The person speaking is none other than the patriarch of Situ Household!
He is also the father of Young Master Situ!
Situ Xiong stood in front of the main seat of the main hall, the golden Qilin embroidered on the black brocade robe seemed to be burned to life by the anger around him.
His usually gentle and calm face was now completely distorted, his jawline was tense, and even the veins in his neck were pulsing.
There were already several deep red marks on the palms of my hands from nails, but the stinging sensation could not suppress the rage welling up from my internal organs.
He has been in charge of Situ Household for so many years. With his iron-blooded skills and foresight, he has allowed the family to firmly occupy the first position in the Central Continent. Even if the children of the family suffer some grievances outside, others have to look at Situ Household's face to apologize.
But now, someone dares to kill his younger brother and massacre his elite in front of the whole clan. This is not a provocation, it is tearing off Situ Household's face and trampling it under his feet. It is to shake the foundation of the family!
His eyes even flashed uncontrollably as the second and third sons usually saluted respectfully. His heart felt like it had been hit by a heavy hammer, it felt stuffy and painful, and even his breath smelled like blood.
"In the beginning, it was just a dispute between the eldest son and an outsider. It was a trivial matter!"
On the west side, a gray-haired clan elder was leaning on a crutch with a dragon head. The head of the crutch struck the gold brick floor heavily, and every stroke seemed to be venting the anger in his heart.
The wrinkles on his face were twisted into a ball, and his cloudy eyes were full of incredible resentment. "The eldest son just said a few more words, but the other party was better. Not only did he beat people, but he also killed the second and third children! This is definitely a very vicious person, and he doesn't make any sense!"
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his chest heaving violently, as if he would be out of breath in the next second.
In his heart, the children of Situ Household are the proud sons of heaven. Even if they make mistakes, they should be punished within the family. It is not the turn of outsiders to comment, let alone the murderer?
In his opinion, the so-called "war of spirits" was just a squabble between juniors, but the other party directly had murderous intentions. This was simply a trampling on Situ Household's centuries-old majesty, and a declaration of war on the entire family!
He subconsciously touched the clan emblem hanging on his waist. The cold metal touch made him calm down a little, but when he thought of his two dead clan nephews, his anger burned up again.
"Having said that, it can also be seen that the opponent's strength is really terrifying!"
On the east side, a clan elder wearing a blue brocade robe suppressed his emotions and tried to keep his voice steady.
But the hand hanging by his side was trembling slightly, and his fingertips were even a little cold, "Heavenly Severance Army is the elite of our family, equipped with top-notch armor and weapons. It is difficult for ordinary monks to even get close, but now they have lost thousands of people at once - either the opponent has invincible strength that can defeat ten thousand, or there is a larger army hidden behind it!"
When he said this, he glanced at everyone in the hall, trying to find a hint of confidence on other people's faces, but the uneasiness in his heart surged up like a tide.
He himself couldn't tell whether the trembling of his body was due to anger at the murder of his tribe or fear of the unknown enemy.
After all, Heavenly Severance Army had defeated an enemy army of 10,000 people with 3,000 men in previous clan wars, but now he was defeated so miserably.
The opponent's strength has exceeded his knowledge.
He even couldn't help but wonder, if he encountered such an enemy, would he be able to withstand one attack?
As soon as this idea came up, he suppressed it forcefully, but a layer of cold sweat still broke out on his back.
As soon as these words came out, the hall, which was full of anger just now, instantly became quiet, and even the sound of breathing became clearly audible.
Situ Household's senior executives, look at me and I look at you. The anger on their faces was gradually replaced by solemnity.
A middle-aged man sitting in the second row on the left subconsciously clenched the jade finger in his hand and repeatedly rubbed the lines on it with his fingertips.
He is in charge of the family's military affairs. He knows the combat power of the Heavenly Severance Army better than anyone else. He also knows the cultivation level of the second and third sons. Ordinary people cannot hurt them at all.
If you want to kill these two people and destroy thousands of the Heavenly Severance Army in a short period of time, let alone any one of them, even if you add up all the people in the palace, it is probably impossible!
He secretly glanced at Situ Xiong who was sitting on the throne, and saw that the patriarch's face was terrifyingly gloomy. He quickly lowered his head, his heart pounding.
