The Li Family's council hall was deathly silent.
Li Chunfeng stared blankly, his eyes filled with confusion and despair; he hadn't come to his senses yet.
Today's dramatic ups and downs have left him feeling unsettled.
Their Sixth Ancestor's Lineage had finally produced a Heavenly Immortal, but in the blink of an eye, he was about to disappear.
In his view, Zhang Yu was doomed to die once he charged into the Sacred Dragon Divine Dynasty's Military Formation.
Not only did he think so, but Li Yuansheng and others felt the same way.
Are you satisfied now?
Li Yuansheng pointed angrily at Li Fengyi, his face ashen and his voice trembling:
"The Li Family was already in dire straits; every Heavenly Immortal is a vital Combat Power!"
"You're forcing him to his death?"
Li Fengyi, however, remained unperturbed, a mocking smile curving her lips as she said indifferently:
"He's throwing his life away, what does that have to do with me?"
"You...!!"
Li Yuansheng was furious and suddenly stood up, but his old injury flared up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His face turned pale instantly, and he slumped back into the chair, his breath weak.
"Our Lord!"
"Old Ancestor!"
The crowd gasped and rushed forward.
"Boom--!!"
Just then, a deafening roar came from outside the city.
What followed was a terrifying, suffocating surge of Spiritual Power that swept in like a tsunami, causing the entire Great Hall to tremble slightly!
"This... this noise... it's terrifying."
"That Zhou Lie guy actually used Military Formation?"
"Looks like that kid has some tricks up his sleeve, but he's not very bright."
The group discussed amongst themselves, a hint of schadenfreude flashing in their eyes.
A hint of helplessness and regret flashed across Li Yuansheng's pale face. He slowly closed his eyes and sighed inwardly.
He dared not leave the city to provide aid, nor was he able to do so.
The area outside the city is too dangerous, with the Sacred Dragon Army watching with predatory eyes. If he leaves the city, the Li Family's main residence will be breached in an instant.
We could only watch helplessly as this "brother's bloodline" perished outside the city.
Just when everyone felt sorry for Zhang Yu, or thought he was ridiculous—
"Tap, tap, tap..."
A steady, clear sound of footsteps drifted slowly from outside the hall.
A figure in Red Dress slowly walked into the Great Hall, his expression calm, his clothes fluttering, and not a speck of dust on his body.
"Oh?
"You're alright?"
Li Shunyi looked up and saw it was Zhang Yu. He sneered disdainfully and said in a sarcastic tone:
"You're quite skilled at escaping; you actually managed to escape from the Sacred Dragon Divine Dynasty's Military Formation."
Li Fengyi also wanted to make a sarcastic remark, but Zhang Yu simply tossed it aside.
Thump!
A bloodied head rolled in the center of the Great Hall, its eyes wide open, its expression frozen in the horror and resentment of its death.
"This is..."
Li Yuansheng's pupils contracted sharply as he stared intently at the severed head, his voice trembling:
"Zhou, Zhou Lie?"
"Boom--!!"
The entire venue erupted!
"Zhou Lie? Zhou Lie, Mid Heavenly Immortal from the Sacred Dragon Divine Dynasty?"
"Could it be... that the commotion outside the city just now... meant he was killed?"
Everyone was stunned, their eyes filled with disbelief and horror, even... a hint of fear.
Zhou Lie, Mid Heavenly Immortal, commands tens of thousands of troops, forming battle formations. His Combat Power on the battlefield is comparable to that of Late Heavenly Immortal!
But now--
His head lay there in the center of the Great Hall, the blood still warm!
"No, impossible..."
Li Shunyi's face turned deathly pale, his voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with shock.
He never imagined that this Early Heavenly Immortal, whom he thought was quite skilled at escaping, could kill Zhou Lie in just a few breaths.
This kid is something else.
Everyone stared at Zhang Yu with utter shock.
Zhang Yu slowly raised his head, his gaze sweeping over Li Shunyi, Li Fengyi, and the others.
Finally, his gaze fell on Li Fengyi:
"Is one Heavenly Immortal being enough?"
"If that's not enough, I'll go kill a few more."
The murderous aura was like ice covering ten thousand miles.
No one dared to respond.
