"Squelch!"
The golden saber light sliced through Song Yushao's neck as easily as cutting tofu. His head flew high, eyes bulging wide, while blood gushed like a fountain from his headless corpse as it fell.
"Ancestor..." Song Shirong screamed himself hoarse, his liver and gall splitting with terror.
The Song Family's sea-calming anchor, its heaven-supporting pillar, had fallen, paying the price for his arrogance.
Had he not taken out his grief over his beloved son's death on Xu Yang, this tragedy would never have happened.
The Song Family was finished!
Song Shirong trembled all over, drained of strength. His body nearly crumpled to the ground, his hands and feet icy cold.
"Ancestor..."
"That beast killed the ancestor! Fight him to the death!"
The Song Family elites who had just arrived stared with eyes nearly bursting from their sockets. The hotheaded ones had already leaped into the air to fight Xu Yang to the death.
"No! Run!" Song Shirong roared.
Even the ancestor was dead. However many of them went, they would only be throwing their lives away.
Xu Yang watched the Song Family elites with calm eyes. The manifestation of the Blood Prison vanished behind him, and he slowly raised his hand and slashed.
"Boom!"
Golden saber qi tore through the air, swift as thunder and utterly unstoppable.
Two Song Family disciples were cut in half before they could land. The golden saber qi swept past like a ribbon of silk and struck a crowd of Song Family disciples.
"Bang!"
The golden saber qi exploded, engulfing them all.
The earth rumbled, and dust billowed. When it cleared, severed limbs lay everywhere.
"You..." Song Shirong's face turned white. Cold seemed to seep from every inch of his body, and he swayed on his feet.
"What about me?"
Xu Yang descended