"What?"
Jiang Qiuniu's icy words made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Jiang Yazi stared wide-eyed at Jiang Qiuniu in disbelief.
Brother, how can you be so cold-blooded?
His eyes showed not only surprise but also anger.
Is this still the older brother who loves and cares for him?
Is he still the same older brother who disregarded his father's punishment to bring him food?
Is he still the older brother who guided him on how to cultivate?
"Big brother..."
Jiang Yazi looked at Jiang Qiuniu with teary eyes and choked out.
"Big brother, do you...remember...?"
"When we were little, our father forced us brothers to practice martial arts. We were playful and didn't practice properly, so he whipped us until our buttocks were covered in welts. Then he punished us by making us kneel in the training square for three days and three nights, and he wouldn't let us eat!"
"When we brothers were exhausted, hungry, and our injuries flared up, and we were on the verge of death, it was you! It was you, our eldest brother! Ignoring Father's punishment, you secretly brought us food from the kitchen and even stole Father's Heavenly Spirit Pills to heal our wounds!"
"Afterwards, your father found out and punished you by making you endure the extreme cold in the back mountains for a year, so that you would repent."
"But you didn't say anything about regret. You said: 'These are my brothers, my comrades! I will protect them for the rest of my life!'"
Jiang Yazi became more and more excited as she spoke, and finally shouted loudly at Jiang Qiuniu.
He wanted to use this to awaken the cold-blooded older brother in front of him.
"You said you would protect us for the rest of your life!"
Jiang Qiuniu looked at Jiang Yazi, whose face was covered in tears, and his eyes flickered slightly.
Out of bodily instinct, the arm seemed to move slightly.
But it was withdrawn in an instant.
His eyes turned cold again.
Those things happened before he awakened the memories of the Demon Ancestor Rahu.
Since awakening the memories of the Demon Ancestor,
He was no longer the Jiang Qiuniu of the past.
He is Rahu, the Demon Ancestor, who is naturally indifferent.
What do all the things in the world have to do with him?
He only pursues the supreme path!
After Jiang Shenlong and the other princes all died.
He can rightfully inherit the throne of the Changsheng Dynasty.
Relying on the resources of the Longevity Dynasty, they quickly restored their cultivation.
That's what he needs to do now.
"Hehe, what a touching display of brotherhood."
Xiao Qingxuan felt a surge of satisfaction as he looked at the pitiful Jiang Yazi.
But then he thought of his deceased father and the fall of the Utan dynasty.
A fierce glint appeared in his eyes.
Step forward.
He used his hand as a knife to face Jiang Yazi, who was kneeling on the ground.
puff!
"ah....."
"You will all die a horrible death!"
Jiang Yazi's arm was chopped off by him.
Jiang Yazi clutched her broken arm, her pained expression turning fierce as she glared at Xiao Qingxuan.
As the second prince of the Changsheng Dynasty, when did he ever take Xiao Qingxuan, the former crown prince of the Wutan Dynasty, seriously?
Before joining the Yunlan Sect, Xiao Qingxuan used to treat him like a dog begging for its master, not even worthy of carrying his shoes!
Unexpectedly, someone like this could actually join the Yunlan Sect.
"Jiang Changsheng, aren't you coming out yet?"
Xiao Qingxuan shouted fiercely at those around him.
He wanted to force Jiang Changsheng out so he could personally skin him alive to avenge his father's death and the extermination of his clan.
Seeing that Jiang Changsheng still hadn't shown up, a hint of madness flashed across Xiao Qingxuan's face.
He channeled all his spiritual energy into his palms.
He slapped Jiang Yazi on the forehead as she lay on the ground.
Bang!
"Ah! You....."
Jiang Yazi, the second prince of the Changsheng Dynasty, stared wide-eyed.
Bleeding from all seven orifices, he had clearly died.
"Second Brother!"
Beside her, the Ninth Princess Jiang Chiwen of the Changsheng Dynasty, her breasts engorged with blood, glared fiercely at Xiao Qingxuan.
"You will all die a horrible death!"
"Oh, I almost forgot, there's a great beauty here too."
Xiao Qingxuan looked at Jiang Chiwen with a wicked smile.
Jiang Chiwen was also a peerless beauty in the list of beauties, and was known as the number one beauty in Youzhou.
Xiao Qingxuan was once someone you could only admire from afar, not to be profaned.
Now that Jiang Chiwen is his prisoner, it makes him think all sorts of things.
