The void within millions of miles trembled wildly, letting out mournful cries as though it had encountered some great terror.
Then everyone watched in horror as a pillar of golden light at least a hundred meters in diameter formed at Lin Chen's fingertip.
Within the pillar, endless golden lightning surged and raged.
The end of the pillar was shaped like a fingertip.
Rumble!
Almost in an instant, the golden pillar of light swallowed Wang Teng whole.
"No, no, no! Don't! I surrender, I beg-"
Before he could finish, Wang Teng was engulfed by the terrifying power.
At the very end, all Wang Teng could see was endless golden light.
Before the light had even fully struck his body, he could already see his flesh beginning to disintegrate, falling away with a rustle like windblown sand.
In his last conscious moment, Wang Teng wanted to ask just one question: Was this... right?
Normally, shouldn't this Su Imperial Clan ancestor have feared the power of the Liu Imperial Clan and obediently let him go?
Besides, he hadn't actually killed the Su Imperial Clan's Quasi-Emperor.
Nothing had yet led to irreparable consequences.
How had the script turned out so completely different from what he'd imagined?
"Uh..."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Thud! Thud! Thud!
After more than a hundred breaths, the power gradually settled, and only then did Su Ya and the others begin to recover their sight.
The golden light before them had vanished, replaced by an endless trench stretching from the Su Clan all the way to the Realm Sea.
Everything in the golden light's path had been reduced to ashes!
Even the void had been thrown into chaos, unable to return to normal for the time being!
Su Ya couldn't help swallowing as he glanced at the spot where Wang Teng had stood.
There was nothing there!
It went without saying that when a mere Quasi-Emperor faced a Great Emperor's killing blow, let alone his body, even his soul must have been annihilated countless times over.
But if Su Chen had known what he was thinking, he probably would have been so angry he'd have coughed up blood!
That was just a basic attack, and you're hyping it up as my ultimate move?
"Hmph! A mere Quasi-Emperor dared call me a fellow Daoist? Even if your clan's Great Emperor came here, he'd have to address me respectfully as senior!"
Su Chen glanced at the place where Wang Teng had disappeared and gave a soft, cold snort.
His voice wasn't loud, but Su Ya and the others heard him, and every one of them was left dumbstruck!
So the reason Wang Teng had been wiped out so swiftly and cleanly was simply that he hadn't respectfully addressed their ancestor as senior?
Perhaps if Wang Teng had called Su Chen senior just now, he might have lived a little longer.
If Wang Teng had known what Su Chen was thinking, he probably would have regretted it all the way to his grandmother's house.
"Congratulations on your new lease on life, Ancestor!"
Having come back to his senses, Su Ya dropped to his knees before Su Chen again with a thud. "Please save the clan leader, Ancestor!"
Clearly, Su Ya believed that their ancestor Su Chen had definitely lived a second life. Otherwise, he should still have been struggling on the brink of death, about to pass into eternal rest!
As he spoke, Su Ya kowtowed, smashing a depression into the ground with his head.
"Speak!"
Su Chen raised a hand slightly and easily lifted Su Ya to his feet.
"Reporting to you, Ancestor!"
Although Su Chen had lifted Su Ya to his feet, he remained bent over, his face full of grief. "The clan leader... he was ambushed and besieged by the five great Devil Emperors of the Realm Sea, led by the Devil Emperor of All Living Beings. His origin has been gravely damaged, and his life is in danger. He's already on the brink of death!"
"During this time, we exhausted countless heavenly treasures, but none of them could improve the clan leader's injuries. At this rate, unless there's another way, I'm afraid he can only hold on for another month at most!"
Su Ya spoke through his tears.
Ever since Su Chen had entered a life-or-death seclusion,
the Su Clan's Great Emperors had been the backbone of the Su Imperial Clan.
And the Su Clan leader was the backbone of that backbone.
Now that backbone was about to snap. How could they not panic?
"Ting'er?"
Su Chen's face grew thoughtful when he heard this.
The Ting'er he spoke of was named Su Ting, his eldest son-or, more precisely, the eldest son of this body.
In fact, Su Ya and the others had already relayed the general situation through a transmission stone to "him" while he was still in the forbidden chamber.
Seen this way, the Su Clan's current situation really was far from promising.
At home, the Liu Imperial Clan, the foremost imperial clan, sought to suppress and weaken the Su Imperial Clan.
The other imperial clans were happy to stand by and watch, likewise hoping for the Su Imperial Clan's decline.
From the original owner's memories, he knew that among the twelve great imperial clans, there wasn't a single one whose Great Emperor hadn't been beaten up by the Su Imperial Clan's battle maniac of a Great Emperor.
Even the Liu Imperial Clan's founding Great Emperor ancestor had once been blindsided by a blow from the Su Clan's first-generation ancestor.
As a result, these people ground their teeth in hatred for the Su Clan, yet could do nothing about it.
Back when the entire Su Imperial Clan had moved away from the Great Qian Imperial Dynasty, those imperial clans had celebrated wildly for a full hundred years!
In other words, it was as though they'd finally seen off the Su Imperial Clan, that "baleful god."
How could they not have been happy?
And now, after the Su Imperial Clan had guarded the Realm Sea for a hundred thousand years, it was one thing for no one over there to come to their aid, but they even wanted to wipe out the Su Imperial Clan's bloodline entirely?
Wasn't that going too far?
Abroad, the Su Imperial Clan had suppressed the Devil Race for so long that the devils' hatred for the Su Imperial Clan was probably beyond words.
After all, if the Su Imperial Clan's Great Emperors hadn't kept them suppressed and held the barrier, they would have been able to stage a comeback long ago.
But there was one thing Su Chen didn't understand. Given the temper of the Su Imperial Clan's first-generation ancestor, how could he have tolerated his descendants being treated so miserably?
If it were me, damn it, none of you would lift a finger, right?
Then let's all die together!
"Lead the way!"
Su Chen spoke.
Since he had taken over this body, the Su Clan counted as his people, and Su Ting counted as his own dear son.
He couldn't just stand by and watch his "son" die, could he?
"Yes, Ancestor!"
As soon as Su Ya finished speaking, he and the others led the way.
Before long, Su Ya led Su Chen into a magnificent palace.
As soon as he entered, he saw an ice bed radiating a chilling cold in the very center of the palace.
The ice bed was clearly made from ten-thousand-year mystic ice and had many uses.
It must have been placed here to slow the worsening of its user's injuries.
A sturdy young man lay quietly atop it.
The young man wore a golden robe. His build was imposing and his features dignified, giving him the bearing of one accustomed to command.
His arched brows looked as though they had been painted in lacquer, and his chest was broad, giving him an imposing air, as though ten thousand men would struggle to stand against him.
Although his eyes were tightly shut, he still exuded a faint pressure.
This was none other than the current leader of the Su Imperial Clan, Su Ting!
A supreme powerhouse at the Ninth Heaven of the Great Emperor Realm!
But because of his internal injuries, his face looked somewhat pale.
Beneath his skin, dark lines flickered faintly in and out of sight!
"Ancestor, we made this mystic ice bed from ten-thousand-year mystic ice to slow the worsening of the clan leader's internal injuries. The clan's other Great Emperors are all trapped in the Realm Sea, and there's nothing we can do!"
A trace of embarrassment showed on Su Ya's face.
With the clan's Great Emperors absent, they couldn't do a thing.
What was more, the Devil Emperor's Devil Qi still lingered inside Su Ting. Even a slight touch of it could corrupt Quasi-Emperor Realm experts like them and turn them into Devil Race puppets!