Slaying the Hong Family Old Ancestor

"Guidance?"

Hearing the Hong Family Old Ancestor say this, Lu Yuan, who had never intended to let the Hong family continue existing, could not help sneering. His expression changed, and so did his attitude. He shouted sharply, "What the hell are you? What makes you worthy of guiding me?"

As he spoke, before his words had even faded—

He held two fingers together like a sword and raised them before his chest.

Light flowed through his eyes, blazing brilliantly.

With a sweep of his Sword Finger, he pointed at the Hong Family Old Ancestor. "Ten Thousand Blades!"

Before the words had faded, nearly every metal weapon in Tianbei City rose into the air. Accompanied by unsettling howls of wind and clashing metal, they gathered from all corners of the city like rivers under the shocked gazes of its inhabitants. Following the direction of Lu Yuan's Sword Finger, they flew densely toward the Hong Family Old Ancestor, seemingly intending to cut this long-established elder down beneath ten thousand weapons.

The Hong Family Old Ancestor was startled by Lu Yuan's decisiveness and ruthlessness. However, if this was all he had, it was not enough to make him take it seriously. As his Dou Qi circulated, waves of force erupted from his body, spreading outward layer by layer like rolling tides. The weapons that had yet to reach him were shattered from afar, turning into heaps of metal fragments that clanged as they fell to the ground.

However, when the Hong Family Old Ancestor erupted with Dou Qi, the pressure and consequences were mutual. Not only did it reduce the countless incoming weapons to fragments, it also crushed many weaker members of the Hong family until they vomited blood. Some were left in miserable states, while others could not even move, able only