Li Xiaoqiang walked into the castle, seeing countless corpses of black-robed men sprawled all over the ground.
In the hall, the twenty-eight elders of the Li Family all approached Li Xiaoqiang. Li Feiyang stared at Li Xiaoqiang and said, "Did you kill Zhan Wuji?"
Li Xiaoqiang smiled and replied, "Reporting to the Family Head, he has been killed!"
Li Feiyang's weary eyes finally showed a hint of relief. He extended his hand, patting Li Xiaoqiang's shoulder, "Ah, Xiaoli, you've really worked hard. I never expected such a genius like you would emerge from my junior brother's descendants. Is he doing well now?"
Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and said, "My grandfather exhausted his spiritual power for the sake of our world, became a mortal, and then passed away!"
Li Feiyang paused for a moment and said, "My junior brother truly endured hardships. I didn't expect he would raise such an outstanding descendant like you! Let's go!"
