An unfamiliar young man stepped down from the chariot, followed by four or five figures with immensely powerful, terrifying auras. A smile played at the corners of his mouth, yet neither joy nor anger showed as he walked straight up to Beishan Xiong.
"The Venerable Domain, indeed, but spare me the 'senior.'" As Mu Bai spoke, he reached out and laid his hand on Beishan Xiong's head. Then his fingers clenched viciously, and with a sharp shout and a bang, he crushed Beishan Xiong's head. "No one from the Beishan Household will leave alive!"
Seeing his father's head crushed, Beishan Fengyun erupted at once, thrusting out a giant palm at Mu Bai. Mu Bai's face twisted savagely, and he drove a heavy punch straight into Beishan Fengyun's enormous palm. With a thunderous crash, he knocked him back several dozen feet.
"Leave none alive!"
At his command, before the four Qian Slaves could act, Qian Dezhong stepped forward. A gigantic hand a thousand feet long appeared out of thin air and closed around the hundred-odd members of the Beishan Household. As though crushing a hundred-odd ants, it took their lives without a sound, without a single scream.
Beishan Fengyun gave a desolate smile. He knew it truly was over now. He and the Beishan Household were both finished.
"Who are you!"
As though facing a formidable enemy, Chen Qi's expression grew grave, and she could not help drawing her longsword and holding it across her chest.
"What a spirited girl. Would you care to follow this Holy Son to the Venerable Domain and roam at leisure?" With a wickedly alluring smile, Mu Bai walked straight up to Chen Qi, pinching her chin and lifting it. "At an unhurried pace I wander on, lightly bathed in sunset's glow, scattered flying crows donning