Wang Kong knelt down with a sorrowful expression, mourning the deceased clan chief. Upon hearing the words of his own people, a cold smile appeared on his lips.
At this moment, a funeral carriage descended, and a beautiful woman stepped out. She was Wang Chengkun's wife.
She learned of her husband's death and is now dressed in mourning clothes, looking like a widow, her pretty face filled with tears, making her extremely pitiful.
This woman was not a princess from a prestigious family. Wang Chengkun did not rise to prominence in his youth. He married a female disciple from a major sect in the Northern Region. She had a gentle personality and doted on Wang Teng and Wang Chong. She was always content with her lot and did not compete with others.
Upon seeing the Northern Emperor's mother, Wang Kong felt a surge of desire and a burning passion within him.
Since being defeated by Wang Teng, his Dao heart has become twisted, and he cares deeply about anything related to Wang Teng.
He hadn't dared to hope for this before, but now, with Wang Teng dead and Wang Chengkun killed, this woman would be his sooner or later...
Just as he was imagining the wonderful life ahead, a wisp of time's passage swept by, like a gentle breeze rippling across a lake.
Wang Kong, who was originally strong and healthy, moved his throat, wanting to call for help, but no sound came out.
In an instant, his black hair turned to snow, his flesh melted away, and blood filled everything. The young man in brocade robes seemed to have encountered the most terrible curse, resembling an ice and snowman, his entire body melted away.
The surrounding clansmen were terrified, and even the two elders were at a loss, unable to understand the cause and effect. They were shocked by the scene and felt a chill in their hearts.
At this moment, Wang Kong's flesh and blood had been peeled away, leaving only an empty human skin and a skeleton stained with blood. His two eyeballs were set in their sockets, filled with despair.
He tried to call for help, but his spirit and body were frozen in place, unable to move. His body felt as if it had been scraped countless times by a scythe from the Underworld, causing him extreme pain. This was the most terrifying form of torture.
"Ah..."
As the bones burned, the Dao patterns peeled away, and Wang Kong finally caught his breath. He opened and closed his jaw, trying to say something, but no sound came out.
A terrifying, raging fire of blood engulfed him. He held on for a moment, but ultimately turned to dust, leaving not even a bone behind.
In the blink of an eye, this young patriarch of the Wang Clan, one of the two pillars of the Northern Plains, a prodigy who had just reached the pinnacle of his life, turned into a pool of blood and ceased to exist.
Wang Kong's father, who had just arrived, saw this scene and his vision went black; he suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
He had high hopes for this son, expecting Wang Kong to inherit Wang Teng's fame and rule the Northern Plains, but now all those hopes have been dashed.
The noblewoman, dressed in mourning clothes, changed her expression, then her gaze turned slightly cold as she quietly watched her enemy die.
Before she arrived, she had been threatened by two clan elders; the price was Wang Chong's life. It was because of this that she dared not speak and swallowed all the humiliation...
"Who dares to cause trouble in my Wang Clan!"
In the distance, an old man in a green robe emerged, riding the wind and thunder, and uttered a thunderous sound.
This is the eldest elder of the Wang Clan, and also Wang Kong's third uncle!
It was he who relinquished his position as clan leader, which enabled Wang Chengkun to achieve his goals.
Later, when Wang Teng's soul lamp was about to go out, he overruled all objections and chose to support a prodigy again, hoping that the Wang Clan would become even stronger.
However, today's events began with the fall of Wang Teng's soul lamp, followed by mutual attacks between the two lineages, and even unforeseen events.
However, those were all Wang Clan family matters. Now that Wang Kong has died in front of everyone, there must have been an outsider involved!
"Which cowardly wretch comes out!" another Great Power shouted, launching a forceful attack.
Azure divine power poured out, covering the entire world, attempting to find the hidden figure in the shadows.
In an instant, the sky cleared, the clouds shimmered, and purple smoke rose, dissolving the powerful magic of the Great Power.
Clouds swirled and transformed into countless showers of light, falling upon the world—a wondrous phenomenon. A figure shrouded in Chaos light emerged, its features obscured, exuding an ethereal aura.
The Shi Ming appeared, the third son of the Wang Clan frowned, feeling a long-lost chill that made him very wary.
This person is definitely Holy Lord- level being, or even stronger, and should not be offended lightly.
