They each recalled Ling Fan's terror.
As for the Lan clan.
Everyone's bodies trembled uncontrollably, as if they had lost their parents.
They stared intently.
With looks of disbelief.
That was a top grandmaster from the Liuyun Kingdom, wielding a powerful Profound Tier Low-grade spiritual weapon adorned with thirty-seven golden patterns, executing Profound Tier Low-grade martial skills, his overall combat power terrifyingly strong.
But…
He was cleanly killed by Ling Fan with a single punch!
Such a scene was truly earth-shattering.
Old Madam Lan stared with hollow, vacant eyes.
Her hunched body seemed to have aged decades.
She stumbled weakly a couple of steps.
Nearly falling headfirst.
She had thought today would be the day she and the Lan clan would rise to fame, completely announcing their ascendance.
But she never expected.
To be met with this young man's powerful counterattack.
"Hahaha, Old Liang, didn't I tell you? What do you think? Was I right? You bunch of idiots, do you think your Lan clan's cats and dogs can oppose my master? You lost your keys and know to get replacements, but what good are you!"
"Let alone your Lan clan, isn't the Mo Wu Wei family powerful? So what! Weren't they also crushed by my master with a single punch! Damn it! Asking for a beating!"
"So satisfying, so satisfying!"
Liang Hu Tu vented his anger fiercely.
He clapped his hands and laughed excitedly.
At the same time, his admiration and reverence for Ling Fan deepened.
He was utterly convinced.
Beyond compare.
Ling Fan casually reached out across the void, grabbing Wei Shengjing's spatial storage bag from his waist.
A wisp of divine sense invaded, easily erasing the trace of mental power Wei Shengjing had left on it.
Inside, besides some decent-grade pills, spirit fruits, medicinal herbs, and two or three Yellow Tier spiritual weapons, along with a pile of silver notes, he actually found a spirit core the size of a fist!
However, the power of this spirit core seemed to have been partially absorbed by Wei Shengjing.
But the remaining spiritual energy was still astonishing.
More precious than all these pills, spirit fruits, and herbs combined.
It seemed that the truly deep-rooted great families of the Liuyun Kingdom still possessed many hidden treasures.
Ling Fan's heart stirred slightly.
He was just worried about not having resources for further cultivation of the Nirvana Tribulation Body.
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Ling Fan put away the storage bag.
Then he looked towards the Lan clan.
His gaze was icy cold.
Seeing Ling Fan look over.
All the members of the Lan clan were startled.
Their faces filled with panic.
Especially Lan Xueyi's eldest uncle, youngest aunt, and others.
Their legs were trembling.
"Thump."
"Thump."
Under Ling Fan's extremely terrifying oppressive aura.
These members of the Lan clan could no longer hold on and all knelt down in fear.
With the first.
Came the second, the third.
In almost an instant.
All the people of the Lan clan had knelt before Ling Fan.
As for dignity?
What nonsense was that.
In their eyes.
Dignity could be discarded at any time to save their lives.
Hadn't their Lan clan been slapped in the face by Ling Fan enough times before?
Ling Fan had even overturned their ancestral shrine.
Their Lan clan had long lost all face!
"Get up! Get up! You spineless cowards! You are not allowed to kneel to him!"
Old Madam Lan was so angry her lungs were about to explode.
Her face was ashen.
She jumped up and cursed.
The youngest aunt said timidly, "Old Madam, please don't put on a brave face! The Wei family are all dead, and if we rely on ourselves, what right do we have to fight him? If we don't quickly beg for mercy, I'm afraid our entire Lan clan will be trampled to death by him."
"You should quickly kneel down. Perhaps he will show mercy in consideration of Third Brother and spare our lives."
After the youngest aunt spoke.
The eldest uncle and others nodded in agreement, and also raised their heads to persuade Old Madam Lan.
Old Madam Lan trembled all over with anger.
Gritting her teeth.
But after a moment of thought.
Ultimately.
She couldn't bear to lose her hard-won Heavenly Origin Realm cultivation.
She had barely advanced to the Heavenly Origin Realm at the age of one hundred.
She had only been a grandmaster for a few days.
