In the Qinling Mountains, in the Leng family's mansion!
More than seven thousand members of the Leng family turned ghastly pale as they stared at the bloody mist in the square. Some of the weaker ones even flew up, trying to escape from the Leng family's mansion.
However, just as they flew to the edge of the mansion, streaks of sharp Sword Qi that contained a destructive aura directly minced those Leng Clan members who wanted to escape into powder.
"That's a powerful trap formation!"
The white-haired old man shouted at Yu Haoran with a gloomy face as he watched more than a hundred members of the Leng family being killed by countless streaks of sword auras.
"Yu, are you going to wipe out the Leng family today?"
"Five minutes ago, Mengyao and I had a wedding ceremony in a tower deep in the Qinling Mountains."
Yu Haoran straightens up Zhou Mengyao on his back. He steps into the mansion of the Leng Family and says with murderous intent.
"Mengyao left in advance, but as her husband, I, Yu Haoran, swore that I would bury all seventy-three thousand five hundred and thirty-seven members of the Leng family with her so that she could leave safely."
"Yu Haoran, apart from the seven thousand Martial Saints here, the rest of the Leng family are mostly old, weak, sick, orphans and widows. Do you really have the heart to kill them?"
An old man at the peak of the seventh rank of the Martial Saint Realm, whose hair was white and was nearing the end of his life, shouted with a trembling body.
"That's right!"
Yu Haoran nodded without any change in his expression.
"Men, women, old, young, disabled, sick, and weak, kill them all."
"Yu Haoran, you're not human. You're an executioner from the dynasty, a devil from the north, a demon from hell."
After receiving Yu Haoran's cold and merciless reply, the white-haired old man cursed and scolded with a sorrowful expression.
"You'll die a tragic death sooner or later!"
"Old man, are you heartbroken to see your family and friends about to be killed?"
Facing the old man's rebuke and curse, Yu Haoran forcefully suppressed the anger in his heart and asked.
"Then, as a member of the Leng family, Lin Mengyao, have you ever thought about how I, Yu Haoran, felt when her soul was being refined and her blood drawn?"
"Yu Haoran, Zhou Mengyao's death has nothing to do with our Leng Family. Why do you want all the 70,000 people of our Leng Family to die with her?" The old man who had been beaten by Yu Haoran for many years interrogates him with grief and indignation.
"Old man, how do you know that this matter has nothing to do with the Leng family?" Yu Haoran asked with a sneer.
"Yu Haoran, as long as Cold Cloud and the others use the method of burning their phoenix blood to awaken the three Emperor Wu powerhouses from their slumber, the three Emperor Wu realm fellows will be affected by my secret technique and die under the burning of their ancestor's bloodline." Yu Haoran had just questioned the old man when the Tower Spirit quickly returned to his Sea of Consciousness and reminded him.
Thaling's timely return and reminder not only filled Yu Haoran with endless confidence in annihilating the Leng family, but also gave him enough means to expose everything that Cold Cloud had done to Mengyao.
"Evidence!"
Faced with Yu Haoran's shout, the old man stretched out his trembling hand and said.
"Yu Haoran, take out evidence that Mengyao's death is related to the Leng family, and this old man will believe you."
"Old man, if I can take out evidence, then what can you do for me?" Yu Haoran, who did not immediately take out the evidence, continued to ask with a sneer.
"Yu Haoran, as long as you are able to produce solid evidence, then regardless of who killed Miss Meng Yao, this old man will order the few elders of the Punishment Hall to make him pay with his life for Miss Meng Yao's death." The old man who had been beaten to death lightly patted his chest and guaranteed.
After sizing him up, Yu Haoran spoke in a doubtful tone, "You're only a peak seventh-grade Martial Saint, an old man with one foot in the grave!"
"The three elders of the Leng family who have real power are my sons, the two great elders of the Third Tribulation Emperor Wu Realm are my younger brothers, and the seven hall masters who control one-third of the family's power are my grandsons."
Faced with Yu Haoran's doubts, the old man who had been in charge of the dynasty arrogantly introduced himself and asked in return.
"Yu Haoran, do you think I have the right to decide the fate of the Leng family?"
"Ah, ah, ah …!"
Just as the old man's question fell, three incomparably miserable howls suddenly rang out from the depths of the Leng Clan's mansion.
Hearing the familiar screams, the white-haired old man of the Emperor Wu Realm could not help but change his expression. He immediately flew into the air and planned to enter the mansion, but Cold Cloud and the other eight people rushed out in panic.
"Patriarch, what exactly happened? What happened to the three ancestors? "The white-haired old man appeared in front of Cold Cloud and asked with a gloomy expression.
"Screech, screech, screech …!"
Just as Cold Cloud was about to explain, the miserable screams from the depths of the mansion stopped, followed by three phoenix cries that resounded through the sky.
Accompanied by the cries that resounded through the sky, three giant phoenixes that were more than a thousand meters long soared into the sky from the depths of the mansion.
"Burning Soul and Refining Blood!" Seeing the three giant phoenixes burning with white flames, the white-haired old man cried out in horror.
"Thaling, thank you!"
Seeing Thaling use the same method to make the three strongest ancestors of the Leng family suffer the same fate as Meng Yao, Yu Haoran, who was grateful, thanked Thaling in his Sea of Consciousness.
"Yu Haoran, I have already left a Spiritual Thought Imprint in the bodies of the three fellows."
Ignoring Yu Haoran's thanks, Thaling reminded him excitedly.
"At that time, not only will they suffer the same pain as Meng Yao, but they will also use their painful deaths to give you the hope of advancing your Divine Soul and Origin Energy to Emperor Wu's realm."
"The essence blood of the Divine Phoenix!"
Without much guessing, Yu Haoran knew what the hope of assisting his Origin Energy and Soul Power to advance to Emperor Wu's realm was.
"That's right!"
Nodding his head in confirmation, Thaling explained further excitedly.
"Yu Haoran, those three fellows are not only Almighty experts at the advanced level of Emperor Wu, but the Divine Phoenix bloodline in their bodies has also been activated to almost 70%."
"The essence blood of the Divine Phoenix extracted from burning soul and refining blood is enough to assist your Origin Energy and Soul Power to advance to the peak of Emperor Wu's fourth stage, or even to the early stage of Emperor Wu's fifth stage."
The benefits of the essence blood of the Divine Phoenix soothed Yu Haoran's sorrowful mood.
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