Chapter 1308

It was only because of various restrictions that his advancement had been delayed.

However, now things were completely different.

When the golden-yellow magical power circulated within his dantian.

It caused his strength to be completely stabilized at the Eighth Heaven of Saint.

With this mission complete, Ximen Wudi also let out a sigh of relief.

Although he had suffered considerable losses in this battle, on the whole it was still a gain—after all, the Song family's strength was not weak.

To be able to obtain such enormous benefits.

It was not a loss.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the people of the Song family, upon receiving the news.

The entire Song family was plunged into shock.

Especially Song Yuan, who was so frightened that his whole body was trembling.

His own son was dead, and moreover, dead within the Song family itself.

How could he remain calm.

"Quick, notify the people of the Divine Court!"

Song Yuan shouted.

His face was exceedingly grim.

Now that his own son was dead.

His only hope lay in those powerhouses of the Divine Court.

"Report! To inform the Family Head, people have come from the Divine Emperor's Mansion.

They say that by Your Majesty's command, you are to hand over the position of Family Head and surrender to the Divine Emperor's Mansion!"

However, just as Song Yuan's voice had barely fallen.

A flurry of urgent voices rang out.

It was the powerhouses of the Divine Palace who had rushed over.

Upon hearing the voice, Song Yuan's face could not help but change.

He knew that the target of these people from the Divine Court was likely himself.

He just didn't know how the other party had found him.

And at this moment.

A figure walked in.

His appearance was extraordinarily handsome.

However, he was leading a squad of Divine Court Forbidden Guards.

Moreover, his strength was not weak—the man at the head was unmistakably the Second Divine General under the Divine King.

"Greetings, Brother Song Yuan. I wonder why you've summoned us here—what is the matter!"

The Second Divine General, who had just entered the room, spoke up.

A teasing look appeared in his eyes as he gazed at Song Yuan, as though admiring prey.

"Hmph, the Song family's assets—surely you don't intend to swallow them all yourself.

Today you must leave everything behind!"

Song Yuan said coldly.

He could no longer be bothered with how the other party might deal with him.

After all, his son was already dead, and there was still the position of Family Head.

Why should he hold back any longer.

"Haha, Song Yuan, you think too highly of yourself.

Do you believe that with the likes of you, I'm still not worth using private punishment on?

How about this—I'll give you a choice.

Submit to the Divine Emperor's Mansion, and I won't touch you.

Otherwise, you should know what will happen, right?

Remember, you are the ninth-generation Family Head—don't let me down!"

Song Yu's father, the Second Divine General, said with a smile.

And upon hearing the other's voice, Song Yuan's heart could not help but be startled.

The other party was threatening him.

Moreover, they had said that in this life he was the ninth Family Head of the Song family.

This caused his heart to tighten involuntarily.

However, he did not speak.

Instead, he walked toward the outside of the great hall.

Since the decision had already been made, what reason was there to hesitate in the slightest.

And after he left.

The entire Song family was met with an air of murderous solemnity.

The clansmen of the Song family, upon seeing Song Yun appear.

All knelt and bowed to the ground.

"Greetings, Family Head!"

"Rise!"

Song Yun opened his mouth and said.

After that, he stood in place.

A trace of fierce light flickered in his eyes.

He felt the pressure.

Because, from these guards, he caught the scent of danger.

And at this moment, Ximen Wudi was still cultivating behind closed doors, utterly indifferent to the fate of outsiders.

He understood in his heart that only by growing stronger himself—

Would the upper echelons of the Divine Court dare not offend him lightly.

Therefore, he needed to raise his cultivation as much as possible.

During this period, he could feel that a breakthrough could come at any moment.

Moreover, this time Song Yu had, in a way, delivered him no small a gift.

Not only the resources of the Song clan, but more importantly—

He had also helped Ximen Wudi raise his realm by quite a bit.

He had now reached the sixth level of Half-Step Sage; with only one final push, he could break through.

Still, even so, it was enough.

He believed that, once the Song clan was wiped out—

The upper echelons of the Divine Court would surely take notice of him.

When the time came, slowly seeking out an opportunity to break through would not be bad either.

And just as Song Yuan's words fell—

A fifth-level Sage elder kept calling out.

It's just giving it away to others, isn't it?

"Clan Head, the foundation our Song clan has built over several hundred years—are we truly to hand it over to others?"

His tone carried a thread of unwillingness.

"Hmph, if not, is there any other way!"

Song Yuan roared.