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Chapter 1925: Chapter 1790: Brutality

"Kill!!"

Outside the ancestral hall of the Purple Demon Family, the battle cries shook the heavens as countless strong people from the Moduu Family and Sword Demon Family simultaneously attacked the defensive formation.

A sword light chills ten thousand miles!

The ancestor of the Sword Demon Family, Sword Demon Ancestor’s strength was indeed too powerful. Even without his Holy Weapon, his attack power was still incredibly fierce.

Similarly, the Demon Lord from the Moduu Family was extremely powerful. Every palm strike he delivered carried the might to pierce through eternity, hitting the defensive formation and shaking the strong people of the Purple Demon Family who maintained the formation, causing them to spew blood from the seven orifices.

"Going on like this isn’t a solution, let’s fight them to the death!"

Zixiao Fei’s eyes were filled with rage, shooting out two fierce killing lights as he spoke with murderous intent.

"We cannot afford to fight..."

Zixiao Yu said sorrowfully, "Currently, we can only secure the defense. If we let go of the defensive formation, our clan will perish!"

"But if this continues, we won’t be able to hold out much longer. Once the defensive formation is broken, we’ll be in a quandary, and we might lose a few combat powers; we might as well damn it!" Zixiao Fei gritted his teeth.

"Boom!"

As they were speaking, the defensive formation was shattered by Sword Demon Ancestor’s sword, instantly slicing several clan members in half, causing their untimely deaths.

"Ah..."

Zixiao Fei shouted out loud, "I’ll fight you to the death!"

With a roar, he soared into the sky, directly confronting the clan leader of the Moduu Family. The fierce punch ray pierced through the void, and the majestic death aura erupted, lowering the surrounding temperature considerably.

"Puff!"

Ye Fan executed just those six moves, but the punch rays were fierce, and combined with his extremely fast speed, no one below the peak of Demon Master could block his attacks. In a short period, more than fifty strong people from both families had died by his hands, forming a vacuum around him, where no one dared to approach his sharpness.

"You’re definitely not a person from the Purple Demon Family. Who the hell are you?"

A strong figure from the Moduu Family asked in shock and horror.

Ye Fan’s displayed combat power was genuinely terrifying, even compared to the strongest heirs from those top clans, likely none could match such formidable strength.

"I’m the one killing you!"

Ye Fan coldly shouted, stepping with Chasing Star Step, like a meteor catching up with the moon, and swiftly reached the strong figure from the Moduu Family, smashing his head with a punch.

Meanwhile, Zi Huan was trapped in a bitter battle, suffering multiple injuries. Although her combat power had qualitatively improved after refining the Death Spirit Divine Liquid, the gap compared to Ye Fan was still vast.

Surrounded by strong people from both families, she fought with exceptional difficulty. If not for the Holy Weapon in her hand, she would have long been unable to hold on.

"Brother Ye, save me!"

At that moment, the death energy within Zi Huan was nearly exhausted, barely able to wield the Holy Weapon to send out fierce sword radiance, fending off attacks from all around, but already far less powerful than at the beginning, facing life-threatening danger at any moment.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Responding to the cry, Ye Fan swiftly flicked his fingers, and the fierce finger beams, like the gaze of the Death God, instantly pierced through seven or eight strong individuals in the Demon Master realm from the Moduu Family and Sword Demon Family, instantly easing her pressure.

Meanwhile, the tragic battle officially began, with the defensive formation shattered, the last barrier of the Purple Demon Family had disappeared, forcing them to fight with their backs to the wall.

For a while, the battle cries shook the heavens, death aura pervaded, and killing light crisscrossed as they each relied on death energy for cultivation, being essentially the same, meaning the devouring and corrosion by death energy had no effect on them, relying solely on their own strength to determine victory or defeat, life or death.

"Roar!"

"Pointless struggle is futile!"

The Demon Lord of the Moduu Family let out a thunderous roar, collapsing nearby buildings entirely, dust rising all around, even causing unknown damage to the nearby mountain ranges.

However, the ancestral hall of the Purple Demon Family still stood firm, shimmering with runes which ensured the ancestral hall’s immortality over millennia.

Ye Fan and Zi Huan joined forces, clashing and rampaging together, causing countless deaths among the strong individuals from the Moduu Family and Purple Demon Family.

"Kill!!"

Zixiao Yu also fought fiercely, roaring loudly, activating the imprint left by his ancestor within himself, forcibly elevating his combat power to the Demon Venerate Realm, engaging in an unending battle with Sword Demon Ancestor.

Meanwhile, the elder who refined the Death Spirit Divine Liquid within the clan unleashed terrifying combat power, having lived for countless years with his hair utterly gone, yet possessing extremely terrifying strength, just a line away from breaking through to the Demon Venerate Realm.

However, in his lifetime, achieving this realm was impossible; he could only activate the imprint left by his ancestor within himself, unleashing part of the ancestor’s combat power.

He directly faced the Demon Lord of the Moduu Family, battling relentlessly, with no one able to approach within a thousand feet.

At their level, the phenomena of punch rays tearing through the sky wouldn’t appear; all their power was entirely restrained, only unleashing terrifying power of destruction upon striking the opponent.

"Slap!"

The elder of the Purple Demon Family casually delivered a palm strike, instantly collapsing space into a terrifying black hole that lingered for a long time without dissipating.

