Razed to the Ground, a Warrior Severs His Own Arm

The two major families, Dongfang and Ximen.

It is an absolute behemoth in the Star King Domain and the entire Nebula Continent.

So.

The power of the Ximen Aristocratic Clan is enough to influence the beliefs of countless people.

After the head of the Ximen Household appeared.

Ximen Chuan immediately cried out, "Father, save me!"

The head of the Ximen Household glared angrily at Ximen Chuan. He had brought such a big trouble upon himself for no reason, and he would have to pay a heavy price to handle the matter properly.

Then.

He then looked at the two women beside Chen Ning.

They were all stunningly beautiful.

In an instant, he understood why his son had offended this person.

"What you've said is indeed tempting, but I don't approve. You only have two options for me."

Chen Ning finished speaking.

This caused the Ximen Household head's expression to change.

His gaze shifted constantly.

I'm weighing the options in my mind.

If Chen Ning is killed, is it possible to do so without anyone noticing? Is it possible to kill him without alerting the God Clan behind him?

If there is even the slightest oversight, the Ximen Aristocratic Clan will face annihilation.

But Ximen Chuan was his eldest son.

He doted on him the most.

Therefore.

The head of the Ximen Household struggled internally.

He hadn't expected this boy to be so unyielding, unable even to be moved by the power of faith on this land.

"Your Excellency, the Ximen Aristocratic Clan is willing to become servants of the God Clan, only asking for forgiveness for my son."

The head of the Ximen Household looked at Chen Ning and said through gritted teeth.

"You talk too much. You just need to make a choice."

Chen Ning's voice was indifferent; he was determined to kill Ximen Chuan without any room for negotiation.

Upon hearing this...

The head of the Ximen Household sighed.

He decided to take the risk, kill the boy, and then eliminate all those who knew the truth, hoping to get away with it all.

If it can't be hidden...

At worst, the whole family can flee.

The Ximen Aristocratic Clan might seek refuge with other God Clan, but those clans wouldn't look favorably upon them. However, if they were to become Ren Yuan old dogs, it wouldn't be difficult for them to survive.

The young man on the other side was really pushing them too hard.

Otherwise.

He wouldn't take such a risk.

Thinking of this, the head of the Ximen Household was about to make a move.

And just at that moment.

Not far away, in the direction of the Dongfang Aristocratic Clan, a black flame rose up, and the fire waves surged to the sky, turning the Dongfang family's palaces into ashes.

That once magnificent Dongfang Aristocratic Clan has now been razed to the ground.

This scene.

It shocked everyone.

This included Chen Ning and the Ximen Household head who arrived later.

Now.

Everyone looked in that direction without prior arrangement.

An elderly, frail figure with a hunched back slowly emerged from the black smoke, dragging a mangled body in his hand—it was none other than the already deceased Dongfang He.

Dongfang He died a gruesome death, his body riddled with countless bloody holes from burns.

The head of the Ximen Household was dumbfounded by what he saw.

He recognized the old man.

It was a holy Saint King who suddenly appeared a hundred years ago. Because he had never made a move, he still had some impression of him.

But who could have imagined that their reunion would be like this?

He was still carrying Dongfang He's corpse in his hands.

Who is Dongfang He?

That was a Saint King, a top expert on the Nebula Continent.

At this moment, however, he perished at the hands of this old man.

What shocked the head of the Ximen Household even more was that the once-great Dongfang Aristocratic Clan had vanished without a trace.

No one survived.

Next.

Then an even more shocking scene unfolded.

The hunchbacked old man walked to Chen Ning's side, bowed to him, and said, "Chief, this old man has brought you the Star Soul Cauldron."

"Hard."

Chen Ning was also somewhat surprised.

He had initially thought that Old Man Yang might be the weakest among those in the So Close Yet Worlds Apart, but he hadn't expected him to be so fierce.

It seems so.

The First-Generation Sect Master's subordinates were all monsters.

The head of the Ximen Household felt his legs go weak at this moment.

He almost attacked Chen Ning just now.

At this moment, he was filled with lingering fear.

With such a powerful guardian, Chen Ning's identity as a member of the God Clan is thus confirmed.

Dongfang He died at the hands of Old Man Yang, and the head of the Ximen Household dared not utter a single word.

"Chief, over here..."

Old Man Yang glanced at the head of the Ximen Household.

The latter was startled, then forced a smile and said, "Elder Yang, do you remember me? We met a hundred years ago."

"Of course I remember. You are the head of the Ximen Aristocratic Clan. My apologies for my disrespect."

Old Man Yang spoke, he bowed to him with great courtesy.

Even so.

However, the head of the Ximen Household dared not be negligent and returned an even more solemn greeting.

Chen Ning laughed and said, "Elder Yang, I gave the Ximen Household head two paths to choose from, and he hasn't made his decision yet."

"I see. Then please make your choice as soon as possible Ximen Household."

The Old Man Yang bowed again.

The head of the Ximen Household was terrified; the more respectful the Old Man Yang was, the more uneasy he felt.

That was a ruthless killer who wiped out the entire Dongfang Aristocratic Clan.

At this moment, the fierce man treated him with great respect, but instead of making the head of the Ximen Household feel at ease, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Final.

His psychological defenses completely collapsed.

To save the Ximen Aristocratic Clan, we have no choice but to make drastic measures!

He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine! As you wish, take my son's life..."

"Father! You... you must save me..."

Ximen Chuan panicked immediately, tears streaming down his face.

I'm very pleased that you're so understanding and considerate.

Chen Ning smiled.

Immediately following, a Sword Intent slashed out, robbing Ximen Chuan of all his life force.

The head of the Ximen Household had eyes wide open in fury, his fists clenched tightly.

Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "I still Unknowing Pavilion your esteemed name, or which God Clan you belong to?"

You'll find out then.

Chen Ning chuckled softly.

Then he went to Hua Luo's side, took her hand, and walked away into the distance, with Old Man Yang and Nalan Yao following behind.

As for Huang Yuehua...

He stared blankly in the direction Chen Ning had left.

Two powerful Aristocratic Clan: the Eastern Clan was wiped out, and the Western Clan bravely severed its own arm.

She suddenly felt very lost.

If she hadn't gotten so close to Ximen Chuan, perhaps she too would have had a chance to become Chen Ning's follower.

Her Lineage thus had the opportunity to establish a relationship with the God Clan.

Unfortunately, at this moment, it's all just wishful thinking.

After Chen Ning and his group left Ding-Seeking City, Old Man Yang said, "Chief, you took a bit of a risk just now. Luckily, you didn't make a move, otherwise, I wouldn't be a match for that Ximen Household."

"I know."

Chen Ning smiled slightly.

Nalan Yao's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise. They, who So Close Yet Worlds Apart, knew about Old Man Yang's methods, but Chen Ning was only seeing them for the first time. How did he know all this?

"My lord, since you know that Old Man Yang is not going to make a living, why do you still dare to be so aggressive?"

Nalan Yao couldn't help but curl her red lips and ask.

Chen Ning smiled faintly, "Because if we really reach a desperate situation, I will order you to take action. Moreover, I believe that Elder Yang's heroic act today is enough to deter the Ximen Aristocratic Clan."

"What if Yao'er is unwilling to make a move, or what if Yao'er is no match for the Ximen Household head? Wouldn't the leader be pushing himself into a dead end?"

"Even if you don't make a move, there are others."

These words were spoken.

Nalan Yao and Old Man Yang both changed their expressions.

At this time.

A place some distance away from them.

The tall Xue Rang followed silently step by step.