57: Chapter 57: The Imperial Family Expelled, a Professional Team Arrives to Confiscate Their Property!

The smoke over Taihuang Heaven had not yet dissipated.

The mountain-like wreckage of the Wang Family warships on the ground was still emitting black smoke.

But the blood of the Qin Family members had only just begun to boil.

“Qin Family clansmen!”

“Activate the teleportation Formation! Follow this Emperor on the expedition!”

Qin Huangtian stood at the edge of the clouds, his Heavenly Emperor Sword pointing directly at the Northern Heaven Domain.

Buzz!

Deep within the Qin Family, the long-sealed ultra-long-distance cross-domain teleportation Formation roared into life.

“Zhentian Army, follow me and kill!”

Qin Xiyue drove her chariot, leading the crowd into the teleportation Formation.

...

Northern Heaven Domain, Aurora Snowfield.

Wang Family ancestral land.

The atmosphere here was oppressive to the extreme.

Ever since several life lamps in the ancestral hall burst one after another, the remaining clansmen had been panicking.

The Old Ancestor had taken the Family head and the elites, even taking the ultimate dao emperor armament.

Logically, it should have been more than enough to flatten Taihuang Heaven.

But why were the life tablets shattering?

“Do not panic!”

A remaining Grand Elder, Wang Qing, feigned composure to soothe the restless crowd.

“The Old Ancestor is a Peak Great Emperor, and he even has the support of an ultimate dao emperor armament.”

“Unless a True Immortal descends to the mortal realm, who in these Nine Heavens and Ten Earths can harm him?”

“The shattering of the life tablets might just be an accident caused by the intensity of the battle.”

“Perhaps in the next moment, our army will return in triumph...”

Crack!

Before he could finish his sentence.

The space above the Wang Family's ancestral land was punched open by someone.

Immediately after.

A halberd light cleaved down from the Void Realm without any warning.

This halberd strike was truly terrifying.

Irresistible, it struck the outer mountain-protecting Formation of the Wang Family.

Thud!

That Formation, which could originally withstand a Saint's attack, didn't even splash a drop of water before being blown apart by a single halberd strike.

The ground shook and the mountains swayed.

The Wang Family's mountain gate archway, along with dozens of Disciples guarding the gate, instantly turned into meat paste.

“Return in triumph?”

“Old man, are you waiting for this thing?”

A playful laugh rang out.

Qin Yu, in full military regalia and holding a blood-stained great halberd, was the first to step out of the spatial rift.

He tossed something casually.

Thud, thud, thud.

A head with eyes wide open in death rolled to Wang Qing's feet.

It was the head of the Wang Family head, Wang Chengdao.

Even in death, extreme fear remained in his eyes.

“Fa... Family Head?!”

Seeing the head clearly, Wang Qing's head buzzed, and he almost fainted.

“You are Qin Yu?! Why are you here? Where is my Old Ancestor?”

Qin Yu ignored him.

He turned sideways and beckoned to the rift behind him.

“Sister, we've arrived.”

“This is the Northern Heaven Domain's largest pig farm, the Wang Family.”

“This place is indeed not bad; the Spiritual Qi is almost catching up to our Taihuang Heaven.”

“Little brother!”

“The Restrictions here are not yet fully broken; finish this quickly.”

Boom!

Qin Xiyue, clad in silver armor with her ponytail tied high, stepped out.

She didn't waste words.

She raised her hand and, with a single palm strike, reduced Wang Qing and the Elder Hall behind him to ruins.

Amidst the flying dust.

Densely packed Qin Family warships and the Zhentian Army swarmed out of the rift like a dark cloud.

That pressure caused the remaining Wang Family members to collapse instantly.

“Enemy attack! The Qin Family is attacking!”

“The Old Ancestor has been defeated! Heaven is destroying me!”

Cries and screams immediately echoed across this ancient snowfield.

“Don't scream so miserably.”

Qin Yu stood in mid-air, suddenly throwing out the ten billion soul banner in his hand.

“I'm also doing this so your Family can reunite.”

“Your Old Ancestor is waiting for you down there.”

“Swallow them!”

Whoosh—

The originally snow-white Aurora Snowfield was suddenly covered by a pitch-black ghostly mist.

The sky for tens of thousands of miles turned dark.

The ten billion soul banner turned into a sky-covering curtain, sealing off all escape routes from the Wang Family's ancestral land.

This was not just a slaughter.

It was an extermination.

Without any experts, the Wang Family was defenseless.

Facing the Qin Family's army, they could only be handled at will.

