238: Chapter 238 Variables!

"The Old Ancestor... is dead!"

The next moment, someone on the yunfan no. 2 cried out in alarm.

The frozen thoughts of the Lei Clan Martial Artists were shattered in an instant.

Thinking of the consequences of Patriarch Lei Yuanfeng's death, a massive wave of panic grew like wild grass in their hearts and rapidly spread.

Fear was spreading, and deep terror showed in the eyes of more than half of the Lei Clan Martial Artists.

Their Old Ancestor was dead!

Without the protection of a Grandmaster, they had absolutely no chance of winning this battle.

Instantly, the morale of the Lei Clan plummeted.

In contrast, the Yun Family's morale soared.

Several Lei Clan Martial Artists, distracted by the emotional shock of Patriarch Lei Yuanfeng's death, frequently lost focus and were cut down by Yun Family Martial Artists.

As one side weakened, the other grew stronger!

The scales of victory tipped toward the Yun Family, but that was all.

The Yun Family could not achieve an overwhelming advantage.

The overall strength of the Lei Clan Martial Artists clearly surpassed that of the Yun Family. Had they not taken advantage of the Lei Clan Martial Artists' low morale and unsettled minds to slay a few of them,

the Yun Family would be no match for the Lei Clan.

Only Pei Qingyun, the Grandmaster, could decide the outcome of the battle in one fell swoop.

Patriarch Lei Yuanqin watched all this, knowing that the situation was hopeless, his mind in complete chaos.

Right now, there was no time for him to remain lost in thought.

If Pei Qingyun arrived in person, no one would be able to escape.

The Lei Clan's fast ship was twice as fast as the yunfan no. 2. If they could get back to the ship and quickly widen the distance, they might have a slim chance of survival.

"Everyone, retreat immediately!" Patriarch Lei Yuanqin shouted.

Hearing this, the final trace of Battle Intent in the hearts of the Lei Clan Martial Artists vanished.

They all rushed toward the Lei Clan's fast ship.

Those who ran the slowest were hacked directly into mincemeat.

After this round, the Lei Clan Martial Artists had lost nearly a third of their numbers.

As the saying goes, do not press a cornered foe.

Roughly two-thirds of the Lei Clan Martial Artists remained, and their desperate counterattack would surely inflict heavy casualties on the Yun Family Martial Artists.

"All Yun Family Martial Artists, board the ship with me! We cannot let them escape like this!" After a brief moment of thought, Patriarch Yun Donglai made his decision, shouting as he led the charge.

Since the two sides had formed a blood feud, it was a matter of life and death.

Once Patriarch Lei Yuanqin returned to Hengshui Street, today's events would inevitably be exposed.

The Lei Clan was in the wrong first. According to the laws governing Great Families, they would certainly be sanctioned by the imperial court, so the Lei Clan should be afraid of exposure.

But that was assuming the Lei Clan was still established in Longnan Prefecture.

Once the news of Patriarch Lei Yuanfeng's death got out, those Great Families would swarm like fish smelling blood and utterly devour the Lei Clan.

Not to mention, Patriarch Lei Yuanfeng had died at the hands of Pei Qingyun.

Such a terrifying Grandmaster who could slay their Patriarch Lei Yuanfeng...

If the Lei Clan didn't flee, how could they survive?

At that time, the Lei Clan might hide in the shadows and watch.

Although the Lei Clan no longer had a Grandmaster, they still had quite a few Five Viscera Realm experts.

This was a significant threat to the Yun Family. The Yun Family was already on the brink of decline and could hardly withstand such losses again.

Rather than that, it was better to nip the danger in the bud; even paying a price would be worth it.

However, the most important point was that the Yun Family had the assistance of Pei Qingyun, the Grandmaster.

They only needed to hold them down.

Several hundred Zhang away, Pei Qingyun watched all this, shaking his head slightly with a faint, indifferent smile on his face.

The Lei Clan was still too naive!

