135: Don't stay

Zheng Qingping felt a shiver run down his spine, a chilling sensation creeping over his entire body.

Although he couldn't see the Divine Soul, he could feel the coldness permeating the surroundings.

Moreover, with Wu Daoren's actions, the Old Ancestor's aura completely vanished in that instant, and his Physical Body fell limply.

So it wasn't hard to guess what Wu Daoren had done.

The Clone gnawed on Zheng Tianming's Divine Soul nearby, while Lu Ming examined his Physical Body.

Although his Qi and blood were decaying, he was, after all, once a Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Cultivator; adding some spiritual Materials could maintain him at the Early Stage Foundation Establishment without much issue.

However, just as Lu Ming was about to begin refining, an angry shout echoed from afar.

"Zheng Yaohuo! What did you do to the Old Ancestor!"

Turning his head, he saw a streak of sword light shooting from a distance, with a figure standing on it.

Lu Ming frowned; there were always so many annoying flies.

However, he didn't act immediately, because he sensed another aura rapidly approaching.

Before long, two figures appeared one after another in the courtyard.

It was Zheng Yaoxing and Zheng Yaofeng.

They stared in disbelief at their Old Ancestor, who lay on the ground, completely devoid of life.

"What exactly happened! What have you done!"

Zheng Yaoxing, like an enraged lion, looked at Lu Ming with sharp eyes.

Zheng Yaofeng, on the other hand, looked at his son.

"Qingping, what happened here?"

Zheng Qingping looked at his father, his face full of bitterness.

"Father, you shouldn't have come."

"What?"

Zheng Yaofeng looked confused; he couldn't understand what he meant.

"The deep bond between father and son ends here. Since everyone is present, you can all die now!"

Lu Ming watched this scene, his heart completely unmoved.

A family should be together, all neat and tidy, to save Lu Ming the trouble of finding them one by one.

"Zheng Yaohuo, what nonsense are you spouting!"

"No, you're not him! Who are you!"

Zheng Yaoxing, as the Zheng Family Patriarch, was no fool.

He had already noticed something was wrong.

Although the person's face was identical to his younger brother's.

His demeanor and actions were vastly different, and the way he looked at them was as if he was looking at dead men!

This caused a strong premonition of unease to arise in Zheng Yaoxing's heart.

He quickly brought out a crimson long banner, and as he waved it, fiery Dragon tornadoes appeared one after another; this was clearly a top-tier Magical Artifact.

Not only that, he also took out a protective Magical Artifact, a jade shield, also a top-tier Magical Artifact.

The Zheng Family's profound heritage was evident.

Zheng Yaofeng reacted a beat slower, but he also brought out a long green sword that hovered around him.

Feeling the protection of their Magical Artifacts, a slight sense of security finally settled in their hearts.

"Your Excellency, who exactly are you, to dare trespass into my Zheng Family? Are you not taking us seriously enough!"

"I advise you..."

"You talk too much nonsense!"

Before the two could finish speaking, Lu Ming impatiently interrupted them.

The next moment, a terrifying fluctuation of magical power emanated from Lu Ming's body.

With a thought, a long halberd radiating dark Devilish Qi appeared in Lu Ming's hand.

At this moment, his magical power surged, and his entire body exuded a fierce, tyrannical demonic intent.

Feeling the terrifying pressure belonging to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, both their faces changed dramatically, and their bodies began to tremble.

"This is bad, it's a Foundation Establishment Cultivator! Attack together!"

Zheng Yaoxing shrieked.

Waving the crimson long banner in his hand, the raging flames transformed into a giant fiery Dragon that lunged at Lu Ming.

"Crimson Flame Sword Art, Haste!"

Zheng Yaofeng didn't dare to delay, muttering incantations.

The green sword suddenly grew larger, transforming into a giant sword dozens of feet long that slashed down.

"Nothing more than that!"

Lu Ming chuckled mockingly.

This was a good opportunity to test the full power of the 'Eight Desolations Fissure Abyss' on the two of them.

