Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi

The Wang Family.

It's said to be an ancient family passed down from the Nine Heavens Realm in ancient times.

Moreover, there are rumors...

The ancestor of the Wang Family, in the past Nine Heavens Realm, was a disciple of a top sect, with exceptional talent, capable of becoming a supreme power in his own right.

Yet, he encountered a great change in the world.

The Nine Heavens Realm crumbled, leading to the severing of the path to the pinnacle for this ancestor of the Wang Family.

He hid within the Unharmed Heaven Realm, leaving behind the vast legacy of the Wang Family.

However.

In recent years, this ancestor of the Wang Family has been at the brink of the end of his life, hidden behind the scenes, leading many powerful beings in the world to believe he had perished in the long river of time.

In reality...

He was self-sealing, continuously extending his life.

At this moment.

Deep within the large estate of the Wang Family.

In an ancient underground palace.

The palace was pitch black, devoid of daylight, where no light could persist. It was as if even the sun placed inside would gradually be swallowed by the darkness.

At the deepest part of the palace.

A jet-black coffin hovered silently in the air.

The surface of the coffin was covered with dense black runes, encircling the entire coffin and concealing it. These runes could isolate all perception in the world, even time.

Ensuring that the existence within the coffin was affected by the world to the lowest degree.

And this...

Is precisely the self-sealing place of the Wang Family's ancestor Wang Sichong.

However.

To the outside world, it seemed Wang Sichong had long exhausted his life span, buried in the long river of time. Even within the vast Wang Family, only the successive family heads knew Wang Sichong still walked the earth.

This dark palace is regarded as the forbidden place of the Wang Family.

Unless in times of family destruction and crisis, even the current family head of the Wang Family could not easily enter.

Dong dong dong!

A series of heavy and uneasy bell tolls suddenly echoed within the palace.

This was the black bell hanging above the main hall of the palace.

This bell was Wang Sichong's natal holy weapon. Only by striking the black bell could one awaken Wang Sichong, the one within the dark coffin.

Clang!

The black coffin thunderously opened.

A cloud of dust billowed, and a dark aura surged out from within the coffin.

Thud!

A withered, yellowed, old hand landed on the edge of the coffin, followed closely by another hand on the opposite edge; both hands were equally pale, withered, like an ancient tree.

Life force was nearly extinct.

"Ancestor!"

Beneath the coffin, a figure stood with the black bell above his head, respectfully and fearfully in the coffin, causing Kan Ze to stand upright.

The silhouette under the black bell was none other than the current family head of the Wang Family, Wang Feilong.

At this moment.

This distinguished king-level strong figure looked flustered and trembling.

"I am already aware..."

Wang Sichong's gloomy voice came from within the coffin, with eyes blood-red like blood fixed on Wang Feilong, "Feilong, your precious son has indeed made a great contribution to our Wang Family!"

"Ah?"

Wang Feilong was utterly confused.

Wang Sichong's aged figure emerged from the coffin, wearing armor that clung tightly to his body, giving an appearance like skin and bones.

He was truly too skinny!

To continue his life, he self-sealed and severed everything.

Wang Sichong walked in front of Wang Feilong, gently patted his shoulder, and slowly paced around to his back: "Because your precious son disrupted my meticulous plan, forcing me to break through early, causing years of planning to go to waste. Now he has provoked such an exceptional Tianjiaao, how can I possibly be grateful to you?"

"Ancestor, spare me, spare me..." Wang Feilong was drenched in cold sweat.

He could already sense the breath of death.

"Don't panic!"

Wang Sichong spoke lightly, his hand not loosening but rather tightening its grip on Wang Feilong's shoulder, "Feilong, when I founded the Wang Family back then, it was so that when I revived, I could draw enough life force from it. However, man proposes, but God disposes. Since today you have awakened me, then I shall advance the plan to today..."

"Ancestor, you..."

Wang Feilong appeared terrified, his eyes glaring furiously.

