"Damn it! Yao Ming, die!"
Hearing the words of those around him supporting Elder Yao Ming, Yao Xiaotian's face turned extremely cold. At this moment, he disregarded the difference in strength and was determined to get rid of Yao Ming!
Huo Xuan didn't make another move. The Great Elder had fallen, and he was no longer an ally. Now, Yao Ming only needed to deal with Yao Xiaotian, and then the entire Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan would fall back into his hands.
Despite the frenzied attacks of the crazed Yao Xiaotian, Yao Ming felt no fear. With each contact, the space collapsed instantly, and the terrifying aftershocks of the energy caused the mountains within a hundred miles to crumble.
Upon witnessing the extremely terrifying battle in the sky, the elders and members of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan quickly retreated.
Yao Ming did not choose to kill him, but silently consumed the remaining Dou Qi in Yao Xiaotian's body. Yao Ming did not want Yao Xiaotian to die a quick death, as that would be too easy for him!
The elders of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan gathered together to discuss the issue of who would become the clan leader.
"Between Yao Ming Clan Leader and Xiaotian Clan Leader, who would be the most beneficial leader for the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan?"
"Should we intervene to stop them?"
"Don't rush. Over the years, the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan has almost become a one-man show by Yao Xiaotian. He is far too powerful and cannot compare to Yao Ming Clan Leader. If we can get Yao Ming Clan Leader back to his position, it might be better for us."
"But over the years, Yao Xiaotian has also cultivated many loyal followers. Look at those guys, they're already preparing to secretly make a move against Yao Ming Clan Leader."
"Hmph, stop them!"
The older elders whispered among themselves, and after a moment, their gazes suddenly turned to a group of people who looked somewhat younger in the distance. Immediately, the Dou Qi within them surged, and in a few flashes, they roared upwards, blocking the restless group of people.
"Elder Ming, what are you trying to do? The clan leader is in trouble, and instead of going to his rescue, you dare to obstruct us! What are your true intentions?!"
"Hmph, a bunch of juniors dare to shout at me like that! Everyone, join forces and capture them!"
"Ming Chang, you bastards, how dare you attack members of your own clan?!"
Yao Xiaotian's eyes flickered, and he suddenly looked at Elder Ming and the others who had blocked all his confidants, and he was immediately furious.
"Xiaotian Clan Leader, this matter has not yet been fully investigated, so we cannot easily allow Yao Ming Clan Leader to be captured!"
Not to be outdone, Ming Chang Yao Xiaotian.
"You bastard!"
Yao Xiaotian trembled with anger. He had never expected that these old guys would be so unreliable, not only failing to help him but also becoming stumbling blocks to his progress.
"Yao Xiaotian, you have nowhere to run!"
Yao Ming spoke in a very sinister tone.
"I've raised a tiger only to have it become my own enemy! If I had known this would happen, I would have wiped out all those old bastards back then!"
"Heh heh, Yao Xiaotian, are these your last words?" Yao Ming laughed coldly, saying, "Now you should consider whether you'd rather be thrown into the Ten Thousand Snake Cave or sealed in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs!"
Yao Ming's robes fluttered without wind, and his gaze, sharp as a sword, fixed on Yao Xiaotian. No longer concealing himself, a terrifying aura, stronger than anyone else present, surged forth, overwhelming everything.
"Two-Star Dou Sheng?!"
Sensing the power of this aura, Yao Xiaotian's face turned pale. He had not expected that Yao Ming, who had been suppressed for so many years, would not only not decline but increase in strength, directly soaring from the level of Half-Saint to Two-Star Dou Sheng!
"As expected of Yao Ming Clan Leader, his talent far surpasses that of Yao Xiaotian!"
Elder Ming and the others all had expressions of wild joy on their faces.
As magical beasts, their cultivation speed may not be as fast as that of humans, but they have a long lifespan. In the Beast Realm, it takes several hundred years to go from Half-Saint to Two-Star Dou Sheng, which is already quite a fast pace.
Yao Ming and venomous gaze was fixed on the pale-faced Yao Xiaotian. He stepped through the void, slowly walking towards the latter.
"My dear brother, today, I, your elder brother, will repay you for all the suffering you have caused me over the past few centuries!"
However, in just a few flashes, Yao Ming appeared in front of Yao Xiaotian, a ferocious look slowly appearing on his face.
Just as Yao Ming was about to make his move, Yao Xiaotian felt a chill run through his body. He understood that today, the tide had turned, and he was doomed...
"Damn it! All those years of hard work have gone down the drain!"
At this moment, Yao Xiaotian was filled with anger and resentment. He originally thought that they had completely controlled the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan, but the cruel reality told him that this control was just an illusion. Once a crisis was encountered, the so-called control would become a joke.
"My dear brother, after all these years, this is all the progress you've made. It's truly disappointing!"
"For centuries! For centuries I have been in endless agony, every moment filled with the desire to tear you to pieces and grind your bones to dust!"
"Big brother! Big brother! Please, please spare me!"
"Back then, I was also seduced by the Great Elder, blinded by greed, which led me to commit such a beastly act!"
"Brother! No matter what, we're brothers! I'm your only family in this world, blood is thicker than water! I'm your own brother..."
"Ah!!!"
Before he could finish speaking, Yao Xiaotian felt a sharp pain, a pain that went deep into his bones. Under the extremely terrifying pain, Yao Xiaotian almost fainted.
"Now you know I'm your elder brother? All the suffering I've endured for centuries... is all thanks to you!" Yao Ming's tone was incredibly sinister as he reached out and stroked Yao Xiaotian's head. A fleeting tenderness appeared on his blood-covered face. "Back then, I truly considered you a brother. If you hadn't betrayed me, the position of clan leader would have been yours sooner or later..."
"From childhood to adulthood, you've always enjoyed the best things first. If you want me dead, don't even think about it!"
Feeling Yao Ming's hand caressing him, Yao Xiaotian trembled all over. He could sense the killing intent in the former's heart. A fierce look suddenly flashed in his eyes. Just as the Dou Qi in his body was about to reverse and explode, Yao Ming's gentle eyes returned to their previous sinister state. His hand, like a sharp sword, stabbed into Yao Xiaotian's head. Blood and brain matter spurted out at that moment.
"Broken!"
Yao Ming plunged his palm into Yao Xiaotian's head, his face expressionless. Then he slowly withdrew his palm, revealing a fist-sized black bead in his hand. The bead was extremely smooth, and faintly, black mist flowed within it, gathering into a screaming face—it was none other than Yao Xiaotian's appearance.
Yao Ming was extremely ruthless, leaving Yao Xiaotian no chance of survival whatsoever. He even managed to tear out the latter's Magic Core. Yao Ming clearly did not want to give Yao Xiaotian any chance to turn the tables.
Throughout the world, all the members of the Nine Netherworld Underworld Python Clan had their eyes fixed on Yao Ming. They could sense that Yao Xiaotian's aura and bloodline fluctuations had completely vanished from this world.
Those elders who were originally fighting against some of the older generation also turned pale at this moment, their bodies trembling, and they dared not make the slightest move.
Holding the black bead, a trace of sorrow flashed in Yao Ming's eyes. While sealed in the Nine Nether Yellow Springs, he constantly sought revenge against Yao Xiaotian, but when his vengeance was finally achieved, he felt no great satisfaction...
Siblings killing each other.
This kind of thing is the most tragic scene in the world.