163: Wang Ai's Last Trump Card

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by the continuous roar of lightning, thunder constantly circled above the Wang Family Manor.

The ground was littered with severed limbs, and blood stained large areas of the ground.

"Run! Run! Lin Yuan has gone mad!"

"He's going to kill all of us!"

"Help! Is anyone coming to save me?!"

"Damn it! We can't escape! There's a barrier of thunder all around us!"

Wang Ai looked at the panicked crowd and immediately shouted:

"Since we're all going to die anyway, why don't we fight this kid Lin Yuan?!"

"Let's all go up together and kill this brat!"

The Wang Family disciples also realized that they really couldn't escape. For a time, various strange beasts condensed from Divine Painting all attacked Lin Yuan.

"Hehehe, ultimately, you're just ants! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"

Lin Yuan held the qianyang sword and plunged it into the ground.

Boom!

Instantly, a terrifying Dragon suddenly appeared on the ground.

The Dragon charged wildly, its Sword Qi like a storm, crushing everything in its path.

The Wang Family disciples could only let out mournful wails.

Lin Yuan's gaze was fixed on Wang Ai as he slowly approached him.

"Block him! You useless bunch! Block him!"

Wang Ai shouted hoarsely.

But the Wang Family disciples along the way, how could they stop Lin Yuan's advance?

Seeing this, Wang Ai had no choice but to deploy his Yin Soldiers again to resist Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan couldn't help but smile when he saw these Yin Soldiers. Last time, these Yin Soldiers couldn't stop him, let alone this time?

He just waved his hand at these Yin Soldiers from a distance, and the thunder spears in the hands of the Martial God in the sky roared!

Dozens of terrifying bolts of lightning struck the ground like a torrential downpour.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

In an instant, all the Yin Soldiers turned into ashes.

"My goodness! This is a missile strike, isn't it?"

"What kind of joke is this? What kind of monster did we provoke?"

"I know, I must be having a nightmare. This must be a dream."

The Wang Family disciples looked at the colossal Martial God, which blotted out the sky. Its massive body was at least a hundred meters tall, like a divine warrior in the sky.

Wang Ai saw that Lin Yuan was completely unstoppable, and his inner defenses completely collapsed.

He turned and ran, as if he had made some kind of decision.

"Hehehe... trying to run? Where can you run to?"

Lin Yuan's mouth curved slightly upwards.

Then, the Martial God in the sky erupted with dazzling white light.

Rumble! Rumble!!

The dark clouds in the sky began to slowly rotate.

As a dazzling azure pillar of light shot from the sky to the ground.

At that moment, the entire Yanjing saw a giant lightning pillar piercing through heaven and earth. The blinding white light made the entire Yanjing instantly as bright as day.

Zhao Fangxu and his entourage, who were driving, looked at the lightning piercing through heaven and earth, and everyone was stunned.

"Oh my god! This..."

"Is that the Wang Family's direction?!"

"Did the Wang Family get bombed by a 'Dongfeng Express'?"

Zhao Fangxu immediately roared:

"Why are you all standing there stunned? Step on the gas!"

"Drive like crazy! Running red lights doesn't matter!"

"Wang Ai! Wang Ai! Why did you have to provoke that bastard Lin Yuan?!"

...In the ruins of the Wang Family Manor.

The entire small mountain had completely disappeared, and the entire villa complex was razed to the ground.

Most of the Wang Family disciples were instantly vaporized under the terrifying lightning.

Wang Ai, however, survived because he had an ancestral Magical Artifact for protection.

But his condition was not good either; his entire body was charred black, and an odor of burning occasionally emanated from him.

"Fortunately, I have the ancestral Magical Artifact bestowed by the Wang Family ancestors. Centuries of Qi nourishment, I never thought it would actually save my life at the last moment."

"I... I want to live... cough cough cough..."

"Cough cough cough... I can't die yet!"

"The Wang Family's great cause has not yet been glorified!"

Lin Yuan looked at Wang Ai with a hint of mockery at the corner of his mouth.

"Hehehe, old man! Your life is really hard to take! Like a cockroach."

"Alright! You run, I want to see where you can run to?"

With that, Lin Yuan kicked over Wang Ai's wheelchair.

"Old dog, hurry and crawl!"

Wang Ai watched Lin Yuan follow him unhurriedly, a cruel look of revenge flashing in his eyes.

"Lin Yuan!!! You forced me to do this!!!"

Wang Ai's entire body immediately erupted with Black Qi. The terrifying Black Qi instantly enveloped the corpses of the Wang Family members.

"Hahahahaha! Lin Yuan! I should thank you! You completed the last step of my plan!"

Wang Ai laughed maniacally.

Lin Yuan looked at Wang Ai with a cold expression.

"To develop Soul Summoning to this extent, I don't know if you're talented, or truly evil-minded."

The core of Soul Summoning is the spirit.

Naturally formed spirits in heaven and earth are rare.

All things have spirits. The shamanic practices of the Northeast, passed down through generations, are a form of spirit utilization.

Humans also have spirits.

After a person dies, as long as the person is willing, and Soul Summoning is used, a spirit body can appear.

Feng Xingtong's grandfather, Wang Zizhong, came about this way.

But how many people are willing to become spirits?

That old man Wang Ai used another method. He placed a Restriction on all the Wang Family disciples.

As soon as a person dies, it forces the human body to generate a spirit.

This way, Soul Summoning could control them.

"Wang Ai, you really stop at nothing for revenge."

"Lin Yuan, you forced me to do this!"

"If it weren't for you! My great-grandson wouldn't have died!"

"We, the Wang Family, as one of the four great Families of the Outsider World, how can we endure such humiliation?!"

"Lin Yuan! Today, you and I will settle all our new and old grievances!"

"Hehehehe... are you even worthy of saying that? Wang Ai, you should go pee and look at yourself more."

As soon as Lin Yuan finished speaking, the surrounding Black Qi began to rapidly gather in Wang Ai's direction.

Among them were mixed a large number of screams and curses.

"Don't blame me!! Blame Lin Yuan!!!"

"Ah!!!"

Wang Ai let out a mournful scream.

Lin Yuan watched Wang Ai with interest.

"Hehehe... aren't you afraid of bursting yourself to death?"

At this moment, Wang Ai's previously crippled legs and arms actually grew back, but they looked somewhat grotesque, as if made of asphalt.

"Ah!! Hahahahaha! I never thought that 'Spirit Absorption' would be so miraculous!! Hahahaha! I just feel my whole body is filled with power!!"

At this moment, Wang Ai's entire body began to swell, his physique becoming increasingly bloated, and his figure surged to over five meters tall.

"Lin Yuan!! Today! You are destined to die by my hand!!"

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