Chapter 339: Cutting the weed requires eradicating the roots

Bai Ye looked back and saw corpses lying everywhere and blood flowing like a river. In this catastrophe, the corpses of the heirs were scattered around the castle, showing the desolate scene of death.

Blood stains left spots on the broken walls, like a solemn and cruel picture.

Then, he took solid steps and walked towards the glowing circular device in the distance. This device is the source of the radiation he releases here, and is part of a plan he has planned long ago.

It was this little thing that helped him weaken the Heirs.

He walked over to the device and tapped it with his fingers.

There was a "boom" sound, and the rock-covered device stopped instantly under his touch, ending his wild dance. The weak light went out, causing the surrounding bloody field to fall into silence.

Bai Ye fell gently to the ground, his voice cold and mocking, his eyes paused beside the cave entrance, as if waiting for something.

call……"

His eyes were calm and deep, staring at the cloning room that he had razed to the ground. Amid the traces of destruction, the cloning room was no longer intact, but a mess of ruins. Debris, wreckage, and blood mist intertwined together to form a desolate and terrifying scene.

After Bai Ye completed this series of earth-shattering actions, he took a deep breath and felt his heartbeat calm down. The breath he exhaled was like an overwhelming ocean, spreading through the wreckage and broken cloning chambers as he breathed.

After a while, the remains of every clone silo that could still be roughly seen were scattered everywhere, mixing with the debris on the floor.

There was still some residual radiation left around him, making his body look even weaker, almost on the verge of collapse.

Bai Ye strolled closer, his mind power continuing to control the stone slab to float in mid-air. He stood by the entrance of the cave, looking down at the surviving heir.

There are things alive there, or things that have just come to life.

Suddenly, Bai Ye's eyes were fixed on a broken but not completely collapsed corner of the wall. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he noticed something.

After the giant army becomes huge, it is inevitable that some corners will be missed. It will be troublesome if one of the successors escapes this disaster.

The clone raised its head, a hint of determination and anger in its eyes. He said in a trembling voice: "You think you can destroy us? Do you think killing the patriarch will end our bloodline? You are so naive!"

But it's not over yet.

And where he looked, a clone of Janix struggled out of the broken cloning chamber. This guy's body was covered with scars, and blood and dust were mixed on his luxurious clothes, making him look miserable.

It was obvious that resurrecting himself from the shattered clone chamber had taken all his energy away.

After that, he waved his finger, and the stone slab he controlled suddenly fell down, reburying the clone under the ruins, causing a splash of blood. The stone slab immediately returned to its original shape, sealing the dark hole.

Bai Ye stood at the center of this destruction, his figure looking lonely and tall among the wreckage. In the silence around him, the only sound was his breathing and the faint sound of the wreckage.

Bai Ye took a deep breath, his chest rose and fell violently, and the veins on his forehead popped out like a snake ready to move. He closed his eyes and concentrated his energy. His whole body seemed to have become a silent statue, waiting to release shocking power.

"It seems that some people are not dead?"

There are still broken walls and the corpses of the villain legion scattered on the ruins. Bai Ye was suspended in mid-air, his cold eyes piercing through the ruins, carefully searching every corner where a cloning warehouse might be hidden.

At the same time, those opaque cloning warehouses were also destroyed by Bai Ye's telekinesis. His telekinesis was like a strong wind, directly penetrating the hard shell of the cloning warehouse and shattering the clones inside. At the moment when the cloning warehouse was shattered, clouds of blood mist filled the air, forming a terrifying scene.

"And let me tell you one more thing, Kahn is no longer the successor."

After realizing that he could not climb out of more than ten meters after more than ten seconds, the clone stood up with difficulty. His legs were trembling and could hardly support him.

Bai Ye's figure drew a lightning-like trace on the ruins and flew straight towards the castle.

"Sooner or later, Kahn will realize himself."

Condensing his thoughts, he flew towards that corner, his figure passing over the ruins, bringing with him an afterimage.

At first, the floor suffered a huge squeeze, then suddenly cracked, sending debris flying. The entire floor was torn from the middle, as if it was being torn apart by an invisible hand.

The expression on the clone's face was distorted. The moment he saw Bai Ye, his eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had seen the face of death.

The entire cloning room was reduced to chaos and destruction in the destruction. Those clones that had survived in the cloning warehouse were unable to withstand Bai Ye's ruthless telepathy, and were shattered into countless tiny fragments one by one.

His voice became lower and lower, whether because he realized that his words had little credibility, or because his body had reached the edge of collapse.

"Um?"

He crawled hard, trying to get away from the wreckage of the clone silo, trying to get away from the white night.

However, after a few seconds, his original trajectory towards the castle suddenly changed, like a falcon suddenly turning to lock onto its target. Driven by his telekinesis, he tumbled in the air and flew accurately towards the ruins of the cloning room.

Under the impact of this powerful telepathy, the floor made a huge roar.

"It seems that your so-called eternal life is not satisfactory. You should use the word 'eternal life' more carefully and accurately."

The boulder slowly lifted away from the ground, revealing a deep, dark cave entrance. Bai Ye's telekinesis was able to control it with ease, and the stone slab was suspended in mid-air, like the power in his hands.

Bai Ye's eyes were deep and sharp, staring at the corner, his mind focused on his fingertips, like a pair of invisible palms. A huge stone slab began to rise slowly, and the gravel fell, raising a cloud of dust.

Suddenly, Bai Ye's palm pushed forward, and his mind force showed a terrifying shock wave. This wave of energy, like a physical giant palm, slammed into the floor of the cloning room. There was a loud thud on the floor and the entire space shook.

Bai Ye laughed loudly, and the laughter echoed in the ruins: "Your bloodline has been cut off by me long ago. As I said before, the era of successors is over, and you are destined to become relics of the past."

That was not the sound of clones standing up, but the sound of countless collapsed fragments and blood flowing together and falling.

There will no longer be any successors in this world.