"Brother, do you really not feel even a shred of brotherly affection?"
"When we were little, I was the little dragon who always followed you around and you called me 'Little Little Bug'!"
"You once said that if anyone dared to touch Chi'er, you would search the heavens and the underworld to make sure they died without a burial place!"
Don't you remember what you said before?
Jiang Chiwen screamed at Jiang Qiuniu with heart-wrenching despair.
Jiang Qiuniu remained unmoved, like an ancient ice sculpture.
"Hehe, no need to waste your energy. In front of my Yunlan Sect, dragons have to coil up and tigers have to lie down!"
Xiao Qingxuan walked step by step toward Jiang Chiwen, revealing a lewd smile.
Just as he was about to conduct a physiological examination on Jiang Chiwen.
boom--
Yun Potian slammed Jiang Chiwen into the ground with a single palm strike, leaving no trace of his body.
"Women will slow you down when you draw your sword! Get back to business."
"Yes, Senior Brother!"
Xiao Qingxuan naturally dared not say much in front of Yun Potian, but glanced regretfully at Jiang Chiwen in the deep pit.
"Since Jiang Changsheng hasn't appeared yet, let's collect some interest first. There's no need for the Changsheng Dynasty to exist anymore!"
boom--
With a single palm strike, he annihilated the entire palace, including Jiang Shenlong.
Jiang Shenlong is dead!
"kill!"
The words fell.
The Yunlan Sect members behind Yun Potian stormed into the capital of the Changsheng Dynasty.
They came with Yun Potian.
It includes not only elite disciples from sects below the Saint Realm.
There are also sect external affairs elders ranging from Saint Realm to Saint Emperor Realm.
These people were like tigers among sheep to the Changsheng Dynasty.
The Changsheng Dynasty was utterly unable to resist.
If anyone puts up the slightest resistance, the elders of the Yunlan Sect will immediately take action.
"ah!"
"Help me! Help me..."
"Spare me!"
"Run!"
"The Yunlan Sect has gone on a killing spree!"
"You are so cruel, you don't even spare a three-year-old child! I'll fight you to the death!"
"You beasts, you animals!"
The Left Censor-in-Chief of the Changsheng Dynasty watched helplessly as his three-year-old granddaughter died a violent death, and went berserk, lunging at the Yunlan Sect members.
But what awaited him was the merciless sword of the Yunlan Sect's elder.
With a "pfft".
He died instantly.
He died with his eyes wide open in disbelief.
"Soldiers of the Eternal Life Dynasty, follow me and fight! We swear to follow the Emperor to the death and avenge him!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
The leader of the Imperial Guard of the Changsheng Dynasty led tens of thousands of imperial guards in a charge.
"Commendable courage, but a pity..."
Looking at the tens of thousands of Imperial Guards opposite them, only the leader of the Imperial Guards was a Saint.
Xiao Qingxuan smiled dismissively.
How could an ordinary Saint Realm cultivator be a match for him, a Saint Realm cultivator with the Xuanhuang Saint Body?
Even with tens of thousands of imperial guards, the highest-ranking of whom were at the Nascent Soul stage, they were still no match for him.
He then brandished the Heavenly Rank Spiritual Weapon, the Xuanzhong Ruler.
The wind reaches its extreme, towering ten thousand fathoms high.
The royal-level cultivation technique of the Yunlan Sect.
moment.
Tens of thousands of sword-shaped blades formed and attacked tens of thousands of imperial guards.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
"ah...."
In an instant, thousands of imperial guards fell into pools of blood.
But the remaining people were still not afraid.
Boundless rage fueled their continued charge.
"Hehe, how adorably silly!"
Seeing the Imperial Guards continuing their attack, Xiao Qingxuan felt no pity, only a bloodthirsty madness.
Among the crowd that could kill instantly.
Puff! Puff! Puff!
Severed limbs and broken arms flew about.
It is unknown how many people died by his sword.
Even the commander of the Imperial Guards, who possessed the cultivation of a Saint, could only withstand three of his moves.
After three moves, his head was severed by a single sword strike.
His soul returned to the underworld.
When the Lord departs, He will surely follow; what does it matter if His body is separated from His body?
The sounds of wailing, crying, and anger were incessant.
Endless carnage unfolded in the capital of the Eternal Life Dynasty!
It was like the end of the world!
Sudden.
A loud shout rang out, carrying an immense and terrifying pressure, as if the might of heaven had descended.
"Who dares to act so recklessly in my Eternal Life Dynasty!"
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