However, the fact that the other party killed Wang Kong in the Wang Clan still needs to be explained!
Amidst the flowing light and swirling purple patterns, another figure flew out from the portal.
That was Wang Chengkun. His face was deathly pale, and his expression was convulsing. After the great sorrow, he suddenly heard the good news and could not bear such an emotional shock. He fainted on the spot.
It turns out that his Qilin was not dead, but still alive, and had undergone a complete transformation, achieving the position of Holy Lord!
When the cultivation of the " Chaotic Ancient Scripture " reaches a deep level, it will forge Demon Embryo. Those with a clear and transparent Dao heart can overcome the demonic thoughts, enter into it, and obtain great Fortune.
In the past, the Chaotic Ancient Great Emperor relied on the transformation of the Demon Embryo to transform into Dragon Transformation, washing away all humiliation, defeating all heroes, proving himself as emperor, Reign Over All Under Heaven.
This kind of Fortune is similar to opening the door to the next Lifetime, but its main function is not in lifespan, but in aptitude, constitution, bloodline, and magical power.
The moment the Demon Embryo severed its connection with the old body, it became a new being, severing all ties with the past!
This is also why Wang Teng's soul lamp went out.
Because the moment he detached from his old body, the original him ceased to exist. Naturally, the bloodline he left behind in the family shattered on its own, causing chaos within the Wang Clan...
Upon seeing the newcomer, the beautiful woman's eyes glistened with tears. Holding her unconscious infant child, she appeared very frail.
"It's Cheng Kun. It seems he's a friend, not an enemy. That's good..."
The old man in the green robe also breathed a sigh of relief. He was very perceptive and had already guessed some of the reasons behind Wang Chengkun's survival when he saw that he was still alive.
Perhaps this mysterious figure is related to Wang Teng!
The man in purple robes remained indifferent, and with a single finger, he suppressed Wang Kong's father.
The terrifying pressure of the Saint aura swept over everyone present, causing them to kneel in fear, unable to withstand the force.
Even the third son of the Wang Clan couldn't do it. He had reached the level of Sect Master and was the pillar of the Wang Clan. However, when faced with a Time Saint, even the Wang Clan's resources had to kneel down, and they were powerless to resist.
"Holy... Saint, do not be disrespectful! Do not resort to violence!" the old man in the green robe cried out, hoping to save Wang Kong's father's life.
However, as the smoke and dust settled, carrying patterns of flames, it instantly enveloped the powerful cultivator at the second level of the Immortal Ascension Realm, burning him to ashes. His screams echoed throughout the heavens and earth, shaking the entire Wang family.
The third son of the Wang Clan was so heartbroken he almost fainted. This was his own brother, a renowned warrior in the family with unfathomable strength, who even had the potential to become Holy Lord. He was in the prime of his life, yet his life ended like this.
Since the battle in the Southern Region, the Wang Clan's strength has been greatly diminished, and now the loss of another Great Power is a deep-seated pain, leaving him, who regards his family as his Life, feeling powerless.
"Madam, please say something!" The third son of the Wang Clan looked at the beautiful woman, hoping that his sister-in-law would speak up and offer some advice.
However, the latter remained indifferent, ignoring his words and unmoved. Combined with her snow-white mourning clothes, she appeared exceptionally beautiful, like an ice palace queen.
Witnessing the tragic state of an elder, the Wang Clan family members were utterly terrified and dared not even lift their heads.
The ancient sages' punishments were akin to divine retribution; who would dare to defy them?
These people were shrewd and clever. Although Wang Teng was dead, Saint intervened on his behalf and saved his father.
Although this Saint now harbors murderous intent, if they can become involved with the other party, the death of Wang Kong's lineage is no big deal.
Seeing the mysterious being move its fingertips again, the third son of the Wang Clan couldn't hold back any longer and bowed his head, crying out, " Your Saint, I beg you to show mercy! These are the backbone of the Wang Clan; they cannot be lost here!"
As he spoke, the person in charge of the Wang Clan looked at Wang Teng's mother with a pleading look in his eyes.
The Wang Kong lineage has six Great Power; if they are all killed, the Wang Clan's future is destined to be bleak.
Wang Teng's demise had already pained him greatly. He was their hope, the pillar of their future. Although Wang Teng had suffered a defeat in the Southern Region, he didn't care.