Li Fengyi trembled all over, as if she had fallen into an ice cave, her face turned ashen, and she didn't even dare to lift her head.
She couldn't afford to provoke a terrifying being who could instantly kill Late Heavenly Immortal.
Unlike Li Fengyi and the others who were terrified, Li Yuansheng and Li Chunfeng looked overjoyed.
A Late Heavenly Immortal Combat Power far too precious for the Li Family right now.
Li Chunfeng, in particular, was so excited he almost jumped up.
This is the Combat Power of Late Heavenly Immortal! Even a Grandmaster at their peak might not be able to reach such a level.
Our Sixth Ancestor's Lineage is about to rise!
"Now, am I qualified to sit in this chair?"
Zhang Yu glanced at the crowd, but no one dared to speak.
Then, under the horrified gazes of the crowd, he slowly took his seat.
At that moment, no one dared to utter a single word of dissent.
After taking his seat, Zhang Yu spoke slowly, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable air of authority:
"I heard that today's meeting was held because someone wanted to surrender and remove the Fifth Ancestor Patriarch from his position."
"Yes and no?"
His domineering words sent shivers down the spines of the other family heads who still harbored disloyal thoughts.
Li Yuansheng, however, looked relieved, a long-lost sense of ease flashing in his eyes, as if he had finally found a pillar he could rely on.
The Great Hall was deathly silent.
Li Shunyi's lips moved, but he ultimately didn't dare to speak.
Li Fengyi lowered her head even further, afraid of being noticed by Zhang Yu.
"It seems so."
Zhang Yu nodded slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife, slowly sweeping over the three men and one woman:
"Whoever brought this up, step forward."
No one answered.
"Aren't you going to step forward?"
Zhang Yu chuckled softly, but his smile was chillingly cold.
"Then I'll ask them one by one."
He looked at Li Shunyi:
Have you mentioned it?
Li Shunyi trembled, his face turned deathly pale, and he quickly waved his hands:
"No, no, I never mentioned dismissing the head of the household!"
"Oh?"
Zhang Yu then looked at Li Fengyi:
"And you?"
Li Fengyi's teeth chattered, and she was on the verge of tears.
"I... I only... I only suggested discussing it... I had absolutely no intention of dismissing him!"
"Discuss?"
Zhang Yu slowly stood up, walked to Li Fengyi, and looked down at her:
"Discuss how to offer the Li Family Ancestral Land to the Sacred Dragon Divine Dynasty?"
"Discuss how to send the Li Family Disciples to serve as servants?"
"Let's discuss—how to use the patriarch's head to exchange for the reward money?!"
With each question he asked, the murderous aura emanating from him intensified.
Li Fengyi was almost suffocated by the terrifying murderous aura, and collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down her face.
"I was wrong... I know I was wrong... Please, Senior, spare my life... Spare my life!"
"Wrong?"
Zhang Yu slowly raised his hand, sword Sword Qi emanating from his palm:
Some mistakes can be corrected.
"Something is wrong--"
A cold glint flashed in his eyes:
"It takes a life to pay for it."
"No--!!"
Li Fengyi screamed shrilly.
But the Sword Qi had already arrived.
Laugh!
Blood Light spurted out.
A bloody hole appeared between Li Fengyi's eyebrows, the life force in her eyes quickly faded, and she slowly collapsed to the ground.
Li Fengyi, the patriarch of the third generation of the family, is dead!
Great Hall, you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone held their breath, their eyes filled with boundless fear.
Zhang Yu slowly turned around and looked at Li Shunyi and the others:
"Now, who still wants to 'discuss' surrender?"
"..."
Li Shunyi suddenly knelt down and began frantically kowtowing:
"We swear to follow our lord to the death and fight the Sacred Dragon Divine Dynasty to the bitter end, with absolutely no disloyalty!"
The other two also immediately knelt down and shouted their support.
Zhang Yu then slowly withdrew his hand and looked at Li Yuansheng:
"My Lord, what do you think?"
Li Yuansheng took a deep breath, suppressing the shock in his heart, and slowly stood up, his voice firm and resolute:
"From this day forward, my Li Family— "
"Fight to the death, never surrender!"
Zhang Yu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping out of the hall, as if piercing through the city walls to see the boundless Sacred Dragon Army.
"Very good."