Third Grandpa Song Huaishan said, "Miss Song, of course we're your family. Otherwise, how could your punishment for this be as simple as handing over the Purple Ring? If you were anyone else, we'd make sure to root you out completely."
"History has shown that the descendants of those who fall and become demonic beasts are highly likely to fall and become demonic beasts themselves."
They had actually considered killing her.
Her red lips trembled. Her eyes filled with sorrow and disbelief as she asked, "If I don't hand over the Purple Ring, you'll kill me?"
No one answered Song Yiyi's question, but their actions said everything.
At some point, the elders she called Grandpa had already activated their abilities.
Their meaning was clear.
If she didn't hand over the Purple Ring, which symbolized the position of Family Head, she wouldn't be leaving.
Despair filled Song Yiyi's eyes. Her voice broke as she asked, "Why? Wasn't my grandpa good enough to you? Why did you betray him..."
"Betray him!" The Second Elder dropped his pretense, revealing a vicious expression. "Miss Song, he was the one who fell and became a demonic beast, betraying the entire Song family. All we're doing now is cleaning house."
"You really are going to kill me!"
Song Yiyi was utterly consumed by despair. She felt so cold, and the world before her seemed so dark.
She stared blankly at everything before her, thinking, Grandpa, why did you have to leave first and abandon me in this cold, unfamiliar world?
Can you tell me how I'm supposed to keep going from here?
Jiang Chen naturally had no idea what was happening at the Song family.
As he ate a delicious dinner, he thought about finding a suitable time to go to the Song family with Zhang Banxian and find out where the Super S-Class Demonic Beast's true form was sealed.
Then they could figure out a way to destroy it.
He was just about to take a sip of the iced fruit juice he'd prepared earlier.
Just then, he saw a new mission pop up in the system. He said to the chubby guy, "Hey, I've got something to take care of. I'll head out first. I'll treat you next time!"
Without offering any explanation, Jiang Chen used Flash Step to leave.
Song Aotian followed right behind him and asked, "Little Jiang Chen, what happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"It's not me. It's Song Yiyi."
Song Yiyi?
Song Aotian wondered what was going on, then followed close behind Jiang Chen.
Meanwhile, Song Yiyi had been driven into a corner. Her ability armor, Athena, stood beside her as she wildly swung the spear in her hand through the empty air.
She shouted, "Don't push me!"
"Song Yiyi, hand over the Purple Ring that symbolizes the position of Family Head, and you'll still be one of us."
"Dream on. Grandpa entrusted the Song family to me, not to you."
"You're no longer my elders."
The elders exchanged glances. The Second Elder took the lead and said, "Song Yiyi, if you don't consider us family, then we won't hold back!"
"Ability, activate!" Second Elder Song Tianshan was the first to cry out.
Then the Third Elder called out, "Ability, activate!"
With the two of them leading the way, the other elders activated their abilities one after another.
They all attacked Song Yiyi at once.
No matter how talented Song Yiyi was, dodging attacks coming from all directions would be no easy feat.
One person couldn't fight off four hands. Song Yiyi had no way to resist their attacks.
She used all her ability to protect herself, already prepared to be gravely injured.
"Rumble!"
"Crash!"
After the deafening noise, Song Yiyi felt no pain at all.
Had she managed to block every attack?
But how could that be possible?
These men were all family elders. They'd enjoyed the family's resources since childhood, and their strength was no small matter.
Even Song Yiyi, at full power, could at best draw against a single elder.
How could she have come away without a scratch?
As the smoke around them cleared,
Song Yiyi raised her head.
A tall figure stood in front of her.
Just as her grandpa had once protected her!
Who was this person? Why was he helping her?
Song Yiyi tried to make out the face in front of her.
When she finally saw it,
she was utterly astonished!!!
How could it be him...
Jiang Chen. Why was he here?
From the looks of it, he'd blocked the elders' attacks.
"Jiang Chen, you..."
Song Yiyi had countless questions, but she didn't know where to begin.
In the end, all she could do was fall silent.
Jiang Chen wasn't feeling too well either.
He'd taken the full brunt of the attacks from so many powerful opponents to protect Song Yiyi.
If Song Aotian hadn't helped him absorb most of the force,
he'd probably be on his knees by now.
The Song family elders were baffled by the sudden appearance of a strange man.
Who was he? Why had he shown up?
His arrival was completely unexpected.
When they saw the longsword in Jiang Chen's hand, they all sucked in a breath.
They recognized the sword.
It was the sword the family's Old Ancestor had wielded in life.
After the Old Ancestor fell, the sword had sealed itself away.
So why had it appeared here now?
Then a voice rang out, making everyone drop to their knees.
"You unworthy descendants dare to slaughter one another for power."
"You don't deserve to be called members of the Song family!"
The voice came from within the longsword.
It startled everyone.
The voice carried a powerful pressure that left no one able to resist.
Under its weight, every elder fell to their knees. They wanted to get up, but couldn't muster even the slightest strength.
"You unworthy descendants! None of you can behave. Is this how the Song family raised you?"
Song Aotian used the sword to rap each of them on the head.
They were all in their fifties or sixties, with heads of white hair, and looked like old men.
But to Song Aotian, they were all his descendants.
It was only right for an elder to discipline the younger generation.
"Who are you? How can you possess such immense power?" Second Elder Song Tianshan asked.
"I am Song Aotian!"
How could that be possible?
The Old Ancestor had been dead for hundreds of years. How could he have come back to life?
"What, you dare doubt this Old Ancestor?"
Song Aotian raised the sword and rapped the Second Elder hard on the head.
"In this world, who else but me is worthy of wielding the Aotian Divine Sword?"
As if responding to his words, the divine sword let out a ringing cry!
The entire blade was golden, glowing faintly in the night. Mysterious patterns covered its surface.
It inspired awe and reverence.
At those words, the Song family elders' expressions changed.
They'd planned for every possibility, but never accounted for Song Aotian as a wild card.
They'd never imagined that Song Aotian would "come back to life" hundreds of years later.
"Old Ancestor, spare us!"
Now that the Old Ancestor had appeared, they wouldn't stand a chance against Song Aotian, not even if there were hundreds or thousands of them.
Song Aotian was a legendary powerhouse on this continent.
Now that their coup had been exposed, they could only hope they'd be allowed to live.
Their crime was a capital offense: usurping power!
"Miss Song, tell me. Should I kill them or spare them?"
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