Huangpu City.
The Huangpu Clan's small square.
On the raised platform.
Chen Xuan sat in the grand armchair prepared by the Huangpu Family elders.
His gaze was indifferent as he looked down below.
At this very moment.
Those homeless people and beggars were venting with all their might the emotions they had long kept bottled up against the Huangpu Clan.
Not far away, the White-Headed Joyous Ape seemed as if it wanted to show its master its true strength.
So that in the future, perhaps so many fat lambs would still be delivered to it.
It refused to be outdone.
It gritted its teeth and kept fighting.
For a time.
A layer of dark clouds hung over the entire Huangpu Clan.
Everyone in the Huangpu Family looked ashen.
This was the third day.
They did not know how much longer the youth before them intended to have people torture them.
During this period.
Many hot-blooded young people had already died by Chen Xuan's Ten Thousand Souls Banner.
And they, in order to keep barely clinging to life.
Chose to swallow their anger, hoping that one day in the future, they could rise again and take revenge.
Once again, the sun sank in the west.
Those homeless people and beggars were deeply grateful.
They were ready to come again tomorrow!
But Chen Xuan said, "After tonight, you won't need to come anymore. The Huangpu Clan will be erased from the Tianxuan Continent. Everyone will cease to exist!"
"Huh?"
The homeless people and beggars froze when they heard this.
Though they felt it was somewhat of a pity.
They did not dare say much.
They simply left.
But every member of the Huangpu Clan present was enraged.
Especially the womenfolk.
"You demon! We've already let you do whatever you want with us,