As long as Wang Teng grows up smoothly, at the very least he will become an ancient sage, and he might even bring back an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon!
Wang Teng had discussed the matter of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor Weapon with him, saying that he wanted to lead his family to the peak, to become Immortal of the Foreign Realm supreme family, above all living beings.
This is also why he gave up the position of clan leader. Compared with the glory of the ultimate clan, what do personal gains and losses matter?
However, in a single day, Wang Teng perished, and all his ambitions vanished in an instant. All the effort and resources he had invested over the years were wasted.
Now, Wang Kong, whom they had painstakingly nurtured, is dead, and Wang Kong's father is dead too. If this Saint continues to kill, the Wang Clan will truly fall...
A sinister glint flashed in Wang Teng's mother's beautiful eyes as she looked at the two clan elders. These two had blocked her path today and threatened her with her young son's life; they were utterly despicable.
Upon learning of the noblewoman's thoughts, the Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo's expression shifted slightly. As if possessed, it activated its Heavenly Eye and saw a pure white expanse.
He then quickly turned his head, silently reciting his sins, feeling somewhat uneasy about it.
Although he always jokingly called Wang Teng "my son," he still regarded Wang Teng as a partner in the fight for Immortal Road. Moreover, he was not the kind of person who was easily swayed by lust, so how could he do such a thing!
His actions just now were merely due to a loss of magical power, and were certainly not his intention!
With the Sun-Moon as witnesses, and heaven and earth as testimonies, if he utters even half a lie, may he be punished by heavenly lightning!
Chapter 496 Chaotic Ancient Emperor Weapon, Ancient Emperor's Mark
A silent ripple spread, and the noblewoman felt a sudden, inexplicable flutter in her chest. Her snow-white breasts swayed wildly, and her voluptuous figure trembled as if countless ants were tearing at her.
"Um, um..."
The beautiful woman's face was flushed, her red lips slightly pursed, as she suppressed her body's reaction and held back everything.
One must never be disrespectful to ancient sages in person.
The purple-robed man, suspended in mid-air, was too busy to look around. He silently recited a Buddhist Sect calming mantra to clear his mind of the alluring thoughts and regain his composure.
He looked at the kneeling Wang Clan family members, then his gaze sharpened as he looked towards the rolling mountains.
There dwells a hidden King, and the aura of Saint Weapon emanates from him...
" Saint Majesty, please forgive me. I have been in seclusion for many days and have only just awakened!" came an aged voice.
The Divine Land of the Wang Clan was opened, and an old man strode in. Although he was almost bald, he was vigorous and spoke with the booming sound of a bronze bell.
This is the ancestor of the Wang Clan, who has lived for over 3,700 years. Although he is thin and frail, he is full of vitality, and his withered body is like a divine furnace burning.
As soon as Wang Lie appeared, his vast magical power swept across the heavens and earth, cleansing the winds and clouds, and roaring through the world. This was the divine might of Great Accomplishment King.
The reason why the Desolate Antiquity Wang Clan could sit high in the Nine Heavens and look down on the mortal world was because of his existence.
The nine Immortal Platform of the ancestral hall followed behind him, showing him utmost respect.
"Greetings, Saint!"
The crowd shouted in unison, their attitude extremely respectful.
The man in purple robes was surrounded by Chaos light, with a faint purple glow flowing around him. He stood calmly with his hands behind his back, exuding an invincible aura.
This is Saint. Even just standing there without making a move, he makes people's hearts tremble and makes them want to kneel down. He is so terrifying that it drives people crazy. Even if Great Accomplishment King comes with Saint Weapon, he can hardly reach him and can only submit!
Shi Ming waved his hand, helping everyone up. Then, he pressed down with a finger, and the purple divine chains burst forth, flames raging like withered ephemeral flowers, or like mountains collapsing and the earth splitting, concealing terrifying energy.
The two elders below looked on in terror. Before they could even cry for help, they were reduced to ashes and their souls returned to the Jiuyou!
Seeing the two elders perish, Wang Chengtian, the third son of the Wang Clan, felt a tremor in his heart, but ultimately dared not speak and remained silent.
The others were also uneasy, especially those related to Wang Kong, who were now on pins and needles and wished they could fly away from this place.
Wang Lie remained calm as he approached Wang Chengkun. He took out a fragrant divine pill, refined its essence, and fed it into Wang Chengkun's mouth.