142: Chapter 143: Genocide

The thought that Moon Cliff Mountain and the hundred-mile radius around it would one day be their Zheng Family's territory made them feel that some sacrifices were worth it.

Their Old Ancestor truly had courage!

Since things were clear, everyone was getting restless.

The Huang Family was in such a state, what were they waiting for?

They were naturally happy to kick a man when he was down.

Thus, under Zheng Qingping's arrangements, the Zheng Family mobilized like a high-frequency operating machine.

The Zheng Family's unusual activity startled many Cultivators who were observing the situation, as well as the forces behind them.

What were they planning to do?

It was only when the Zheng Family's numerous brilliant spirit boats transformed into streaks of rainbow light and headed towards Little Moon Mountain that everyone awoke as if from a dream.

However, the confusion in their hearts was not resolved; instead, it grew even stronger.

Were they going to attack the Huang Family?

The Zheng Family must have gone mad; how dare they!

Don't think that just because the Huang Family conceded and retreated, they were easy to bully; no Foundation Establishment Family was weak.

They couldn't keep the Huang Family then, and now they were going to their territory to stir up trouble; was this a death wish?

Some leaders of various forces did not favor the Zheng Family, believing they were seeking their own demise.

However, they were also happy about it; the Zheng Family was like a giant rock pressing down on them.

If the Zheng Family wasn't destroyed, when would they ever rise?

But in that case, the Huang Family would grow stronger!

…Several spirit boats transformed into streaks of rainbow light in the sky, speeding towards Little Moon Mountain. As they drew closer to the Huang Family's ancestral land, the Zheng Family members began to prepare for battle.

Soon after, everyone descended above Little Moon Mountain.

The Huang Family Cultivators patrolling the mountain had already noticed something amiss.

Every force had its own territorial boundaries; entering without permission would be considered a provocation.

Therefore, generally, no one would brazenly park their spirit boat directly above another force's territory.

“Who dares to trespass on my Huang Family’s land?!”

The leader of the patrol team below roared angrily.

However, his answer was a sharp sword light.

Whoosh!

The sword light fell, and the person who had spoken died on the spot, scattering flesh and blood.

“Enemy attack!”

“Enemy attack!”

The few people behind him were terrified when they saw this, shouting loudly, trying to warn their clansmen.

But they were immediately turned into blood mist by the subsequent attacks.

“Zheng Family, how dare you bully my Huang Family like this! Are you not afraid of our Old Ancestor returning to seek an explanation from you?!”

The commotion here had already attracted the attention of the Huang Family Cultivators. Seeing the unfavorable situation, they quickly activated their protective Formation.

At this moment, a young man in a brocade robe stepped out from the crowd, his gaze cold as he looked at the Zheng Family members, who were brimming with Killing Intent.

His name was Huang Jingyang, the Young Lord of the Huang Family, and also the future Family Head of the Huang Family.

He was somewhat puzzled; hadn't the Old Ancestor and his father led the Family Cultivators to the Zheng Family?

How could the Zheng Family members appear here?

He had a bad premonition, but with the Family in danger, as the Young Lord, he had to take responsibility.

Zheng Qingping stood with his hands behind his back at the bow of the ship, looking down at Huang Jingyang below, a playful smile on his face.

“Seek an explanation? You’re probably going to be disappointed! I might as well tell you all, Old Huang has already been slain by my Zheng Family’s Old Ancestor. You all should just surrender obediently!”

“Impossible!”

“Don’t talk nonsense!”

The Huang Family members who heard Zheng Qingping’s words shrieked in disbelief.

The Old Ancestor was the pillar of their Huang Family; how could he be killed!

Huang Jingyang’s expression was uncertain; he didn’t know if the Zheng Family was bluffing or if it was true.

But if it was true, then the Huang Family was in danger today!

Quickly suppressing the unease in his heart, Huang Jingyang comforted the Huang Family members beside him.

