Bloody scenes unfolded continuously in every corner of the Ye family home, with screams rising and falling.
Whenever a member of the Ye family died, Pang Hongxin would bring their body back quietly with his men.
Soon, a mountain of corpses, as high as a small hill, piled up next to Qiao Suinian. The stench of blood was strong and pungent, wafting straight into people's nostrils.
At this point, one and a half minutes had elapsed.
The undead creatures that had just traumatized the Ye family's elites collapsed limply to the ground, turning back into cold corpses.
The corpses resurrected by the black mist of death cannot be resurrected a second time using the black mist of death, so Qiao Suinian did not have anyone retrieve the corpses of the people from Jinghai University.
Looking at the mountain of corpses before him, Qiao Suinian grinned and then unleashed the Black Mist of Death once more!
Enveloped by the black mist, the Ye family guards who had just been killed rose up like demons and rushed toward their former comrades.
"Old Li, wake up! It's me! Don't you recognize me? Didn't we agree to drink together tomorrow?"
A Ye family guard watched as his once-familiar comrade rushed towards him, and for a moment he was at a loss. He tried to use words to wake the man in front of him, but how could Old Li, who had become an undead creature, recognize him?
With a flash of cold light, the guy who was trying to wake his companion was cleaved in two with a single strike.
The same thing was happening to others, with the Ye family guards who had been turned into undead creatures by Qiao Suinian fighting against the still-living Ye family guards.
For a moment, the Ye family guards were all in danger, the battlefield was in complete chaos, and they couldn't even tell whether the people around them were friends or foes.
One of the Ye family guards was so nervous that he accidentally stabbed his living companion. He immediately regretted it and burst into tears while holding his companion's corpse.
"Old Ma! Old Ma! Ah! Ah!"
The guard cried out, trying to stuff his companion's protruding intestines back into his stomach, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't push them back in.
Qiao Suinian plopped down on the ground, panting heavily, like a fish about to die of thirst.
If you were to remove the bronze mask, you would find that Qiao Suinian's face was ashen, pale and bloodless.
Using the Black Mist of Death twice in a row, and with so many people being resurrected, must have taken a tremendous toll on him.
Even with Qiao Suinian's terrifying attributes, he was completely exhausted. At this moment, he was truly powerless, and even lifting his hand was extremely difficult.
If it were someone else, they would probably be sucked dry.
However, all of this expenditure is worthwhile.
Looking at the chaotic and bloody battlefield before him, a glint of light appeared in Qiao Suinian's eyes.
With less than a thousand people remaining from Jinghai University and the fighting force gathered by Pang Hongxin, it was naturally insufficient to confront the Ye family head-on.
However, a sneak attack combined with undead creatures clearing the way makes all the difference.
So far, Qiao Suinian's side has not suffered any losses, while the Ye family has already suffered heavy casualties.
The price Qiao Suinian and his team paid was merely the temporary loss of Qiao Suinian as a combatant.
"Zuo Fangya, hurry up and help Xiao Nianzi get back on his feet!"
Urged by Feng Zhizhao, Zuo Fangya hurriedly released a pink poisonous mist, which could stimulate the central nervous system and quickly restore energy.
After inhaling several breaths of the pink toxic mist, Qiao Suinian finally felt a bit of strength returning to her body.
At this moment, the second death mist arrived, and the undead creatures that had been full of life instantly collapsed.
"Alright, now it's up to you all! Let's go!" Qiao Suinian shouted.
Finally, the moment of close combat arrived, and the crowd, who had been holding back for so long, began to fight.
Warriors and knights charged to the front, while mages and archers provided continuous damage from the rear, and assassins harassed from the flanks.
In an instant, the battlefield before them seemed to have transformed into a giant grinding wheel of flesh and blood, with people dying and turning into cold corpses every minute and every second.
Sometimes the dead are members of the Ye family, and sometimes they are members of Qiao Suinian's side.
"Die! You bunch of bastards!"
Wielding a Tang sword, Feng Zhizhao roared, his body enveloped in lightning, like a thunder god descending to earth, as he slaughtered his way through the Ye family's crowd.
With a cold expression, Jiang Ping showed no mercy as he attacked. The crimson flames on his body had extended from his arms to his chest, and with each strike, members of the Ye family were burned to charred corpses.
Yi Feipeng roared and charged into the battlefield. Any cowardice he might have felt had vanished in the face of such a bloody scene.
First, Ye Diyun and Ye Difeng died one after another at the hands of Qiao Suinian. Then, the monsters researched by Li Ba launched an attack on the Ye family from within. Then, the Green Hat Gate incident damaged their reputation. Then, there were two waves of undead creatures attacking them.
These successive blows gave the Ye family no chance to catch their breath; if it were any other force, they would have been completely routed long ago.
However, the Ye family, being a deeply rooted family in Jinghai, was still a formidable force. Even though the Ye family had suffered heavy losses, the battle situation was still somewhat evenly matched.
This made Qiao Suinian's gaze become serious.
Is this the foundation of the first family in Jinghai City?
If he hadn't secretly weakened the Ye family's strength several times, even if all the other forces in Jinghai City were united, they still wouldn't be a match for the Ye family, right?
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