In this dead silence, a young tribesman wearing a light blue gown moved out from behind the crowd, and his voice sounded timidly, as if he was afraid of disturbing the heavy atmosphere in the hall. "Everyone, tribe elders, and tribe leaders, according to the latest information from the sentry... There were only three people on the other side, one man and two women, and it seems that the only one who took action was that man."
As he spoke, his head lowered, his hands nervously twisting the corners of his clothes, and there was unconcealable fear in his voice.
In fact, this information was sent to the main hall half an hour ago - this means that the opponent does not rely on strength in numbers, but on real, crushing personal strength!
He could imagine that as soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in the palace would become even more depressing, but as a clan member responsible for transmitting information, he could not hide it.
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, he felt countless eyes falling on him, including shock, doubt, and fear, making him feel uncomfortable all over.
The silence in the hall instantly became more oppressive, the air seemed to have solidified, and even the sound of the wind outside the window could not be heard.
There is a huge stone weighing on everyone's mind: Looking at the entire Central Continent, there are only a handful of people with this level of strength!
I'm afraid only those family ancestors and sect ancestors who have been in seclusion for many years and whose cultivation is unfathomable have such ability, right?
An old uncle sitting in the corner couldn't help but sigh. He remembered that he had seen his ancestor take action once when he was young, and the devastating power was still fresh in his memory.
Could it be that this enemy really has ancestor-level strength?
When he thought of this, his hands trembled uncontrollably - if that were the case, they might be as vulnerable as ants in the eyes of the other party.
At the thought of facing a strong man of that level, everyone present subconsciously clenched their fists, their knuckles turning white, and a deep sense of powerlessness surged in their hearts.
None of them dare to say that they can defeat such an opponent, and even if they join forces, they are not completely sure.
An aunt sitting in the middle quietly pulled the sleeve of her husband next to her, her eyes full of worry, her lips moved, but she did not dare to speak.
She was afraid that her worries would shake people's hearts, but she couldn't help but be afraid. What if the family lost this time, what would they do?
But this feeling of powerlessness didn't last long, and was replaced by the arrogance and confidence in Situ Household's bones.
The clan elder on the west side who was leaning on a dragon-head crutch suddenly snorted coldly and broke the silence, "Fighting alone is what fools do! We Situ Household are the first family of the Central Continent. Some are masters and some are just people. Why bother talking about fairness? As long as you can kill people, it is the best way!"
These words seemed to wake everyone up, and the solemnity just now dissipated a lot.
A young clan brother sitting in the front row suddenly slapped his thigh and echoed, "The clan elder is right! What we Situ Household are best at is never single combat, but overwhelming others with force! We are not sure about fighting alone, but if we send out a large number of soldiers and horses to surround and kill, why can't we take down one person? Even if he is the ancestor's level of strength, he can't stand against the large number of us!"
As he spoke, his fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes, as if he had seen the enemy being surrounded and killed.
Others also nodded, and the fear on their faces was gradually replaced by severity.
They may be afraid of fighting alone, but they will never be afraid of large numbers of people. The background of Situ Household is not just talk.
"Heavenly Severance Army has less than 2,000 men left. If we send them out any more, they will be killed, which will be a waste of the family's hard work!"
The old man from the Qingpao clan also calmed down at this moment and suggested in a cold tone. "In my opinion, directly dispatch 10,000 clan soldiers, equipped with the most powerful crossbows and formations, and kill people with the most powerful means! Having learned from the past two times, it would be stupid to send more people bit by bit!"
His words were recognized by everyone, and everyone in the hall nodded, with a fierce light shining in their eyes.
The middle-aged man in charge of military affairs stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Clan leader, there are still many magic weapons and formation scrolls in the family warehouse. As long as the soldiers cooperate properly, no matter how strong the opponent is, they will not be able to fly!"
He said with full confidence.
These equipments are one of the family's trump cards, and they are usually reluctant to use them, but this time in order to kill the enemy, they don't care so much.
Situ Xiong has been silent for a long time. At this moment, he finally raised his head, his face was so gloomy that it could drip water, and the bloodshot eyes were denser than before.
He looked at the commander of the guards beside him, and there was no warmth in his voice, as if it was squeezed out from between his teeth. "Send someone to the back mountain immediately, report this matter to the ancestor, and let the ancestor know. Tell the ancestor, Situ Household people cannot die in vain, we must avenge this!"
