Chapter 152: Disaster of Extermination
The residence of the Strength Clan was like a magnificent forging palace.Read Complete Book At PA Treon In Advanced....
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Within the towering walls, the living area and the work area were closely connected, and more than 200 people of the entire clan lived here.
After the accident of Tai Tan, Tai Nuo had strengthened the defense of the sect.
The residence not only had towering high walls and heavy iron doors as barriers, but also patrols composed of soul masters and hidden sentries guarding day and night.
However, for Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and the masters of the Spirit Hall, these defenses were meaningless.
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In fact, it made their operation even smoother—they could take the opportunity to annihilate the entire Clan and ensure that not a single person escaped.
As night fell, Yue Guan and Gui Mei led hundreds of Spirit Hall masters and appeared silently around the residence.
These masters were all dressed in black, with their faces tightly wrapped in black cloth, revealing only a pair of eyes as cold as ice.
Tai Nuo suddenly woke up in a house inside the mansion.
He sensed danger, sat up abruptly, and opened the door to look outside.
When a long figure came into his sight, Tai Nuo's heart abruptly shrank.
That figure was like a god of death walking out of the darkness. The cold murderous aura radiating from the shadows made one's spine chill.
It was Gui Mei.
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A chilling sneer curled on Gui Mei's lips, as though he had already foreseen Tai Nuo's fear and despair.
Tai Nuo's mood grew heavier.
He knew this was a powerhouse from the Spirit Hall, but he hadn't expected them to strike so quickly.
Tai Nuo asked with composure,
"Who are you? Why have you trespassed into the mansion of the Strength Clan?!"
Gui Mei smiled faintly, his sharp eyes piercing the darkness like blades, directly stabbing into the depths of Tai Nuo's soul.
"The Strength Clan recognized Tang San, the son of Tang Hao, as their young master, and secretly forged powerful hidden weapons for him and the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect. Is that true?"
Tai Nuo's pupils shrank sharply, and the panic in his heart became even harder to hide.
"How do you know about that…"
Gui Mei sneered, cutting him off,
"You are already a dead man. You don't need to know too much."
Before he finished speaking, Gui Mei had already released his martial spirit and spirit rings, and the dazzling lights were blinding in the darkness.
Tai Nuo roared and released his mighty Gorilla Martial Spirit, trying to awaken the clan members and fight for a shred of hope.
But against a powerhouse like Gui Mei, his resistance was utterly powerless.
Gui Mei merely waved his hand lightly, and a purple-black skull appeared out of nowhere—without warning—and bit directly at Tai Nuo's neck.
Boom!
A loud explosion resounded.
The skull burst open, blowing Tai Nuo's burly body to pieces.
The deafening noise alarmed the clansmen in the mansion, and doors quickly opened as people rushed out to investigate.
For a moment, the entire mansion was brightly lit.
But what followed was a chorus of blood-curdling screams.
The masters of Spirit Hall had already ambushed every corner of the mansion in advance.
When Tai Long pushed open the door to see what was going on, a figure clad in black suddenly appeared in front of him.
"Who are you—?!"
Tai Long had only just reached the Soul Sect realm. In front of a Spirit Hall master, he had no power to resist.
Before he could finish his sentence, he was slain on the spot.
The mansion of the Strength Clan soon fell into dead silence.
Corpses lay strewn across the ground, and the air was filled with the thick stench of blood.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei exchanged a smile.
In less than ten minutes, they had wiped out all two to three hundred members of the Power Clan.
"Without the Strength Clan, who else would dare make hidden weapons for Tang San?"
"Old Ghost, let's go take a look at the warehouse."
They then made their way to the Strength Clan's casting area, where they found hundreds of semi-finished Zhuge Divine Crossbows.
"Destroy all of these. Burn the mansion. Don't leave behind any evidence."
"Yes!"
The semi-finished products were quickly destroyed by the Spirit Hall masters.
Soon after, the entire mansion was set ablaze.
Flames shot into the sky, drawing the attention of nearby residents.
By the time the city guards arrived, the Spirit Hall forces had already vanished.
This operation had gone off without a hitch. Not a single member of the Strength Clan survived.
Yue Guan and Gui Mei led the Spirit Hall masters and quietly departed Tiandou City, preparing to return to Spirit City to report the good news to Bibi Dong.
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In the dead of night, Yu Xiaogang suddenly woke from his dream, beads of cold sweat dotting his forehead as an inexplicable unease surged through his chest.
He sat up sharply. Through the window lattice, he could vaguely see a fire blazing in the distance—that was the direction of the Strength Clan.
A strong premonition struck his heart.
"Not good!"
Yu Xiaogang exclaimed and quickly got dressed.
Liu Erlong, startled by his sudden movement, awoke with a guarded expression.
"Xiaogang, what's wrong?"
Yu Xiaogang's face was grave.
"There's a fire in the direction of the Strength Clan. I'm afraid something's happened."
Liu Erlong's face turned serious.
"Then let's go check it out."
"Right. Call Flender too."
Yu Xiaogang quickly roused Flender, and the three of them rushed toward the Strength Clan's mansion.
The night wind was cool, blowing across the empty streets.
Their footsteps were swift, and their hearts heavy.
When they arrived at the Strength Clan's mansion, they saw the sky illuminated by fire, as if it were daytime. Thick smoke billowed up, blotting out the stars.
Soldiers were frantically trying to control the fire.
But it was no use. The flames raged uncontrollably, devouring everything in their path.
"How could this have happened…"
Yu Xiaogang's heart plunged to the bottom.
He knew—this was the work of Spirit Hall.
Just today, he and Flender had come to the Strength Clan and promised Tai Nuo that they would help them resist a potential ambush by Spirit Hall.
He had never expected the ambush to come so soon.
With such an inferno… there likely weren't any survivors left.
Yu Xiaogang was overcome with grief and fury. His fists clenched tightly, his nails digging deep into his palms—yet he felt no pain.
Flender and Liu Erlong looked equally grim, surveying the scene.
The outer wall of the mansion had collapsed in the flames. The buildings had been devoured and reduced to ashes.
The air was choked with the stench of burning flesh and blood nauseating to the point of sickness.
"Spirit Hall… you're truly ruthless!"
Flender roared in fury, his voice thick with rage.
As dawn broke, the fire finally began to die down.
Yu Xiaogang, Flender, Liu Erlong, and the soldiers began sifting through the ruins, hoping desperately to find even a single survivor.
But all they uncovered were scorched remains and shattered bodies buried in the rubble.
"No survivors… not even one…"
Yu Xiaogang's voice trembled. His eyes were bloodshot. He couldn't accept the truth.
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(End of this chapter)