He saw the long halberd in his hand transform into an overwhelming, sky-filling array of halberd shadows.

Halberd light swept across the sky!

It descended like a reversed Milky Way.

The giant fiery Dragon summoned by the crimson long banner was easily torn apart, its Dragon head letting out a mournful cry before instantly dissipating.

The next moment, the Devilish Halberd transformed into a black-red halberd light that shot into the sky, then transformed into a heavy halberd over ten feet long that smashed down.

Although the green giant sword was of the same grade as the Devilish Halberd.

The power it wielded was worlds apart.

The moment the sword edge collided with the halberd edge, cracks spread from the point of contact.

Green light leaked from the cracks, and the giant sword wailed.

The next moment, it shattered with a crash.

The Devilish Halberd swept across the sky, its momentum undiminished, and slashed horizontally towards the two of them.

Fissure Abyss!

Zheng Yaoxing frantically activated the jade shield.

However, it was useless.

Rip!

An irresistible force descended, and Zheng Yaoxing and Zheng Yaofeng, along with their Magical Artifacts, were cut in half at the waist.

Thud! Thud!

Several dull thuds echoed in the field.

The battle ended too quickly; the two had no power to resist in front of a Foundation Establishment Cultivator.

At this moment, the two had not died immediately, nor had they even felt the pain.

Zheng Yaoxing looked blankly at the sky.

Things had happened too suddenly, and he had too many questions in his heart.

Who was this person?

Where had Zheng Yaohuo gone?

Finally...

Am I going to die?

On the other side, Zheng Yaofeng, who was left with only his upper body, looked at Zheng Qingping with a frantic expression, roaring.

"Why! Why!"

However, the only response he received was Zheng Qingping's indifferent gaze.

"There's no 'why', I just want to live, that's all!"

At this moment, Zheng Qingping had understood many things.

Whether he wanted to or not, he couldn't change anything.

Instead of self-inflicted emotional turmoil, it was better to follow fate.

"Unfilial son! Unfilial son!"

Pfft!

Zheng Qingping stomped down, crushing his father's head into a pulp.

Then, as if seeking credit, he looked at Lu Ming.

Lu Ming watched this scene, expressionless, but his heart was chilled.

Damn it, I only wanted to support a Puppet Patriarch, I never thought of cultivating a schemer.

Killing one's father to prove one's Dao! How terrifying!

"This child is so ruthless, he must not be kept!"

Lu Ming had already sentenced Zheng Qingping to death in his heart.

Once he had stabilized the Zheng Family for him, he could join the glorious evolution.

Lu Ming didn't want to keep such a person by his side.

You can be mediocre, even dull, but you just can't be too outstanding.

If you have ability, then you are guilty!

However, Lu Ming praised him on the surface.

"Not bad!"

Zheng Qingping's face lit up with joy; this pledge of allegiance was worth it! He didn't feel any sadness about his father's death.

Moreover, his proactive action was also to dispel Wu Daoren's concerns.

After all, if he was worried that he, a father-killer, might harbor resentment, what if he wasn't given an important position?

He just didn't know that doing so had instead made Lu Ming wary.

"You clean up the scene; the commotion here is too great, someone might come to investigate.

This Lord is going into seclusion; don't let anyone disturb me!

When this Lord comes out of seclusion, it will be time for you to become the Patriarch!"

Lu Ming gave his instructions, then tossed Zheng Qingping a token imbued with his aura.

"If anyone is ignorant, take out the token. Any other matters can wait until I come out of seclusion!"

"Senior, rest assured, Junior will arrange everything properly!"

Zheng Qingping loudly promised Lu Ming.

"Call me Old Ancestor!"

"Yes... Old Ancestor!"

Ignoring Zheng Qingping, Lu Ming carried Zheng Tianming's corpse and entered the seclusion chamber.

He had only recently died; refining him promptly would preserve more of his strength, so there was no time to delay.

As for matters outside, if Zheng Qingping couldn't even handle this much, then he might as well die early.