NOVPUB"But in this world, everyone must die one day, either as light as a feather or under the weight of Mount Tai.
My Lan Family has no sons who fear death. Now, in this moment of crisis, are you willing to follow me to slay the Demon and protect our Heaven Blue City, to safeguard our Tianluan Domain?"
"We are willing," someone from below, with tears brimming in their eyes, drew their weapon and bellowed aloud.
The sounds of agreement rose after another within Heaven Blue City as countless members of the Lan Family converged and attacked Xu Zimei in the sky, attempting to prevent him from destroying the Formation again.
"I will let the corpses of the Lan Family fill the entire Heaven Blue City," Xu Zimei looked at the Tyrant Shadow in his hand and spoke indifferently.
"In these tens of thousands of years, how many Heavenly Demons have you killed? Speaking of a blood debt being repaid in blood, that’s not too much to ask, right?"
Blade Intent wreaked havoc in the Firmament, and in the densely clouded sky, it seemed as if a light drizzle was falling.
The rain was cool and clear.
Xu Zimei turned his head, held his breath, focused his gaze, and drew his sword, then turned and charged into the increasingly fierce downpour.
"Even if there are millions of people, those who oppose me will only find piles of bones under their feet."
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Hundreds of members of the Lan Family charged at Xu Zimei, who fought alone.
Above the Prison Suppressor Demon Body, Demonic Qi soared to the sky, merging with the thick clouds.
The might of the Divine Vein Realm enveloped him as he executed the nineteen moves of the Way of Inquiry in succession, each one more formidable with the roaring Demonic Qi.
"Kill him and revitalize our Lan Family."
"Even if it’s the Heavenly Demon, everyone has the right to execute it; we will die with a sense of purpose."
Watching these young men die generously for the so-called just cause, Xu Zimei laughed out loud.
With his Tyrant Shadow Blade in hand, he swung down, and countless people died miserably under his blade.
Raging roars and mournful cries intertwined, resounding together.
Blood rain began to pour from the sky, as if everyone had gone mad with killing.
One by one, heads fell to the ground, and the youths of the Lan Family came wave after wave.
"To win every battle,
Against the Current,
When the great wind arises, clouds fly,
Floating Green Duckweed,
Wind and Cloud Transforming Dragon,
Slaughter Blade,
Annihilation Void."
With the execution of the nineteen moves of the Way of Inquiry, one move exploded after another in the sky.
Each and every corpse represented the fall of a life, and the people of the Lan Family were beside themselves with fury.
"Fight, fight, fight."
Roars of fury rose in the sky.
People of great influence preserved their own interests, having retreated early on, especially with the existence of someone like the Divine Emperor, who truly did not wish to get involved.
Atop the attic of the inner courtyard of the Lan Residence, Lan Ke’er, dressed in green, gazed at the distant sky.
The bodies of her clansmen fell one after another, one, two, three....
By the end, she had lost count of how many had died, she did not know how many tears she had shed, and she had even begun to grow numb.
What caught her eye was that the man in the sky seemed like a War God, or as if he were the Demon King from the prophecies, covered in blood, as if life meant nothing in his hands.
......
This battle lasted for a whole half day.
Xu Zimei felt as if he wasn’t so much killing people as he was harvesting leeks.
The leeks kept coming crop after crop, seemingly endless.
The bodies were piled up like mountains below, and the rich stench of blood along with the unique odor of the corpses nearly permeated the entire sky.
People often act on heated impulse and do many things beyond their own imagination, but when that heat dissipates, most are left only with regret.
Whether it was a surge of people or a human wave tactic, in the end, none of it brought Xu Zimei down.
Instead, as the number of people around him dwindled, the deafening cheers became fainter.
Many people then clearly realized that the tribesmen who had fought shoulder to shoulder with them had now become corpses beneath their feet.
Only a few people remained by their side.
At this moment, fear began to plant its seeds in some people’s hearts, and some dared not fight any longer, their figures began to shrink back.
Only Lan Juntian, along with several family elders, were still struggling to advance towards Xu Zimei.
The sharp Blade Qi burst forth from the Tyrant Shadow, directly sending a crowd of people flying.
Before Lan Juntian could get up, a blade was already at his neck.
"My revered father-in-law," Xu Zimei said with a smirk.
"What are you talking about?" Lan Juntian frowned slightly, then quickly realized what was happening.
"Ke’er, you have lured Ke’er, haven’t you? No wonder her attitude was so abnormal yesterday."
"No, you must believe that I love her more than anyone," Xu Zimei shook his head.
"That was simply her choice."
"The victor becomes king, the loser the outcast. If you want to kill, then kill. There’s no need to insult me," Lan Juntian said coldly and indifferently.
"Even if my Lan Family is exterminated today, other families will stand up in the future. There will come a day when your Demon Race is destroyed.
I just regret that I couldn’t rid you all by my own hand."
"You are too decayed. Power is in my hands; I decide what is right and wrong.
Do you really think you understand the Demon Race? You only know from those so-called prophecies of your ancestors.
Isn’t it ignorant to label them with a hat of destruction based on that alone?" Xu Zimei said lightly.
"You can say whatever you want. In this life, I share no common sky with the Demon Race," Lan Juntian declared loud and clear.
"Then you can go to die," Xu Zimei’s gaze turned cold, and he raised the Tyrant Shadow high.
"Don’t," just then, a cry of alarm sounded from the side.
Lan Ke’er approached swiftly from afar, stepping through the air to block the path of Xu Zimei’s blade.
"Please don’t kill my father, I’m begging you."
With tears streaming down her face, she shook her head at Xu Zimei, looking haggard.
"Don’t, really don’t. I can’t bear to watch my father die before my eyes."
"Ke’er, do not beg him. There are none in the Lan Family who crave life and fear death. Even in death, we have no fears," Lan Juntian stated from aside.
As he watched Lan Ke’er’s sorrowful expression, Xu Zimei crouched down slightly, touching her hair once again.
He said with a smile, "Alright, you say not to let him die, so I won’t kill him."
After Xu Zimei finished speaking, he chuckled, turned around, and walked away with his blade.
Watching Xu Zimei’s departing figure, Lan Ke’er felt an emptiness inside her.
She wanted to grasp that figure, but felt as if her entire body had lost all strength.
Behind her, Lan Juntian still shouted, "Don’t think I’ll be grateful because you spared me.
In this life, even if I descend into Hell, I will find a way to annihilate your Demon Race."
Xu Zimei didn’t say a word, just quietly walked towards the Life and Death Demon Extinguishing Array.
When passing by the Divine Emperor, he didn’t make a sound, only his lips parted slightly, mouthing a single word.
"Kill!"
…
When Xu Zimei moved towards the Formation, the Divine Emperor raised his hand, and the space around him twisted.
The space where Lan Juntian stood distorted violently, and his entire body was devoured and twisted into shreds of flesh by the space.
"Who let you kill him?" Xu Zimei turned around, cried out in shock, and roared.
"In my life as the Divine Emperor, I have never needed to explain my actions to anyone." The Divine Emperor stood proudly in the Void, speaking indifferently.
"Fucking drama queen!"
Xu Zimei, wielding his blade, charged directly at the Divine Emperor, "You’re seeking death."
