Chen Chang'an's words left Wu Mingdao and the others momentarily stunned.
Not dead yet?
Wu Mingdao instinctively glanced at Yin Tianzi's body, only to find that it indeed no longer showed any signs of life. So why...
In the next moment, Chen Chang'an raised his hand, and suddenly, a soul appeared in his palm.
"Did you really think I wouldn’t notice your little scheme?"
"From the very beginning, your soul has been under my control."
"You thought you could escape?"
Chen Chang'an's words caused the soul in his palm to tremble violently, as if terrified beyond measure.
"Is this... Yin Tianzi's soul?"
"Correct. He had long prepared to abandon his physical body and flee with his soul."
"But he must have forgotten—from the start, what I restrained was his soul, not his body."
The moment a soul is restrained, it loses control over the body. Yin Tianzi had always believed it was his physical form that was immobilized, never realizing Chen Chang'an had targeted his soul instead.
Chen Chang'an's soul was simply too powerful. Even a Great Emperor-level soul like Yao Niming's could be restrained, let alone a half-step Great Emperor like Yin Tianzi!
Chen Chang'an looked coldly at the soul in his palm and sneered, "Let me tell you one more thing—every member of the Yin family above the Immortal Realm no longer exists in soul form."
"Whether you planned to seize another body or reincarnate, that chance is gone."
"If we’re exterminating a family, we do it thoroughly. Don’t you agree?"
Those below the Immortal Realm lacked the ability to seize others' bodies or reincarnate, so Chen Chang'an only needed to target those at the Immortal Realm and above.
He would never repeat Yin Tianzi’s mistake—annihilating the entire Xiao family yet leaving behind Xiao Changlin, the most talented among them.
Yin Tianzi had thought he was nurturing an ally, but in truth, he had raised a sworn enemy who dreamed of killing him every single day!
With Yin Tianzi's soul destroyed, the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty and the Yin family would cease to exist.
"Thank you, Senior, for your assistance in helping me achieve vengeance."
Hearing Xiao Changlin's words, Chen Chang'an glanced at him indifferently and said, "I did this for myself, not for you."
"Even so, this junior’s vengeance was only possible because of Senior’s help."
"Such a great kindness will forever be remembered in my heart."
"If Senior ever has any need of me, I will not refuse."
"No need."
"As per our prior agreement, from now on, the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty is yours."
"Thank you, Senior."
Though the Yin family had been wiped out, the vast foundation of the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty remained. Xiao Changlin naturally wouldn’t pass up such an opportunity.
From this day forward, a new dynasty would rise, and the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty would fade into history.
As for whether Xiao Changlin could hold onto his throne—that would depend entirely on his own abilities.
After dealing with the Yin family, Chen Chang'an and his companions left the imperial capital without delay.
At this moment, the entire city was abuzz with speculation. No one knew exactly what had transpired within the imperial palace.
After Yin Tianzi's appearance, instead of the earth-shattering battle everyone had anticipated, an eerie silence had fallen—a silence as still as death.
"What... happened in there?"
"Hard to say, but something major must have occurred."
"That’s stating the obvious. Everyone knows it was something big."
"Do you think Chen Chang'an won?"
"Should we... go take a look?"
"Are you out of your mind? That’s the imperial palace—you think you can just waltz in?"
The entire capital was abuzz with theories, everyone desperate to know what had become of the imperial palace.
Yet by then, Chen Chang'an and his group had already slipped away unnoticed.
Soon after, news spread that the Yin family had been exterminated, and Prince Xiao Changlin had ascended the throne as emperor.
"Prince Xiao? How did he end up the victor?"
"So... he was the ultimate winner after all?"
"No, the true winner was Chen Chang'an."
"The Supreme Sovereign!"
"Xiao Changlin... what a shrewd move."
Xiao Changlin knew that with his current strength and resources, holding onto the vast Fengtian Imperial Dynasty was impossible.
He needed backing, a powerful patron—and Chen Chang'an was the perfect choice.
Thus, his first decree was to honor Chen Chang'an as the Supreme Sovereign, a position above the imperial family, above all others.
Only then could Xiao Changlin’s throne remain secure.
