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"Zaixing asked me to tell you that the great favor has been repaid, and he no longer owes the Angel Family!"
Han Tianyi's mental strength, at the peak of the Spirit Domain Realm, carried his voice throughout the heavens and earth, heard by everyone in the Southern Legion.
Upon hearing this, Le Zhengyang's hair stood on end. He quickly caught Le Zhengyu, checked his pulse, and his Face instantly turned pale.
He blinked, then sensed it two or three more times, suddenly roaring up at the sky, his long beard flying wildly: "Eight sacrifices, eighty years of Lifespan! How could this be? Why did it come to this!"
Han Tianyi's face was cold and bleak, and he sighed inwardly.
Feng Zaixing's sacrifice talent was learned from the Angel Family, and now, burning half of his life's Lifespan, it was considered fully repaid.
Le Zhengqing, Le Zhengyu's father, and others turned pale with fright. They fumbled to grab Le Zhengyu and sense him, thinking Le Zhengyu had lost eighty years of Lifespan.
"You scared me to death, Zhengyu is fine." Le Zhengyu's father patted his chest, finding that his son's life energy was not only unharmed but also more abundant than ever before, even surpassing his own.
Le Zhengqing said in surprise, "Not only is he fine, but his Spirit seems to have evolved. His Spirit has a divine quality, taking the form of a Seraphim. Could it be that our Old Ancestor appeared—ah!"
Le Zhengyang suddenly turned, punched his second son, sending him flying off the floating island. His eyes were a mix of murderous intent and familial affection, his shoulders and face trembling continuously, and his teeth grinding.
The old Quasi-God was like an enraged lion or tiger, his eyes filled with Evil Qi. He scanned each familiar face, gritting his teeth.
"Clever my whole life, foolish for a moment. I actually let you all do this, you all—"
Overwhelmed by anger, Le Zhengyang's chest felt constricted, and his mind was flooded with sorrow. Even though he regretted it immensely, he couldn't bring himself to act now.
His second son, Grandson, and some other clan members had conspired to assassinate Yu Xin, intending to "intimidate" her. By the time he found out, it was too late.
He hated these descendants for their recklessness, but it was impossible for him to purge his own Family. With a group of his descendants kneeling before him, begging, how could he be so cruel?
He had originally planned to offer a few Southern families to apologize to Feng Zaixing after some time; but he underestimated Feng Zaixing's resolve.
He would rather break than bend, trading life for life.
Le Zhengyang looked at Han Tianyi, a hint of desolation in his old eyes: "Did he only say that sentence?"
Han Tianyi said, "From now on, he will no longer use any unique techniques of the Angel Family; the Legacy spirit soul he received from you would harm his Cultivation if stripped. He had Le Zhengyu bring two Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo, and the resources given to Le Zhengyu are enough to compensate for that Legacy spirit soul."
Le Zhengyang's Face saddened as he looked at Le Zhengyu, whose head was bowed low.
Le Zhengyu shivered and said hoarsely, "Boss said it like this—"
After relaying Feng Zaixing's words verbatim, Le Zhengyang gave two bitter laughs and collapsed onto the ground, his expression shifting between laughter and tears.
"To be so resolute, indeed, throughout history, countless Prodigies value the word 'love' most. Yun Ming killed his way to Bright Capital for a woman, and you won't yield an inch either; my Angel Family's reputation is also ruined—"
On the Douluo Continent, love has always been paramount since ancient times; Feng Zaixing breaking with the Angel Family because of Yu Xin pained Le Zhengyang, but it didn't surprise him.
How many of the current top powerhouses don't have a deeply etched romantic history?
Compared to the Rakshasa God and Angel God of yesteryear, Feng Zaixing can be said to have seen things through from beginning to end. Sacrificing eighty years of his Lifespan to complete Le Zhengyu, the world would not blame him for being ruthless, but rather praise his true affection.
As for the Angel Family, they were naturally heinous. Assassinating Feng Zaixing's lover while he was in seclusion healing, causing him to lose another half-life's Lifespan as soon as he emerged, their harm was far greater than that of an Evil Soul Master.
"Zheng!"
Just as the Le Family members were bustling about, comforting Le Zhengyang, several clear sword hums suddenly echoed from beyond the sky.
Thousands of Emperor Swords streaked across the sky, like a Nine Heavens waterfall descending upon the earth, striking directly at the Southern Legion's station, sweeping up several Titled Douluo figures. Soon, some people turned into blood mist amidst screams.
"Long Tianwu, what are you doing!"
Deep beneath the Le Family, Le Zhengen emerged from his seclusion, wielding Holy Light to attack the source of the Emperor Swords, Long Tianwu, who was descending from the Void Realm with a sword.
"Your Angel Family is lax in managing its subordinates; I'll clean house for you!"
Long Tianwu said coldly, her Emperor Sword erupting with countless rays of kingly brilliance, combining with Su Mengjun's sword, its momentum directly approaching that of a Quasi-God.
