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Faced with a strike powerful enough to shake the heavens and the earth, Ye Xingchen displayed a look of disdain on his face. He gently shook his head, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth: "Ants shaking a tree, utterly foolish." Before his words had fully left his lips, his figure flickered, seeming to float like an immortal, as he effortlessly met Wang Feilong's fierce palm strike with a punch.
When their fists and palms collided, a deafening sound echoed through the air. Wang Feilong's face instantly turned as pale as paper. His body trembled violently as if struck by a giant hammer, followed by a piercing scream of agony.
Then, it seemed as if an invisible force tore through him, causing him to explode in a gruesome display of flesh and blood. Witnessing the fall of their ancestor's attack against Ye Family Ancestor, the members of the Wang family turned pale; the momentum they had just gained from Wang Feilong's elevation to the Celestial Realm dissipated entirely. In contrast, the Ye family members surged with renewed vigor.
Suddenly, someone led the chant: "Ancestor Ye is mighty! Ancestor Ye is invincible!" With Wang Feilong's high-end combat power removed from the equation, Ye Nantian, the Grand Elder of the Ye family, charged straight through the gates.
Dressed in black robes and wielding a long sword, Ye Nantian stood at the forefront, his gaze sharp and commanding. With a single order from him, the descendants of the Ye family surged into the Wang residence like a tidal wave. Blades flashed and blood flew as screams and shouts intertwined, painting a scene reminiscent of hell on earth.
Though the Wang family was also a prominent clan, they ultimately faced annihilation under the ferocious assault of the Ye family. The battle raged throughout the night; when the first rays of dawn pierced through the clouds and illuminated the blood-soaked ground, the Wang family lay in utter silence—no trace remained of their former glory or clamor.
Ye Nantian personally led his subordinates to assess casualties. Inside the Wang Family Mansion, bodies lay strewn about haphazardly, rivers of blood flowed freely, and an overwhelming stench filled the air.
After completing his assessment, Ye Nantian approached Ye Xingchen with a grave expression and reported in a low voice: "Ancestor Ye, all members of the Wang family have been slaughtered. According to reliable sources, a small portion of their younger generation was secretly relocated last night; they may become the last remnants of the Wang family's bloodline."
Ye Xingchen's eyes gleamed with intensity as if he could see through all worldly illusions. Upon hearing this news, he furrowed his brow and pondered for a moment before speaking solemnly: "Nantian, you understand well that cutting grass without removing its roots allows it to grow back with spring winds. Although the Wang family has been destroyed, if those younger members grow up, they will surely become a significant threat to our Ye family."
"Therefore, we must pursue them relentlessly and not give them any chance to breathe." Upon hearing this, Ye Nantian immediately accepted his orders and prepared to dispatch elite members of the Ye family to form a pursuit team with an oath to eliminate every last remnant of the Wang family.
Ye Xingchen took it a step further by instructing his subordinates to post notices offering rewards for capturing members of the Wang family. The notice stated that anyone who could provide information about their younger generation would be eligible for rewards from Ancestor Ye; those who could capture them personally would receive even greater rewards.
In an instant, Feng Lei City trembled. Within Zhang Family's ancient and secluded chamber, candlelight flickered over two composed and profound faces.
The Sun Family Head and Zhang Family Head sat across from each other at an intricately carved pearwood table adorned with steaming cups of fragrant tea; yet no one lifted their cups to sip. The atmosphere was so tense that it felt as if time itself had frozen.
Zhang Family Head's gaze flickered in the dim light as he weighed each word carefully. Finally, he spoke slowly with a deep and powerful voice: "Now that Ancestor Ye has destroyed the Wang family, only three families remain among Feng Lei City's Four Great Families overnight."
This sudden turn of events forced deep contemplation upon them both. As established powers within Feng Lei City, what should our two families do next?
Upon hearing this, Sun Family Head furrowed his brow tightly while rhythmically tapping his fingers on the table surface. After pondering for a moment, he replied slowly: "Ancestor Ye's actions undoubtedly showcase their strength and ambition."
"However," he continued firmly, "we cannot sit idly by. We must send word to Wang Yilong—the genius from the Wang family—who is far away at Wan Jian Zong. If Ancestor Ye can withstand Wan Jian Zong's retaliation, what’s stopping our two families from submitting to Ancestor Ye?"
At this point, Sun Family Head’s eyes hardened with determination: "I have made up my mind; I will arrange for our servants to prepare lavish gifts and head to Ancestor Ye to test the waters."
"This way we can gauge Ancestor Ye’s attitude while also demonstrating our sincerity. If they harbor ill intentions, we must be prepared early." Zhang Family Head nodded slightly in agreement. He understood well that in this world where strength reigns supreme, only by assessing circumstances can one remain invulnerable.
He added: "Furthermore, we need to closely monitor movements from the City Lord’s Mansion."
The City Lord Feng Wuyou was known for his deep thoughts and ruthless tactics; he would never ignore conflicts among the Four Great Families.
"Indeed," Sun Family Head interjected. "The City Lord’s stance is crucial. We must find ways to understand Feng Wuyou’s true intentions so that we can make informed decisions when critical moments arise. I propose we discreetly inquire about Feng Wuyou’s movements through his servants."
Just then, hurried footsteps echoed outside their chamber door. A servant rushed in respectfully reporting: "Reporting to my lord—news has arrived from the City Lord’s Mansion stating that City Lord Feng Wuyou will personally visit Ancestor Ye tomorrow to pay respects to Ancestor Ye Xingchen."
As soon as these words were spoken, tension thickened within the chamber even further. Zhang Family Head and Sun Family Head exchanged glances filled with gravity; they understood well that Feng Wuyou’s personal visit was no coincidence but rather concealed deeper layers of political maneuvering and power struggles.
"It seems we must prepare ourselves ahead of time," Zhang Family Head mused thoughtfully. "Tomorrow you and I will personally go to Ancestor Ye to negotiate face-to-face with Ye Xingchen. Regardless of what schemes he harbors, we must uncover his true intentions so we can respond appropriately to any situation that may arise."
The Sun Family Head nodded in agreement, but inwardly he pondered: the situation in Feng Lei City had become increasingly complex. The entanglements between the Four Great Families and the covert maneuvers of the City Lord's Mansion were becoming harder to decipher. He needed to return and discuss this with Ancestor Ye.
As night deepened, the candlelight in the secret chamber gradually dimmed. Yet in the hearts of the Zhang Family Head and the Sun Family Head, a fierce fire had been ignited. They understood that in the impending storm, only strength would grant them a voice.
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