Liu Family estate.
Willows swayed softly, their catkins drifting on the wind.
A white bird passed faintly through the void. Xu Yuan stood before the Liu Family's gates.
"Who goes there?"
Before the two Liu Family guards could react, they clutched their hearts and slowly collapsed.
"Liu Family... Xu Yuan has come to settle old scores!"
After saying it, Xu Yuan suddenly found it dull.
After all, Liu Yihang had died at Great Buddha Temple. The Liu Family might not even have known about this appointment.
"But... there's no need to go to such trouble."
Ever since completing the Southern Dipper White Bird Diagram puzzle, Xu Yuan had felt his humanity grow utterly indifferent.
It could be said that he no longer cared about anyone else's life or death—nor even his own!
"Bai Feng... Soar!"
With a sweep of his right hand, a terrifying ghost domain spread outward. The sky darkened, and snowflakes like feathers drifted down.
"Is this... snow?"
On the training grounds, a member of the Liu Family raised his hand, intending to catch one of the feathers. Yet he discovered that it was sharper than a blade, slicing straight across his throat.
Clutching his bleeding neck, he fell with a face full of disbelief.
Before death claimed him, he saw clansmen just like himself collapsing one after another, becoming corpses!
"Who dares cause trouble in my Liu Family?!!"
An enraged roar came from the ancestral hall. "Hundred-Armed King Fist—Skybreaker!"
Bang!
An incomparably thick, long arm smashed straight through the gates and blasted toward the sky!
Crack! Crackle!
That arm split apart in midair, one becoming two, two becoming four, four becoming eight... In the blink of an eye, it spread like a peacock fanning its tail, becoming hundreds upon hundreds of tangible arms, each forming a fist