Those who had been spared by Chen Chang'an would also flock to Xiao Changlin’s side, for by doing so, they aligned themselves with Chen Chang'an’s faction.
"That Xiao Changlin is quite the strategist."
"Aren’t you worried this might upset you?"
Da Huang glanced curiously at Chen Chang'an, as if trying to gauge his reaction to Xiao Changlin’s maneuver.
"Da Huang, do you really think I spared those people just because they flattered me?"
"Well... yes?"
"Shallow. Naive. I did it on purpose."
"Didn’t seem that way to me."
Da Huang shot Chen Chang'an a disdainful look. Who’s the shallow one here? You were practically basking in all that sycophantic drivel, and now you’re calling me naive?
"Never mind. You wouldn’t understand."
"You’re too shallow."
Chen Chang'an shook his head helplessly and turned his attention to Lin Xiangliu and Wu Mingdao.
"What are your plans now?"
"I intend to continue my training. I once thought reaching the Immortal Realm was an achievement, but now I realize... the Immortal Realm is nothing."
Lin Xiangliu laughed self-deprecatingly. Back then, he had been filled with ambition, believing he could stand beside Chen Chang'an and wreak havoc in the Fengtian Imperial Dynasty, lending a hand where needed.
But upon arriving, he quickly realized his strength was insignificant in such high-stakes battles.
Had Chen Chang'an not assigned him other tasks, he would have been little more than a spectator.
"As for me... I’ll return to the Chaotic Region for now. Once my cultivation advances, I’ll venture out again."
"The Medal Battlefield is actually a decent training ground."
"Very well. Then let us part ways here."
"Farewell."
"Take care."
Watching Lin Xiangliu and Wu Mingdao’s retreating figures, Da Huang sighed with emotion.
"After this parting, meeting again won’t be so easy."
"Different paths in life will inevitably lead us further apart."
Chen Chang'an’s strength had grown exponentially, and his journey would take him far beyond their reach.
Though the others were also growing stronger, catching up to Chen Chang'an was simply impossible.
"Why dwell on such things?"
"Isn’t this just how life is? Many of those we once knew, we haven’t seen in ages. Some have long since passed away."
"Cherish the time spent together, and let fate handle the rest." Chen Chang'an smiled faintly.
Having lived for ten thousand years, Chen Chang'an was no stranger to farewells. He just hadn’t expected Da Huang to grow sentimental over it.
This doesn’t seem like Da Huang’s usual behavior. What’s going on?
"You’re absolutely right."
"So we should cherish the present. Come on… let’s go to the brothel."
"If we don’t go now, those girls will grow old!"
"How pitiful."
Da Huang’s sudden shift in attitude didn’t surprise Chen Chang’an much. He knew that when something seemed off, there had to be a reason—Da Huang was just itching to visit a brothel.
"Can I come too? I’ve never been to one before!" Gu Fengyao asked excitedly.
"Good, very good! You’re a friend worth keeping, Da Huang. You must come!"
"Hey… Third Elder, right?"
"Are you coming?"
"This… this is outrageous! I am the Third Elder of the Gu family. How could I possibly set foot in such a filthy place?" the Third Elder said indignantly.
"Third Elder, is the brothel really that dirty?" Gu Fengyao asked curiously.
"Fengyao, you are the young mistress of the Gu family. That kind of place is not for you."
"Why? Just because it’s dirty? That’s fine—I can have them clean it up properly. As long as it’s tidy, it’ll be fine."
"The kind of ‘dirty’ I mean… isn’t the same as what you’re thinking!"
"Huh? There’s a difference?"
"Then I really have to go and see for myself!"
"Senior Da Huang, are we going now?"
"Let’s go, right now!"
Watching Da Huang prepare to take Gu Fengyao to a brothel, Chen Chang’an couldn’t help but feel a headache coming on.
Besides, they had already left the imperial capital. Out here in the wilderness, where exactly were they supposed to find a brothel?
"Da Huang, do you really think there’s a brothel around here?"
Chen Chang’an gestured to their surroundings—nothing but trees and grass, not even a ghost in sight.
"The brothel… is in the heart!"
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