Seeing their subordinates slaughtered wantonly, several high-level elders of the Lu Family wore grim expressions.
One of the middle-aged mages glared fiercely at the helicopter in the sky and growled, "I'll handle him."
As soon as he finished speaking, his pure white Wind Wings unfurled behind him and he flew into the sky. The remaining elders cursed inwardly: "Cunning bastard, only picks the soft ones to bully."
They saw a towering, sweeping black tide surging forth, brimming with profound Death energy, devouring everything in its path, carrying a momentum like mountains collapsing and seas overturning. They were forced to dodge in a panic.
In the sky, Mo Fan hurled down clusters of fireballs, when suddenly a gust of wind surged forth, causing the helicopter to shake violently and tremble, almost throwing him off.
He turned and cursed at the cockpit, "Old Zhao, how the hell are you flying this thing?!"
Up front was Zhao Manyan, drenched in sweat as he tried to steer, shouting, "It's a high-level Wind Mage down below! We're about to crash, jump out now! Damn it, I'm risking my life with you, and I stole my brother's private helicopter. If it goes down, he'll beat me to death!"
The two were forced to jump out midair. The helicopter was caught in the tornado, spinning dozens of times before being flung away. It spiraled down at an angle and crashed with a roar, a ball of blazing fire exploding in the forest.
Lu Jun, Mo Fan, and Old Zhao each fought separately, facing powerful enemies from all directions, many of whom were mid and high-level mages.
In an instant, this area was lit up with dazzling magical brilliance of all colors, illuminating the night sky in a swirl of seven-colored hues.
Eventually, Lu Jun, with a Water Avoiding Pearl hovering above his head, unleashed over a dozen Raging Wave: Breaking the Galaxy. By the fifteenth cast, the tide-like effects had already become overwhelming.
Crashhhhh!
Torrential celestial rivers came crashing down like a horde of dragons dancing wildly, ravaging the land. Giant boulders and towering trees were all destroyed. Billowing dust and smoke rose as the tide surged. One after another, Lu Family mages were engulfed, their wails echoing to the heavens, lingering without end.
The interweaving rivers carved out a network that gradually formed a lake, submerging the area several meters deep. The surging floods reached heights of over thirty meters.
Within the pitch-black lake, human mages' flesh melted away, leaving only white skeletons drifting and sinking, gone in the blink of an eye eroded until not even bones remained.
The Lu Family mages' morale plummeted. With too many casualties, they couldn't hold on and collapsed into a rout, each fleeing for their lives.
Seeing this, Lu Jun's expression remained cold. He allowed the low-level mages to escape, but as for the mid and high-level Lu Family elites, he let none go. Cloaked in the Ghost Fiend, he pursued them one by one, slaughtering them like chopping vegetables.
When the battle finally quieted down, the forest had been razed flat. The black tide had receded, leaving behind a vast emptiness and scorched traces of corrosion on the ground.
He had broken through the Lu Family's defenses and flew straight toward the main estate. Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan bravely followed.
Midway, from the trees on the roadside, a shadow squirmed. Ding Yumian's graceful figure emerged. Her beautiful eyes fixed on Lu Jun as she said, "Whatever you're doing, I'll go with you."
"You came?" Lu Jun was stunned, his mouth slightly open. With guilt, he said, "This time I dragged you into it."
"It's okay," Ding Yumian comforted gently. "I can't just sit by while you fight for me and do nothing. Don't worry, I won't reveal our secret unless it's absolutely necessary."
She was truly moved. Lu Jun had caused such a huge commotion for her. Now public opinion outside was in an uproar. What would come after was worrying.
The Soul of Vengeance originally felt annoyed, but after seeing Lu Jun's actions—which were very much to its taste it let it go.
Meanwhile, a seductive figure was flashing rapidly through the woods, drawing closer at high speed. She materialized into a stunning mature woman wearing the uniform of the Judgment Court, her voluptuous body perfectly outlined.
