The Strongest Dandy in the City Chapter 2377 - 2366: You Dare Call Yourselves Sovereigns?

The moment the Zhou clan's ancestor, Zhou Niantian, uttered his words. The attending cultivators grew pale, realizing escape was impossible with Zhou Niantian and Zhou Wufeng blocking the True Dragon Hall's entrance. They dreaded becoming prey to the ghastly Zhou members.

"Zhou Niantian, what is the Zhou clan's objective? You practice malevolent cultivation techniques; why not repent? Do you seek to antagonize the entire Ancient Realm?" one cultivator pleaded. Another added, "We came as guests for your family feast; is this how you treat us? Let me leave, and I swear I won't reveal anything witnessed today."

Faced with the remaining cultivators' desperate questions, the decaying visages of Zhou Niantian and Zhou Wufeng contorted with malice. Zhou Wufeng sneered, "Only the dead can keep a secret."

As he spoke, Zhou Niantian and Zhou Wufeng, both at the Half-step Divine Venerable realm, launched their assault on the cultivators inside the True Dragon Hall. With a mere flick of their hands, they dismembered cultivators, ferociously consuming the remains.

Ye Chenfeng found himself cornered by three resurrected Zhou cultivators, each at the Initial Stage Divine King Realm. This was deliberately orchestrated by Zhou Tianlu and Zhou Hongjing, intending to save Ye Chenfeng for last, allowing him to experience the torment of impending death.

Meanwhile, Cheng Yuanmu, Cheng Yiyao, and the old Steward remained untouched, a directive from Zhou Tianlu and Zhou Hongjing. As the current predicament was triggered by the Cheng family's actions, they decreed that Cheng Yuanmu and Cheng Yiyao should not be permitted to perish swiftly.

Zhou Hongjing, who was voraciously consuming cultivator bodies, had his mouth smeared with blood, bits of flesh clinging to his teeth. His gaze locked onto Cheng Yiyao. "You refuse to be my woman? Then you shall be my sustenance! I will savor every drop of your blood and flesh."

Standing beside Cheng Yuanmu, Cheng Yiyao turned deathly pale upon witnessing Zhou Hongjing's horrific state and hearing his chilling words.

Ye Chenfeng, encircled by the three Initial Stage Divine King Realm Zhou cultivators, observed the cultivators within the True Dragon Hall being systematically slaughtered and devoured. He paid little heed to their fates, his sole concern being the temporary safety of Cheng Yuanmu and Cheng Yiyao.

Screams continuously pierced the air.

An intense yin aura permeated the Zhou domain. The artificial mountain concealing the underground passage in the Zhou's medicinal garden remained open, allowing a dense surge of yin energy from below.

It is important to note that beneath this medicinal garden lay hundreds of corpse pools, harboring countless bodies, the accumulated yin aura from which was immense.

As time inexorably passed.

The number of living cultivators within the True Dragon Hall dwindled, and the entire Zhou domain became saturated with a thick yin aura.

One could aptly describe the Zhou domain as transforming into a realm of extreme yin.

Cultivators who had not attended the Zhou family's feast in Lingfeng City observed the Zhou residence, witnessing sheer plumes of yin aura erupting skyward from within.

Swiftly.

Inside the True Dragon Hall, apart from the Zhou members, only Ye Chenfeng, Cheng Yuanmu, Cheng Yiyao, and the old Steward were left alive.

The True Dragon Hall was now awash in extreme yin energy, the air thick with the stench of blood.

Zhou Niantian and Zhou Wufeng turned their attention back to Ye Chenfeng, having learned from Zhou Hongjing and others that he was the architect of the day's devastation.

With numerous Zhou clan members having entered an unspeakable condition, it was undeniable that the Zhou clan could no longer remain in Lingfeng City, all stemming from Ye Chenfeng's actions.

Pus oozed from Zhou Niantian's putrid face as he spoke, "Incredible that a mere Initial Stage Divine King Realm youth could bring the Zhou clan to its knees."

Zhou Niantian's aura, at the Half-step Divine Venerable level, combined with his corpse qi, bore down upon Ye Chenfeng.

Zhou Hongjing interjected, "Ancestor, may we spare this brat a moment? I wish for him to witness me devouring his flesh piece by piece."

Zhou Tianlu added, "Ancestor, I too would appreciate that. After all, this kid has already caused my death once. Had we not cultivated the Corpse Demon Art, the Zhou clan would have been utterly annihilated by him."

Zhou Niantian casually assented to their requests. Nearby, Cheng Yuanmu, Cheng Yiyao, and the old Steward trembled, their nerves frayed. Recognizing Ye Chenfeng's precarious state, they feared he had little fighting power left and that their own survival was bleak, anticipating their bodies would be consumed by the Zhou clan.

However, as the yin aura within the Zhou domain intensified, rendering the entire area one of extreme yin, a subtle smile touched Ye Chenfeng's lips.

Back in the Tian Xuan Realm, he encountered the familiar spectral presence of Old White and Old Black – Old Ghost.

As spirits require locations rich in yin and death for their essence, Old Ghost had expressed his desire to depart with them previously. Consequently, Ye Chenfeng housed him within the Coffin of Death, a perfect dwelling for Old Ghost.

Old Ghost's cultivation had now truly ascended to the Early Divine Venerable Realm. The current environment at the Zhou family's estate, being extremely yin, coupled with the abundant death qi emanating from the recent massacre at the True Dragon Hall, should allow Old Ghost to manifest here, presenting Ye Chenfeng's final recourse.

With haste, he retrieved the Coffin of Death from the Chaos Ring, having previously re-sealed it.

Observing Ye Chenfeng produce a coffin, Zhou Niantian scoffed, his voice dripping with disdain, "A mere kid at the Initial Stage Divine King Realm dares to play tricks before me."

Zhou Niantian unleashed a powerful palm strike directly at Ye Chenfeng.

A colossal, blood-soaked handprint materialized and engulfed Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng rapidly broke the seal on the Coffin of Death and flung open its lid, calling out, "Old Ghost, it's all up to you now!"

A voice laced with mockery echoed from within the Coffin of Death, "Finally, I can emerge and stretch my legs."

"Since when did you half-step Divine Venerables presume to command respect?"

A vortex of black fog billowed forth from the Coffin of Death, completely obliterating the blood-soaked handprint that had been bearing down on Ye Chenfeng.

Immediately after, Ye Chenfeng swiftly resealed the Coffin of Death. A peculiar death qi pattern had imprinted itself upon his right chest; he could not permit the malevolent qi from the Coffin of Death to further infiltrate his being.

...(To be continued. If you enjoy this work, feel free to vote and support it on Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users please visit m.qidian.com to read.)