"You Wei Family people are all insane!"
Xu Zhouluo seized a servant by the collar and roared, his emotions surging, "You're just going to stand here and watch them die?! That so-called ancestor of yours is slaughtering your entire family!"
The servant's eyes were vacant, then a smile suddenly appeared. "But what does that have to do with you? These are their sins. Sins they brought upon themselves."
Granny Shen said coldly, "They should bear the consequences of their own sins. What's the point of dying off and leaving a mess behind?"
The Ghost Bride was intent on killing everyone herself.
The Rich Landowner took no part in the slaughter. With his hands behind his back and his belly thrust out, he leisurely circled the old man's memorial tablet.
Then he approached the coffin and rapped on its lid as though knocking on a door. The lid opened, and the old man's corpse, dressed in a Zhongshan suit, sat up inside. Then he rose and climbed out, thin, shriveled, and bluish-black.
His clouded white eyes surveyed the rivers of blood before him. He gave what seemed an emotional sigh, his voice emerging from his chest.
"Old Du, it's been a long time."
The Rich Landowner chuckled. "Eldest Wei, it certainly has."
"Is that boy dead?"
"Not yet, but he should be soon."
The old Wei patriarch fell silent for a while, then walked down the steps. The Ghost Bride looked up at him, suppressed her anger a little, and stepped aside.
Xu Zhouluo's heart pounded furiously. The jade pendant around his neck shattered without warning.
A powerful ghost capable of constituting an S-class phenomenon had descended upon the world.
The special monitoring satellites orbiting Earth sounded an alarm. Everyone in the United Nations meeting froze, and Daoist Liu, distracted for