Everyone in the Wei family just let out a deep breath.
Logically speaking, they should be overjoyed that the Zhou family was destroyed tonight and the Wei family became the underground leader of Zhonghai. However, they were not overjoyed, but instead were filled with fear.
The decisiveness Tang Ming displayed tonight was enough to be remembered by everyone present for a lifetime.
"Father, no matter what, the Zhou family has been wiped out, which solves our major problem."
Wei Tianhao forced a smile: "There are still many areas in the city that have not been conquered. We should strike while the iron is hot and stabilize the situation in Zhonghai as soon as possible."
"That's right, according to Mr. Tang, it seems that he doesn't want to see the turmoil in Zhonghai. We can't let him worry. Tianhao, you quickly take people to clean up the urban area. I will take people to deal with the scene."
"Remember, everything is about stability. If you can avoid killing, try not to do it. Tonight... we have killed enough."
Wei Honglin laughed bitterly.
Especially the last sentence, "The killing was brutal enough tonight," was the sentiment of everyone present.
Soon, Wei Tianhao led people in a hurry to the city, while Wei Honglin led a group to clean up the scene. There was still a lot of aftermath work to be dealt with at the Zhou Manor.
……the other side.
Tang Ming walked in the night, and he was the only one left on the dim street.
He looked at the Soul-eating Pan in his hand. It was a magical weapon left behind by the witch cultivator from southern Xinjiang. Without a host to control it at this time, the evil spirit inside the Soul-eating Pan became even more violent and almost wanted to rush out from the black flag.
"presumptuous!"
Tang Ming gave a low drink, his eyes shining brightly.
A strong wave of divine souls filled the air, directly suppressing the evil spirits in the soul-devouring pan. Even if these evil spirits were hundreds of times stronger, they would not dare to act recklessly in front of the divine soul of the Immortal Lord of the Realm.
"The refining technique is too low. It seems that the witch cultivator has only scratched the surface."
"The real soul-eating pan does not simply torture the living soul, but requires refining the demon soul as the spirit of the weapon in order to exert its maximum power."
Tang Ming murmured to himself.
In his previous life, he had also seen those giant ghost cultivators in the immortal world. The soul-eating pan refined by these people was called the real soul-eating pan. Back then, there was a ghost cultivator in the Immortal King realm who used the soul-eating pan to directly kill a secular dynasty's soul.
The people devoured them all and refined them into a soul-refining pan containing ninety million living souls.
This soul-refining pan caused a catastrophe just after it was refined, and it also withstood the thunder and punishment of the catastrophe and was promoted to a top-grade artifact, making countless people fearful.
Later, this ghost cultivator provoked him and was beaten to a pulp by him. The ninety million soul-devouring pans were all destroyed by the formation he arranged. At that time, he was not the Realm Immortal Lord, but only the early stage of the Immortal King.
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"There is actually a method for refining the Soul-eating Pan on the earth. Although it is an extremely inferior refining method, it also shows that there are ghost cultivators on the earth."
"And I learned from the old man surnamed Luo that there are also monks in the Nascent Soul Realm on earth."
"Interesting, it seems that the earth is much more interesting than I thought..." Tang Ming's eyes flashed, and at the same time he used his spiritual power to directly crush the Soul-Eating Pan in his hand into powder.
"Hiss——" "Hiss~!"
Without the Soul-eating Pan as a carrier, hundreds of ferocious ghosts roared out and subconsciously attacked and killed Tang Ming.
"Roar!"
The black dragon soul evil emerged from behind Tang Ming, and its violent aura swept across, swallowing up all these evil souls, making the evil spirit on its body even more violent.
A few minutes later.
Tang Ming walked out of the secluded place with a normal expression, then took a taxi to the People's Hospital.
In the ward, Chen Siqi and Chen Zhigang were waiting beside the bed, but Liu Qing still closed her eyes tightly and did not wake up.
Tang Ming asked softly: "Uncle Chen, how is Aunt Liu?"
"The doctor has done an examination. Your Aunt Liu's physical indicators are all normal, but she is unconscious. The doctor thinks it may be a stress-induced coma caused by a shock to the brain."
Chen Zhigang's tone was a little heavy: "With this kind of stress coma, even the doctor doesn't know when he will wake up. It may be tomorrow morning, sometimes it will be ten days and a half month, or it may be..." He did not continue, and soon
Obviously, Liu Qing may become a vegetative state and remain in a coma.
Chen Siqi's eyes were red, and when she heard this, she couldn't help covering her face and crying.
Tang Ming comforted her and said, "Don't worry, Chen Shusiqi. Aunt Liu is a good person and will be rewarded. She will definitely wake up soon."
Chen Zhigang smiled bitterly, thinking these were words to comfort him.
Tang Ming didn't explain too much, turned around and looked at Aunt Liu's slightly pale face, and then without moving his expression, a wisp of pure innate spiritual energy passed over her.
"With the existence of the spiritual puppet amulet, Aunt Liu's body must not have been harmed."
"But after all, she had experienced a life-and-death moment. Facing such a tragic car accident, Aunt Liu was so frightened that she fell into coma."
Tang Ming thought to himself secretly and sat calmly on the edge of the bed.
Chen Zhigang and Chen Siqi had their backs to him. Naturally, they couldn't see that Tang Ming's eyes were filled with a ray of greenness at this time, and at the same time, a weak wave of spiritual soul rippled out.
Buzz... A gentle breeze blew in the ward.
Although Tang Ming tried his best to control a weak natal soul, this was after all the natal soul belonging to the Realm Immortal Lord. Once it appeared, it shook the world instantly.
The situation is exactly the same as in the Zhou family.
The natal soul of the Realm Immortal Lord cannot be withstood by the space barrier of the secular world. Even if it only appears a little bit, it is enough to affect the thunder and punishment of heavenly tribulation.
But Tang Ming still didn't care. The top priority now is to ensure that Aunt Liu recovers. As long as Aunt Liu is safe and sound, he can suppress it no matter how big the noise is! "Boom, boom--" Lightning and thunder thundered over the hospital, and the strong wind howled.
Fortunately, it was late at night and not many people paid attention, otherwise I would have been extremely surprised, because only the inpatient department of the hospital was shrouded in dark clouds, while the building next to it was not abnormal at all.
"Damn it!"
"I have shown my soul twice in a row, and this time the thunder disaster is probably going to fall!"
Tang Ming frowned suddenly, feeling anxious inside.
He suddenly heard a message from his soul: "You evil beast, help me resist this catastrophe. Don't let it land in the inpatient department of the hospital!"
"Roar!"
The Black Dragon Soul roared in his body, and the sound was very frightening. Isn't it asking for death to let him resist the thunder?
"Trash! The first thunderbolt in the secular world cannot kill you!"
"are you going?
If this thunder destroys my good deeds, I will kill you directly. If you help me, I will definitely benefit from you in the future!"
Tang Ming's face turned cold and serious: "Choose one of the two, it's up to you."
"Woo——" The black dragon soul murmured in grievance, and then turned into a thin black mist, following the corners of the wall and the cracks in the windows to the outdoors.