost!"

"Today you destroy my Tian Family; in the future, your Li Family will also be destroyed by others!"

...

Li Xiangyun simply ignored these 'ants at the end of autumn'.

Instead, he looked directly at Tian Shanhai and said calmly, "As you wish!"

Having said that, Li Xiangyun directly struck out with a palm.

A giant palm print descended from the sky, carrying the unique pressure of a Golden Core Cultivator, unstoppable.

But even so, Tian Shanhai still led the remaining Tian Family Elders in their final resistance.

One after another, brilliant rays of light shone, as they sacrificed their Magic Treasures, attempting to block this strike.

But it was like a mayfly trying to shake a tree, utterly vulnerable.

In an instant, screams rose and fell, and the Magic Treasures they had sacrificed exploded under the giant palm.

A faint green lotus phantom rose around Tian Shanhai, gently swaying in the Void Realm, emitting an impressive power.

It was a Green Lotus Treasure Cauldron, with green lotus patterns carved on its body, three legs shaped like green lotus roots, and a blooming green lotus decorating its lid, exuding a mysterious aura.

This was the Tian Family's clan-protecting Magic Treasure, and also Tian Shanhai's last resort.

"Oh?" Li Xiangyun exclaimed in surprise, because he felt an unusual aura from that Green Lotus Treasure Cauldron.

So he changed his strike to a grab, directly seizing the glowing green Treasure Cauldron into his palm and unceremoniously putting it into his Storage Pouch.

Li Xiangyun nodded in satisfaction.

It must be said that the Tian Family, having existed for so many years and having destroyed so many other families, still had some heritage.

First, that eerie bone hand, and now the Green Lotus Treasure Cauldron. Li Xiangyun even began to look forward to what other treasures the Tian Family might have.

"Pfft~"

With his Divine Sense wiped out, Tian Shanhai spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his body swayed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Li Xiangyun, you are too much!"

"Boom!"

Li Xiangyun said no more, pressing down with another palm.

The earth trembled violently, and the once ornately carved buildings collapsed with a roar.

The Tian Family Elders roared in despair as they rushed forward, but Li Xiangyun directly crushed them into bloody foam.

As for Tian Shanhai, his strength was a bit greater, and he was not directly crushed, but fell like a kite with a broken string, creating a bottomless pit in the ground.

Amidst the dust, Tian Shanhai lay in the giant pit, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. At this moment, all his internal organs were shattered, and he was only a hair's breadth from death.

In a daze, he seemed to return to that night decades ago.

It was also a calamity of extermination, and he was also the main character.

Only that time, the Tian Family were the perpetrators.

Under the raging flames, Tian Family Cultivators, like demons from Hell, rushed into the Xu Family's clan territory with swords in hand.

Screams and wails were incessant.

Under the firelight, Tian Shanhai, with an indifferent expression, threatened the Xu Clan Chief's wife and children to make him surrender.

Finally, he killed them in front of the Xu Clan Chief.

Perhaps this was retribution... In the darkness, Tian Shanhai finally closed his eyes, filled with deep unwillingness.

By this time, night had completely fallen, and only ruins remained of the Tian Family.

Li Xiangyun looked at the messy ground and descended.

Then he began to clean up the battlefield.

Listening to the sound of prosperity value accumulating, a smile appeared on Li Xiangyun's lips.

However, what he truly desired was that strange bone hand.

So, Li Xiangyun took Tian Shanhai's Storage Pouch and found the bone hand within it.

It was cold to the touch, but what truly surprised Li Xiangyun even more was that he actually felt a surge of life force within it.

This life force was extremely well-hidden; if Li Xiangyun had not Cultivated the Dao Intent of Life, he would not have discovered it.

At the same time, Li Xiangyun also noticed that the appearance of this section of bone hand had changed slightly since he first saw it.

The most noticeable change was the additional bit of skin, although very little, it was genuinely present.

Besides that, the blood vessels that were originally there had also increased.

Combined with the life force he had felt earlier, this section of bone hand gave Li Xiangyun the feeling that it was... a living thing!

When this conclusion emerged, Li Xiangyun himself was startled.

The main reason was that this conclusion was simply too horrifying: a bone hand that had existed for an unknown number of years was alive. If this conclusion were spoken aloud, probably not many people would believe it.

But it was truly and clearly appearing before Li Xiangyun's eyes, leaving him no choice but to believe it.

Moreover, upon careful thought, such a thing was not entirely impossible.

Take Body Refining, for instance: now, he was only at the Divine Treasury Realm, yet he could already achieve Rebirth from severed limbs. If he continued to Cultivate, in the future, even Rebirth from a drop of blood might be possible.

And if Rebirth from a drop of blood was possible, then a bone hand was even more so.

Therefore, looking at this section of bone hand, Li Xiangyun hesitated.

Because no matter what, to achieve this step, the strength of the owner behind this bone hand was absolutely terrifying.

Especially since it was still alive.

This was equivalent to carrying an old monster around with him.

Suddenly, Li Xiangyun thought of an excellent idea: why not give this section of bone hand to Li Xingyan?

Fire Old was also an old monster who had lived for an unknown amount of time. Letting these two old monsters meet would be interesting to imagine!

Subsequently, after thoroughly plundering the Tian Family's resources, Li Xiangyun left the Tian Family.

Under the night sky, the fierce wind howled, like ghosts crying and wolves wailing, carrying that wisp of unwillingness, drifting into the distance...