Xue Kong's gaze was so deep that the younger generation of the Xue family and Honglian were all stunned on the spot. They could open their mouths but could not speak. At this moment, they seemed to have the illusion of meeting an elder of the clan.
Xue Kong's mind moved, and the bodies of the dozen or so Xue family juniors also exploded. The blood mist behind them, which was very close to Honglian, even exploded on her face, causing her head to buzz and her eyes to become dull.
As Honglian's emotions fluctuated violently, this world gradually showed signs of distortion. The flowers, trees, sky, earth, and then Honglian all twisted.
Only Xue Kong remained as usual.
Immediately afterwards, the scene in front of Xue Kong changed again.
He stood on the back mountain of Yinliu Town. There were bursts of cool air all around, and there were crying sounds ringing in his ears. Members of the Xue family, dressed in mourning, stood beside the ancestral tomb and performed a grand ceremony to worship their ancestors.
"It never ends. When will it end?" Xue Kong shook his head slightly. While the others were crying with visible sadness on their faces, he walked out alone.
Extremely conspicuous.
Under the gazes of more and more people, Xue Kong arrived in front of his ancestors' tomb. Before he could say anything, someone immediately scolded him, "Xue Kong, you are so bold! Three generations of our clan are going to pay their last respects to our ancestors. Do you understand the rules?"
"Without your parents teaching you, don't you know what etiquette and respect are?!"
"Why don't you get out of here right now? What are you standing there in a daze for?"
Xue Kong glanced at everyone. All the Xue family members looked at him with strong anger. This anger was abnormal and unreasonable. It should have been more of doubt.
"The illusion is working again, let's make it more intense." Xue Kong's mind moved, and a tree appeared behind him, with eight branches swaying wildly, full of weirdness.
Xue Kong raised his hand and tapped lightly on the ancestral tomb. The tomb immediately exploded, and the bones and coffin inside turned into dust.
"Xue Kong! How dare you!!"
"You beast, today I will teach you a lesson on behalf of your dead parents!"
"This is a heinous crime. I am going to wipe out the whole clan. No one is allowed to stop me!" Several elders were violent and ruthless. They used their cultivation to kill Xue Kong fiercely, but they were pierced through the bodies by branches and died halfway.
Eight branches stretched all the way, stringing up the Xuekong clan members one by one like candied haws, and then hung their bodies high up, displaying them to the sight of other Xue family members.
Xue Kong raised his head and looked at the sky. After all the killing, he could see that the sky was distorted violently again.
Even the Demon Lord Baofu himself might not be able to guess it.
The powerful formation he left behind was trampled upon in such a simple and crude way.
He could not have imagined that there were people in the world who had no attachment to their entire clan and killed their entire clan as easily as slaughtering chickens and dogs without even blinking an eye.
Under Xue Kong's non-stop slaughter, the sky became more and more distorted, until the surrounding scenery began to twist like a whirlpool again. Xue Kong found that he had come to another place.
This place felt very unfamiliar to him.
He stood on the busy streets of Silver Willow City, looking at the endless stream of people and the unfamiliar shops around him. He was a little confused: "I don't remember any of this. What did the illusion change?"
While he was wondering, a horse came galloping towards him from the end of the street. Everyone along the way scattered in panic. The horse and the young man on its back came directly towards Xue Kong who was standing in the middle of the street.
He was already determined to kill and knew how to break the deadlock. Without any hesitation, he raised his hand and killed the horse and the young man on its back, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.
"Ah!!!" Seeing this cruel scene, screams were heard all around.
Xue Kong saw a big word "Bear" on the chest of the young man's clothes. Before he could guess, several auras suddenly rose into the sky from Yinliu City and quickly came towards him.
Soon, seven or eight figures surrounded Xue Kong.
Xue Kong glanced at these people and saw the word "bear" on their chests.
One of them looked at the shredded flesh of the horse and the young man on the ground, and his pupils trembled. He turned around abruptly and shouted, "What grudge do you have against my Xiong clan? Why are you so cruel?"
"Members of the Xiong clan?" Xue Kong suddenly realized that the illusion had taken place when the five major clans in Yinliu Town had not yet been destroyed. However, that was not in his memory, so how could he conjure it up?
He was once again shocked by the powerful methods of the Demon Lord of Baofu. He could even present things that he had no memory of. It was simply amazing.
Xue Kong didn't want to say more. When he was about to kill these people together, a figure suddenly rushed out from the corner of the street next to him and rushed straight towards Xue Kong. The figure was very fast, and his cultivation level was obvious.
However, no matter how high this person's cultivation level is, he is not as good as Xue Kong.
The moment he appeared, Xue Kong discovered him. When he was about to kill him, Xue Kong saw the man's face clearly, and his raised right hand suddenly froze in place. A rare hesitation appeared on Xue Kong's face.
This kind of stiffness and hesitation had only appeared in his previous life, but now it happened again.
"Don't panic, fellow Daoist. I will help you escape from here." The man's voice was gentle, giving people a sense of intimacy. When he spoke in a low voice, he grabbed Xue Kong's wrist, pulled him and fled into the distance.
Xue Kong did not resist, but his expression showed unprecedented complex emotions. He let the man pull his wrist and escape from the pursuit of the Xiong clan.
It’s because this person... is his father.
Xue Zheng, who died when Xue Kong was very young!
Xue Zheng died in battle when Xue Kong was still an infant, and Xue Kong's memory of him was very vague. But just now, the familiar voice deep in his memory and the intimate feeling of blood mixing with water made him extremely certain that the man in front of him was his father.
"Father... I never thought that I would be able to see my father again one day." A strong emotion surged in Xue Kong's heart, and he couldn't tell what it was.
surprise?
Maybe.
Xue Zheng pulled Xue Kong away in an instant. His cultivation was obviously higher than those members of the Xiong clan. He pulled Xue Kong out of Yinliu Town and fled for dozens of miles. Seeing that no one was catching up with them, he stopped.
Xue Zheng was panting, with fine beads of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Xue Kong stared at his father's face closely. It was a young and handsome face with regular features and sharp edges. Although he was sweating profusely at the moment, he still showed a gentle smile.
"Fellow Daoist, they can't catch up. This place is safe." Xue Zheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and smiled. "Go ahead. As long as you leave here, they won't be able to find you."
"Why did you save me?" Xue Kong was silent for a moment and then asked.
Xue Zheng laughed and said, "The Xiong family is arrogant and domineering, often oppressing the good and causing public outrage. The man you killed today was a dandy dandy who did all sorts of evil things. Well done, a brilliant kill!"
"If you kill him, you'll be doing a good deed for the people of Silver Willow Town. How can I just watch you get killed by them?"
After hearing this, Xue Kong nodded slightly, a sincere smile appearing on his face.
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