199: Chapter 198 Annihilation of the Entire Family

Elder Earth Yin held his hands before his chest, an Eight-foot Blood Wheel radiating a thick, bloody aura rapidly condensed into form. Wang Lin, No Yin, and Extreme Yin lined up behind him, pouring their remaining magical power into it as if it cost nothing.

"Xuan Yin Slash!"

Elder Earth Yin's face twisted ferociously as he roared!

The blood wheel, carrying a terrifying might capable of tearing everything asunder, cleaved straight towards Chen Zilong's head!

Wherever it passed, even space was shaken, cracking with spiderweb-like black fissures!

Chen Zilong's pupils contracted sharply. Golden light erupted from his body to its extreme. He crossed his arms, forcibly blocking this world-shattering blow!

Two supremely powerful forces collided and ground against each other madly, emitting a deafening, ear-splitting shriek!

At this deadlocked, critical moment, a fierce glint flashed in Chen Zilong's eyes as he suddenly shouted:

"Now!"

The hearts of Wang Lin and the other three lurched violently. Before they could understand what this "now" meant, they were horrified to discover a sky-obscuring, earth-shadowing golden cauldron had already silently appeared high above their heads!

The overlord cauldron transformed into a Kun Peng, carrying a majestic momentum capable of suppressing the ages and crushing stars, descended with a thunderous crash!

The light was so blindingly intense it forced one's eyes shut!

"No—!!!"

The four only had time to utter half a cry of despair and unwillingness. The next second, they were utterly swallowed by endless golden waves, their forms and spirits annihilated, not even a speck of ash remaining.

With the Formation Eye destroyed, the several hundred cultivators below maintaining the formation all spat out a mouthful of old blood in unison as if wheat being scythed, then collapsed limply to the ground, devoid of any breath.

The dark clouds in the sky began to disperse, and the torrential downpour gradually ceased.

A few golden rays of sunlight tenaciously pierced through the gaps in the clouds, shining precisely on Chen Zilong standing alone in the void.

His robes were somewhat disheveled, and a trace of blood still lingered at the corner of his mouth.

But his posture was upright and straight, his sleeves fluttering gently in the breeze, giving him an ethereal aura, as if an immortal descended to the mortal world.

He had won. This bitter battle, in the end, was won by him.

The Zhou Family members were stunned for a moment before erupting into deafening cheers, their faces flushed with excitement.

Zhou Xiao's eyes even reddened. She rushed forward quickly, her voice choked with emotion:

"Zilong, this time... we truly owe it all to you!"

Chen Zilong waved his hand dismissively, but there was no joy on his face. Instead, he said solemnly:

"Don't celebrate too soon. This matter... is not over yet."

Zhou Family Head Zhou Yi, dragging his injured body over, walked up with deep worry etched between his brows:

"Young Friend Chen, the Xuan Yin Sect is powerful and vengeful over the slightest grievance. I'm afraid this matter... will be difficult to resolve peacefully."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zilong instead faintly smiled, but that smile was tempered with icy killing intent:

"Since the feud is already formed, we might as well make it absolute and eliminate the root of trouble forever."

Before his words faded, his figure had already transformed into a streak of light, disappearing into the horizon.

First stop, straight to the Wang Family Manor.

Chen Zilong hovered mid-air, gazing down expressionlessly at the sprawling estate below, brightly lit with pavilions and towers.

It was this family. First, they humiliated him by breaking off the engagement. Now, they even sought to put him to death.

"Wang Lin, you brought this upon yourself."

His hands swiftly formed seals. In the sky, thunderclouds instantly churned, and electric serpents danced wildly!

Countless fierce thunderbolts, thick as barrels, poured down like a torrential rain, accurately bombarding every corner of the Wang Manor!

"Boom!!!"

"Crack—!!"

The entire Wang Manor instantly transformed into an ocean of thunderstorm!

Blinding flashes of lightning flickered incessantly, and deafening thunderclaps drowned out everything else.

Faintly, one could hear shrill screams and terrified wails, but they were soon lost in the endless roars and the cacophony of collapsing buildings.

Chen Zilong's divine sense swept through coldly, confirming there was not a single trace of life left within this once-prosperous estate.

Immediately, he casually flicked his sleeve. Fierce True Flames soared skyward, rolling and churning. In mere moments, they reduced this sprawling complex, a symbol of the Wang Family's power, to nothing but broken walls and scorched earth.

Second stop, Qingyan City, Xuan Yin Sect Branch.

The cultivators here had clearly received word in advance. The protective barrier of the Sect's Grand Formation shone with a piercing light. Hundreds of disciples formed defensive arrays at key points, facing a formidable enemy. The air was thick with tension and fear.

"Chen Zilong! How dare you slaughter members of my Xuan Yin Sect..."

A cultivator who appeared to be an elder, forcing himself to appear calm, had just flown outside the formation to berate him harshly. Before he could finish his sentence, a streak of purple lightning shot through the air, accurately blasting into him!

"Bang!"

Without even time for a scream, this elder directly vaporized, vanishing from the world.

Chen Zilong was like a tiger among sheep. Wherever he passed, sword light flashed, and thunder techniques roared.

Those Xuan Yin Sect disciples who usually bullied and tyrannized now fell like straw, their blood staining the bluestone ground, converging into tiny streams.

There was not a shred of pity in his eyes. Every single one of these people had participated in the previous encirclement and assassination. They deserved their deaths.

When he stepped out expressionlessly through the gate of the now-ruined Xuan Yin Sect Branch, behind him was only a soaring pillar of flames, dyeing half of Qingyan City's sky crimson.

Since things have come to this, make them absolute.

When pulling weeds, be sure to remove the roots.

This... was Chen Zilong's code of conduct.