“They just want us to fall into disarray! Don’t be swayed, fully activate the Formation, and wait for the Old Ancestor to return!”

“Heh heh, do you really think this Formation can stop us?”

Looking at the Huang Family members hiding within the grand Formation below, Zheng Qingping sneered.

With the information from Wu Daoren, he already knew the method to break the Huang Family’s Formation.

At this moment, he was too lazy to argue with Huang Jingyang anymore; whether they believed it or not, the Huang Family was doomed today!

“Zheng Family members, listen to my command! Focus your attacks on the Qian-position node in the true south of the Formation!”

“The Dui-position node in the southeast!”

“The Zhen-position in the northeast…”

Following Zheng Qingping’s command, the Zheng Family Cultivators all displayed their abilities, bombarding the corresponding Formation nodes.

In just a moment, the Huang Family’s protective Formation began to totter, its spiritual patterns flickering on and off.

Finally, to the horror of the Huang Family Cultivators, the various nodes of the Formation shattered, and a large opening was quickly torn in it.

“The Huang Family attacked my Zheng Family first, thus seeking their own demise! By the Old Ancestor’s command, they shall be exterminated!”

“Zheng Family members, listen to my command! All those of the Huang Family Bloodline shall be eradicated, not one left alive! Let the blood of the Huang Family appease the souls of our clansmen in heaven!”

Zheng Qingping’s expression turned cold, and he used a Spell to project his voice far and wide.

“Kill!”

“Kill!”

As Zheng Qingping gave the order, hundreds of Qi Refining Cultivators from the Zheng Family surged in, then dispersed, sweeping across the entire Huang Family.

In truth, the Huang Family was still in a state of confusion at this moment.

Because no one knew of the deaths of the Huang Family Old Ancestor and many high-ranking members, the Huang Family had even less preparation.

In their impression, shouldn't Old Ancestor Huang have returned victorious with the Family's high-ranking members? How could news of their deaths suddenly spread?

Moreover, the other party seemed extremely familiar with the Huang Family; their protective Formation was breached in such a short time.

They couldn't understand the scene before them, but there was no more time for them to think.

But seeing the many Zheng Family Cultivators rushing in with Killing Intent, they could only brace themselves and face them.

However, the Huang Family, hollowed out and without high-level combat power, was no match for the fierce Zheng Family Cultivators.

They were utterly defenseless, suffering heavy casualties after just one encounter.

Blood splattered, and heads rolled to the ground.

The Zheng Family members at this moment had transformed into the most vicious jackals, killing everyone they saw, regardless of gender, age, or youth, and chopping down anyone they encountered.

In an instant, the Huang Family's ancestral land turned into an endless purgatory.

Huang Jingyang looked at the scattered remains on the ground, his expression dazed.

At this moment, a Huang Family member covered in blood rushed over.

“Young Lord, the Family is probably doomed this time. Please leave quickly through the Family’s secret passage!”

Huang Jingyang snapped back to reality, a bitter smile on his face.

“Leave? In this vast Immortal Realm, where can I go?”

Seeing the Young Lord being stubborn, the clansman anxiously said,

“You are the Family’s only hope now. As long as you live, the Huang Family will not perish!!”

At this time, the slaughter continued within the Huang Family's ancestral land; every moment, clansmen fell in pools of blood.

He even saw a Zheng Family Cultivator tear a four-year-old child to pieces.

Huang Jingyang watched this scene, his eyes bloodshot, clenching his fists tightly.

“No! I won’t leave! As the Young Lord of the Huang Family, I shall live and die with the Family!”

“Heh heh, since your resolve is so high, then go down quickly and reunite with your clansmen!”

Huang Jingyang, who had just taken out his Magical Artifact and hadn't had time to activate it, was blasted into a bloody pulp by a Spell.

In the high sky, Zheng Qingping, who was overseeing the battle from the cloud boat, withdrew his hand and curled his lips in disdain.

“What a joke!”