Chapter 608: The Yan Family's Downfall
Chapter 608: The Yan Family's Downfall
Killing is easy, but it is a serious matter.
Especially in this world, facing such a scene, with countless people before you, you know not their fate, blessings, or hidden abilities.
You also don't know if killing them will bring vengeful ghosts to claim your life or if, in the realm of the dead, you'll be burdened with karmic debts. For reincarnates, killing is best avoided if possible, and living life is the way to go...
But all of that was before this grand gathering of reincarnates.
Previously, they dared not reveal themselves, and even when two of them collaborated, they had to be extremely cautious, exchanging secret signals before meeting. But now, a large group has gathered here, and even those who were once afraid to show their faces are participating in the commotion, all wearing masks.
The habit of being afraid to kill has also subtly changed after witnessing Hu Ma's methods. Perhaps, killing and exposing oneself isn't as risky as it seems?
"Look at this second-rate guy who initiated the gathering. He's not that capable, yet he managed to become a Senior Magistrate in the Pacifying Evil Office, wielding a Ghost Head Saber and killing people like cutting melons and vegetables without batting an eye."
"Then, are we being too cautious?"
"..."
Gradually, some couldn't hold back anymore. There were indeed many strange creatures in the Yan Family Mansion, and they couldn't just stand by and watch one person handle everything, especially when two Blood Nourishing Pills were still to be found.
So, gradually, others joined in, and the commotion in the Yan Family Mansion was becoming uncontrollable.
Indeed, the Iron Gate Yan Family was a top-tier aristocratic family. Within the Yan Family Mansion, numerous private slave bodyguards were armored and highly skilled in martial arts. They were also fiercely loyal and fearless.
In various rooms, there were Masters of the Dao, along with various traps and mechanisms, and all sorts of powerful artifacts, both righteous and evil. There were even spirits and monsters, but now they had become a laughingstock.
The family guards, determined to protect the four Anchors within the mansion, charged in waves, only to be led by the Ghost Puppet Enforcer, who beheaded them with swift and ruthless strikes, causing blood to flow like a river. They couldn't even hold them off for a moment, let alone capture them.
Hu Ma's Ghost Head Saber was so excited that it seemed to carry a wild laughter in its swinging blade.
As for the various traps and mechanisms, those with sharp eyes had already figured them out. Before they could be activated, they were set ablaze by those who had anticipated their locations.
The Yan Family's head steward, sensing the dire situation, shouted and ran into a sealed room in the Yan Mansion to retrieve an ancient artifact to defend against the enemy. But upon entering, he saw a Wandering Ghost Junior Magistrate playing with the family treasure.
Three other Junior Magistrates stood nearby, reaching out their hands and shouting, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"
The one holding the artifact admired it while dodging, saying, "No, no, if you want it, you must first tell me if Laozao is..."
The second steward rushed into the young mistress's courtyard and knocked his head as he opened the door. The young mistress kept a parrot, a spirit creature that could speak human language and curse people to death. It was time to summon it.
But upon entering, he saw several Junior Magistrates surrounding the parrot, one of them pinching its neck and shouting, "Call me Daddy! Call me Daddy!"
"..."
As for the other spirits and Masters of the Dao, some were dead, and some were injured. A few unlucky ones witnessed the Yan Family's elders and matriarchs seeking refuge from their ancestors in the ancestral hall, only to find it smashed to pieces.
Several ancestors in official robes were kneeling against the wall, slapping their own mouths and shouting, "I was wrong, Grandpa! I was wrong!"
"..."
"Is that 300 times?"
"..."
"How... How could this be?"
The entire Yan Family was shocked by the sudden chaos, feeling like their worldview had been shattered: "How could the Iron Gate Yan Family be so fragile?"
"The Ten Surnames Families truly have such capabilities? No, no, even if it's the Ten Surnames, they shouldn't treat the Yan Family as if it doesn't exist..."
"..."
When it came to their self-perception, the Yan Family had always believed that even if they weren't on par with the Ten Surnames, they shouldn't be far off, especially the Hu Family, which had been in decline for twenty years and was also suppressed by the Harmful Head. They probably weren't as strong as the Yan Family anymore...
But now, with just one Enforcer, they had managed to crush the Yan Family to this extent?
It was no wonder the Yan Family was in such a panic. They never expected the matter to involve their family.
Initially, they thought the outcome would be decided at the Earth Serpent Temple, but who would've known they were here to plunder and exterminate the family?
"Hula..."
As each Anchor was pulled out, the family guards were slaughtered, blood flowing like a river. The mansion's treasures were either looted or smashed to the ground.
