The three Nascent Soul cultivators, whose bodies were already deeply poisoned, finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood when they saw Ye Xiruo's ghostly figure disappear. They had been prepared to take Ye Xiruo with them in death, but they never expected that Ye Xiruo would actually leave. With their severely injured bodies, there was no way they could catch up with Ye Xiruo.
They could no longer control the surging energy within their bodies. Soon, several bright red blood flowers exploded in mid-air, taking the lives of more than a dozen members of the Han and Ling families.
Han Yan and Han Lin hadn't expected Ye Xiruo to be so ruthless. Thinking about that weapon more closely, it was simply terrifying. Such a domineering poison was so potent that even a Nascent Soul cultivator couldn't withstand it for even a moment, and even their primordial spirit couldn't escape. In the end, they couldn't even preserve their complete corpses.
"Master—" Han Yan suffered a huge blow today. He watched helplessly as his own younger brother died tragically in front of him, and then his greatest support—his master—was also turned into a pile of minced meat. This blow caused Han Yan to spit out a mouthful of blood.
Han Lin's eyes were bloodshot: "No matter who you are, my Han family will fight you to the death in this lifetime."
"Unfortunately, you probably won't have this chance in your lifetime." Oh no, that voice belongs to Ling Feng! Ling Feng actually succeeded.
Wasn't the final tribulation supposed to have cleaved him into pieces? How could he still be alive? How could he still be alive?
Han Lin couldn't accept it at all, but escaping was the priority. So many people from the Ling family had died today, and even more from his Han family. He alone couldn't possibly stop Ling Feng, whose strength had greatly increased.
Han Lin fled at almost the fastest speed he had ever traveled, shouting to the others, "Get out of here quickly!"
Compared to the Han family's anxiety, the Ling family finally had a moment of triumph. The patriarch successfully broke through to become a Mahayana cultivator, and from then on, the Ling family was the true master of the entire Maple Forest City.
"Congratulations on your successful completion of your seclusion."
Ling Feng's strides didn't seem very large, but the distance between him and Han Lin was constantly decreasing.
Forced into a corner, Han Lin resorted to secret techniques, desperately fleeing, with no intention of engaging Ling Feng in a direct confrontation.
Seeing this, Ling Feng's eyes flashed with a cold light. He couldn't let Han Lin escape today, no matter what. The Han family had been trying to exterminate the Ling family for a long time, and if it weren't for the esteemed alchemist, the Ling family would have been wiped out today. Therefore, Han Lin had to die today; he would absolutely not let the tiger return to the mountain, giving Han Lin even the slightest chance to escape.
Ling Feng suddenly accelerated, appearing behind Han Lin almost instantly, and without hesitation, he struck forward with a palm.
Left with no other choice, Han Lin had to stop and hastily exchange a palm strike with Ling Feng. He staggered back several steps, a few drops of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
At this moment, Ling Feng said to Han Lin, "Unfathomable. His power, which is more than ten times greater than before, gives people a feeling of being powerless to resist. This is the difference between a Mahayana cultivator and a Nascent Soul cultivator."
Han Lin's feelings toward Ling Feng were now very complicated, with resentment and fear flashing across his face.
Han Lin continued to flee for his life, but Ling Feng's palm techniques became much sharper, striking forward relentlessly one palm after another.
As the head of the Han family, Han Lin naturally possessed countless protective treasures and some trump cards over the years, which he used without hesitation at this moment.
In mid-air, Han Lin ran desperately ahead, with Ling Feng in hot pursuit behind. Ling Feng's palm techniques were ruthless and sharp, and colorful lights flashed continuously from Han Lin's body. The sound of top-grade magic weapons shattering was also incessant.
"Ling Feng, do you really intend to wipe them all out?"
This question is truly ridiculous. Han Lin really came here today with the intention of destroying the Ling family, but due to a series of coincidences, he failed at the last minute. Now he actually dares to ask Ling Feng a question. This can only be said that the wheel of fortune turns, and now it is the Han family's turn to be unlucky.
"Hmph, after you wiped out my Ling family, why didn't you show any mercy? Now you want to escape? Too late." After saying that, Ling Feng made his move, preparing to kill Han Lin.
Countless palm shadows appeared in mid-air, instantly cutting off Ling Feng's retreat.
Despair began to show on the faces of the Han family members. The patriarch was powerless to reverse the situation. Was the entire Han family doomed?
"Father, I'm sorry, I will definitely avenge you." Han Yan suppressed his grief and prepared to leave this place, to leave Maple Forest City.
"Men, stop him!" Han Yan's little tricks naturally did not escape Ling Yue's notice, and Ling Yue immediately gave the order to capture Han Yan.
At that moment, everyone in the Han family stood in front of Han Yan without hesitation: "Young Master, let's go quickly."
"Young Master, you must live well and avenge the patriarch."
"I don't care if we die, we must make sure the young master escapes."
"That's right, young master, you must survive."
"I beg you, elders." Ling Yue clearly understood the principle of eliminating all traces of the family. Today, not only Han Lin was to die, but Han Lei was to die as well. After wiping out all the bloodlines of the Han family, the Han family would inevitably perish.
Ling Yue's expression was extremely cold.
"Yes, Miss."
Although the two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Ling family were injured, they still had no problem dealing with a group of ordinary Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators.
"We swear to protect our young master with our lives."
However, their attacks were incredibly weak in front of the Nascent Soul cultivators, barely able to cause them any significant harm. But just like the Ling family members who had faced death without flinching, none of them retreated an inch. They all stood firmly beside Han Yan without hesitation, trying to buy him even the slightest chance to escape.
Han Yan felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. In such a short time, the once-powerful Han family was on the verge of extinction, and he had gone from a high-ranking nobleman to a fugitive. Now was not the time for grief. He now carried the hopes of the entire Han family, and he had to fight to live on so as not to let down the clansmen who had sacrificed their lives for him.
Under the relentless attacks of the two Nascent Soul cultivators, batches of Nascent Soul cultivators quickly fell one by one, while many more Golden Core cultivators chose to self-destruct.
As the sounds of self-destruction continued to echo, blood blossoms bloomed one after another in the crowd, and Ling Yue's expression grew increasingly grim. The Ling family suffered heavy casualties under the Han family's suicidal attacks, and the injuries of the two Grand Elders continued to worsen.
Without hesitation, Han Yan crushed the teleportation talisman in his hand. Before leaving, he glared at Ling Yue, determined to get revenge on her sooner or later.
A flash of light enveloped Han Yan's figure, and soon he disappeared, and the air returned to normal.
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