Although they are very surprised, the voice of Rakshasa is still the same, because they are born without emotions, even if they encounter big things, their tone will still be as calm as water.
"It's not my real power, but cutting off your head is enough."
Ye Haoxuan said calmly: "You have your rules, and I have my way, so just go ahead."
Rakshasa nodded. Suddenly, a flash of blue light squeezed out of his body, and then more than ten criss-crossing blue lights burst out from his body.
The blue sword energy soared into the sky, and the arrogant Rakshasa disappeared into thin air.
"Big Patriarch, Big Patriarch..." Mu Zhao ran forward desperately. After rushing into the clan territory, she was completely stunned.
Corpses were everywhere, but only four words appeared in her consciousness.
A Rakshasa alone can wipe out an entire clan, and until now she still can't figure out why the Kunwu clan suffered such a violent murder.
"Why, why is this happening?"
She fell to her knees with a plop and cried bitterly.
This place is where her relatives, tribe, and everyone live. Everything about her is carried in this place. She never thought that her tribe would suffer such a disaster one day, and she never thought that one day, Yijing would suffer such a disaster.
The clan land where we live will become such a purgatory-like place.
Ye Haoxuan looked a little bit unbearable, but there was nothing he could do about it because it had already happened.
"The great patriarch, the great patriarch."
Mu Zhao suddenly reacted. She stood up suddenly and rushed towards the core of the clan.
The ancestral hall was also bloody. An old man was lying in the center of the ancestral hall. He was the patriarch. There was a huge wound on his back, and the bones were clearly visible.
"Grand Patriarch, what's wrong with you? Chief Patriarch, what's going on? What happened?"
Mu Zhao rushed forward.
"Mu...Zhao."
The patriarch held her tightly: "Is he back?"
"He's back, he's back... Chief of the clan, I'll ask him to come in. He will definitely be able to save you."
Mu Zhao stood up and asked for help.
"No, it's useless. I know my own situation well. Even if the gods come, they can't save me."
The patriarch stopped Mu Zhao.
There was a smile on his face: "That person is the one we have been waiting for. That legend has been passed down for countless years and generations."
"As long as he is willing to take action, we will be out of the current sea of suffering, so now we have paid a lot, but it is worth it."
The patriarch said.
"The murder of the patrol vest...did you deliberately let it go?"
Mu Zhaobingxue was smart, and she instantly guessed the clan leader's intention.
"Yes... I let them out on purpose. After you left, I have already asked some important clan members to leave here. The only ones left behind are the old and the weak in our clan."
"Because only in this way can he be intimidated and he will lead us to fight against the Dragon King. For the sake of our willingness to wait for countless years, it is worth the sacrifice even though we have sacrificed so much."
"But... but the Kunwu clan is no longer here, what will happen even if the Dragon King is really destroyed?
Patriarch, I don’t understand.”
Mu Zhao burst into tears.
"You will understand later."
The big clan leader smiled sadly and said: "Muzhao, from now on, the Kunwu clan will be left to you."
"I?
Patriarch, I’m just a girl, how can I possibly shoulder this important responsibility?”
Mu Zhao was surprised.
"Haha, except for you, no one in the clan can take on this important responsibility."
The patriarch smiled: "My son, I know in my heart that he cannot bear the big things in the clan, so you are the only one..." The patriarch was already very angry, and after saying so many words, he was even more exhausted.
He had a lot of energy. He coughed violently several times and closed his eyes.
"Come, let me take a look."
At this time, Ye Haoxuan rushed in, and when he saw the situation of the patriarch, he couldn't help but be stunned.
With his medical skills, he could tell at a glance that the patriarch's energy had been completely destroyed.
In other words, his life span has come to an end, and the wound on his back is really too serious, so even if Ye Haoxuan's medical skills are incredible, there is nothing he can do about it.
"Mr. Ye, I have never begged anyone in my life."
The patriarch used all his strength to grab Ye Haoxuan hard: "But I beg you, you must stay. Whether the inheritance of our Kunwu clan can continue depends on you."
"You have to push me into the fire pit."
Ye Haoxuan sighed. He couldn't turn a blind eye to a dying person, so even if he knew it was a trap, he still had to jump in without hesitation.
"Haha, Mr. Ye, our clan's legend has been passed down for I don't know how many years. There was a legend circulated by my grandfather when he was a child. That is, one day, a superhero will come and save us from the fire pit."
The patriarch grabbed Ye Haoxuan tightly: "I can confirm that you are the person we are waiting for."
"So you are going all out to win my sympathy at the expense of the old, weak, sick and disabled in your own tribe?"
Ye Haoxuan said.
"You...know everything?"
The patriarch had a sad smile on his face.
"Yes, I know that. If you hadn't brought this matter out personally, how could the patrolling Rakshasa know that it was you who killed the two vests?"
Ye Haoxuan shook his head, sighed slightly and said: "Grand Chief, you really shouldn't be like this."
"Haha, the old and weak people left behind are either children with congenital disabilities or some elderly people who are so sick that they can hardly move."
The chief of the clan smiled: "They are of no use to our Kunwu clan."
"So instead of letting them die doing nothing in their lives, it's better to make use of them and make them more valuable when they die."
The patriarch smiled sadly: "But I didn't expect that you would have noticed it long ago."
"It's not that I noticed it, but that I felt that you would definitely do this."
Ye Haoxuan sighed and said: "Sacrificing so many lives just for an unrealistic legend, do you think it is really worth it?"
"It's worth it...it's all worth it."
The patriarch's aura became weaker and weaker. He grabbed Ye Haoxuan tightly and used all his strength to spit out one sentence: "We have been under the rule of the Dragon King for countless years."
"As long as I can get rid of the Dragon King, I feel that no matter what decision I make, it will be worth it."
The patriarch used all his strength to grab Ye Haoxuan: "I don't care what you think now, and I don't care whether you resent me for doing this or not."
"But... things have reached this point, and it's a done deal... I hope you can take my people... to go on, not only the Kunwu clan... the tribes on the edge of the Endless Sea Palace are all innocent..."