Even the members of the Yan Family were terrified, wanting to run but unable to escape. Their cries for help to their ancestors went unanswered. The once-grand Iron Gate Yan Family seemed to have crumbled in an instant.
At this critical moment, deep within the Yan Family Mansion, the sound of rattling iron chains echoed, accompanied by thunderous breathing and roars. It seemed that something was also stirring within the collapsing Yan Family Mansion, no longer able to contain its impatience to emerge.
"It's over, it's over. The Yan family, with all their calculations, never expected this calamity..."
In the front courtyard, Lord Yan, unaware of why he hadn't been killed yet, was already disheartened and terrified by the roars coming from the depths of the mansion. His eyes glazed over as he anxiously looked outside.
A glimmer of hope remained in his heart: "Where's Iron Threshold King? His army should have entered the city by now, why haven't they come yet?"
"Impossible, the Yan family can't be destroyed by you..."
"If we're talking about it, Iron Threshold King is the true family guard of the Yan family. When he leads his army into the city, facing the battle-hardened warriors, what tricks can you martial artists possibly have that would stand a chance?"
"You will all pay a heavy price for this..."
"..."
It seemed that the heavens had heard his cry, as the sound of heavy footsteps gradually emerged outside the Yan family mansion, growing louder as they approached, resembling the march of a thousand troops. Even the high walls couldn't block the sight of Iron Threshold King's flag rapidly drawing near.
Boom! The battle-ready aura of the approaching army was overwhelming, and the sound of their approach was truly extraordinary.
The sheer weight of their footsteps seemed to shake the Yan family mansion, causing it to tremble slightly.
The sound of galloping hooves and clashing swords was even more terrifying than any ghostly presence.
Even the commotion inside the Yan family mansion was gradually drowned out by this noise.
"Oh?"
Many wandering ghost junior magistrates who were searching for fun inside the mansion paused in their actions.
"Is Iron Threshold King's army really here?"
"Should we retreat?"
"..."
Those in the martial world, even with their abilities, wouldn't provoke officials unless absolutely necessary.
And those with extraordinary skills wouldn't dare challenge an army.
With numbers, comes strength. Ordinary ghosts and demons would have to hide, let alone these trained, disciplined, bloodied soldiers with killing intent. In their presence, all spirits and ghosts must give way.
This was the case now; the wandering ghost junior magistrates, despite their skills, had to make way when it was time.
Who knew what would happen if they confronted them? But even with this thought, they hesitated, as the wandering ghost great swordswoman was still leading a charge towards the last anchor in the Yan mansion, where most of the reincarnators had gathered. If they left, they would miss out on the excitement...
...Wait, didn't someone promise to give them two Blood Nourishing Pills earlier?
Boom!
But before they could think further, Iron Threshold King's troops arrived swiftly. In an instant, they reached the outskirts of the Yan Manor, and even from outside, they could hear the sounds of battle and shouting within. They had no time for formalities.
The army had siege towers, carried by two rows of armored soldiers, pushing forward with immense weight.
With a loud crash, the main gate was broken, and countless soldiers rushed in.
Hearing the commotion of Iron Threshold King's army, Lord Yan in the front courtyard was overjoyed. He quickly got up, eager for Iron Threshold King to order the annihilation of these unruly wandering ghost junior magistrates.
However, as he stood up, he froze.
...
...
"General, there's no one here..."
At this moment, Iron Threshold King, accompanied by several guardian generals and three thousand elite soldiers, entered Guazhou City, his heart burning with worry.
Knowing the importance of the Yan family, and hearing the chaos and bloodshed within the mansion, he had rushed in without regard for formalities, ordering his men to break down the doors.
But upon entering, he too was stunned. The mansion was empty, without a single person in sight.
"This isn't the Yan family mansion..."
Iron Threshold King, being a close friend of the Yan family, was very familiar with their residence. With one glance, he realized that the plants, architecture, and every detail lacked the Yan family's grandeur. He had been so flustered that he had made a mistake.
He quickly whipped a few of his men, ordering them to search again. But to his surprise, they still couldn't find the right place.
The sounds of chaos and screams from the Yan family were clearly audible nearby, echoing in their ears.
The familiar sights of the street were all there, but the Yan family mansion, which occupied half the street, was nowhere to be found. It was as if it had never existed, despite him visiting just a few days ago.
"General, we can't find it..."
The soldiers, whipped across the face, cried out in pain, "The Yan family should be here, but we can't find it no matter how we search..."
"It's as if they've been hidden..."
(End of Chapter)
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