novelZhang Clan Destroyed
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"He he! I wonder what the Xiao Clan's faces will look like when our group of elite cultivators march out to attack them tomorrow?"
"They will probably be frightened to death. Ha ha! The Xiao Clan has monopolized the Seven Horn Mountain for centuries. They must have amassed a large fortune already."
"That's right. After this operation, we will definitely gain many benefits. Even if the Sacred Heavenly Church take the bulk of it, the scraps will be enough for us to share."
"The Xiao Clan still has several girls; their flesh is tender and tight. They are all of good quality. I have been eyeing them for a long time."
"There is no need to be anxious. When the sky turns bright, they will all be ours. Ha ha ha!"
Xiao Chen withdrew his Spiritual Sense and revealed a scary expression. Now, he understood what was going on.
Fortunately, the Sacred Heavenly Church had not been problematic to deal with. Had he been delayed by another six hours, the Xiao Clan would have been in big trouble.
Hundreds of elite Martial Grand Masters, tens of Martial Saints, and an Inferior Grade Martial King—such a force was enough to completely obliterate the Xiao Clan.
Xiao Chen looked up at the eastern sky. It was currently pitch-dark; the morning star had not yet risen. He jumped off the wall and started to walk out of the city.
Because of the Seven Horn Mountain, the Xiao Residence was not in the city. Instead, it was at the foot of the Seven Horn Mountain, outside the city.
The city was currently quiet. Aside from some early merchants, there was no other sound.
Xiao Chen leaped lightly over a city wall several dozen meters tall. He avoided startling the soldiers on guard as he left the city.
Then, after a bend in the road, he leaped to the top of an abandoned teahouse. There, he took out a bow from his Universe Ring before closing his eyes to wait.
The bow was the Soul Slayer Bow. As Xiao Chen's Vital Qi increased, the might of the bow would likewise increase. Normally, he did not have much use for it, but now, it would be effective.
This road was a funnel. All those that wanted to go to the Xiao Clan would have to pass here.
Time went by slowly. Soon, the morning star appeared and the eastern sky brightened.
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In Mohe City, at the hall of the Zhang Clan, Zhang Yan watched as the morning star started to rise in the east. Then, he said, "Move out! Let's wash the Xiao Clan in blood and monopolize Mohe City!"
"Wash the Xiao Clan in blood and monopolize Mohe City!"
"Wash the Xiao Clan in blood and monopolize Mohe City!"
The hundreds of elite cultivators in the hall opened their eyes and shouted excitedly.
Hundreds of cultivators stood in formation. Under Zhang Yan's lead, they all released a strong killing intent as they quickly rushed out of the city.
At this moment, the sky had brightened somewhat. The few travelers on the road were startled and their expressions changed greatly when they saw the Zhang Clan's elite disciples exuding killing intent.
"Mohe City is going to change!" an old man sighed.
After the Zhang Clan exited the city gates, their speed increased significantly. Their faces brimmed with eagerness.
When the Zhang Clan's troops thought of the vast resources of the Xiao Clan, the weapons in their hands trembled slightly. The wealth and glory would be sufficient to last them a lifetime.
A guest elder of the Zhang Clan said in a relaxed manner to Zhang Yan, "Clan Head, what do you think the odds of success are for this operation?"
Zhang Yan chuckled and said, "Is there a need to ask? Two years ago, when the Lord Emissary personally made a move, Xiao Xiong was severely injured. The other experts all left after that. With the Xiao Clan's current strength, they will only die!"
"What did the Lord Emissary say? I remember that he reminded us to not truly eradicate the Xiao Clan."
Zhang Yan replied calmly, "This group of people only recognizes money. As long as we give him eighty percent of the spoils, he will not say anything."
To boost the morale of his troops, Zhang Yan turned his head back and shouted, "Brothers! Put in some more effort and run faster. Kill all the men of the Xiao Clan and all the silver, gold, treasures, natural treasures, and all sort of pretty girls will be yours."
Pretty girls and wealth were very good motivators at this crucial time. The troops' morale immediately soared.
When the guest elder at the side saw an opportunity, he flattered Zhang Yan, "With this level of morale, I estimate that we will be able to deal with the Xiao Clan in two hours."
Zhang Yan nodded and smiled."That is possible."
"Weng!"
Right after Zhang Yan spoke, an arrow flew over. Before the guest elder's smile faded, a bloody hole appeared on his chest.
The arrow did not stop or slow down. It proceeded to pierce through the chests of about ten people before sticking itself into the ground, its fletching shaking heavily after it landed.
"Weng! Weng! Weng! Weng!"
The arrows flew from a distance, tearing through the air. They were fired continuously and were so fast that they could not be seen. People only heard miserable cries and another ten-odd members of the Zhang Clan's forces died.
The speed of the arrows was simply too fast. In just a few seconds, more than thirty people died. They were all pierced through the chest, dying of a shattered heart.
Zhang Yan blanched as he shouted in a panic, "Enemy attack! Get down! All of you, get down!"
The remaining elite cultivators all paled with fright. Their companions had been alive just a moment ago. In the blink of an eye, they suddenly died. This situation was too terrifying.
"Xiu! Xiu! Xiu!"
Three cultivators with slower reactions failed to get down in time. They were knocked into the air by the huge force behind the arrow.
