Until now, the Wang Clan was still holding on to their hopes. In Xiao Chen's opinion, if it were him.
Then, the moment he made a move, he would have done everything he could to get his clan members to escape.
Even if only one-tenth of them managed to escape, they would still be able to carry on the clan's legacy and would not be slaughtered.
However, the Wang Clan obviously did not think so. They even thought that they could stop Xiao Chen and the other two.
Such a naive and childish thought. It was hard to say whether the Wang Clan was too confident or too stupid.
As expected, as Xiao Chen expected, reinforcements had arrived. However, they were not from the Wang Clan, but the two Kings of the Emperor Dong Palace.
As the two Kings of the Emperor Dong Palace arrived, the Wang Clan members were dumbfounded.
Just Xiao Chen and the other two were already difficult for them to resist. Now, there were two more Kings of the Combat Ancestor Realm. For a moment, everyone was in despair.
There was no chance of winning. They could not see any chance of survival. Only death awaited them.
The two people who rushed over did not hesitate at all. They immediately joined the battle. Their targets were naturally the two Primogenitors of the Wang Family.
"Brother Xiao Chen, Brother Lie Wan, we are here to help you."
As they spoke, the two Kings joined the battle. The pressure on the two Wang Clan Ancestors immediately increased. They were at a disadvantage and were completely suppressed.
"Damn it."
Their previous confidence instantly vanished. No matter how arrogant the two ancestors of the Wang Clan were, they knew that it was impossible to fight two against four.
"Why? Why must you destroy our Wang Clan?"
They roared angrily. Perhaps it was only at this moment that the two Wang Clan Ancestors realized that the North Emperor was really planning to destroy their Wang Clan.
Their Wang Family was truly on the brink of death. The two Primogenitors of the Wang Family had never felt so close to death.
As the Kings of the North Emperor Palace, they used to be so high and mighty. But now, they were shrouded in the thick aura of death.
The rest of the Wang Clan were the same.
They did not care about the anger of the two Wang Clan Ancestors. What happened between them and the North Emperor had nothing to do with Xiao Chen and the rest.
To put it bluntly, Xiao Chen and the others had only acted because they were following orders from old man Donghuang.
With a cold expression, he cooperated with a King of the Emperor Dong Palace. Facing the attacks of the two, the Wang Family Ancestor managed to block one attack, but he also revealed an opening.
Without wasting any time, Xiao Chen slashed out with his sword, not giving the Wang Clan's Primogenitor a chance to react. He cut off his left arm.
The progenitor of the Wang Clan had managed to avoid being hit in his vitals at the last moment. Otherwise, he wouldn't have just lost his left arm.
Even so, having his left arm chopped off still had a huge impact on his combat strength.
After gaining the upper hand, Xiao Chen continued attacking. His eyes were calm, showing no change in his attitude.
After a fierce battle, under the combined efforts of Xiao Chen and Jian Wushuang, the ancestor of the Wang Clan was unable to change the outcome of the battle and ended up dead.
Under normal circumstances, it was impossible for a war ancestor realm king to fall.
But at this moment, in the sky above the Wang Clan, a war ancestor realm king had fallen.
This was probably the first war ancestor realm king to fall in the North Region in a thousand years. As if the Heavens had sensed it, a rain of blood began to fall, accompanied by the sound of weeping.
Blood splattered everywhere as Xiao Chen blasted his body into a bloody mist. His soul was also obliterated.
In the end, with only a wisp of his soul left, the Wang Clan Primogenitor roared at the sky.
"I can't accept this! Why, why? Why did my Wang Clan do this for the North Region? Why did I do this for you?
"My Wang Clan is the benefactor of the North Region. We are the benefactor of your North Emperor. I can't accept this …"
The roar resounded through the sky, almost spreading throughout the entire North Region. This was a war ancestor realm king swearing to the heavens with the last of his strength.
Even in the Northern Imperial Palace, the many Kings heard this roar.
The kings of the North Royal Palace, who were originally calm, all changed their expressions. Some reminisced, some lamented, and some sighed silently.
They all knew that the North Emperor was going to destroy the Wang Clan this time, and they did not object, nor could they object. They all tacitly agreed with the North Emperor's decision.
They thought that they could calmly accept all of this, but when it really happened, the kings of the North Royal Palace realized that their hearts were indeed a little stuffy, and they could not be as calm as water.
After all, no matter what, the two ancestors of the Wang Clan were from the North Royal Palace, and they were old friends who had been together for thousands of years.
Perhaps there had been unhappiness, but it was more of a friendship that had gradually accumulated over a long period of time.
Usually, no one would care about this, but now that their old friends had left, all kinds of emotions surged in their hearts.
Who said that war ancestor realm kings were immortal and indestructible? Who in the world dared to say that they were undefeated, undying, and indestructible?
Even the Heavenly Dao could be obliterated. If one was strong enough, not to mention kings, even emperors would have to suffer.
A white-haired old man slowly poured the wine in his cup to the ground and said in a low voice.
"In the end, they still left."
The old man was also a king of the North Royal Palace, and he had a good relationship with the two ancestors of the Wang Clan. Now, his heart was filled with mixed feelings.
Since he could not attack, he could only use this method to send his old friends off.
As for the others, even those who had a grudge with the two ancestors of the Wang Clan, or those who were not on good terms with them, sighed softly.
"Master, you have never been on good terms with the Wang Clan. Now that the ancestor of the Wang Clan is dead, aren't you happy?"
In a simple courtyard, a seven or eight-year-old child asked a middle-aged man.
This person was also a king of the North Royal Palace, but it could be said that he had never been on good terms with the Wang Clan, and neither side liked the other.
Even so, he did not show the slightest bit of happiness or joy after the death of the ancestor of the Wang Clan. Instead, he revealed a helpless and melancholic expression.
Hearing his little disciple's question, the middle-aged man pondered for a moment, then said indifferently.
"Hatred or resentment, it's all in the past. Such an ending is indeed lamentable."
There was indeed a grudge, but so what? A person's death was like a lamp being extinguished. Looking at their former enemy, the king of the North Royal Palace, the ancestor of the Wang Clan being killed just like that, the middle-aged man was filled with emotions.
The middle-aged man's heart was filled with emotions. Perhaps the Wang family could have had a different ending, but in the end, they still came to this step.
If the Wang Clan had restrained themselves, the North Royal Palace might not have ended up like this. Unfortunately, it was all too late.
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