Just as he was about to speak.

Wang Sichong, standing behind him, suddenly exerted force, a terrifying aura completely different from his withered body swept over.

Forcibly pressed the king-level Wang Feilong, rendering him immobile.

Hiss!

Puff!

Wang Sichong suddenly opened his mouth; two sharp fangs shot out, piercing into Wang Feilong's throat with steady precision.

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle!

Wang Sichong gulped down Wang Feilong's blood and life force.

Wang Feilong was overwhelmed with despair, his body convulsing, unable to stop the rapid drain of his powerful life force.

As Wang Feilong was completely drained.

Wang Sichong's skin, like old tree bark, gradually regained some luster, and his gaunt, decrepit body began to emit rejuvenated vitality.

With a scarlet gaze surveying his gradually revitalized hands, he licked his tongue, and Wang Sichong beckoned toward that black bell: "Old partner, we can fight side by side again..."

Buzz!

The black bell resonated thunderously.

Ripples of black spread out, and as the ripples broadened, the black bell began to glow red.

Slowly rising to the sky.

Covering the entire city under the Wang Family's control.

This blood-stained black bell shone brightly, obscuring the silver moon, illuminating inside and outside the city.

A blood moon hung in the sky.

The city was sealed!

Dong, dong, dong!

As the sound of bells echoed, countless creatures in the city had vacant, chaotic eyes, moving as if soulless zombies, leaving their dwellings.

They walked onto the streets, converging toward the center of the city.

A mighty and grand spectacle.

A sea of people.

The vast city was home to a billion creatures.

All descended from the Wang Family lineage over generations; the city upheld a tradition forbidding outside bloodlines from residing within.

The entire city's billion citizens were Wang Family descendants!

The world believed this was the Wang Family's outdated thinking, clinging to pure bloodlines.

In truth...

This was merely Wang Sichong's sinister plot to prolong through the ages.

Only Wang Family bloodlines could, upon his resurgence, provide the purest blood meals without causing any backlash!

To allow him to return to his peak at the fastest speed!

To extend his life!

This plan was meant for a more distant future, but due to Xiao Yi's emergence, because Wang Zewen recklessly provoked Xiao Yi, inviting a deadly enemy to the Wang Family.

He was forced to advance the plan.

Shrouded in black mist, Wang Sichong hovered under the blood moon, gazing at the city's creatures with eyes devoid of joy or sorrow: "To become my blood meal and contribute to perpetuating my ages-spanning grand endeavor, you do not disgrace the Wang Family bloodline."

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

Swoosh!

The creatures of the city knelt in unison, worshiping Wang Sichong in reverence.

And then...

Blood beads that coalesced into surging vitality flew out from their bodies, converging into scarlet rivers flowing toward Wang Sichong.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

A blood vortex spread horizontally before Wang Sichong, continuously swallowing the scarlet life rivers.

Wang Sichong's lifespan also ceaselessly increased.

His cultivation rapidly restored toward his peak.

After all the creatures of the city were sacrificed, Wang Sichong had restored his youthful appearance, with a graceful fan and a handsome demeanor.

He looked at himself with satisfaction, his being officially reaching the pinnacle of Saint King, only a step away from ascending to Half-Step Saint Emperor!

"Return!"

Wang Sichong beckoned to the void, and the black bell swooshed into his hand, squinting his eyes, "Just now revived, can't reveal my tracks prematurely, so let that Xiao Yi brat live a few more days. Once I thoroughly refine the blood spirit power within and step into the Half-Step Saint Emperor Realm, then I'll seek revenge..."

With this thought.

Wang Sichong soared into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

In just an hour later.

A silhouette tore through the void and appeared above the city, but Xiao Yi, initially filled with murderous intent, was dumbfounded upon seeing the empty city: "Where is everyone? How could they all be gone? Could they have fled in advance?"

At this moment, Xiao Yi could never have imagined.

The vast Wang Family had already been exterminated by their own ancestor's hand!