Moreover, during their exchanges, spatial cracks appeared between their fingers and palms, thus the impact wasn’t particularly extensive.

Yet, their aura was too overpowering, and ordinary cultivators who ventured near would inevitably be directly crushed by their terrifying aura.

The battle continued until sundown.

Both sides incurred extremely heavy losses; the elder of the Purple Demon Family paid the price of shattered bones and obliterated divine soul, severely injuring the Demon Lord of the Moduu Family, rendering him incapable of further engagement.

Meanwhile, Zixiao Yu managed to fight off the Sword Demon Ancestor desperately, appearing as if he’d been dragged from a pool of blood, with deep bone-revealing wounds all over, already beyond recovery, sustained solely by an unwavering will.

Zixiao Feizhan is dead, but he also fought to the death with the Clan Leader of the Moduu Family, inflicting heavy damage on them.

The great battle is over, and the setting sun is as blood!

Zi Huan is already unconscious, covered in scars everywhere, though not fatal, but extremely dangerous.

The strong people of the Purple Demon Family are almost wiped out, and even those remaining are wounded and unable to fight anymore!

Fortunately, the ancestral hall is still in their hands and hasn’t been seized; otherwise, the Purple Demon Family might have been erased from this world.

The entire ancestral land of the Purple Demon Family is in shambles, completely turned into wasteland, with countless corpses and broken bones piled up, blood pooling into small rivers, winding away into the distance.

At this moment, everyone’s gaze on Ye Fan is very complex.

If Ye Fan hadn’t proposed, perhaps the Purple Demon Family would have swallowed the momentary grievance, seeking revenge on the two clans later, avoiding today’s disaster.

However, looking at the unconscious Zi Huan in Ye Fan’s arms, no one could say anything.

This battle not only nearly obliterated the Purple Demon Family, but Ye Fan also participated in the great fight, killing countless strong people from the two clans. If it weren’t for him, perhaps the Purple Demon Family would have ceased to exist by now.

Moreover, the Clan Leader agreed to the matter, and everyone bears some responsibility; no one dares to pin all the blame on Ye Fan alone.

"Cough cough cough..."

A violent coughing pulled everyone’s thoughts back. Zixiao Yu lay half in the ruins, beckoning Ye Fan.

Ye Fan brought the unconscious Zi Huan before him, squatting down and said, "Clan Leader, what would you like to instruct?"

"Take care... cough cough... take care of Huan’er!"

Zixiao Yu coughed out several clots of blood, breathing smoothly only then, speaking intermittently.

"Yes, I will!"

Ye Fan nodded in agreement. Though he felt no belonging to the Purple Demon Family, he wouldn’t let Zi Huan, who had sincere feelings for him, die.

"Our Purple Demon Family is finished!"

Zixiao Yu said sorrowfully, "It’s all my fault, seeking momentary happiness without considering so much..."

At this point, he seemed to rally, his tone turning fierce, coldly saying, "But don’t think our Purple Demon Family is done, we’re not. Our Purple Demon Family will surely rise again."

Ye Fan listened silently, surprised in his heart; the Purple Demon Family was already in such a state, nearly exterminated, why did he say this?

"Listen, take Zi Huan and leave immediately for Ancient Demon City, once there, go to Ziyi Square to find Zi Xiaoyi, my brother. Explain our situation to him, let him help you register for the selection in Ancient Demon City; he knows what to do!"

"Additionally, have him seek out the Ancient Demon King in Ancient Demon City to preside justice for our Purple Demon Family, remember this well!"

Zixiao Yi pulled out a vintage pendant from his chest, handing it to Ye Fan with trembling hands, urgently saying, "Once he sees this, everything will be clear."

"Alright!"

Ye Fan took the pendant, nodding heavily, faintly feeling a trace of reluctance.

"I entrust you!"

Seeing Ye Fan agree, Zixiao Yu grasped his hand, uttering his last three words, then his head tilted, dying!

Given his injuries, surviving until now is considered a miracle; after settling the aftermath, free of worries, he couldn’t hold on any longer.

"Clan Leader..."

Behind Ye Fan, hearing the lamentation, although Zixiao Yu as Clan Leader lacked great power and had selfish motives, he generally was decent concerning the family, thus upon his death, the surviving direct lineage of the Purple Demon Family cried out in sorrow.

"Ancient Demon City..."

Determined light shot from Ye Fan’s eyes, genuinely wanting to see how extraordinary Ancient Demon City truly was.

With people in Ancient Demon City tied to the Purple Demon Family, naturally, they had the coordinates of Ancient Demon City.

Upon learning the coordinates, Ye Fan infused a pure Death Qi into Zi Huan, quickly treating her injuries.

Then, upon Zi Huan awakening and weeping, she donned black clothes and left the ancestral hall with Ye Fan, heading towards Ancient Demon City.

The dead cannot come back to life; Zi Huan understood this principle, thus wasn’t overly sorrowful.

Moreover, she knew leaving with Ye Fan meant seeking justice for the family, requiring haste in departure.

Most importantly, the Moduu Family and Sword Demon Family absolutely would not cease; next time they come, there might be no one able to withstand them.

Watching the receding figures of Ye Fan and Zi Huan, the surviving strong people of the Purple Demon Family were in a daze!

"Hopefully, they can successfully reach Ancient Demon City to seek justice for us!"

The wind rises, dust swirling, messing up their clothes and hair; they, too, have all the emotions humans can have.

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