Chapter 449: Chapter 139: Slaughter Across the Land!!!

"Ha..." Fang Zheng shook his head:

"It’s just a ghost that has barely advanced to a Fierce Ghost, a mere Ghost Control Technique, I know it too."

As he spoke, he stepped back and lightly patted the Five Ghosts’ Pouch at his waist.

"Woo!"

Thick black smoke, almost tangible, billowed out from the Five Ghosts’ Pouch, transforming into a massive black cloud, covering an area of several mu.

Five Fierce Ghosts roared and howled within, occasionally extending their ghost claws or heads.

"How... how can this be?"

The old man froze in place, his face full of shock:

"But... it’s daytime now!"

Ghosts cannot appear during the day; that’s the rule. Even Fierce Ghosts struggle against the Flame Sun Energy of the scorching sun.

He dared not release the Fierce Ghost, so he used a Secret Technique to let the Fierce Ghost possess him, but what was happening now?

"Screech!"

The Fierce Ghost roared, suddenly pouncing downward.

The old man widened his eyes, still trying to struggle, but in the next instant, his body was torn apart on the spot by the five Fierce Ghosts.

The ghost claws scooped up the splattered flesh and blood, consuming the essence completely.

Not only that.

Even the Fierce Ghost possessing the old man was devoured cleanly by the Five Ghosts, who then rushed towards the courtyard.

"Ah!"

"Help!"

"No... don’t..."

Though the Xiao Family had a legacy, it only nurtured ghosts, and only a few of the older generation could barely harness their power.

Faced with the five Fierce Ghosts formed from Yin Essence, they were almost powerless and were devoured one after another.

However, a few Hidden Guards carried rocket launchers and were strapped with explosives, launching suicide attacks to buy a little time.

Unfortunately,

it was ultimately futile!

Thunder and Fierce Ghosts roared and rampaged, turning the vast Xiao Mansion into ruins in the span of a single incense stick.

"Tap... tap..."

Fang Zheng, expressionless, walked over the bones and came to a woman kneeling on the ground, speaking slowly:

"Where is Xiao Yun?"

"He won’t let you go." The woman looked up, knowing her death was near, yet showing no fear:

"Fang, after killing so many Xiao Family members, no matter where you run, you won’t escape!"

"My brother will avenge us!"

"Oh?" Fang Zheng raised an eyebrow:

"It seems you have a lot of faith in him. Why not tell me where he is, and I’ll go find him?"

"Do you dare go if I tell you?" The woman sneered.

"Let’s hear it."

"Very well!"

The woman nodded and said:

"He’s at Beimang Mountain!"

"Beimang Mountain?" Fang Zheng frowned:

"What is he doing there?"

"You’ll know if you go." The woman laughed heartily:

"I’m just afraid you won’t dare to go!"

"Interesting." Fang Zheng nodded:

"I’ve seen many who aren’t afraid of death, but few like you. Be a good person in your next life."

With a wave of his hand.

The Five Ghosts swept through the woman’s body.

The well-maintained face of the woman instantly shriveled and caved in, turning into a skeleton in a blink of an eye.

At this moment.

The vast Xiao Mansion was devoid of any living being.

Fang Zheng turned around and headed towards the nearby Prince’s Mansion.

......

Prince’s Mansion.

The place was heavily guarded with guns and ammunition, with even two tanks parked outside and a helicopter circling overhead.

In the distance,

Missiles were locked on from afar.

Despite this, seeing the figure approaching leisurely, everyone was on high alert, sweat dripping from their foreheads.

The Xiao Family had a complete legacy, yet it ended in ruins. Could the Wang Family escape such a fate?

No one dared to guarantee it!

"Daoist Fang."

An old man parted the crowd, stepped forward, and bowed deeply:

"The Wang Family does not wish to offend Daoist Fang. Our grievances are actually a misunderstanding. Could we talk?"

"Talk?"

Fang Zheng halted, glanced around at the crowd, and slowly nodded:

"Very well."

"Hand over Wang E, Wang Busi, Wang Su, Wang Feng... and our matters will be settled."

"?" The old man’s face turned somber; these people were key figures in the Wang Family, and he gritted his teeth angrily:

"Daoist Fang, must you go this far?"

"Or what?" Fang Zheng said plainly:

"If they want to kill me, they must be prepared to be killed themselves, whether it’s the Wang Family or the Xiao Family."

"If you wish to shield them, then perish with them."

His voice was calm, without a ripple, as if stating a trivial matter, yet the content was terrifying.

Annihilation!

And of a top noble family in Xia Country!

"You..." The old man’s eyes widened, anger surging within, ready to order a fight to the death.

"We agree!"

At this moment, someone parted the crowd and stepped forward, bowing to Fang Zheng:

"Zixi greets Daoist Fang."

"Wang Zixi!"

The old man scolded sideways:

"This is none of your concern!" 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"How is it not?" Wang Zixi coldly retorted:

"It was Wang E and the others who offended Daoist Fang, not us. Should we all die because of their mistakes?"

"Old patriarch!"

"If you are willing, I am not!"

She then beckoned to the crowd:

"Besides my lineage, the seventh and ninth branches are also unwilling. Seventh uncle, ninth uncle, step out."

The crowd shifted.

Two middle-aged men with somewhat embarrassed expressions stepped forward from the crowd, silently standing behind Wang Zixi.

"Good!"

"Very good!"

The old patriarch trembled with rage:

"Did Wang Qi place a restriction on you? I should have known I shouldn’t have spared him back then."

Wang Zixi had managed to establish herself in the Wang Family in just a few months because Wang Qi had left a failsafe within the family.

He used Talismanic Magic to secretly control several core figures of the Wang Family.

He had saved his life with this technique back then.

Now,

he handed all his accumulated assets to Wang Zixi.

"Old patriarch."

Wang Zixi’s expression remained indifferent:

"Over the years, most of the Wang Family’s benefits have been claimed by Wang E and her group. What have we gained from it?"