Chapter 1304

Yet his path was blocked by Cao Zhengchun.

"Your Majesty, we'd better return to the main camp first. Within this Song City, I'm afraid there may be some trouble!"

The other party spoke with a respectful tone.

After all, this Song City could be considered one of the aristocratic families with some foundation.

Although his strength was powerful enough, the other party was, after all, a peak Saint realm expert.

Therefore, naturally, he would not be afraid.

Only upon hearing the sound, the corner of Ximen Wudi's mouth curved into an eerie arc.

He said slowly.

"Cao Zhengchun, you've apparently forgotten one thing — Song City now belongs to my Great Zhou!

Since Song Wang fails to appreciate the favor.

Let him witness the might of my Great Zhou!"

After the voice fell.

He walked toward the inner chambers of the residence.

And Cao Zhengchun couldn't help but be stunned.

He didn't understand what the other party was trying to do.

But he could only follow closely behind.

Only, he did not know.

After Ximen Wudi entered the residence.

The city lord came forward to greet him.

"The Han Emperor's arrival graces this humble dwelling — it shines with glory!"

He spoke in a fawning tone.

"You should be grateful that I didn't arrive too late. Otherwise, you'd already be a corpse by now!"

Gazing at the other party, Ximen Wudi spoke coldly.

And the city lord couldn't help but have his pupils contract.

Although Ximen Wudi had not explicitly stated who had wounded him.

But after connecting it with Ximen Wudi's earlier words, how could he not understand?

This Song Yu had been rescued by someone from Great Zhou.

He just wasn't clear why the other party wished to conceal this matter.

And at this very moment.

Behind Ximen Wudi, those disciples of the Song clan also rushed in.

Their bodies were trembling.

Panic shone in their eyes.

Because the battle just now had been far too terrifying.

Almost in the blink of an eye.

The guards of the City Lord's residence had been utterly annihilated.

Moreover, even that elder at the Eighth Layer of Saint realm had perished within this Song Fu.

Making them utterly terrified.

They didn't even have the courage to look at Ximen Wudi.

"Many thanks to Your Majesty for the life-saving grace!"

Song Yu spoke once more, bowing in salute.

"Enough, let us skip such pleasantries.

You may now do what you wish to do!"

Upon hearing Song Yu's voice, Ximen Wudi said slowly.

An unfathomable, inscrutable expression appeared on his face, impossible to read.

"Boom—!"

And just as his voice had barely fallen.

An ear-splitting rumble echoed throughout the entire Song Fu.

Then, dozens of buildings could be seen.

Collapsing simultaneously.

A thick blood mist billowed out.

It turned out that the city lord had already had his skull blasted apart by a single punch from Ximen Wudi.

Such a result startled everyone.

Not only Song Yu.

Within Song City, the remaining members of the various great clans nearly split their eyes with fury, never expecting Ximen Wudi to be so bold.

To actually strike down the city lord.

And just as everyone was stunned.

The direct-lineage clansmen of the Song clan came to their senses.

"Song Yu, you little wretch — you disregard the grace of upbringing my Song clan has shown you, and today you dare commit patricide. You shall be executed!"

As the voice rang out, the entire Song clan erupted.

Whether it was Song Yu or the disciples of the Song clan beside him,

a look of utter madness surfaced in their eyes.

Their father had poured how much toil into the Song clan.

Yet now, the other side was turning to devour his very own father.

How could they possibly endure it?

In an instant, their eyes blood-red, they lunged at Song Yu to kill him.

"Bang!"

But just at this moment, Ximen Wudi flicked out a single finger.

In a flash, the void itself shattered apart.

Two sword-finger strikes sliced through the void.

"Crack!"

Those two Song clan disciples were reduced to a mist of blood that scattered across the ground.

And upon seeing such a scene,

the fierce glint in the eyes of the surrounding crowd blazed even fiercer.

Casting all caution aside, they once again charged at Song Yu and the others to kill.

And the Song clan disciples, eyes nearly splitting from their sockets, did not dare to linger even half a step.

Following behind Ximen Wudi, they fled toward the outside.

But at this moment, Song Yu did not hesitate in the slightest.

He was the first to charge out.

Only, what he had not expected was—

just as they had barely left the Song clan manor,

the patriarchs of those great clans arrived leading the experts of their houses.

"Song Yu, you actually betrayed the clan—you deserve to die!"

A Song clan disciple roared in fury.

Then, standing beside him were several Song clan elders.

"Kill!"

Only, at this moment, how could Song Yu possibly care about his words?

The sharp sword in his hand hacked and slashed out in sweeping strokes.