She hadn't enjoyed the glory enough.
If she were to die like this.
She felt it was utterly humiliating.
It's better to live miserably than die well…
Alas.
What they said wasn't entirely unreasonable.
Anyway, the Lan clan had attached themselves to this family and that family over the years, seeking marriage alliances everywhere, they had already lost all face…
Why not put aside their pride.
What was wrong with bowing their heads to this little brat and admitting their mistake for now?
When the time comes, or if this little brat runs into terrible luck.
Their Lan clan might still have a chance to turn things around.
Thinking of this.
Old Madam Lan lowered her head with difficulty.
She said, "Little beast… Heavenly Xiong's son-in-law, the Lan clan knows we were wrong, and I… know I was wrong! You are magnanimous, please be merciful and don't hold grudges against the Lan clan."
"You broke up my marriage, and you ask me to be merciful?"
"You crippled my father-in-law, your own grandson, to seize control of Lan Family Fort, and you ask me to be merciful?"
"You crippled Junjie, wanted to kill my servant, and even invited a top grandmaster from the Wei family to kill me, and you ask me to be merciful!"
Ling Fan sneered.
When his laughter stopped, a rare trace of disgust flashed in his eyes.
"When you old woman did these things, did you ever think of today?"
Old Madam Lan's face turned red.
She argued sophistically, "I, I I I… I did it for Xueyi's own good. Many people dream of entering hidden sects to cultivate, but they don't have this opportunity. I directly gave her a push and let her enter the Snow King Palace. I not only have no fault, but I have immense merit!"
"As for your father-in-law and brother-in-law… they are my own grandchildren, my own great-grandchildren. What's wrong with me disciplining them! If they don't listen, I have to show them some colors! What's wrong with that?"
"It's already benevolent of me not to have killed them."
Old Madam Lan said stubbornly, sticking out her neck.
"Damn it, how can you, you old demoness, say such shameless words!"
Liang Hu Tu was unhappy.
Thinking of the inhuman suffering he had endured these past few days, he was furious.
He shouted indignantly from the side.
"Damn it, you old demoness, shut up! It's not that old people turn bad, but rather… bad people turn old! What benevolence, I'll spit a hundred years of concentrated phlegm on your face!"
Old Madam Lan was so scolded that she almost couldn't catch her breath.
Old Madam Lan wanted to argue further.
Ling Fan was too lazy to pay attention.
With a flick of his sleeve.
The Flowing Blade Gentle Breeze instantly transformed into a life-claiming cold gleam, instantly weaving through hundreds of Lan clan members.
Pfft!
Pfft!
In a flash, the Flowing Blade Gentle Breeze pierced through the bodies of Lan clan members one by one, then entered others, creating countless gushing blood fountains!
Lan Xueyi's youngest aunt fell with astonished despair.
The Great Elder of the Lan clan's head lolled to the side, dead.
The Second Elder…
The Third Elder…
Old Madam Lan screamed frantically, "You little beast, how dare you kill them! Don't you consider the Buddha's face for the monk's face? They are all your father-in-law's relatives! Are you so cruel and heartless!"
"When have you ever treated my father-in-law's family as relatives?"
Ling Fan retorted.
Old Madam Lan was instantly speechless.
Ling Fan beckoned, and the Flowing Blade Gentle Breeze hovered before Old Madam Lan's brow.
Old Madam Lan's eyes widened, and she cried out in terror, "No, you can't kill me! I've only just become a Heavenly Origin Realm expert, I don't want to die, I can't die…"
Before Old Madam Lan could finish speaking.
Ling Fan's gaze was icy cold.
Unmoved in the slightest.
He flicked his finger.
The Flowing Blade Gentle Breeze instantly transformed into a bolt of lightning, easily tearing through Old Madam Lan's Heavenly Origin Force defense and blowing her head to smithereens.
The members of the Lan clan.
All five hundred and sixty plus of them.
All dead.
Not a single one survived!
All the strong individuals present trembled, too scared to even breathe.
This young man killed entire clans at will…
He even killed his own wife's clan without hesitation.
Too ruthless!
Too heartless!
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