Su Yan's Revenge

Holy Capital.

Watching the fierce battle between Wei Qianqiu and the Ancient Clan, Su Yan merely revealed a faint smile.

"He really is an androgynous old monster."

"But Wei Qianqiu's era ends here."

Having said that, she turned her head to look ahead at the members of the Liu family, who were packing their belongings and preparing to flee.

The vitality of a Martial Saint erupted with full force, and the martial domain of the Northern Darkness Divine Art instantly expanded to cover a radius of a hundred meters.

Whether they were martial arts experts or ordinary people at the scene.

All of them had their vitality drained in an instant, collapsing to the ground on the spot.

They stared with terrified eyes, feeling their lives slowly slipping away.

Even now, they had no idea what had happened.

They only felt their entire bodies go limp, their hearts struggling and beating wildly.

Yet, it only made their chests feel stifled. Blood flowed uncontrollably from their facial orifices, and their bodies could only twitch pointlessly.

The seven Martial Venerables of the Liu family all looked at Su Yan in shock.

The moment they learned that Su Yuanshan's daughter was not dead, was the group leader of the Heaven-Devouring Club, and had become a Martial Saint in charge of the Immortal Capital.

They worried whether they would end up like the other families.

Retaliated against by Su Yan.

Therefore, to prevent such revenge.

They could only cling tightly to the thick thigh of the Ancient Clan.

However, this thick thigh was now too busy fending for itself.

And the revenge they feared the most had arrived at this very moment.

"Su Yan! What happened back then had nothing to do with our Liu family!"

"We did not participate in the killing of Su Yuanshan!"

"It was all the Yelu family's idea!"

"Our Liu family can join the Heaven-Devouring Club; we can work for you."

...

The members of the Liu family tried hard to make their final struggle.

Su Yan shook her head helplessly and sneered.

"There is only one thing you can do for me, and that is to die!"

The Star-Absorbing Art was instantly activated, pulling three Martial Venerables over on the spot.

The moment the two sides were only a few meters apart.

Su Yan circulated her Cold Ice Divine Palm and struck out directly.

The bodies of the three Martial Venerables were instantly covered in a layer of frost.

Gradually, their vitality stopped circulating.

Their blood also stopped flowing.

Their entire bodies froze stiff, turning directly into three corpses.

The remaining people wanted to flee.

Unfortunately, they did not possess Chen Feng's freakish strength.

Facing a Martial Saint who knew the Star-Absorbing Art.

Escaping was practically impossible.

With a wave of her hand, Su Yan pulled everyone over.

By now, her Star-Absorbing Art had reached the pinnacle of perfection.

This was entirely due to the Heaven and Man as One state of the Northern Darkness Divine Art, which allowed her to achieve mastery through comprehensive understanding.

Her other palm technique, the Cold Ice Divine Palm, had only reached the stage of superb mastery so far.

It could not be mentioned in the same breath as the Star-Absorbing Art and the Northern Darkness Divine Art.

While Su Yan was wiping out the Liu family.

The members of the Heaven-Devouring Club scattered all over the world, supported by the massive funds of the Su Group in the Immortal Capital.

Also began to purge the properties of the Liu family and those other families.

Even Wang De and Wang Fa of the Wang family were currently being chased all over the place by the Heaven-Devouring Club.

The four continents plunged into chaos almost simultaneously.

However, the most chaotic places were wherever a certain person and a crane passed.

There were corpses practically everywhere.

The spirit crane circled and danced in the sky.

Qianqian's martial phantom transformed into an ancient zither.

As she headed towards the Holy Capital, she played the zither to cleanse this filthy world.

The spirit crane could not help but sigh:

"There are so many bad people in this city."

"It feels like double the number of the last city."

"If you keep picking them off like this, I'm afraid you won't finish killing them in a lifetime."

While playing the zither, Qianqian looked at those terrified souls below.

Almost everyone was a mixture of good and evil.

Those whose evil outweighed their good were everywhere.

"Yes! It truly is an unacceptably filthy world."

"If Qilin were still alive, he definitely wouldn't like this kind of world either."

"Just like these people who embody both good and evil; you never know when they will completely turn into bad people."

Thinking of the innocent Qilin made Qianqian even more sorrowful.

Her six fingers plucked the strings, but she could no longer see that pure listener.

The ordinary people on the ground were all so frightened that they squatted, shivering.

One person and one crane swept across the sky, leaving behind lingering zither music.

At the same time, large numbers of people on the ground continuously collapsed.

Once they fell, they never got back up again.

Holy Capital.

Su Yan had just wiped out the core members of the Li family.

Soon, a subordinate came to report.

"Someone discovered that Dugu Sword Demon of the Dugu family is leading Wang Zun of the Wang family, fleeing towards Jiangcheng City."

"Both of them are injured, with the Martial Saint of the Wang family being severely wounded."

"Behind them, ten Martial Saints from the Ancient Clan are madly pursuing them."

Su Yan smiled radiantly like a flower.

The corners of her mouth could not help but curl into a happy arc.

"Today really is a good day!"

"Then let's take care of them all together!"

She turned back to glance in the direction where Wei Qianqiu was fighting and smiled faintly.

"I hope you can hold on until I return."

Su Yan turned around and dashed rapidly towards Jiangcheng City.

Meanwhile, Wei Qianqiu was taking out a second Vermilion Fruit and swallowing it into his stomach.

His knotted, muscular body was entirely dyed red with blood.

Gu Yang spat out a mouthful of bloody water.

Taking advantage of Wei Qianqiu catching his breath.

He took out all of the Ancient Clan's last thirty-eight Vermilion Fruits.

And distributed them to the heavily injured Martial Saints.

At this point, there were less than fifty Ancient Clan Martial Saints left.

They traded their lives for Wei Qianqiu's injuries.

Yet, the results were minimal.

Watching Wei Qianqiu act like the Grim Reaper, continuously reaping the lives of his clansmen.

And as their numbers decreased.

The rate at which the clansmen died continued to accelerate.

Especially those heavily injured and crippled clansmen, who could practically only wait to be slaughtered.

"Patriarch, give the Vermilion Fruits to the lightly injured clansmen!"

"Even if I eat a Vermilion Fruit, it's already too late!"

"I'll be killed before my arm can even grow back."

"Eating a Vermilion Fruit is a pure waste."

"I just want to buy you all a little more time before I die."

Another person also said with grief and indignation:

"I don't need a Vermilion Fruit either, you should take it yourself."

"You are already heavily injured too."

"If even you, the strongest, fall, the Ancient Clan will truly be beyond saving."

"Perhaps some clansmen who couldn't contact us are already rushing back."

"You must hold on!"

Gu Yang's eyes were blood-red.

At this moment, he finally understood everything.

He also thought of the person who had made the proposal to him back then.

Everything happening now was obvious.

Wei Qianqiu couldn't have acted on a whim; he must have been waiting for the moment the Ancient Clan members dispersed.

And he had actually listened to Feng Tengyun's nonsense.

He had believed it without a doubt, vainly attempting to revitalize the Ancient Clan and control this world.

"It's all that damn Feng Tengyun!"

"He is the one who misled me!"

"He is the one scheming against my Ancient Clan!"

At this moment, Gu Yang wished he could swallow Feng Tengyun alive and skin him.

However, the Holy Capital was now in chaos.

Where was there any sign of Feng Tengyun.

"All Things Grow!"

A vigorous and powerful voice interrupted Gu Yang's thoughts.

Once again casting a shadow of death over the entire Ancient Clan.