Yang Wudi Falls! Loyal and Righteous?

"Elder Chrysanthemum, Elder Gui Mei, please take Yang Wushuang to the Soul Beast Forest and help him find a suitable Soul Ring."

Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a glance and nodded. Gui Mei snorted. "Come on. Take us on a tour of the Soul Beast Forest."

Yang Wushuang hurriedly nodded and bowed respectfully. "Yes, yes, yes. Please follow me, Elders."

As soon as the three left, Dugu Bo leaned closer and whispered, "Young Master, do you really trust that traitor?"

Lin Fan sneered. "Does it matter whether I trust him? He swallowed my Teacher's specially made Soul-Eating Poison Pill. If he dares harbor any ulterior motives, death is the only path for him."

Bai He and Niu Gao broke out in cold sweats as they listened from the side, silently cursing these people for being more sinister than the last.

After Yang Wushuang obtained his Soul Ring, the group set off in grand procession for Xuanpo City.

Xuanpo City was not too far from Longxing City, only two days away. Lin Fan and the others were in no hurry, traveling at an unhurried pace.

But Niu Gao remained deeply uneasy. He knew the Breaking Clan's temperament well, especially Yang Wudi's. That man was tough as iron, the sort who would rather die than submit.

Now that Spirit Hall had killed Yang Wudi's son, how could Yang Wudi possibly bow his head?

"Clan Head Niu, do you think the Breaking Clan will obediently comply?" Xue Ying asked with a smile as she walked.

Niu Gao gave a dry laugh. "Hard to say. That old fellow Yang Wudi is stubborn as hell. You killed his son—he probably wants to tear every one of you apart."

"Perfect," Lin Fan said with a faint smile. "Then he can die. The clan head has already been replaced, anyway."

Niu Gao did not dare respond, but he silently worried for the Breaking Clan.

When they arrived outside the Breaking Clan residence, the guards at the entrance panicked at the sight of such a formidable procession.

They recognized Niu Gao and Bai He, but what truly frightened them were the several Titled Douluo behind Lin Fan, each radiating overwhelming pressure.

These visitors clearly meant trouble!

"Quick! Go inform the clan head!" One guard turned and ran inside.

Yang Wudi stood at the entrance of the residence, staring at the mighty procession in the distance. His face was so dark it seemed ready to drip water.

"They're here," he said quietly, his eyes blazing with fury.

Yang Wudi stood at the entrance with his clansmen, his gaze sharp as blades. To his shock, there were five Titled Douluo from Spirit Hall on the other side. Even old Bai He, old Niu Gao, and his younger brother, who had vanished for many years, stood beside them.

As for how he knew they were Spirit Hall's Titled Douluo... Chrysanthemum Douluo Yue Guan and Ghost Douluo Gui Mei had participated in the campaign against the Four Single-Attribute Clans years ago. How could he fail to recognize them?

Yang Wudi was no fool. He quickly assessed the situation: Bai He and Niu Gao had clearly been forced into this, while his younger brother Yang Wushuang... had already completely defected to Spirit Hall!

Yang Wudi summoned his Soul Breaking Spear and drove it fiercely into the ground. He stared at his younger brother Yang Wushuang, his eyes nearly spitting fire.

That brat kept his head lowered, looking obedient and submissive, not even daring to glance at him.

"So you really didn't die." Yang Wudi gritted his teeth. "I thought Spirit Hall had killed you long ago. I never expected you to become their dog!"

Yang Wushuang's expression stiffened, but he lowered his head without speaking.

"What exactly does your Spirit Hall want?!" Yang Wudi roared. The Soul Rings on his Soul Breaking Spear suddenly lit up, and violent Soul Power rippled out, cracking the ground.

Lin Fan gave a cold smile and stepped forward. "Very simple. We're changing the clan head."

Yang Wudi's pupils shrank as rage surged within him. "Him? Is he worthy?"

"Whether he's worthy isn't important." Lin Fan spread his hands. "What matters is that he's already an eighty-second-level Soul Douluo. Step down now and let him become the clan head of the Breaking Clan. If you refuse..." He paused, his tone casual. "Then we wipe out the clan."

The faces of the Breaking Clan members turned deathly pale.

Yang Wudi laughed in extreme anger. "Fine! Spirit Hall certainly knows how to scheme! You want the Breaking Clan to become your lapdogs? Keep dreaming!"

A black Soul Ring beneath Lin Fan's feet suddenly lit up as the Purgatory Spider Emperor Martial Soul instantly possessed him.

Six purple-black spider legs burst from his back, while his hands transformed into sharp Spider Spears. His entire presence abruptly became cold and sinister.

First Soul Skill, Evil God Space!

With Lin Fan's low shout, the surroundings suddenly twisted. Yang Wudi felt his vision go dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he was standing in a blood-red space. Six scarlet spider compound eyes hung in the sky, while the ground was covered in sticky webs.

"A domain-type Soul Skill?!" Yang Wudi's expression changed drastically. He immediately used his Soul Skills to strike the walls of the space, but no matter how he attacked, the space did not budge.

The clansmen behind him staggered about, and several of the weaker ones fell directly to their knees.

Yue Guan raised an orchid finger and chuckled. "Don't waste your strength. It would take at least three ninety-fifth-level Titled Douluo joining forces to break this space."

Gui Mei added darkly, "Right now, not even a fly can escape."

"Bastard!" Yang Wudi roared, his eyes burning with uncontrollable fury. He could endure no longer. The Soul Breaking Spear in his hand shook violently as its Soul Rings flared with light.

Seventh Soul Skill, Martial Soul Avatar!

With a thunderous roar, his body was instantly enveloped in Soul Power. He transformed into a fierce spear shadow and charged straight at Lin Fan.

The Soul Breaking Spear stabbed toward Lin Fan's chest with astonishing killing intent.

"Courting death!"

Yue Guan's Singular Velvet Sky Chrysanthemum instantly bloomed, its dazzling golden petals forcibly blocking the Soul Breaking Spear's edge.

With his attack blocked, Yang Wudi's body stalled for an instant. In that very moment, Gui Mei appeared behind him like a ghost.

"It's over," Gui Mei's cold voice sounded by his ear.

Crack!

With a crisp snap, Yang Wudi's neck was crushed. The rage in his eyes had not yet faded when his body crashed to the ground, and the glow of the Soul Rings on the Soul Breaking Spear went out with it.

The Breaking Clan members instantly turned ashen. Several young disciples even collapsed limply to the ground.

Yang Wushuang kept his head lowered, fists clenched so tightly that his nails dug deep into his palms. Yet in the end, he did not dare look up even once at his brother's corpse.

"The clan head is dead. From now on, Yang Wushuang is the new clan head of the Breaking Clan." Lin Fan withdrew his Martial Soul and swept his gaze over the crowd. "Who has objections?"

After a brief, deathly silence, several hot-blooded young clansmen suddenly stepped forward, their eyes bloodshot. "We refuse! Your Spirit Hall has gone too far!"

The corners of Lin Fan's lips curled up, and a chill flashed through his eyes. "You refuse? Very good."

He raised a hand and waved. Yue Guan and Gui Mei struck instantly. Before those clansmen who had stepped forward could even scream, they were crushed into bloody mist.

The remaining members of the Breaking Clan trembled all over, yet several still stepped forward.

"You... you can't do this!" An older clansman shook with rage. "Our Breaking Clan has been loyal and righteous for generations. You... you're committing slaughter!"

"Loyal and righteous?" Lin Fan sneered. "Are you stupid? You're talking to me about loyalty and righteousness? Who are you loyal to? Spirit Hall?"