Clan Annihilation!

Hearing this, Li Yu's father stepped forward trembling, dropped to his knees, and clasped his fists. With a grief-stricken face, he cried out, "Domain Lord! How could our Li clan ever dare to defy your oral decree? "Someone has framed our Li clan! Please, I beg you to look into this with a discerning eye!" Li Yu snapped his head up at those words! Even as he felt the terrifying aura of flames that struck dread into his heart, he still gritted his teeth and spoke up. "That's right, Domain Lord! Even someone of your standing... must speak based on evidence, right?" Beside him, Li Changshan's heart skipped a violent beat. Gritting his teeth, he sprang to his feet and raised a hand, instantly snapping Li Yu's limbs! The strike was clean and decisive, without the slightest hesitation—yet it carried a faint hint of venting fury. His limbs shattered, Li Yu's stark white bones pierced through his flesh, dangling with shredded meat. Just as he was about to shriek in agony, the old man shattered his throat with a single palm strike. Yet Li Changshan had done all this too late. A sneer curled at the corner of Meng Jiangchu's mouth. Looking down at Li Yu sprawling like a dead dog on the ground, he spoke softly, "Evidence? "Heh. When I, Meng Jiangchu, kill someone, I never need evidence." With those words, scorching, dark green flames abruptly erupted beside Li Yu. In an instant, the flames transformed into ghostly phantoms, trapping the man within! Every hair on Li Yu's body stood on end, horror gripping his soul! *He... he really means to kill me!!* *Boom!* A terrifying pressure descended like boundless heavenly wrath! Perched upon his throne, Meng Jiangchu merely lifted his gaze, yet that dreadful pressure crushed everyone downward! Even Li Changshan, the Li clan's ancestor, was pinned to the ground, unable to move a muscle! Disciples of low cultivation spat blood on the spot and blacked out. In a flash, flames swept across heaven and earth, while warped space pressed every last person ruthlessly against the ground. Sprawled on the stone, Li Changshan's pupils quivered uncontrollably. He muttered in sheer terror, "A Law of Fire!" Lying prostrate with great difficulty, veins bulging across his neck, he exhausted every ounce of strength to look up at Meng Jiangchu. Pleading with the man, he said earnestly, "Domain Lord! "Of the more than two thousand members of my Li clan, the vast majority are innocent and completely unaware of any wrongdoing! "As for the rest of us, do with us as you please—slay us or flay us at your whim... "Yet... the young children of our clan are not even old enough to understand right from wrong. Could you please show mercy and spare their lives...?" The trembling elder's face was ashen as death, yet as the ancestor of the Li clan, he still wished to beg a sliver of survival for his descendants. Channeling his primal energy, the old man actually hauled himself upright against the crushing pressure. He lifted the hem of his robe and knelt squarely where he had stood. *Thud!* With that single strike of his forehead against the stone, a pool of blood splattered across the ground. When he lifted his head, the space between his brows was already a mangled mess of blood and flesh. The old man looked visibly older in that moment, his green-wood hairpin knocked loose. A mane of silver-white hair hung in disarray, veiling his face. Every Li clan elder who witnessed this felt profound sorrow in their hearts. In the past, even before the Saint clans of the outside world, Li Changshan had been a lofty, revered figure. Wherever Li Changshan went, who would not treat him with utter deference, inviting him into their ancestral halls to serve him with utmost respect? Yet now, their exalted ancestor was kneeling on the ground, knocking his head against the stone again and again. All so that the younger generation of the Li clan might have a faint glimmer of hope to survive! He had not even considered whether Meng Jiangchu would spare his own life. Perhaps in their eyes, it was merely an insignificant Xiao clan—it hardly warranted such extremes... Yet what Meng Jiangchu cared about was that his authority had been defied and disregarded. "Ahhh! Save me! Father! Ancestor!" Within the flames of the Five Yang Ghost, Li Yu had turned into a ball of fire, shrill, wretched screams tearing from his throat. He shouted desperately for help, clutching at any hope of rescue. Yet right now, everyone was pinned flat to the ground, entirely unable to move. Li Yu's father could only look on helplessly at the man engulfed in fire, old tears streaming down his face as he murmured, "Yu'er! My son..." Li Changshan shut his eyes in agony, turning a deaf ear to Li Yu's cries for help. Upon his throne, Meng Jiangchu crossed his legs and rested his cheek against his right hand, watching the scene with indifferent eyes. It was as though neither the bloodcurdling shrieks nor the old man's desperate pleas had anything to do with him. Watching the elder kowtow time after time, his heart remained completely unruffled. Suddenly! Li Changshan's entire body shook. Resisting Meng Jiangchu's overwhelming pressure, he slowly rose. The disheveled elder's gaze gradually hardened with resolve, and his vast life force began to disperse at terrifying speed! He slowly sat cross-legged upon the ground, a trace of release in his eyes. Looking up at Meng Jiangchu, he said softly, "Exalted Five Yang Ghost Emperor, this old man is willing to scatter his Dao and return to heaven today. "I only pray that Your Grace will allow a remnant of my Li clan to eke out an existence in this world. "Could Your Grace's authority be upheld by this old man's life alone?" Watching this, the elders and disciples of the Li clan could no longer hold back their tears of grief. Never in their wildest dreams had they imagined it would come to this. Some did not even know what had happened—how the Domain Lord had suddenly come knocking at their door, bringing a calamity of total clan extermination upon them... The Li clan, once revered by countless souls, now required their ancestor to scatter his Dao just to preserve a trace of their bloodline. Meng Jiangchu lifted his eyes slightly and suddenly sneered. "What kind of thing do you think you are, Li Changshan?" At those words, the old man's breath caught, and his eyes went blank as he stared at Meng Jiangchu. By now, the shrill screams in their ears had weakened. Perhaps Meng Jiangchu found Li Yu too noisy, for the ghostly flames instantly engulfed him whole. A mighty Body Integration Realm cultivator was burned away to nothing in the span of a single breath, leaving not even ashes behind. "No one has ever been able to decide for me what I will do," Meng Jiangchu said. "You think scattering your Dao and ascending into nothingness settles this?" Suddenly! Half of a bizarre, dark red mask and a pitch-black fragment appeared in Meng Jiangchu's hand. The moment those two objects appeared, Li Yu's father trembled violently! Meng Jiangchu slowly rose, his gaze chilling as he barked coldly, "It seems someone already recognizes what these are." *Boom!* A pressure akin to heavenly wrath erupted once more! Immediately following it, a terrifying force of fire swept across heaven and earth! The entire Li clan domain was engulfed within the ghostly fiery phantoms. Ranked seventh among heavenly flames—the Five Yang Ghost! In practically a single instant, the searing flames vaporized everything between heaven and earth! In that moment, shrieks and wails merged into a single sea of agony! Countless balls of fire scrambled about frantically, yet after taking merely a single step, nothing remained of them but wisps of white ash drifting between heaven and earth. "The Li clan has no need to exist." Having just arrived at the gates of the Li clan domain, Li Guanqi was suddenly thrown back thousands of zhang by a scorching wave of fire! Had he not conjured a barrier of primal energy to withstand the shockwave, he too might have been tainted by those flames!