Qin Yu had no interest in cutting down those small fry.

His goal was very clear.

“Yue Li, take out the sensing compass.”

“Sister, you go to the Divine Medicine Garden in the east.”

“Li Yuan, take people to empty that whatever Scripture Pavilion.”

“Remember, pry up even the floor tiles to see if there are hidden compartments!”

“Even if it's a dog passing by the Wang Family, strip off its gold collar!”

“As you command!”

Li Yuan's face turned red with excitement.

He had never fought such a wealthy battle in his life.

Qin Yu headed straight for the treasury in the deepest part of the Wang Family's ancestral land.

Along the way.

Whenever there was a Formation blocking the path.

He didn't even bother to break it.

He used the half-step emperor armament, the world-ending halberd, to smash through directly.

Violent and monotonous.

“Boom!”

The Wang Family treasury's door, which hadn't been broken for ten thousand years, was smashed to pieces by Qin Yu in three halberd strikes.

The endless divine light almost blinded his eyes.

Inside was the Wang Family's foundation accumulated over tens of thousands of years.

Divine sources were piled up like mountains.

Saint armaments were tossed around everywhere.

On the shelves were boxes of divine medicines sealed with jade marrow, the medicinal fragrance so thick it wouldn't dissipate.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk.”

“This Wang Family is like a Pixiu, only taking in and never letting out.”

“No wonder that kid Wang Teng had such luxurious equipment.”

“System Bro, time to eat!”

Qin Yu waved his large sleeve.

[Ding! Detected one hundred million catties of top-grade divine source! Converting to destiny points...]

[Ding! Detected Ten-Thousand-Year Vermilion Fruit and Dragon Blood Grass... Resource recycling in progress!]

[Ding! Detected one Great Emperor's Insight Stone Carving!]

The System's notification sounds flashed frantically.

Qin Yu's eyes shone with excitement.

Wherever he passed, not a blade of grass remained.

Even the night pearls decorating the walls were pried off by him.

In just fifteen minutes.

This treasury, which could buy half of the Northern Heaven Domain, became clean enough to be used as a mirror.

“Hmm?”

After collecting the last precious medicine, Qin Yu's gaze fell on a wall at the end of the treasury.

A scroll was enshrined there.

On the painting was a blurry figure from behind, holding a battle axe, with his back to all living beings.

A portrait of Great Emperor Huang Gu.

It even retained a trace of faint Dao rhyme.

Qin Yu stepped forward, the corner of his mouth curling up.

“So this is Wang Teng's cheap Master?”

“What a pity, his judgment isn't very good.”

“Taking in such a useless successor and even provoking me.”

Rip!

Qin Yu reached out and tore down the portrait.

Then he crumpled it in his hand.

Whoosh!

A burst of divine fire flared up, and the portrait turned to ash.

After finishing this, Qin Yu walked out of the empty treasury with a swagger.

Outside.

The screams had already quieted down.

In the black mist, the patterns on the soul banner grew brighter and brighter; it was clearly full.

Qin Xiyue, her silver armor stained with blood, walked over holding several King of Medicines that were still dripping with blood.

“ nailed it？”

“Yeah, this Wang Family isn't as wealthy as I imagined.”

Qin Yu humble-bragged.

The two of them walked side-by-side to the most solemn place of the Wang Family—the Ancestral Master's Shrine.

The spirit tablets of the Wang Family's ancestors were placed here.

Densely packed, over ten thousand of them.

Each tablet represented a period of impressive history and anchored the Wang Family's Luck.

Several surviving Wang Family old men were currently kneeling at the shrine's entrance.

Covered in blood, they used their bodies to block the door.

“Qin Yu! Killing is one thing, but this is too much!”

“You've taken the resources and killed the people; that should be enough!”

“This is the place where my Wang Family's ancestors rest in peace; if you dare move it, you will surely suffer heaven's retribution!”

One old man's eyes were nearly bulging out of their sockets as he roared incessantly.

“Heaven's retribution?”

Qin Yu laughed, a very bright laugh.

He stepped forward without a hint of hesitation.

The great halberd in his hand swept out.

Puff, puff, puff!

Several heads flew up, blood splattering on the red threshold.

Qin Yu raised his foot.

Bang!

The shrine door was kicked flying.

He strode into the shrine, looking at the densely packed spirit tablets, and said:

“We of the Qin Family, either don't do something...”

“Or, we do it thoroughly.”

“Since I've already sent you on your way, how could I not give you a full Family reunion?”