In the Qinling Mountains, in front of the Leng Family Mansion!
In the eyes of the Leng Family members, Cold Cloud was a leader with great foresight and the ability to devise strategies. He was a qualified leader who could lead the family to continuous development.
At the same time, he was amiable, fair, and just. He respected the old and loved the young, so he was deeply respected and loved by the Leng Clan. Otherwise, it would be impossible for all the Leng Clan experts above the Martial Sage Realm to gather at his command.
Faced with Ancestor Leng Shengda's questioning, the Leng Family members' first reaction was disbelief. They suspected that he had made a mistake in his judgment.
In the face of Cold Cloud's seemingly reasonable but actually flawed reasoning, the Leng Family members nodded their heads and believed him without a doubt.
"Family Leader, I'm not so old that I can't see clearly. I can still tell what the remnant soul power in Meng Yao's mind has done." Cold Cloud's sophistry and the Leng Family members' ignorance made Leng Shengda angry. His face gradually darkened as he mocked.
"Ancestor, not only is Leng Yun the patriarch of the clan, he's also a clansman who possesses the direct bloodline. Could it be that you'd rather believe in the scheme of an enemy than believe in the innocence of your own clansmen?" In the face of Leng Shengda's mockery, Cold Cloud immediately pretended to be aggrieved and questioned him.
At the same time, the more than seven thousand Leng Family members in the mansion square also looked at him with suspicion and dissatisfaction.
After all, Leng Shengda had been in a deep sleep for too long. Not only did he not have deep feelings for his family members, but the Leng Family also didn't have any direct relatives.
In the face of Leng Yun's sophistry and the doubts and dissatisfaction of his clansmen, Leng Shengda, an almighty expert in the Martial Emperor Realm, was so angry that his lungs were about to explode.
At this moment, he couldn't wait to use the Demonic Sect's soul-searching technique to personally check Cold Cloud's memories. He wanted to see how many despicable and shameless things this person who always talked about righteousness and morality had done.
At the same time, he wanted to let the Leng Family members who trusted Cold Cloud see how the family leader they respected and trusted was a treacherous liar.
"Shengda, you're wrong!"
Just as Leng Shengda couldn't control the anger in his heart and was about to personally teach Cold Cloud a lesson and even search his memories, the voice of another Emperor Wu Family member sounded in his mind.
"Seventh Uncle!" Leng Shengda hurriedly used the same method of Divine Thought Transmission.
"Sheng Da, even if the secret technique of burning the soul and refining the blood was done by Leng Yun, no matter what, he is still the Patriarch of our Leng Clan. Not only does he represent the face of our Leng Clan, he also symbolizes the unity of our Leng Clan."
"Sheng Da, what you need to do at this time is not to question Leng Yun's actions, but to use your powerful strength to directly kill Yu Haoran, consolidate your position in the hearts of the clansmen, and raise your reputation in the clan."
"After all, you and I have been sleeping for too long. Our clansmen have long forgotten about us. Right now, we need the enemy's blood to demonstrate and seize the prestige and position that we deserve."
Leng Shengda couldn't help but fall into deep thought when he heard the elder's suggestion.
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that Seventh Uncle's suggestion was reasonable. The more he felt it was reasonable, the anger in his body gradually subsided.
Yu Haoran raised his head and glanced at the depths of the Leng Family's mansion. A cold light flashed in his eyes. He began to re-activate Emperor Wu's physical body, preparing to face his first strong opponent after his strength had improved by leaps and bounds.
"Family Leader, I thought about it carefully just now. I feel that your explanation is indeed reasonable. You have no reason to do such a cruel thing to your own daughter."
After careful consideration, Leng Shengda finally decided to accept Seventh Uncle's suggestion. He cupped his hands and expressed his attitude to Cold Cloud again. Then, he turned around and looked at Yu Haoran coldly.
"It seems that you have been brainwashed by a more despicable and cold-blooded person than Cold Cloud!"
Yu Haoran couldn't help but sigh in disappointment when he saw Leng Shengda's murderous eyes. He sneered and ridiculed him indirectly while taking out the special glove magic tool he had obtained when he killed Gu Sheng, the last opponent in the Hidden Dragon Ranking.
Back then, the Pagoda Spirit had carefully examined the gloves, which were sometimes at the peak of the supreme level of the Exalt realm and sometimes infinitely close to the lower level of the Emperor realm. In the end, it concluded that it was an incomplete magic tool.
After Thaling's modification and tempering, the special glove had not only successfully advanced to the low-grade Emperor Realm, but also became more suitable for his Ancestral Witch Body.
"Yu Haoran, using a fake corpse, not only did you kill fourteen top Venerable Realm experts of the Leng Family, but you also dared to insult the family leader who represents the face of the Leng Family."
Ignoring the low-grade Emperor Realm glove that Yu Haoran took out, Leng Shengda's attitude quickly changed and he scolded with a righteous attitude.
"As the ancestor of the Leng Family in the Emperor Wu Realm, how can I allow a junior like you to continue being so arrogant?"
"Junior, die!"
When Leng Shengda flashed out of the Leng Family's mansion, he directly hit Zhou Mengyao, who was behind Yu Haoran, with a palm technique beyond the Heavenly Level and a shout. He intended to destroy Zhou Mengyao first.
"Old thing, you're courting death!"
Originally, Yu Haoran wanted to test his true strength after breaking through by fighting with Leng Shengda, who was at the peak of the First Grade Emperor Wu Realm.
However, the fact that Leng Shengda dared to attack Lin Mengyao's corpse was tantamount to touching his reverse scale. This made him instantly feel the anger in his body burning.
"Sky Shattering Fist!"
Without any hesitation, he directly overdrew a part of the Ancestral Witch's bloodline in exchange for a stronger strength, faster speed, and more powerful Ancestral Witch's inherited fist technique at the same time.
"Boom!"
Overdrawing a part of the Ancestral Witch's bloodline allowed the power of the Sky Shattering Fist to reach the peak of the First Grade Emperor Wu Realm.
However, limited by the fact that his strength had not fully recovered and his aura was repelled by the environment, Leng Shengda could only exert the strength of the First Grade Emperor Wu Realm.
Therefore, in the face of the tearing power of the First Grade Emperor Wu Realm, the supreme Venerable Realm magic weapon on his body was quickly destroyed and his flesh was instantly torn apart.
"Ah …!"
The instant when his flesh and internal organs were torn apart, Leng Shengda could not help but howl in pain.
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