If they were more than ten Li apart, he indeed wouldn't be able to catch up to the Lei Clan's fast ship.

After all, the sea was different from land. Traveling on water not only restricted his speed but also cut it in half compared to on land.

At the same time, this also consumed a tremendous amount of vital energy and blood within his body.

But a distance of several hundred Zhang was too close. Even without the Yun Family Martial Artists to buy time, he could catch up in dozens of breaths at most.

*Whoosh!*

Pei Qingyun stepped onto the sea's surface, walking as if on flat ground. Every step he took crossed a distance of several Zhang.

In just a dozen breaths, his figure appeared on the Lei Clan's fast ship.

At this moment, the battle between the Martial Artists of both sides had reached a fever pitch.

Facing the Lei Clan's desperate death struggle, the Yun Family also suffered heavy casualties, losing nearly half of their Martial Artists, and even one Five Viscera Realm Martial Artist had fallen.

The price paid by the Lei Clan was equal to that of the Yun Family.

Both sides had killed until their eyes were red with bloodlust, not noticing Pei Qingyun's arrival.

Of course, even if they noticed, no one would stop.

A person blinded by bloodlust was equivalent to a semi-madman.

And a madman wouldn't care about anything.

*Pfft!*

A searing light flashed, and a beam of light as thick as a finger shot straight into the center of Patriarch Lei Yuanqin's forehead.

Patriarch Lei Yuanqin's body suddenly stiffened, and his raised arm fell limply.

A hole appeared in the center of his forehead, and blood gushed out, spraying straight forward.

Patriarch Yun Donglai could not dodge in time and was hit head-on by the jet of blood, the thick scent of gore filling his nostrils.

Before he could counterattack, he saw the bloody hole in Patriarch Lei Yuanqin's forehead.

Patriarch Lei Yuanqin stared at him blankly, his life force plummeting at an extreme speed.

Within just a few breaths, Patriarch Lei Yuanqin's eyes lost their luster.

Up until the moment of his death, he probably didn't even know how he died.

But as Patriarch Lei Yuanqin's opponent, Patriarch Yun Donglai could tell at a glance that this wound must have been left by Pei Qingyun.

Other than Pei Qingyun, the Grandmaster, who else could employ such a method?

At this moment, his awe of Pei Qingyun reached its peak.

Too strong!

He did not know if other Grandmasters possessed such means.

But he was certain that his own family's Old Ancestor absolutely could not do it.

Before Pei Qingyun, even a Full-Circle Five-Viscera Realm Martial Artist like himself was like an ant.

Patriarch Yun Donglai's gaze swept across the surroundings, trying to find Pei Qingyun's figure.

At this moment, Pei Qingyun had already arrived near two other Five Viscera Realm Martial Artists of the Lei Clan.

"Forget it, let's end this quickly." Pei Qingyun snorted softly and pointed in two different directions.

The way the two died was exactly the same as Patriarch Lei Yuanqin, both having the center of their foreheads pierced through.

It wasn't that Pei Qingyun had a hobby of headshots. Facing Martial Artists who were far weaker than him, this method was undoubtedly the best.

As for destroying the heart or the like, it was somewhat troublesome. In case the opponent's heart was on the right side, he would have to deliver another strike.

Pei Qingyun did not know.

What he did today would lay the groundwork for him to earn the title of "Forehead-Piercing Old Devil" in the future.

The other two Yun Family Martial Artists, upon seeing the miserable state of their opponents,

reacted quickly after a brief moment of shock.

The deaths of the three strongest experts immediately shattered the balance of the battlefield.

Among the remaining Lei Clan Martial Artists, except for one at the Early Stage of the Five Viscera Realm, the rest were all in the Divine Strength Realm.

Patriarch Yun Donglai and the other two Five-Viscera Martial Artists of the Yun Family charged in like tigers into a flock of sheep.

Not a single Divine Strength Martial Artist could last a single round against them.

With the three of them joining in, the Lei Clan Martial Artists were quickly slaughtered to the last man.