Chapter 910 The young man captures a dragon and takes it to Antarctica to mine spirit ore.
Wang Xiaoke shook his head and turned away.
He then grabbed at the void, and the Four Directions Flame Banners fluctuated violently, as if resisting his capture, but were quickly forcibly pulled over.
"An eighth-tier spiritual weapon is just gathering dust here; it shouldn't be wasted."
Wang Xiaoke showed no mercy and directly erased Xiao Cang's spiritual imprint.
Store it in the storage ring.
The elders of the Xiao family were furious, but none of them dared to stop them.
Even someone as strong as Xiao Cang was defeated; their combined efforts were futile.
If this fiend is angered, the lives of thousands of clansmen may be in danger...
"Our ancestor has passed away. Is that demon really going to slaughter us?"
"How could this be? Our clan has been passed down for thousands of years, yet we are suppressed by one person and cannot even lift our heads. Are you dreaming? Quickly, give me two slaps!"
"Wanla, it's true, I'm going to die before I even reach the Qi Condensation stage?"
Some members of the tribe were filled with fear and anxiety, and some even considered fleeing.
Xiao Hei stood on the wall, spat out the weeds from his mouth, and looked around with his arms crossed.
"With me watching over them, not even a rat in the Xiao family will escape!"
……
Wang Xiaoke descended, shielded from the moonlight, and looked down at the elders of the Xiao family.
Xiao Huai-ren's expression froze, and his mood sank even further.
"You, as high-ranking members of aristocratic families, concealed the truth, put my sister in danger, and defected to foreign enemies with Xiao Cang, causing the fall of several Nascent Soul cultivators in China."
"Gentlemen, commit suicide. It will save the Xiao family some dignity."
boom!
The nine elders turned pale; these words were undoubtedly a verdict.
No one expected that someone in the mid-stage of the Nascent Soul realm could single-handedly overthrow the Xiao family.
"President Wang, we had no choice but to follow the old man astray."
Xiao Huai-ren quickly expressed his opinion, his words full of respect and sincerity.
"Please forgive us this once; the Xiao family is willing to give everything for us."
"From now on, I will serve you like a slave, at your beck and call, and I will never have any other thoughts!"
Wang Xiaoke smiled.
"I remember you." His gaze was like a sword: "You ambushed and killed over a dozen people in the secret realm, quite arrogant, yet you didn't seem to be forced by Xiao Cang at all."
"You're not repentant, you're just afraid of dying."
Xiao Huai-ren wanted to argue, but an overwhelming sword intent pressed down on him.
The Void Dao then bound it, and then a golden light pierced through its eyebrow.
The ground cracked, dirt flew everywhere, and several buildings were destroyed.
"you!"
Xiao Huai-ren's pupils dilated; he could instantly kill someone of the same realm—he was simply a monster.
His primordial spirit was annihilated by the sword energy, and he fell headfirst to the ground, utterly dead.
"Huai Ren".
"Ancestor Huai Ren!"
Despair permeated the entire Xiao family; they looked at Wang Xiaoke as if he were a demon.
"Fight!"
Several clan elders burned their life essence, intending to fight him to the death.
Wang Xiaoke raised an eyebrow and said coldly, "Then why don't you give it a try?"
He was absolutely confident in suppressing the nine people, not to mention the added benefit of the Spirit Burning Pill.
"Shut up!" Xiao Hong shouted angrily, coldly sweeping her gaze over the clan elders.
Now that the old man has passed away, the ending is already predetermined.
"The Xiao family has come to this point by going against the wishes of our ancestors, and we bear a heavy responsibility."
Xiao Hong sighed bitterly, "Death is inevitable, so what is there to fear?"
He groaned, destroying his dantian and primordial spirit, his life force rapidly extinguished.
"Ancestor Xiao Hong!"
Everyone's eyes were filled with sorrow.
The elders' eyes were resolute, and seven powerful auras emanated from their bodies.
"We are not afraid of death, we only beg Chairman Wang to spare our bloodline!"
A group of Nascent Soul cultivators destroyed their own dantian, and the overflowing spiritual energy filled the heavens and earth.
Wang Xiaoke beckoned back the Golden Crow with her finger and watched this scene with pursed lips.
If he had realized this sooner, he wouldn't have done it this way.
He faced the Liuxue Sect without fear of death, and would only treat them with courtesy.
pity……
The road is easy to walk, but hard to turn back.
Xiao Baiwan was overcome with anger and grief, and collapsed beside his clansmen, vomiting blood.
“The elders…are gone…I…I have failed our ancestors.”
The onlookers all looked grim, and the cries of a child echoed in their ears.
Many young men and their female relatives broke down and sobbed.
