"Li Yunjing! You'll die a horrible death!"
Wang Tianba's eyes bulged until they nearly split.
Li Yunjing looked down from above, watching it all coldly. "I gave you a chance."
Nine golden dragons rampaged over the Wang Family. Wherever they passed, pavilions, terraces, towers, and halls were all reduced to dust.
The Wang Family clansmen fled in panic, yet they could not escape the golden dragons' pursuit.
"Li Yunjing! Even as a ghost, I won't let you off!"
Wang Tianba's eyes were bloodred, the spiritual power throughout his body running wild—he was actually about to detonate his Nascent Soul!
"You want to die?"
Li Yunjing gave a cold snort and pressed down with one hand.
Lightning patterns on the array disk suddenly flared, and a streak of purple lightning instantly pierced through Wang Tianba's dantian, forcibly pinning his Nascent Soul in place!
"Ah..."
Wang Tianba let out a shrill scream, his whole body collapsing to the ground like rotten mud.
By now, the Sun Family's patriarch and the Qian Family's patriarch had already led their people into the Wang Family's core area. The entire little city occupied by the Wang Family, spanning dozens of li, was filled everywhere with beacon fires and wolf-smoke.
Worried for Li Yunjing's safety, the Sun Family's patriarch and the Qian Family's patriarch were the first to charge outside the ancestral hall.
When they saw Wang Tianba beaten half to death, both of them could not help stopping in their tracks.
"Fellow Daoist Li truly has heaven-reaching methods."
The Sun Family's patriarch cupped his hands and said with a smile, "The Wang Family brought ruin upon itself. It really cannot blame anyone else."
"Exactly, exactly."
The Qian Family's patriarch hurriedly echoed him as well. "Wang Tianba harbored evil intentions. He deserves this fate."
"You two came