To be able to lead the Wang family against the Li family for so many years without falling behind, Wang Zhiyuan's skills are definitely extremely strong.
After seeing that Wang Xuan's strength was in the spiritual transformation realm, he had been trying to retain and make amends.
You can tell from the title, which is the same as before.
This time, he really made up his mind to do what Wang Xuan said.
Among the people present, apart from Wang Xuan, who is in the Spiritual Transformation Realm, the strongest one is Wang Zhiyuan, whose strength is at the third level of the Spirit Gathering Realm, and is even one level higher than the strength of the old city lord Li Qianyang.
Once he takes action, he is extremely ruthless and decisive.
Several elders, as well as the patriarch Wang Yingjun, were the first to bear the brunt and were forcefully eliminated by Wang Zhiyuan.
For a time, the whole scene was in chaos, with sounds of begging for mercy, moans, and screams.
"Stop it."
After seeing more than a dozen major figures being deposed, Wang Xuan suddenly spoke up.
"Xuan'er, you should see the sincerity of the Wang family this time. Come back, the Wang family needs you."
When Wang Xuan stopped him, Wang Zhiyuan's eyes lit up and he made a pleading sound again.
The group of elders and patriarch Wang Yingjun were deposed, which consumed the strength of the Wang family.
No matter how bad they are, they still have the strength of the Qi Condensation Realm and can intimidate many families.
"Mr. Wang, I will never return to the Wang family in this life, so you can take care of yourself."
In response to Wang Zhiyuan's repeated attempts to stay, Wang Xuan shook his head and firmly refused again.
Tip toe, he slowly descended and arrived in the courtyard.
The momentum dissipated, and he came to a ten-year-old boy. He took a deep look, and then used his body skills to rush towards the street outside.
"Wang Mingchao, haha, that's a good name."
In the little boy's eyes, I could see a trace of unwillingness, and even a trace of resentment towards him, along with incomprehension, and in the end he only left one sentence.
What no one noticed was that there was a storage bag in Wang Zhiyuan's hand, with not much in it.
Perhaps the most important one is the Earth-level Kung Fu Chi Yang Sutra.
From then on, the Wang family was strongly controlled by Wang Zhiyuan, who came out of the family again. Many years later, against all opinions, Wang Mingchao, who had returned from the Blood Sword Sect, was confirmed as the head of the Wang family.
Under the leadership of Wang Mingchao, the Wang family settled in Blood Sword Zongfang City, which broke the balance between the Zhan and Shen families in controlling the Blood Sword Sect and became a third-party force of the Blood Sword Sect.
When Wang Zhiyuan's life span was exhausted and he was still chanting Wang Xuan's name when he was dying.
The entire Wang family did not add Wang Xuan and Wang Yingxiong to the family tree again, but instead opened a new line and adopted the strongest disciples of the Wang family in the past generations into Wang Xuan's lineage.
One day, this lineage met Wang Xuan unexpectedly, and it was another scene. It also stirred up Wang Xuan's long-lost memories, but that would be another story.
On the other hand, the other lineage, relying on the Wang Xuan lineage, has gradually become stronger and has a far-reaching inheritance.
This is something to talk about later, so I won’t mention it for now.
Let's talk about Wang Xuan leaving Wang's house and seeing the familiar yet unfamiliar door, his eyes were extremely complicated.
"The roots are rotten. Only drastic changes can revive the dead wood of the Wang family. Wang family, I hope you can continue to be strong."
After all, it was Wang Xuan who relented. After all, he was born in the Wang family and had to look at the face of his father Wang Yingxiong. If the Wang family was really destroyed, he would probably have a knot in his heart.
Why there are Liu Jiran and three others in the city lord's palace, and there is also a strong man in the spiritual realm watching outside the city. It can be said that it is invisibly caused by Wang Xuan's power.
In the future, he may encounter more enemies, and it will be a good time to break up with the Wang family.
Returning to the city lord's palace again, there was a wailing in the palace.
As the most talented person in the City Lord's Mansion, Li Qingyao's death can be said to have brought a huge blow.
"Master Wang, I will take you there right now."
Knowing Wang Xuan's purpose, Li Qianyang had already been prepared.
"Good work."
Perhaps it was because Wang Xuan was in a much better mood after dealing with the Wang family's affairs.
Half an hour later, the two people came to the mouth of a canyon.
I saw that the canyon was filled with pink miasma. At first glance, it seemed to be highly poisonous, and there were some white bones scattered on the ground.
"We chased until here, and Wang...er, Wang Yingxiong broke in directly. Many people wanted to go in, but after taking a few steps, they were eroded by the miasma, and after a few breaths, they turned into white bones. "
"Master Li, are you sure my father has entered here?"
Stretching out his right hand, he felt the erosion of the pink miasma on his fingertips.
According to his estimation, people below the spiritual transformation realm may not be able to withstand it.
It's no wonder that even with Li Qianyang and Wang Zhiyuan working together, they didn't dare to go in.
"Well, he did go in, but..."
"But what? If you have something to say, just say it."
"It's strange. We watched him break in, but we didn't find any flesh and blood being melted away. It was as if... it was as if nothing happened."
After listening to Li Qianyang's words, Wang Xuan's eyes lit up, and a guess flashed in his mind, could his father still be alive?
"You wait here, I'll come as soon as I go."
Turning his left hand, he swallowed a miasma-avoiding pill, and then hurriedly entered the canyon.
Although the miasma-avoiding pill has the effect, Wang Xuan can still feel the erosion.
With the spiritual power running, there is no serious problem.
The canyon was larger, and Wang Xuan's spiritual consciousness swept through it, but he found no bones and no smell of strangers.
After walking a few dozen feet, my eyes suddenly moved and I seemed to have discovered something.
The skill is running, and the speed increases sharply.
The deeper you go into the canyon, the more you can feel the erosion of the miasma getting stronger.
After a while, we came to a sinkhole.
Countless miasma erupted from the tiankeng. After a moment of sensing, I found that my spiritual consciousness was greatly consumed in the tiankeng.
At this time, the tiger cub also crawled out of the backpack, a trace of fear flashed in its eyes.
Obviously, with its strength, it cannot survive in it.
It was precisely because of Xiaohu's performance that Wang Xuan gave up the idea of going on.
I searched all other places and found nothing unusual.
If Li Qianyang did not lie, then his father Wang Yingxiong should have jumped into the sinkhole.
When he thought of this, Wang Xuan felt sad.
Originally, he had a trace of luck in his heart, especially since his deceased master, Elder Qiao, once said that his father was not prone to accidents, which also gave him a sense of comfort and extravagant hope.
Forcibly suppressing the grief in his heart, he decided that when he succeeds in his cultivation, he must come here to explore and find out what is in the sinkhole.
Walking out of the canyon, I found Li Qianyang still waiting there.
"Master Wang, how are you? Did you find it?"
"No, okay, let's not mention this matter now. You can go and take care of yourself in the future."
Looking at Li Qianyang's leaving figure, Wang Xuan felt mixed feelings in his heart.
Strictly speaking, the other party is his enemy. Letting him go now is really an act of unwillingness and helplessness.
"Li Qingyao, your last wish has been fulfilled. I haven't touched the Li family. You...if you knew it, you should rest in peace."