Chapter 1322: Chapter 1316: Annihilation
As for Ren Siyu and the other Upper Realm ssengers, each of them wielded imitation Divine Artifacts, capable of instantly doubling their strength when activated.
Kill!
Countless people shouted with rage and attacked with reckless abandon, determined to put Li Changlin to death without hesitation.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Countless sword and blade shadows swept across the sky, an overwhelming tide of force and energy surged toward Li Changlin. Within the entire shed, explosive sounds echoed continuously, unleashing a raging storm that obliterated the structure, turning the hundreds-of-square-ters shed into dust.
Faced with such a frenzied assault by so many foes, even Li Changlin’s expression turned grim.
Nevertheless, there was no trace of fear in his eyes.
People say the tiger does not harm the kindhearted until provoked; yet the human heart often harbors malice.
Today, Li Changlin finally saw through the true faces of these Ancient Martial Families.
All this, rely for a Marrow Refining Pill, made them rip their facades apart and co at him with such treachery.
These people—they all deserve to die!
Li Changlin clasped the Heaven-Reliant Sword in his hand and began a trail of slaughter. Since these people dared to confront him, they had clearly already cast their lives aside.
If that’s the case, then slaughter them—slaughter until they go mad, slaughter until their lives extinguish and their paths collapse!
Empowered by the strength of One Hundred and Fifty Dragons, Li Changlin needed only to swing his sword for bodies to fall. In truth, he wasn’t even using all his power.
In this instant, atop Li Changlin’s head, one hundred colossal dragon phantoms materialized as he launched his aggressive massacre against the crowd.
Today was supposed to be his twenty-fourth birthday, yet these people audaciously sought to kill him.
If this is the case, then there’s nothing else to be said. If soone seeks to take his life, he has no reason to offer them his head willingly.
The commotion here naturally caught the attention of the Li Family clansn.
Nurous masters quickly ca over. Seeing so many people besieging Li Changlin, the Li Family disciples could not stand idly by. They swiftly drew their weapons and joined the fray.
Chaos—complete and utter chaos.
The entire scene spiraled out of control as bodies fell mont after mont. Among those slain were masters from the various Ancient Martial Families, as well as Li Family disciples.
One after another, familiar faces of Li Changlin toppled and never rose again; his eyes burned with anguish. He roared furiously, “Li Family disciples, all retreat! To deal with these people, I alone am sufficient!”
Seeing so many family mbers die because of him, struck down by others’ blades, Li Changlin’s heart was filled with unbearable pain.
His rage surged, and the energy within his body roared to its peak.
One Hundred and Fifty Dragons—kill!
In this mont, Li Changlin was wholly consud by bloodlust, the phantom dragons above him roaring in frenzy. His sheer intensity stunned every mber of the Li Family, leaving them speechless.
“One Hundred and Fifty Dragons!”
“Heavens, Young Master Changlin has reached such heights of power!”
“This must have already reached the mastery of Danjin!”
The Li Family clansn whispered among themselves. Although so of their brethren lay eternally on the ground from the earlier battle, witnessing Li Changlin’s mighty prowess ignited a surge of pride and exhilaration in their hearts.
Li Changlin strode forward with sword in hand, and with each breath, he felled an opponent.
For disciples of the Ancient Martial Families, those of lesser realms and statuses didn’t even require his sword—he rely extended his left hand, pointed his finger, and effortlessly annihilated them.
Under such circumstances, the battlefield had transford entirely into a slaughterhouse.
Indeed, it was nothing short of a one-sided massacre.
The remaining four Upper Realm ssengers, despite activating their imitation Divine Artifacts, ultimately t their fate under Li Changlin’s crushing attacks, breathing their last beneath the Heaven-Reliant Sword.
In the end, Ren Siyu and all his comrades perished, while Cheng Hui and Guo Chuyuan also fell one by one, killed by Li Changlin’s Nine Yang Finger.
Within rely a single quarter-hour, inside the ruins of the shed, aside from the Li Family clansn, not a single Ancient Martial Family disciple remained standing.
“One Hundred and Fifty Dragon Force—this is truly the Celestial Figure of legend. With the blessings of the ancestors, my Li Family has finally produced a celestial being!”
Li Guorui trembled with overwhelming emotion, eventually falling to his knees with a loud thud, crying out in joy.
These tears were not mournful—they were tears of triumph.
Li Guorui had served as the Family Head for thirty years, and every mont had been spent tirelessly striving for the strength of his Family. Yet, due to countless obstacles, the Li Family had remained stagnant.
Three years ago, the death of his eldest grandson, Li Changning, had plunged the Family into a state of despair.
But then, Li Changlin rose like a brilliant teor, granting Li Guorui a glimr of hope for the Family’s resurgence.
Still, he never anticipated that this hope would arrive so suddenly and so strong!
One Hundred and Fifty Dragon Force!
Truly remarkable, truly invincible.
With a son like him, the Li Family would surely thrive for another fifty years!
In this mont, Li Guorui’s heart surged with unparalleled excitent.
“Changlin, you’ve killed so many people. How will you handle this?”
Li Chengde couldn’t help but voice with a bitter smile upon seeing the devastation.
Upper Realm ssengers, elites from various great families—all of them had been slain by Li Changlin. Such actions had undoubtedly angered nurous powers—a true “breaking of the heavens.”
“What’s there to fear? Soldiers co as we defend, water surges as we block!” Li Guorui snorted faintly before rising from the ground. With a chilling voice, he thundered, “My Li Family is not to be trampled upon so easily. Upper Realm? Ancient Martial Families? Those who dare provoke the Li Family shall et deserved annihilation!”
“Yes, Grandpa is right! Anyone who offends the Li Family shall be rcilessly executed!”
Hearing these words, Li Changlin smiled faintly, flipping his palm to store away the Heaven-Reliant Sword into his Storage Box.
“Brother Changlin, Brother Changlin!”
Suddenly, distant voices echoed—it was Ye Xiyao, who had heard of the commotion here and had rushed over alongside Lin Ruonan and others.
“Grandpa, arrange cleanup for this location imdiately, and have Father pacify other guests in nearby areas.”
Li Changlin’s expression grew tense as he hastily instructed.
Li Guorui and Li Chengde quickly acknowledged his orders, while Li Changlin moved swiftly, heading to et the voices’ origin with hurried steps.
“Brother Changlin!”
Not far away, Li Xiaoya was steering a sightseeing cart—with Ye Xiyao and others onboard—as they raced toward him.
Li Changlin leaped forward and hurried to et them, calling out, “Xi Yao! Why have you all co out here?”
“Brother Changlin, are… are you hurt?”
Suddenly, Ye Xiyao cried out in alarm.
Li Changlin, having killed so many people earlier, had inevitably been tainted with blood.
Li Xiaoya slamd on the brakes, and Ye Xiyao jumped swiftly out of the cart, rushing towards him.
Li Changlin reached out to steady her, smiling as he said, “Don’t worry, Brother Changlin is unhard—this blood belongs to others.”
“Brother Changlin, you…”
Hearing that he was safe, Ye Xiyao finally exhaled a breath of relief, her tense heart slightly calming. Yet, her complexion suddenly turned pale, her body trembling violently.
Li Changlin was startled, quickly asking, “Xi Yao, what’s wrong?”
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