Le Zhengen was in poor condition from emerging early from seclusion. Long Tianwu, having received some sword Dao insights from Feng Zaixing given to Ji Juechen, and having participated in multiple campaigns to destroy Hidden Families, now possessed all six Spirit Bones. At this moment, she even had a hint of harmonious unity.
The Emperor and God Twin Swords intertwined, fiercely overpowering the Sacred Angel!
On the floating island, the Le Family's powerhouses soared into the sky, one after another, Angel light projections rising, intending to assist Le Zhengen.
But soon, they were swept back by a burst of sky-shattering spear light.
The Void Realm twisted, and Guan Yue, clad in magnificent armor, arrived wielding the Heaven-Transcending God Spear, majestic as a descending God General. Behind him, figures of War Gods emerged, including A Ruheng, totaling thirteen people.
Yu Guanzhi then appeared, holding a divine brush, shaking his head and sighing softly.
"Things are unpredictable. I never thought the War God Hall's second major deployment would be here."
Le Zhengyang suddenly looked up and gave a bitter smile: "You came so quickly."
Yu Guanzhi chuckled, his pupils chilling: "Your son and grandson have dirty hands, conspiring with those Hidden Sects to assassinate my granddaughter. I've waited until today to demand an explanation, which is giving you a lot of Face!"
Le Zhengen flew over, gritting his teeth and saying, "Aren't you afraid of affecting the overall situation by attacking us!"
"When you moved against me, did you ever consider the overall situation?"
Yu Xin appeared beside Yu Guanzhi, waved her sleeve, and shouted, "Le Family Head, you want to exterminate us, but you've forgotten that with Shrek fallen, your existence is no longer important!"
"You want to abandon and destroy us, but we can also completely flatten your Southern families!"
Le Zhengen's Face turned pale. Just as he was about to say something more, Le Zhengyang stepped in front of him and shouted to the surroundings, "Who else has come? Show yourselves!"
"Zaixing, since you're here, don't you even want to show your Face?"
The world was silent for a few seconds, then a soft sigh echoed from the sky.
"I originally intended to come a few years later, but the Yu Family wants to settle scores, and the time is ripe, so I had to come early."
Under numerous gazes, the eastern Void Realm twisted, and a young figure with graying hair walked out. His bright eyes were filled with vicissitude, as if he had experienced countless changes in the Mortal World.
Hundreds of black mechs appeared behind him. The One Heart Society poured out; Kong Yao and Luan Hongchen, one on his left and one on his right, guarded him in the center. The powerhouses of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy came out in full force!
As the graying hair entered his sight, Le Zhengyang's pupils contracted sharply, his lips moving, unable to speak.
"Alas—"
Feng Zaixing sighed softly, his calm voice spreading across the dome of the sky: "Everyone, show yourselves."
Suddenly, overwhelming Spirit light descended from all directions.
"Caw~!"
In the west, a Sky-fire Giant Phoenix tore through the air. Leng Yaozhu, barefoot, stepped on the fire Phoenix, its red glow reflecting the blue sky. Every feather exuded the power to incinerate mountains and boil seas, carrying the powerhouses of the Phoenix Family.
"Everyone, long time no see." Leng Yaozhu smiled in all directions.
"This, Quasi-God!" Le Zhengen's pupils quaked. Leng Yaozhu's aura was overwhelming, making it difficult for him to breathe. She had clearly taken the final step, reaching the Quasi-God Realm!
But with her talent, how did she take that final step?
Le Zhengyang sensed something and closed his eyes in pain.
"The Titan Family, by order of Director Feng, has come to assist!"
A new Limit aura erupted. Yuan En Tiandang and Yuan En Zhentian, father and son, occupied the southern position. Yuan En Zhentian's Qi was like a deep abyss, and the Titan Giant Ape's light projection was boundless and majestic. Large swathes of the Void Realm shattered, and the Titan Giant Ape's light projection connected with the sky, like an ancient beast tide.
The might of a Quasi-God, the third Quasi-God!
"How can this be?" Le Zhengen's expression was dazed. When did the world have so many Quasi-Gods?
The crowd in the Southern Legion stirred. Some agility-attack system masters, confident in their speed, fled into the air.
"Bang!"
Space cracks suddenly ripped open above the military camp, like a giant beast opening its deep, dark maw, devouring the terrified Southern Family masters.
A mental force, like a mountain flood breaking through the earth, enveloped the heavens and earth. Yu Guanjun appeared, stepping through space, his eyes emitting three feet of golden glow, arriving with thousands of elites from the Central Legion, and chuckled at the Le Family members: "With Zaixing's help, this old man broke through to the Divine Origin Realm; your assassination of my Yu Family members has finally given this old man a chance to vent!"
Throughout the heavens and earth, eight Limit Douluo displayed their power, four of whom were Quasi-Gods, enough to utterly defeat any powerhouse in the current era!
