Eternal life begins with saving my clan

Inside the Cao mansion, everywhere was deadly quiet. Every elder in their courtyard was relishing in Su Yen's domineering actions.

It was now they realized what kind of person was living in their house. They were at his mercy. If he deemed them useless in the next second, he could annihilate every one of them like ants.

Previously, they were scared of the greedy eyes of those who might attack them. But now, they realized how pathetic that was. With that kind of strength, why would they give a damn about what other people thought about them?

Just as the Cao clan was recovering from their hard-learned lesson, a group of men dressed in black appeared in front of their mansion.

"Surround the building; we can't let our prey have a chance to escape," a sinister man said in a low voice.

Quickly, hundreds of men surrounded the Cao clan mansion, holding various cold weapons.

Securing the perimeter, Dingbang looked at his men and nodded.

At once, they banged inside, destructing the entrance gate. Without wasting time, they rushed toward the main building.

Just as the group rushed toward the main building, they failed to notice a person that went out of the mansion.

Right in front of the main door stood Zimo. He looked at the incoming bunch of people without any expression on his face.

The pride that came from the pagoda bloodline gave them an unrivaled confidence that made them not put anyone in their eyes.

Dingbang halted his advance and fixed his gaze at the lone young man standing by the door.

"If you know what is good for you, surrender and bring out all the spirit stones," Dingbang announced, his voice raising an octave.

Declaring their arrival to the Cao clan, Dingbang was one of the vice leaders of the White Wolf gang and with a strength of early Foundation Building realm stage 2.

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Besides, he was not alone. There were two other vice leaders of the gang with the same cultivation standing on both his left and right side.

With such a lineup, how could the weak declining Cao clan stand a chance under their heavy assault?

Moreover, they've surrounded the area, leaving no room for escape. With that, he didn't care and let the people of the Cao clan know of their presence.

As for Zimo, he didn't utter a word and unsheathed his sword.

"What! Are you going to attack us!" one of the vice leaders said, his voice dripping with scorn.

Whoosh!

In that moment, Zimo took a step and disappeared from his position.

Bang!

A head still filled with scorn rolled in the and his body split into two.

Everything happened in a blink, giving the White Wolf gang no time to react.

"The greatest mistake of your life is to threaten a barren lander," Zimo's cold, chilling voice echoed in the ears of the gang members.

Bang! Bang!

Ah! Ah!

Instantly, various miserable screams echoed under the veil of the night.

The slicing sound of human bodies cleaved into pieces permeated the air.

Dingbang and the other vice leaders couldn't wrap their heads around what was happening.

They tried to move and help their men but only to find out they couldn't move their bodies.

This wasn't supposed to happen. They should be the ones decimating the Cao clan and plundering their wealth.

How could this happen?!

Beads of sweat gathered on their foreheads. Their hearts pounded heavily against their chests like a loud toiling bell.

Heads rolled in the sky, bodies split into two, and the thick stench of blood permeated the sky.

In just thirty seconds, hundreds of White Wolf gang members were reduced to headless corpses.

Zimo turned and looked at the only two people standing without any expression on his face.

Suddenly, an irritating smell permeated the air. Zimo creased his brow and turned his gaze in the direction of the smell.

Dingbang had soiled his body. His body was trembling vehemently. He pleaded for his life with his eyes.

The other vice leader beside him wasn't any better; it just he hadn't soiled himself like Dingbang.

Zimo clicked his tongue and swung his sword.

Bang!

Dingbang's leg was cut off in one swift motion and he fell on his butt, grimacing in pain.

Blood splashed out from his cut leg, dying the ground red.

The other vice leader was scared that he almost passed out. They were the gangs that sent shivers down the spines of people.

But now, the reverse is this case.

Before Dingbang could know what happening next, a sword light appeared right in front of him and his head separated from his body.

Now, the only standing man knew what was waiting for him. Regret etched on his face. If they weren't greedy, perhaps they wouldn't have provoked this demon.

Bang!

His head rolled in the sky, ending his pathetic life.

Inside the buildings, all the Cao clan members watched the deadly butchering of people with their hearts in their throats.

There was only one thought in their minds. We must never get on the bad side of these people.

Meanwhile, all the men surrounding the Cao mansion met a much brutal death than those inside.

Inside the White Wolf gang building, gang leader Rong sat on his seat with a look of anticipation etched on his face.

Filled with anticipation for the wealth that was about to belong to him, he didn't have the time to enjoy his debauchery.

On the long table before him was untouched food and wines. This was in preparation for the arrival of his men.

With the lavish spending of the Cao clan and the mysterious young master, he expected nothing short of five hundred thousand spirit stones.

With such fortune, he could live for a decade without worrying about money.

Lost in the land of fantasy, a silhouette appeared right in front of his doorstep.

The two guards at the entrance tried to stop the silhouette, only to be cut into pieces.

This silhouette was the captain of the elite team, Commander Biyu.

She entered the White Wolf den with slow steps.

They said the White Wolf gang can never be destroyed.

Could they maintain such integrity this night?