"Buzzz!"
The instant Ye Wushang's cry of "kill without mercy" fell, the remaining four thousand-odd disciples and guards at the Nangong Household's ancestral grounds erupted into an uproar!
"Slander! This is monstrous slander!"
A goateed pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivator argued desperately. He was Nangong Wang's younger brother, Nangong Lie. Spiritual light surged around him as his hands formed magic formulas for the formation patterns.
"Our Nangong Household has received the Immortal Dynasty's grace for generations! Many of our people serve as officials at court and throughout the circuits, provinces, and prefectures, and our household head is a Principal Sixth Rank unassigned official! How could we collude with the enemy and betray our country? That fiend Qing Chen merely covets our household's foundations built over thousands of years and seeks to seize them!"
"Fight them to the death! Protect the ancestral shrine!" Over a hundred core disciples of the Nangong Household, their eyes bloodshot, brought out spirit artifacts and magic treasures, attempting to activate the remaining household-protecting formation patterns.
But the formation patterns, which could once have withstood several Nascent Soul bombardments head-on, had already had their central nexus shattered by Ye Wushang's rule-infused azure lotus sword qi. Now, only faint traces of spiritual light flickered.
"How could an ant shake a tree so easily?" Ye Wushang's gaze remained indifferent. He did not even draw his sword.
Holding two fingers together like a sword, he pointed lightly at Nangong Lie, who stood at the very front, frantically activating his magic formulas!
"Shhk-!" A strand of azure lotus sword qi shot through the air with incredible speed. Nangong Lie had not even seen how the sword light appeared before he felt a chill between his brows.
He instinctively activated his body-protection magic treasure, but the sword qi pierced through it as easily as