Seized

The Xiao family had grown so accustomed to throwing their weight around that if they went even a day without bullying others through their power, they would consider it a waste of time.

Yet at that moment, dark clouds shrouded the Xiao family's skies. The oppressive atmosphere made every member of the lineage struggle to breathe. Li Yang, the youth the Xiao family had once bullied at will, now descended like a demon god. He held the Nine Realms Tower, radiating a deep, dusky light, high above the Xiao family estate. The runes on the Nine Realms Tower flashed and leaped, and its mighty fluctuations caused the surrounding space to warp faintly. Every flicker of light seemed to mercilessly announce the Xiao family's doom.

Before the main hall of the Xiao estate, the core members of the main branch had gathered together, their faces ashen as death. The family head, Xiao Zhanxiong, had always been imposing, but now he was slumped in his chair, his eyes vacant as he muttered, "What kind of treasure is this tower...? He actually has such a powerful treasure. It's over. Our Xiao family is finished, completely finished..."

Beside him, the Grand Elder Xiao Zhen gripped his cane with trembling hands and spoke in a quavering voice. "We shouldn't have driven him into a corner back then. Look at us now—the retribution has come!" His face was filled with fear and regret, while cold sweat continued to roll down his forehead.

In the courtyard of the estate, the young descendants of the collateral branches huddled together, trembling. One of them said tearfully, "What do we do? Li Yang definitely won't let us go. We treated him so terribly before..."

Another youth hugged his shoulders tightly, his voice shaking. "If I'd known this day would come,