BOOM—
Ye Wuxuan landed on the ground from the sky, causing the earth to tremble violently.
With his long hair unbound, Ye Wuxuan swept his gaze over everyone in the banquet hall, his eyes finally locking onto Xu Lai.
The color drained from the faces of all the guests. Under Ye Wuxuan's gaze, everyone felt a chill that pierced their bones as a silent terror permeated their hearts. An almost tangible pressure spread out, knocking them from their chairs in a pathetic state.
But no one dared to voice a single accusation.
In Hangcheng, the name Ye Wuxuan was an unscalable mountain that crushed the great wealthy families, leaving them breathless. It was no exaggeration to call him their nightmare. This was all due to his astonishing talent and limitless potential in the Martial Dao.
However, only now did they realize they had far underestimated the horror that was Ye Wuxuan.
They couldn't even bear a single look from him. Not to mention the way he turned into a streak of light and soared through the air—a feat worthy of a deity!
Is this the Martial Dao prodigy, Ye Wuxuan? So powerful that he has completely surpassed the limits of human understanding!
"Wuxuan," Ye Wanqing said, tears streaming down her face. "Father and mother are dead. You must avenge them! Avenge our Ye Family!"
Ye Wuxuan's expression was icy, his sharp gaze like a sword. The rain within a three-meter radius around him instantly vaporized.
"You killed my parents and caused trouble at my family's banquet. I'll give you one minute to say your last words before you die!" Ye Wuxuan declared icily.
His domineering words sealed Xu Lai's fate, as if he were merely a lamb waiting for the slaughter.
"So, you're Ye Wuxuan?" Xu Lai sounded disappointed. The so-called prodigy of the Ye Family was, in his eyes, nothing more than trash. To think he had wasted his time waiting for him.
Ye Wanqing stood up, her confidence swelling. She enunciated each word clearly, "That's right. The one who will kill you—is Ye Wuxuan! My brother is at the mid-stage of the Sixth Grade with unfathomable strength. You are going to die today. Not only will I have you chopped into pieces to feed to the pigs and dogs, but I will also sell that cheap whore Ruan Tang to the red light district to spend the rest of her life as a whore and a slave!"
"Just recently, I was observing the heavens when they were suddenly shrouded in dark clouds. I gained an insight into the Heavenly Dao and broke through to the peak of the Sixth Grade," Ye Wuxuan announced, clasping his hands behind his back, his expression arrogant. "I am now a Half-step Martial Ancestor!"
HISS!
A series of sharp gasps filled the room.
No wonder Ye Wuxuan could soar through the air, untouched by a single drop of rain. He had already reached the threshold of a Martial Ancestor—he was just one step away!
"Daddy, he... he hit Mommy too," Xu Yiyi said softly.
"Ruan Tang?" Ye Wuxuan said lightly. "She wanted to take you, this medicinal ingredient, away. The fact that I didn't kill her was already an act of mercy. A single slap is—"
Before he could finish, Xu Lai raised his hand from ten meters away and slapped Ye Wuxuan across the face.
Ye Wuxuan was sent flying before he could even react. His body tore a trench across the ground nearly half a meter deep and fifty meters long, only stopping when it slammed into a wall.
Ye Wuxuan spat out a mouthful of blood, mixed with more than a dozen teeth. His left cheek swelled up like a pig's head as he howled in fury, "You dare to injure me?! You're courting death!"
"Sword, come!" Ye Wuxuan roared. The rain in a three-meter radius around him ceased to vaporize, instead rapidly condensing into a longsword swirling with endless killing intent.
Sword Intent soared into the heavens. The dark clouds overhead were instantly scattered, and a ray of sunlight pierced through to shine down on Ye Wuxuan. Though the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, his black hair flew wildly as he and the sword became one, his power surging!
"Kill!" he roared.
The longsword tore through the air, making the very void tremble, and the banquet hall instantly collapsed. Invisible Sword Qi sliced through the trees in the courtyard, snapping them in half and reducing them to dust.
The elites of Hangcheng looked on in horror.
A sword manifested from raindrops. Such a divine skill is truly astonishing! Xu Lai is formidable, having killed Han Venerate and Chairman Tang, but can he really block the ultimate strike of a Half-step Martial Ancestor!? No one was optimistic.
While everyone was reeling from the sheer power of Ye Wuxuan, Xu Lai simply made another slapping motion with his hand.
BANG!
The longsword, radiating chilling Sword Intent and killing intent, shattered inch by inch in mid-air.
"What!?"
Under Ye Wuxuan's incredulous gaze, the shattered water sword transformed into countless palms that began slapping his face frantically.
One slap. Ten slaps. A hundred slaps. A thousand slaps!
At first, Ye Wuxuan could still let out a miserable scream, but soon, he fell completely silent.
When the palms dispersed, Ye Wuxuan had been reduced to a pool of blood. Not even a single bone remained.
This scene left all the guests stunned, an endless chill surging up their spines.
Ye Wuxuan... is dead? He died just like that? The invincible Ye Wuxuan of Hangcheng, a man of extraordinary Martial Dao talent... was slapped to death from a distance by the unknown Xu Lai without even a chance to fight back?!
Soaked to the bone, Ye Wanqing looked like a drowned chicken in the rain. She stared blankly, unable to believe what she was seeing.
"Wuxuan, Wuxuan, you can't die! You are the pride of the Ye Family, the leading light of Hua Country's Martial Dao! How... how could you die?"
"You're the future Martial Ancestor! The future number one in the world!"
Ye Wanqing wailed in grief beside the pool of blood.
Xu Yiyi's eyes widened, her expression dazed. The Ye Family, which had been a nightmare to her, seemed as fragile as paper in her father's hands, easily torn apart.
She couldn't help but say cheerfully, "Daddy, you're so powerful!"
"Mommy is the most powerful one, for giving birth to my pretty and cute Yiyi."
Just a moment ago, Xu Lai had been dignified and aloof, but now he was smiling foolishly, without a hint of a master's bearing.
As her tension faded, drowsiness washed over her, and Xu Yiyi mumbled, "Daddy, I'm sleepy."
"Go to sleep. Daddy's here."
"Mhm."
Xu Yiyi closed her eyes and, lying in Xu Lai's arms, fell into a deep sleep.
Nearby, Ye Wanqing stood up. Her face was a mask of resentment as she shrieked, "You destroyed the Ye Family! You devil! I curse you to an eternity in the deepest Hell, never to be reincarnated!"
"An excellent suggestion."
Xu Lai snapped his fingers. From the spots where Ye Tiannan, Xu Ru, and Ye Wuxuan had died, three dazed, transparent figures drifted up into the air.
They were their souls!
"AHHHH!"
Members of the Ye Family screamed in terror.
These were all the people who had bullied Xu Yiyi over the years. They flew uncontrollably into the air. There were thirty-seven of them.
Ye Wanqing's scalp went numb. She wanted to run, but she found her body lifting into the air as well.
Xu Lai waved his hand, and all the souls and people in the air vanished without a trace. What awaited them was eternal damnation with no chance of rebirth, along with one hundred thousand years of torment.
This was Xu Lai's punishment for them.
"For the next one hundred thousand years,
you will all remember my name in Hell—
Xu Lai!"