68: Chapter 68 Suppressing the Rebels (Part 2)

Only after climbing to the highest point did Pei Tianlin begin to dive straight down.

Whoosh!

Accelerated by gravity, Pei Tianlin's speed, already as fast as a bird in flight, surged once more.

In the blink of an eye, Pei Tianlin appeared above Wang Chaolin.

Wang Chaolin had no time to react before a flash of blade light struck his head, cleaving his entire body in two.

Even until the moment of his death, Wang Chaolin could not understand why Pei Tianlin was a Five-Viscera Martial Artist, and why he had foolishly chosen to challenge him.

"Boom!"

Without the support of his strength, Wang Chaolin's half-body could no longer maintain a standing posture and crashed heavily to the ground.

Looking around, among the many fallen Martial Artists, none had died as miserably as he.

Even so, everyone was in the midst of a slaughter, and no one had the mental energy to focus on his death.

Only the two Early Stage Divine Strength Martial Artist leaders watched this unfold, helpless to intervene.

At this very moment, they deeply regretted betraying the Wang family.

If they hadn't betrayed the Wang family, they would still be the high and mighty Divine Strength Martial Artists. Perhaps with the protection of the Pei family, they might even have lived better.

However, there is no such thing as a regret pill in this world.

After dealing with Wang Chaolin, Pei Tianlin's gaze fell upon the two men.

"Die."

Pei Tianlin murmured, his long blade spinning rapidly in his hand.

The gap between him and the two was simply too great, a full major Realm apart. If he hadn't wanted to kill Wang Chaolin first, he could have dispatched both of them with a casual stroke.

"Spare..." before the two could finish.

Pei Tianlin slashed at their waists.

Puchi!

The two were instantly separated from the waist up, their bodies severed in half.

But because of the powerful vitality of a Martial Artist, they did not die immediately.

They struggled, wanting to speak, but other than their mouths slightly agape, no sound came out.

Instead, under their struggling, their upper bodies fell directly to the ground.

They lowered their heads, looking at all this in confusion.

They did not know why their bodies had separated from their lower halves.

Pei Tianlin turned away, no longer looking at the two who were now only upper bodies.

But the blood that spurted out when they were severed at the waist still splashed onto his face.

Pei Tianlin did not care and looked toward the center of the battlefield.

Under Pei Kong's suppression, the situation of the Purple-Haired Elder was already precarious.

After all, Pei Kong was at Divine Power Perfection, while the Purple-Haired Elder was only at the Late Stage of Divine Power.

It was only natural that Pei Kong could achieve this.

Pei Tianlin judged that it would take ten moves at most. Within ten moves, the Purple-Haired Elder would surely be killed by Pei Kong.

At this point, he would not interfere.

Thus, he turned his head to look at the other two people fighting not far away.

Wang Chaoting and Wang Tianqi.

Both were at Divine Power Perfection, and they had once been clansmen.

They understood each other perfectly.

It was just that before Wang Gang took power, Wang Tianqi's reputation was far inferior to Wang Chaoting's. This led the outside world to generally believe that Wang Chaoting was the strongest Elder beneath Wang Gang.

Now it seemed that Wang Tianqi was not weaker than Wang Chaoting; in fact, he was even slightly stronger.

Since both sides had the advantage, Pei Tianlin planned not to interfere for the time being.

Meanwhile, the battle within Mufeng Manor gradually subsided.

The allied forces of the two families already held the advantage, and it was a surprise attack besides. Throughout the entire battle, the two families suffered basically no losses. Only a few unlucky ones had died during this operation to clear out the rebels.

However, about a quarter of the personnel had still sustained injuries.

On the rebel side, the casualty rate had already exceeded eighty percent. If it weren't for the need to capture prisoners for later interrogation, the two allied families, who were caught up in the killing, would have wiped out the rebels completely.

At this moment, the Purple-Haired Elder and Wang Chaoting, who were engaged in battle, noticed the changes around them, no matter how slow they might have been.

The entire battlefield suddenly fell silent.

Especially when Wang Chaoting caught a glimpse of the situation around him, his whole body froze abruptly.

Although Wang Tianqi did not know why Wang Chaoting had suddenly frozen, he would never miss such an opportunity.

Taking advantage of this, he slashed at Wang Chaoting's shoulder. The blade cut through the flesh and embedded itself deep into the shoulder blade.

The intense pain made Wang Chaoting wake up instantly. He extended his long sword, wanting to pierce Wang Tianqi's heart.

But how could Wang Tianqi give him the chance?

At this moment, he had already pulled his long blade out and guarded his chest.

Clang! Clang!

The long blade and the long sword collided, sparking a few flickers of fire.

Because of his injury, Wang Chaoting's movements became increasingly sluggish.

After dozens of moves, Wang Chaoting was covered in wounds and on the verge of death.

He looked at Wang Tianqi unwillingly, "If I hadn't been distracted, you could not have defeated me."

"Wang Chaoting, what is the point of saying these things now? Betraying the Wang family—this is the price you must pay."

As he spoke, Wang Tianqi severed one of Wang Chaoting's arms.

"Kill me!" Having lost an arm, Wang Chaoting's face was twisted, and he howled in pain on the spot.

"Killing you is far too simple. From the moment you betrayed the Wang family, did you ever think you would have a day like this?"

Wang Tianqi looked at Wang Chaoting coldly, his eyes filled with hatred.

If not for Wang Chaoting's betrayal, the Wang family would not have ended up like this.

Although the Wang family had achieved a complete victory, those who died by their hands were all their former clansmen.

It could be said that it would take the Wang family an unknown amount of time to heal the wounds caused by this rebellion.

"Hahaha, winner takes all, what is there for you to be proud of? The Patriarch died at the hands of Pei Qingyun, yet you are now serving the Pei family like dogs. It is not I who betrayed the Wang family, but you." Wang Chaoting endured the intense pain and laughed out loud.

He was very clear that he had been captured. Endless torture was coming. Rather than that, he might as well provoke Wang Tianqi.

If Wang Tianqi were to kill him in a fit of rage, that would be the end of it.

Unfortunately, his calculations were wrong.

Although Wang Tianqi wanted to kill him, he was even more aware that the other party could not die so quickly.

There were still many clues that needed to be obtained from Wang Chaoting's mouth.

"Don't think about provoking me. Your foolish behavior will only cause you to suffer greater pain." Wang Tianqi stepped down lightly, and Wang Chaoting's left arm snapped in response.

Immediately after, Wang Tianqi pointed a finger, pressing against Wang Chaoting's mute acupoint.

"Let's see how you make a sound now," Wang Tianqi mocked.

On the other side, the battle between Pei Kong and the Purple-Haired Elder had also ended. In less than ten moves, Pei Kong had achieved victory with absolute superiority.

If not for the fact that the other party still had value for interrogation, Pei Kong would have killed him on the spot.

Seeing that the two battles had ended, Pei Tianlin walked over and said softly, "Alright, thank you for your hard work."

"The Li family will arrive soon. Take these two back and keep them under strict guard. We will deal with the Li family's affairs later."