Chapter 1589

"Ximen Wudi, are you blaming this old man? Blaming me for not killing you? But you must understand—my son is the hope of the entire Zhao Clan. I absolutely will not allow you to destroy the Zhao Clan!"

"So, go die!"

A furious roar shook heaven and earth, and then Zhao Lao's figure appeared above Ximen Wudi. He struck out with a palm, pressing down toward Ximen Wudi to suppress him!

"Boom!"

With this palm strike, Ximen Wudi's physical body was instantly smashed to pieces—not even scraps remained!

"Haha… Zhao Lao, this Ximen Wudi really did die well!"

"That's right, Ximen Wudi died far too easily. He actually tried to seize Zhao Yunfei!"

"Hehe, but this is even better—saves him from harming us while he's alive!"

The surrounding crowd buzzed with discussion, then dispersed one by one. None of them wanted to stay here, because this place gave off an eerie, spine-chilling feeling!

"Little beast! You actually dare to launch a sneak attack on this old man. Just you wait—I will definitely demand justice for my son!"

Zhao Lao roared in fury, then took a single step and vanished into the void!

……

And at the same time!

"Hum~"

In a secret chamber of the Ximen Clan, Ximen Wudi's corpse slowly opened its eyes, filled with venomous resentment, brimming with intense killing intent!

"Father, your son is unfilial. I failed to protect your son. Please forgive me for being unable to complete the task you assigned!"

A low voice rang out. Ximen Wudi pulled a jade bottle from his bosom, then tilted his head back and downed all the liquid inside in one go!

1309 The End of Days, is about to arrive

1309 The End of Days, is about to arrive

"Haha… Zhao Clan, you just wait for this young master. Your doomsday is about to arrive!"

……

"Ximen Wudi is dead, the Ximen Clan is about to suffer misfortune too!"

"Haha, this is the most valuable treasure in our Xuantian City. Looks like we're going to get rich again!"

……

The cultivators in Xuantian City began discussing it one after another!

And right at this moment, inside several giant palaces within Xuantian City, four old men slowly rose to their feet, their faces filled with savage expressions!

"Damned Zhao Clan, you actually dared to wipe out this old man's grandson. This debt, I will settle with you sooner or later!"

An old woman said through gritted teeth!

"Ancestor, should we strike now and kill that Zhao Lao?"

An elder asked!

"Strike, but not now. This old man will wait in Xuantian City for that little beast to appear. When that little beast shows up, I will definitely cut him down beneath my blade!"

The old woman said through gritted teeth!

"Yes!"

The other three old men said in unison, their eyes filled with venomous hatred!

……

In Xuantian City, within a secluded courtyard!

Ximen Wudi sat atop the roof, watching the scene below!

"Hehe, Zhao Lao, you finally can't stand this ending anymore?"

The corner of his mouth lifted, and Ximen Wudi revealed a faint smile!

Xuantian City!

Zhao Clan!

"Ximen Wudi, you actually betrayed the Zhao Clan. Your clan—I will definitely avenge my son!"

"Zhao Lao, rest assured. As for that Ximen Clan, I will make them vanish from this world!"

……

Hearing Zhao Lao's voice, Ximen Wudi's pupils suddenly constricted, then he let out a cold laugh.

"Since you're so impatient to seek death, then I'll grant your wish!"

"Whoosh!"

Ximen Wudi shot into the air, then stepped on the void and charged toward Zhao Lao!

"Zhao Lao, meet your death!"

"Zhao Lao, I will make you pay with your life for my son!"

Ximen Wudi's face was extremely ugly, his eyes blood-red, brimming with thick killing intent!

"Hmph!"

"You think a mere half-saint level little brat can kill this old man? How laughable!"

Zhao Lao snorted coldly and glanced at Ximen Wudi with disdain!

"Zhao Lao, no need to provoke me. I know your combat power is very strong, but in my eyes, you're still no match for me!"

"Today, I will personally kill you and avenge my Master!"

Ximen Wudi's voice was low, endless hatred surging in his eyes!

Zhao Lao, however, sneered: "Although Zhao Lao is already advanced in years, he still possesses the cultivation of the eighth level of the Heavenly Martial realm. What can a half-saint like you do?"

"Half-saint? In my eyes, that's nothing but trash!"

Ximen Wudi snorted coldly, and an overwhelming killing intent erupted from his entire body. He had now recovered to his peak state, and with the amplification of the "Sword Control Art," his strength was far more terrifying than before. The current Ximen Wudi was completely confident he could slay any powerhouse below the seventh level of the Heavenly Martial realm!

"Hmph, this old man underestimated you. To think you could go from a good-for-nothing to a Half-Saint — it seems you've been through quite a lot these past two years, haven't you?"

"Yes, I've been through a lot, but all of it was for revenge!"

Ximen Wudi looked coldly at Zhao Lao, and a sharp killing intent flashed in his eyes!

"Revenge? Ha… You do have some nerve, but unfortunately, with the likes of you, you simply can't deal with the Zhao family, let alone wipe them out!"

Zhao Lao sneered!.

1310 Still not worthy!

1310 Still not worthy!

Hearing this, Ximen Wudi gave a cold laugh and said: "I know you want to use me to lure the Zhao family away, then take your revenge on them. But I won't fall for your trick — you're still not worthy!"

"You—"

Zhao Lao's face instantly became unsettled, shifting between dark and light.

And Ximen Wudi said with a cold smile: "Zhao Lao, you really think you're some expert at the ninth level of the Heavenly Martial realm? In my eyes, you're nothing but a petty clown!"

"Zhao Lao, I don't want to waste any more time on your cultivation. If you know what's good for you, hand over those spirit stones obediently, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhao Lao said with a cold smile; "Ha… little mongrel, I admit I'm not your match, but do you really think that's all I've got?"

"If not, do you think you'd still be alive right now?"

"You're the young master of the Zhao family. My Zhao family can't cut you off root and branch, but if we capture you, I believe the Zhao family head certainly won't sit idly by. When that time comes, you'll beg to live and fail, beg to die and fail!"

Hearing Zhao Lao's words, Ximen Wudi was greatly shocked. He knew Zhao Lao was not only the Zhao family's ancestor, but also a Half-Saint. Now Zhao Lao was actually threatening the Weixiexi Sect, which left Ximen Wudi utterly stunned. He knew that Zhao Lao's target was not the Zhao family, but him!

"Zhao Lao! Exactly who sent you?"

Ximen Wudi looked at Zhao Lao with a solemn countenance and asked coldly!

"Hmph, I won't tell you, because it holds no value for you!"

Zhao Lao snorted coldly, then said with a cold smile,

"Is that so? In that case, you can go die too!"

Ximen Wudi's eyes narrowed at once, and with a wave of his hand, a tremendous surge of energy rippled out, instantly enveloping Zhao Lao.

Zhao Lao's face changed drastically.

"Th-this… what is this thing?"

Zhao Lao stared at his body in horror, then discovered that his body seemed to be sealed, unable to move even an inch!

"Zhao Lao, this is a seal!"

Seeing the look on Zhao Lao's face, Ximen Wudi gave a cold laugh, then continued: "In my eyes, your life is like an ant — all it takes is a light crush to grind you to death, so I advise you not to resist!"

"A seal — this little beast actually possesses a sealing artifact. It seems he's truly offended some faction!"