Even though these three cultivators raised Essence shields and tried to protect themselves, their efforts were in vain.
"What is going on?!"
Horror spread through the crowd. All the cultivators lay prone on the ground, not daring to even raise their heads.
The troops were thrown into disarray by the situation. Just a moment ago, they were still thinking of washing the Xiao Clan in blood and splitting the treasure and women.
Zhang Yan's cultivation was the highest. He raised his head and looked into the distance. He saw a white-robed youth standing on the roof of an abandoned teahouse two kilometers away. The youth was holding a bow and drawing its string as he watched the group expressionlessly.
"Damn it! How dare you kill my Zhang Clan's people? You must be tired of life." Zhang Yan's eyes looked like they were about to spew fire. He said to the few Martial Saint experts beside him, "Go and take out that person on the teahouse two kilometers away."
The Martial Saints who were called out were very unwilling. However, when they saw Zhang Yan's expression, they could only carefully try to stand up and rush forward.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Just when the Martial Saints raised their heads, before they could even cry out, an arrow pierced through their foreheads.
"Run!"
Seeing such a horrifying scene before them, the Zhang troops were thoroughly frightened. They immediately stood up and fled miserably.
At this moment, they forgot all about washing the Xiao Clan in blood, basking in wealth and glory, or monopolizing Mohe City.
If they died, no matter how much of the above they had, it would be for nothing. Zhang Yan panicked. Even after he called out a few times, no one listened to him; they only cared about running for their lives.
However, this group of people did not even have a Martial King; how could they run from Xiao Chen? He merely moved several hundred meters in a flicker and drew his bow. As the Zhang Clan's members died one by one under the arrow fire, Zhang Yan roared ferociously and boldly charged towards Xiao Chen.
However, the arrow that flew at Zhang Yan completely cowed him. That arrow was too fast. He had to execute a Cloning Technique before he could shift his body away at the last moment.
The arrow brushed past Zhang Yan's chest, barely allowing him to preserve his life. After this, he could no longer be bothered about anything else as he joined the group in flight.
All the same, no matter how fast they ran, they could not be as fast as Xiao Chen. Even without the Blood Flame Shoes, he could already achieve Mach 2.
The moment this group of people left the city, they were destined for only one ending—death!
Soon, only one person remained of the hundreds of cultivators—Zhang Yan. The corpse-filled big road in front of the city gates was a shocking sight.
Blood flowed continuously out of Zhang Yan's mouth. He was in a panic as he ran towards the city with all his might.
Xiao Chen had a calm expression as he drew his bow back. Then, he locked on to Zhang Yan's chest with his Spiritual Sense. Finally, he released the arrow.
He had used his full strength in this arrow. The injured Zhang Yan had no chance of dodging it.
It was like Zhang Yan felt the threat. While he was frantically running away, he could not help but look back.
But after looking back, he no longer had any opportunity to turn again. The arrow flying over struck his chest.
A huge force exploded out, tossing Zhang Yan into the air. Finally, the arrow pinned him to the city walls before he stopped moving.
The sun rose completely, shining its great light over the land.
Before he died, Zhang Yan got to see his final sunrise. However, he could not figure out what had happened and what was going on.
His previous words of "that is possible" were still ringing in his ears.
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The sun had just risen, scattering its light throughout the land.
The windows of the Xiao Clan's residence opened. The Xiao Clan disciples emerged from their rooms and headed for the practice grounds.
Up on a platform, the Xiao Clan's Clan Head, Xiao Xiong, had arrived long ago. He was dressed in tight robes as he watched the Xiao Clan disciples sternly.
"Morning practice has started. Raise your spirits. No one is allowed to be lazy."
After Xiao Xiong's stern command, the disciples present started to practice the Xiao Clan's Fist Technique.
Fist winds blew out, and with the bright sunlight, the Xiao Clan disciples were spirited.
They did not know that just two hours ago, the Xiao Clan barely evaded a disaster.
They also did not know that someone was watching them from a distance.
Four kilometers from the Xiao Clan residence, Xiao Chen watched the crowd on the practice grounds.
When Xiao Chen circulated his Essence to his eyes, a distance of four kilometers was nothing to him. He could see the entire Xiao Clan residence. Every tree, every blade of grass, every flower, he could see them all clearly.
He merely stood there and watched, revealing a gentle smile on his handsome face. His hair and white robes fluttered in the cool breeze.
"You keep looking at them. Do you really not intend to go in?" Ao Jiao's melodious voice came from the Lunar Shadow Saber.
Xiao Chen shook his head and said, "There is no need. I'll just watch."
Ao Jiao continued asking, "You have done so much for the Xiao Clan. Your father will definitely not blame you. Do you really not want to ask him why he chased you away?"
Xiao Chen did not say anything. After a long time, he withdrew his gaze. He said, "How could there be a father who would willingly chase away their own son? The pressure on him is definitely more than that on me. My strength is still insufficient to alleviate his pressure; it is best not to ask."
Without enough strength, if Xiao Chen asked, he would only increase the pressure on the other person. When he became strong enough, everything would naturally be revealed.
"Zi! Zi!"
The moisture in the air started to rise. Xiao Chen stretched out his hand and controlled the changes of this moisture.
"Life Bestowal Spell!" Xiao Chen shouted and under his control, the moisture turned into fourteen lively and realistic birds, chirping without end.
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