Tang Yue's red lips were slightly parted, her face mature and charming, yet showing obvious exhaustion. She had clearly rushed over all the way from Hangzhou.
Seeing Lu Jun unharmed, she breathed a sigh of relief. But when she caught sight of Ding Yumian's flawless beauty, she paused, quickly guessing her identity most likely the female lead of this entire incident.
But Tang Yue didn't mind. She looked at Lu Jun with firm resolve and said, "I've already brought the Totem Black Serpent. Whatever you want to do, just go ahead. My uncle is also a Totem Guardian. If the higher-ups really want to hold someone accountable, let him take the blame."
Hearing this, Lu Jun was dazed. Seeing the two women standing firmly by his side, his heart was filled with complex emotions. His efforts had not been in vain. What he longed for had finally echoed back.
Off to the side, Mo Fan and Zhao Manyan couldn't help but feel bitter. Having beauties was one thing Old Zhao had roamed the nightlife scene countless times; what kind of woman hadn't he had? But this kind of shared life-and-death, standing together through thick and thin, was truly rare in the world.
What's more, these two women weren't just ordinary beauties they were top-tier in both appearance and temperament.
Lu Jun snapped out of it. Seeing the people standing at his side, he declared coldly and murderously, "Alright, then let's storm the Lu Clan together."
He wasn't alone. Behind him were others his sister Lu Mei, Dean Xiao, Han Ji of Ancient Capital, and more. They might not make it in time, but they were all working tirelessly in the background, spreading the word and securing influence.
This time, he was fully prepared to wield the Ancient Royal Battle Robe and carve out a clear sky.
After all, whether it was the Totem Black Serpent or Ding Yumian's Soul Calamity powers, if they could be avoided, they would be.
When the group arrived in front of the Lu Clan's grand courtyard, surprisingly, it was already deserted. At the main gate sat a middle-aged man with a commanding presence, bloodshot eyes, smoking a cigarette.
Lu Jun recognized him as Councilman Lu Xin. His expression indifferent, he asked, "Where are the others?"
"All the irrelevant ones are gone. The ones closely tied to me all dead. Just now, the loyal subordinates who adored me, the uncles and cousins I held deep feelings for, were all slaughtered by you."
Lu Xin's tone was calm, revealing no emotion. He said, "Lu Jun, you've won. I'm all alone now. Kill me, and no one will ever dare lay a hand on your people again."
Upon hearing this, Lu Jun remained unmoved still cold and ruthless.
Mo Fan sneered, "If only you'd known this earlier, you wouldn't have ended up like this."
A moment later, Lu Xin flicked away the finished cigarette, stood up, his face twisted with madness, and said, "Come on. I've lost both my sons. Let's have a fight to the death. Either I drag you to hell with me, or you eliminate me and settle the score once and for all."
Lu Jun had never been one to fear. He waved his hand, signaling the others to retreat.
Tang Yue hesitated, but then remembered how Lu Jun had once slain Councilman Luo Mian in Hangzhou for her sake. He was a man full of hidden trump cards he wouldn't act without confidence.
Besides, the Totem Black Serpent was watching over him here.
The group took a few steps back. Suddenly, a dense green fog surged forward, rolling and coiling, engulfing the Lu Clan's courtyard and stretching for over ten kilometers like a massive emerald dome, shrouding all in mist and obscuring sight.
Inside, Lu Jun looked up at the cage formed by the mist. He released the souls of Lu Zhantian and Lu Yilin, speaking faintly: "I told you I'd make you witness the agony of your loved ones dying with your own eyes. Remember next time not to use despicable tricks."
The two brothers' souls had long been ravaged by curses, reduced to barely human forms. Their eyes were blank, unable to believe that Lu Jun had single-handedly brought the Lu Clan to the brink of annihilation.
Lu Xin saw this and his face twisted hideously. "You! Damn you! You're nothing short of a demon!"
"Who's any better? Cut the crap. Let's settle this once and for all."
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