Feng Zaixing walked out, looked at Le Zhengyang and Le Zhengen, and said from afar, "Today's matter is a foregone conclusion, Old Ancestor, Family Head, it's time for you to make a decision."
Le Zhengyu's father gritted his teeth and said, "What a Feng Zaixing, what a Twelve-Winged Angel! Grandfather's kindness to you was as heavy as a mountain, yet for a woman, you want to destroy my Angel Family's centuries-old foundation!"
Feng Zaixing raised an eyebrow: "What are you? I have not received your favor, who permits you to question this Venerable One!"
As he spoke, a mental force like a Small World erupted, pressing Le Zhengyu's father back repeatedly from a distance, causing him to spit out several mouthfuls of blood with a "wah."
After the Titan Family emerged from seclusion, Feng Zaixing's mental force had stabilized in the Spirit Domain Realm. The feedback from burning eighty years of Lifespan and the life sapling absorbing five Evil Soul Master Titled Douluo continuously nourished his sea of consciousness, allowing him to break through several stages and become formidable even within the Spirit Domain Realm.
Le Zhengyu's father was only at the Middle Stage of the Spirit Abyss Realm, completely powerless to resist.
Le Zhengyang stared fixedly at this scene of complete estrangement, slowly stood up, and said sorrowfully, "My Angel Family admits defeat, but I only wish for my clan to remain; do not slaughter wantonly."
Feng Zaixing shook his head: "Old Ancestor, you should know that when I act to eliminate evil, I do it thoroughly; do not interfere further, and I will ensure your lineage can still be passed down for a long time, otherwise—"
After speaking, his expression turned cold: "Kill, but anyone who resists will be killed without mercy; from this day forward, there will no longer be an independent Southern Legion in the Federation."
"Good!" The powerhouses from all sides responded. Hundreds of black mechs unleashed colorful gunfire, and various latest spirit tools of the Federation bombarded the Southern Legion's main camp, covering the locations of the Southern families.
Eight Limit Douluo and numerous powerhouses displayed their skills, like fierce tigers descending from the mountains, unstoppable, spilling thousands of piles of blood.
"Ah ah—" Le Zhengen could no longer bear it and fought back. The Yuan En father and son punched his Dantian, Kong Yao propped up the Sun Moon Light Wheel to dismember his arms, and Luan Hongchen used a spirit tool heavy cannon to blast the Sacred Angel into smithereens.
Xu Pojun, adhering to the principle of helping whoever wins, appeared. His Purple Radiant Dragon Claw pierced through Le Zhengen's chest, taking back a blood flower, a cruel smile on his Face.
"Farewell."
"Ah!" Le Zhengen screamed, his life force instantly extinguished.
A demigod fell.
A similar scene unfolded in other parts of the battlefield. Le Zhengqing, the mastermind of the assassination, was personally hunted down by Yu Guanzhi, who conjured several black giant Dragons to tear him apart alive.
A Ruheng, Gu Yue, Naer, Xu Miao, Wang Wen, Long Chen, Yu Xin—one by one, the core members of the One Heart Society unleashed all their abilities, impacting the battlefield. The Southern families' defenses were quickly turned to shreds, blood splattered, and corpses rained down.
The earth turned into a meat grinder, with dozens, even hundreds, of lives disappearing every second. This was a bloody elegy; the independent Southern families were destined to bleed and die today.
"All of you stay here, don't move even if you die!"
Le Zhengyang cried out in pain, holding down more than ten young Le Family members.
Yu Guanjun, Leng Yaozhu, and Guan Yue formed a triangular encirclement. Le Zhengyang had no will to fight, crying out in pain: "Enough, you've killed enough! I can send them all to the Abyssal Battlefield, or anywhere else, I beg you to spare their lives!"
Feng Zaixing floated down and said, "Not one person involved in the assassination can be left alive. The others, kneel now and swear allegiance to the Federation, disband your families, and I will spare your lives."
"Let me tell you, this is just the beginning. Those within the Yu Family who were involved have all been purged; I am very regretful that it has come to this."
Le Zhengyang wept: "If I had known this, I should have explained it to you earlier!"
Feng Zaixing sighed: "You shouldn't have implicated others. With Yu Xin involved, the situation was no longer under my control; and Old Ancestor—"
He widened his eyes: "I hate traitors most in my life! I am not a dog of the Le Family, to be summoned and dismissed at will, nor a blade to be controlled and discarded by you!"
"Whenever I made gains, I never forgot the Le Family, never forgot you and Zhengyu. But your descendants treated me as their subordinate dog; I am a human, I have my own thoughts!"
"I helped Zhengyu evolve his Spirit. Your descendants, knowing the truth, would surely become insatiably greedy. If the Le Family is not destroyed, I will surely suffer at their hands in the future!"
Le Zhengyang stared blankly at him, suddenly much looking older: "Indeed."
Upon hearing this, the Le Family members all turned ashen.
Of the five military families, the Le Family would cease to exist.