Kill the Heaven-Mending Sect Master! Jiang Wuhui's Dominance!

"Hahahaha! Nephew Yifei, it was one thing for you to return, but you even brought so many guests to the Jiang Family. I truly must thank you properly on the Jiang Family's behalf!"

A detached voice suddenly rang out from within the Jiang Family. Jiang Wuhui took a single step and arrived outside the Jiang Family.

"F-Family Head..."

Jiang Yifei had previously made up his mind to stand up for his younger brother and father, but the moment he saw Jiang Wuhui's face, a surge of fear rose within him.

In an instant, all his momentum vanished, and even his voice trembled.

"Jiang Wuhui, nothing went wrong with your cultivation?"

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from Jiang Wuhui, the Heaven-Mending Sect Master's expression changed as he asked.

"Who told you there was a problem with my cultivation?"

Jiang Wuhui's pitch-black eyes swept over the hundred-odd members of the Heaven-Mending Sect. His gaze was grim and icy, carrying an overwhelming pressure.

For a moment, the Heaven-Mending Sect members' bodies trembled.

Jiang Wuhui's reputation was simply too formidable!

Even after vanishing from the martial world for years, he could still make them fearful with nothing more than a single glance.

"Hehe, now that the Family Head has appeared, those guys had better not piss themselves in fright."

"How laughable. They were barking so happily just now—why have they stopped?"

Jiang Wuhui's arrival suddenly stirred the Jiang Family clansmen into excitement, and they all began speaking up.

For many years, Jiang Wuhui had been the faith in their hearts. He still was.

"Jiang Wuhui, I came today to seek justice from you for Yifei. I heard from Yifei that you shielded your own son, killed Yifei's younger brother, and then used your status as Family Head to suppress Yifei's father?"

The Heaven-Mending Sect Master bolstered himself inwardly, stared straight at Jiang Wuhui, and spoke with righteous indignation.

"What are you? You dare meddle in the Jiang Family's affairs?"

In response, Jiang Wuhui merely cast the Heaven-Mending Sect Master an icy glance and spoke directly, his voice incomparably cold.

A mere Heaven-Mending Sect Master had never been worth his notice.

That had been true in the past, and it was even more true now.

"Jiang Wuhui, you are being far too unreasonable. My disciple has suffered injustice—what is wrong with me, his master, standing up for him?"

"If that is wrong, then is it not wrong for you to shield your own son after he brutally murdered a fellow clansman?"

The Heaven-Mending Sect Master said coldly.

"There is nothing wrong with standing up for your disciple, but once you meddle in the Jiang Family's affairs, there is a problem—a very big problem!"

Jiang Wuhui spoke indifferently.

As his words fell, an incomparably terrifying aura swept toward the hundred-odd Heaven-Mending Sect experts.

In an instant, the hundred-odd Heaven-Mending Sect experts were engulfed by Jiang Wuhui's aura, and quite a few of them trembled violently in fear.

"Hmph! Others may fear you, Jiang Wuhui, but I do not! If you cannot give me an explanation today, I will never leave!"

Seeing Jiang Wuhui make the first move, the Heaven-Mending Sect Master snorted coldly and erupted with an aura that pressed toward Jiang Wuhui.

"Never leave? Then do not leave! Remain in my Jiang Family forever!"

Boom!

With a cold shout, Jiang Wuhui struck directly. He threw a punch like an ancient star shattering, unleashing astonishing fist radiance and terrifying might.

"Jiang Wuhui, if you want to fight, then fight! I truly want to see whether you can still suppress me as you did back then!"

The Heaven-Mending Sect Master's expression changed upon seeing Jiang Wuhui attack. He shouted and immediately made his move as well.

Ancient runes rose around his body, wrapping him within them. Behind him, an incomparably majestic phantom of an ancient war god formed.

In an instant, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth seemed to boil, and space trembled without end!

A terrifying force carrying boundless, fearsome might suddenly charged toward Jiang Wuhui!

At this moment, whether they were the Heaven-Mending Sect experts or the many Jiang Family clansmen,

everyone held their breath and stared fixedly at the scene in the void, filled with anticipation for the great battle about to erupt.

This was a clash between the White-Robed God King and the sect master of the Eastern Wilderness.

Under normal circumstances, where could one possibly witness such a thing?

Boom!!!

Jiang Wuhui's fist seal collided with the Heaven-Mending Sect Master's power in the void. In an instant, heaven and earth roared, mountains and rivers shattered, sun and moon lost their light, and terrifying shockwaves spread rapidly through the sky!

For a moment, everyone in this region hurriedly circulated their profound arts to resist, lest they be swallowed outright by those terrifying shockwaves.

Yet even so, many low-cultivation cultivators were sent flying, and some even coughed up blood on the spot!

After that single exchange, heaven and earth fell into vast silence. Not even the faintest sound remained, only curious gazes converging.

At this moment, everyone desperately wanted to know who had won that exchange.

As the shockwaves dispersed, heaven and earth regained their clarity, and the scene in the void became incomparably distinct.

There stood a tall figure in white, still upright in the void. His robes fluttered like flowing wind returning to snow, yet not a speck of dust stained them.

That figure was Jiang Wuhui!

As for the Heaven-Mending Sect Master, he had vanished completely!

In the soundless silence, a golden rain of blood began to drift down from the heavens, falling slowly and scattering everywhere, blanketing the entire void.

That was Saint King blood, signifying the fall of a Saint King!