Chapter 99

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The Death God's Wrath requires a sacrifice of a heart to activate.

At this critical moment, a delicate and proud laugh echoed in the hero's mind: "Master, this person's heart contains a drop of the Ancestor Dragon's blood, 'Black Dragon's Blood.' It would be a pity if it exploded. I will help you break his heart, but I need to replenish my strength."

Silence is consent. Under the coquettish laughter of Mantu, the hero's last two vials of Sun Holy Elixir were swallowed by Mantu in one gulp.

Just as Long Zaitian was about to self-destruct, a terrifying force erupted from the hero's heart. It was a tangible, fierce and brutal force that not only protected Long Zhaoer but also shattered the surrounding air.

The vines shattered by Long Zaitian regrew, and several blood-red dragon-like vines burst from the ground, piercing through Long Zaitian's chest. The tips of the vines, like stakes with the force of a billion tons, directly penetrated Long Zaitian's heart, breaking the Death God's Wrath!

This powerful strike was the result of the hero using two vials of Sun Holy Elixir. The tip of the vine that pierced Long Zaitian's heart, like a needle, forcibly extracted a drop of black jade-like blood from his heart.

This was the Black Dragon's Blood, the Ancestor Dragon's blood inherited from the Jiang family. If Long Zaitian's lineage were not a branch, he would have inherited more than just one drop.

The pain of having the Ancestor Dragon's blood extracted was like being skinned and flayed. Long Zaitian let out a piercing, blood-curdling scream that split the night sky!

This all happened too quickly. Once the Ancestor Dragon's blood was extracted, Long Zaitian's heart, like tofu, was crushed under the old man Hua's claws.

Silence fell over the world, and even the four elders of the Xuanyuan family drew in a cold breath. The Hua family's grandfather and grandson were truly formidable, slaughtering a Level 10 super-powered warrior like slaughtering a dog.

Long Zaitian was still a Destroyer equipped with a full set of gear. Destroyers have extremely powerful physical bodies!

Yet, he was still instantly killed!

When did Level 10 super-powered warriors and Destroyers become so weak?

Long Huang did not even notice that his son's Ancestor Dragon's blood had been extracted. The hero was almost ecstatic when the drop of Ancestor Dragon's blood entered the gourd heart. This was a great harvest. The Ancestor Dragon's blood could be used to refine elixirs, but he currently lacked the ability to do so. The drop of Ancestor Dragon's blood was stored in the gourd heart.

Old Hua pulled out the broken heart, like a punctured balloon, and threw it on the ground like trash, saying coldly, "Those who kill others will be killed in turn."

He then kicked Long Zaitian's corpse, making it kneel before the Hua family's fallen members, and roared, "Serve them as oxen and horses in the Netherworld."

This was a blatant slap in the face of Long Huang. In a cold rage, Long Huang reduced Long Zaitian's corpse to powder. A dead son was no different from a dried fish to him.

Old Hua's ability to slaughter Long Huang's son in front of him clearly demonstrated his resolve. If Long Huang had not been slaughtering the Hua family like chickens and dogs, there might have been room for negotiation.

Long Huang, under the gaze of the crowd, said coldly, "So, you really have no intention of handing over that stone tablet?"

As he spoke, Long Huang's gaze fell on the hero, and he said, "Very well."

Seeing Long Huang's gaze fall on the hero, the four elders of the Xuanyuan family felt a jolt of fear, fearing that the killing star would target Old Hua's grandson again, making it even harder to pry open Old Hua's mouth. They did not expect this outcome and regretted collaborating with the great killing star, Long Huang. They wanted to use their status as the Xuanyuan family to pressure Long Huang but did not know how to speak. From the moment they chose to stand by and watch the Hua family being slaughtered, they lost any reason to stop Long Huang.

If they now stepped forward to play the moral card, they would be seen as unrighteous, heartless, and shameless.

At this moment, a jade talisman hanging from Xuanyuan Ling's waist began to shine with patterns, and a terrifying dragon's breath pressure emanated from the jade slip. A pattern was projected from the jade slip, forming a human-shaped shadow in the air. Gradually, the shadow solidified into a Level 10 super-powered warrior.

Upon seeing this avatar, the four elders of the Xuanyuan family immediately knelt to greet it: "Greetings, Elder Qingmu."

From the attire, it was clear that this was an elder of the Xuanyuan family, a senior elder who had served in the council for three generations or more.

Elder Qingmu, like a celestial deity descending to the mortal world, looked down and sighed deeply upon seeing the Hua family's bodies scattered on the ground. He said to Old Hua, "To possess a treasure is to invite disaster. The main clan has already given your Hua family five generations to digest the contents of the broken tablet. Are you still not satisfied? Must it come to this?"

The hero almost laughed himself to tears at these words. When someone's ancestor obtains a great fortune, it seems as if it were a favor from the Xuanyuan family to use it for a few days. Truly, the more powerful a person is, the more they can treat shamelessness as truth, making it seem as if those who obtain great opportunities should suffer the fate of having no descendants.

The hero, who had lived for nearly twenty years, only now understood what it meant to be a bandit. His previous bit of banditry was merely a petty thief compared to these people, who could rob you and still have a reason.

Compared to these people, he was like a child playing house. If they did not rob you, they would make sure you suffered the loss of your home and family.

Elder Qingmu, whom both Long Huang and Old Hua knew, was an elder who had served through three generations of clan leaders in the Xuanyuan family, a pillar of the clan. It was said that he had already reached the realm of the unknowable.

Only an avatar had come.

Long Huang did not dare to say a word against him. He had merely done the dirty work that they were too ashamed to do.

Facing Elder Qingmu's avatar, Old Hua merely gave a cold laugh. What did he have left to lose? As long as he did not speak, no one could find the place where the tablet was hidden. He had hoped for a chance to negotiate, but he was too naive. In the face of absolute power, who would still reason with you or offer benefits? Might is right!

Now, there was only one path left: to fight to the death.

Elder Qingmu seemed to sense Old Hua's resolve and said calmly, "Foolish child, the blood of the Xuanyuan family still flows in your veins. If you are willing to hand over the broken tablet to the main clan, the main clan will protect you and ensure that the Hua family's bloodline continues."

"How can a person be so shameless?"

Before Old Hua could speak, the hero gave a cold laugh and pointed at the floating Elder Qingmu, shouting, "You old dog, you are truly shameless. To be so shameless at your age, it seems you have lived as a dog all these years. Did you not see the Hua family being slaughtered like grass when you were hiding in that jade slip? Why did you not come out to stop it? You only came out to pick up the hot pancake after Long Huang had almost finished the job. Since you plan to rob someone, why do you still pretend to be one of us? Does your father only care about sowing the seed and not passing on any sense of shame? If I were your father, I would rather shoot into a bottle of wine."