Stripping Away Monstrous Talent, Plundering the Ten-Thousand-Year Vault, the Great Empire's Foundations Soar Once More

At the deepest end of the underground passage, vast stretches of hard, black basalt walls were cracking apart. The violent collision of the Great Solar Yang Release Divine Light had produced increasingly powerful aftershocks. At that moment,

the heavy underground chamber that had once locked Killua inside collapsed completely as its iron rings snapped and massive stones came crashing down.

Killua kicked away the heavy rubble crushing him and staggered out of the darkness in a wretched state.

His clothes were tattered beyond recognition, and large patches of white stone dust clung to his short white hair. He ran desperately onward.

Following the dark iron corridor, which was filled with ruins and standing water, he forcibly charged straight into the center of the main hall, which had already been reduced to rubble. However,

when he saw the scene before him, his body abruptly froze in midair. His clear azure eyes were instantly filled with overwhelming fury, disbelief, and madness. Before his eyes,

his father Silva, the powerful patriarch he had always revered and feared, and his grandfather, old Zeno, were sprawled in the muddy ruins of a crater, covered in blood. Their bones were broken throughout their bodies, and they trembled endlessly in the wind as they vomited blood.

The hundred elite assassins of the clan had already turned into a mist of blood. The ancient and immense Zoldyck Family had, in an instant, been reduced to ashes. ... "Bastards!" "I'll kill you all!"

Killua let out a hysterical roar of rage, his blue eyes turning completely bloodshot. In an instant, he violently forced all the Nen within his body into activation. Crack!

His ten fingers mutated in an instant, drawn by Nen into sharp, razor-edged steel claws. Their cold gleam was piercing as he leaped high into the air