Yang Jiutian's eyes were about to split, looking at his Daughter, who was covered in blood and had not a single inch of intact skin. His heart was shattered.
He reached out his hands, wanting to hug his Daughter, but her body was covered in wounds, making it impossible to find a place to hold her.
"Dad, Yu'er is so tired. I can't... can't protect Younger brother anymore. Dad must... must protect Younger brother well, and... Mom..."
As Yu'er finished her last word, the arm she had reached out to Yang Jiutian suddenly fell.
"Yu'er!"
Yang Jiutian roared in grief. A sweetness suddenly rose in the back of his throat, and in the next second, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.
"Teacher!"
"Teacher!"
...
At this moment, imposing figures rushed in, they were precisely the Royal Venerable Nine Disciples who had followed Yang Jiutian from the extreme realm.
Boom!
"This is, Teacher's Daughter?"
At this moment, the Royal Venerable Nine Disciples all widened their eyes, their gazes falling upon Yu'er, whose face was already unrecognizable.
"Does this small Jiang City want rivers of blood? Someone actually dared to hurt Teacher's Daughter!"
The Tian Wang of Beijing War Zone, the Palace Master of the foreign Dragon Hall, the Gate Master of the Divine Doctor Sect, and other nine top figures were all enraged at this moment, each like an Asura from Hell.
For a time, the entire factory was enveloped by terrifying killing intent.
Without waiting for Yang Jiutian's command, the Divine Doctor Sect had already begun to rescue Yu'er.
"You... who are you people?"
Da Pan was scared silly, watching the terrifying Experts arrive one after another, his body trembling non-stop.
"Bang!"
The Palace Master of the Dragon Hall, Di Long, instantly disappeared from his spot and punched towards Da Pan's head.
No one doubted that this punch would cause Da Pan's head to explode.
"Stop!"
The Tian Wang of the War Zone, Xiang Zhan, roared, and in the next second, he was already standing in front of Da Pan.
"Bang!"
Di Long's punch landed on Xiang Zhan's chest. Xiang Zhan actually retreated five or six steps before stopping.
"Xiang Zhan, are you trying to stop me from killing this beast?"
Di Long stared deathly at Xiang Zhan with bloodshot eyes, roaring in anger.
Xiang Zhan didn't respond. He stepped forward, spread his five fingers, and fiercely grabbed Da Pan's neck, asking sternly, "I'll only give you one chance to live."
"Who instructed you to be so cruel to two children?"
At this moment, Da Pan's eyes bulged. He couldn't breathe at all. He had no doubt that if the man in front of him used even a little more force, his head would be gone.
"Speak!"
Only when Da Pan started to roll his eyes did Xiang Zhan release his hand.
Having walked through the Ghost Gate, how could Da Pan still dare to hide anything? He quickly shouted, "The Xu Family! It's the Xu Family!"
"It was Xu Shun, the Xu Family Head, who told me to kill these two children. As for why he wanted them killed, I don't know, I really don't know!"
"Please let me..."
Da Pan's plea for mercy came to an abrupt halt. Di Long had already stepped forward and grabbed his neck, saying ruthlessly, "You hurt my Junior Sister, die!"
"Wait!"
Li Changsheng suddenly stopped him, a hint of ruthlessness flashing in his eyes. "Our Junior Sister is so severely injured, how can we let this beast die so easily?"
Di Long frowned, "How do you plan to deal with him?"
Li Changsheng gritted his teeth and said word by word, "Close the door, release the dogs!"
He fed the vicious dog a black pill. Soon, the dog's eyes were filled with bloodlust, and it became countless times more agitated than before.
Da Pan was kicked away by Di Long.
Everyone left, leaving only Da Pan and the vicious dog in the room.
"Ah! Let me go! Let me go! I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, please let me go... Ah..."
Inside the room, the vicious dog's frantic barking and Da Pan's heart-wrenching wails could be heard.
Twenty minutes later, at the Xu Family in Jiang City.
A black phaeton slowly stopped. Yang Jiutian, dressed in military attire, slowly stepped out. He looked up at the golden plaque above the door frame, his eyes filled with coldness.
"Bang!"
With a loud crash, the golden plaque fell, and the words "Xu Family" broke in the middle.
"After today, there will be no more Xu Family in Jiang City!"
Suddenly, a powerful Aura erupted from his body.
At the same time, in a large banquet hall within the Xu Family manor, dozens of large dining tables were set up, currently filled to capacity.
"Today is my, Xu Shun's, 50th birthday banquet. I am very grateful that everyone could take time out of your busy schedules to attend."
The Family Head, Xu Shun, in a bright red Tang suit at the main seat, had a face full of smiles. "Please eat and drink well, and have fun!"
There was a burst of cheers from the scene.
"Dad, Zi Jing wishes you blessings as vast as the East Sea and longevity comparable to the Southern Mountain!"
At this moment, a young man in his early twenties, holding an exquisitely packaged scroll with both hands, respectfully presented it.
The scroll was opened, revealing a high-quality antique ink painting.
Xu Shun was immediately overjoyed. "Haha! Good! Zi Jing, you are thoughtful, I like it very much!"
First, the Xu Family's children presented birthday gifts, followed by the Xu Family's direct descendants, and finally the guests from various parties. The table behind Xu Shun was piled high with various valuable gifts.
Since the beginning of the birthday banquet, the smile on Xu Shun's face had not stopped. The luxurious banquet hall was filled with laughter and joy.
"I wish Family Head Xu a terrible death and an unpleasant end!"
Just as guests from all directions were offering blessings and gifts, an untimely voice, like a clap of thunder, exploded within the banquet hall.
Yang Jiutian, dressed in military attire, walked in. His tall and imposing figure instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"Da da da!"
His combat boots struck the ground, making a crisp sound.
Behind Yang Jiutian, Di Long was dragging a corpse. A shocking trail of blood was left where the corpse was dragged.
"Gift!"
Yang Jiutian spoke.
As his voice fell, Di Long's arm, which was dragging the corpse, suddenly exerted force and swung it fiercely. The corpse flew through the air.
"Boom!"
After flying several meters, the corpse landed heavily in front of Xu Shun.
Blood splattered all over Xu Shun's face!
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Yang Jiutian. Looking at his straight and upright figure, they were terrified, feeling as though they could hear their own heartbeats.
The Xu Family controlled the underground forces in Jiang City. Xu Shun was the underground Emperor of Jiang City. Looking across Jiang City, how many people dared to provoke him?
Now, at his birthday banquet, someone actually cursed him to a terrible death and an unpleasant end, and even presented a corpse as a gift.
Everyone clearly saw Xu Shun's expression gradually twist. A monstrous rage erupted from him.