The commander of the personal guards knelt down on one knee, respectfully said "yes", stood up and walked out of the hall quickly, his steps hurried, not daring to delay at all.
Then, Situ Xiong took a deep breath, his chest heaved violently, and his voice suddenly rose, with unquestionable majesty, and spread throughout the entire hall. "Pass my order to gather ten thousand family soldiers, equipped with repeated crossbows and trapping scrolls, and assemble in the family square in half an hour. Follow me into battle to kill the enemy!"
"Yes!"
Everyone in the hall responded in unison, with a loud voice that made the tiles on the roof of the hall tremble slightly.
After the order was given, messenger talismans flew out from the main hall and landed in various camps of the family.
Within half an hour, a dense crowd of soldiers gathered in the family square.
The crisp sound of armor clashing, the hunting sound of waving flags, and the orderly footsteps of soldiers intertwined into a chilling atmosphere that enveloped the entire Situ Household.
The Situ Household clansmen came after hearing the news, gathered around the square, and stood on tiptoes to look in.
A little girl in a pink dress held her mother's hand, raised her head and asked, "Mom, why are so many uncles and uncles wearing armor? Where are they going?"
The mother touched her head, looked at the soldiers in the square with complicated eyes, and whispered, "They are going to kill the bad guys and protect us Situ Household."
The surrounding tribesmen were also talking about it:
"This is the foundation of our Situ Household! Ten thousand soldiers, if you pull them out at will, you can crush many forces! Look at their armors, they are all made of precious materials!"
A middle-aged man said proudly, pointing to the armor on the soldiers as if it was his own glory.
"I heard that the second master and the third master were killed, and even thousands of the Heavenly Severance Army were lost? I can't believe it. Who is so brave and dares to go against us Situ Household?"
An old lady frowned, her tone full of shock and anger, "We Situ Household have been walking around the Central Continent for so many years, and no one has dared to do this to us!"
"The clan leader is angry. He has convened a high-level meeting. Now he wants to personally lead the troops to kill the enemy! Come on, let's go and see who is so reckless and dares to offend us Situ Household!"
A young man was gearing up, his eyes full of excitement. He had long wanted to see his family's soldiers killing the enemy.
"That is, if he dares to offend our Situ Household, he must pay the price with blood this time! Let everyone know the consequences of offending Situ Household!"
A middle-aged woman gritted her teeth and said that her husband was in the Heavenly Severance Army. Now his life or death was uncertain, and she felt hateful and anxious.
The clan members' discussions became louder and louder, some were shocked and some were angry, but most of them were filled with confidence in the family's strength.
In their eyes, Situ Household is the first family of the Central Continent, and no one can really shake it. No matter how strong the enemy is this time, they can't defeat the family's army of ten thousand people.
Not long after, Situ Xiong strode out of the hall with more than a dozen core family members.
He put on a thick black armor, inlaid with seven red gems, exuding a faint aura.
That is a protective armor passed down from the family, which can resist Peak God Emperor Stage level attacks.
The senior officials behind him also put on their own armors, and everyone exuded a powerful aura.
The pressure belonging to the top experts made the surrounding air seem to freeze. The tribesmen surrounding the square subconsciously became quiet and looked at them in awe.
Looking at the entire Central Continent, few forces can match such a lineup.
Only a super family like Situ Household, which has been inherited for hundreds of years, can gather so many masters!
Situ Xiong walked up to the high platform in the center of the square, and glanced at the ten thousand soldiers below. His eyes were as sharp as knives, and his voice was as loud as a bell, with power that penetrated people's hearts. "Soldiers, someone has attacked me today Situ Household, kill my people and destroy my elite! This hatred is irreconcilable! Today, I, Situ Xiong, swear here to kill the enemy and avenge the dead people! Come with me and kill the enemy!"
"Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
Ten thousand soldiers shouted in unison, the sound was deafening, soaring into the sky, echoing even from the distant mountain peaks.
Everyone's face was full of fighting spirit, the weapons in their hands were raised high, and the cold light flashed, reflecting their firm eyes.
The tribesmen surrounding the square were also infected by this momentum, and they shouted together. The whole Situ Household was boiling, and the air was filled with blood and killing intent.