"Tang Rao, at this point do you still want to quibble? Weren't you the one who killed my Ying Clan's Gai Jianchan along with Zeng Yan in the Seventy-two Domains!" the old man shouted loudly and accusingly.

Tang Rao and Zeng Yan killed Gai Jianchan?

The scene was immediately filled with exclamations.

Zeng Yan is an Inspector, belonging to the Ying Family, which is to say under the Ying Clan.

Gai Jianchan was also under the Ying Clan, meaning Zeng Yan brutally killed his own clan member!

Such an act in the Nine-Headed King Hall is a capital offense, punishable by death.

"Zeng Yan? That trash could kill Gai Jianchan?" Tang Rao said with disdain.

The crowd fell silent again.

Tang Rao was really something, boldly calling Zeng Yan trash, even though he was an Inspector, fused in spirit.

However, no one refuted Tang Rao's words; indeed, Zeng Yan couldn't have killed Gai Jianchan.

Although Gai Jianchan was also newly fused, his combat power was absolutely the best among newly fused cultivators, even capable of contending with middle-stage fused cultivators.

With such strength, Zeng Yan couldn't possibly kill him.

"But you're not completely wrong about one thing. I indeed killed Gai Jianchan and his disciple. Those scum, even breathing was a waste. I killed them, and you should be thanking me," Tang Rao said with a sneer, his tone icy.

"Scoundrel! Scoundrel!" Ying XianDa was about to explode.

Ever since he took the second highest seat in the Ying Clan, he had never been so humiliated.

No one had dared to humiliate him, Tang Rao was the first!

"Yes, Gai Jianchan and his disciple were indeed scoundrels. You only ask if I killed them, why don't you ask why I killed them?" said Tang Rao.

It seems there's more to the story, many started to whisper.

"Perhaps you don't know what Gai Jianchan and his disciple have been doing outside. Murder, arson, rape, plunder, they've done it all. From eighty-year-old grandmothers to eight- or nine-year-old girls, they spared none. Do you know what they were doing when I found them? They were molesting a mother and daughter, yes, in one room. That scene, I still can't accept it to this day. In the end, the mother and daughter both committed suicide. I don't understand, why can't such people be killed! I'd really like to ask the Ying Clan, why are you protecting such filth! Or is everyone in the Ying Clan like this?!" Tang Rao thundered, every word filled with force and stabbing at the heart.

Tang Rao was always confident in his acting, this time, he truly surpassed himself.

Anyway, Gai Jianchan and his disciple were dead, dead men tell no tales, I can say what I like.

This is actually the difference between the victor and the fallen; the victor can write history to his liking, because the fallen, already dead, can't climb out of their coffin to argue.

By the end, Tang Rao's eyes were bright red, fully immersed in his role.

The field was silent.

Everyone looked at Ying XianDa, eager to see his reaction.

"Insolent Tang Rao, how dare you spew such nonsense!" Ying XianDa was furious beyond containment, not believing a single word of Tang Rao's, not even a punctuation mark.

"It seems that the people of the Ying Clan are not only cruel and venomous but also unrepentant. It's bad enough you won't admit your deeds, but you accuse others of fabricating stories. I am truly baffled, how such a clan could be one of the leaders in the Nine-Headed King Hall, you've tainted it!" Tang Rao ranted, his gaze and expressions, his anger mixed with sorrow, made it hard not to believe him.

"I feel like what Tang Rao said might all be true."

"What do you mean might, it definitely is."

"I heard long ago that Gai Jianchan had a bad reputation."

"Heh, his disciple has always insulted women in the Nine Realms of the Seventy-two Domains."

Many murmured, more willing to believe Tang Rao, as Gai Jianchan and his disciple's reputations were already poor.

"Nonsense! Everyone shut up! His disciple would never do such things! Tang Rao, you insult my Ying Clan Members, you deserve death! Today, I will execute you!" Ying XianDa no longer wanted to argue with Tang Rao.

He had admitted to killing Gai Jianchan and his disciple, regardless, the Ying Clan could take revenge on Tang Rao.

"The Ying Clan, truly corrupt!" Tang Rao sneered.

He was pushing the Ying Clan into the storm.

You were the ones who wanted to deal with me first, so whatever the outcome, you'll have to take responsibility.

"Kill!" Ying XianDa roared furiously.

Abruptly, in the banquet hall, all the Ying Clan members lunged towards Tang Rao.

That fool Ying Zhuo also joined in, screaming and howling as if he could tear himself apart.

"Since you insist on doing this, don't blame me." A fierce light flashed in Tang Rao's eyes.

Your dad's mom's second husband's thigh, did you really think I, Tang Rao, am easy to provoke?

Bang!

The next moment, Tang Rao casually threw a punch, unleashing the Eight Extremes Dragon King Collapse.

A violent roar erupted, shaking the entire banquet hall.

The power of the Eight Extremes Dragon King Collapse surged in waves, overwhelmingly domineering.

In the blink of an eye, screams filled the air.

Many of the Ying Clan members who rushed forward were affected by the Eight Extremes Dragon King Collapse.

Even two early-stage Cultivators were blown back several steps. As for those in the Enlightenment stage, they couldn't withstand the Eight Extremes Dragon King Collapse at all.

Dead were dead, injured were injured; the scene was a complete mess.

Yes, Tang Rao had no intention of resolving things peacefully.

Therefore, there was no need to care about the lives of the Ying Clan members; his attacks were meant to kill.

Among the fallen Ying Clan members, one could faintly see Ying Zhuo; the poor fellow had half his body blown apart.

With his mid-Enlightenment stage strength, he was indeed courting death.

As for the banquet hall, it was also completely chaotic.

People were shouting as they rushed outside in a mad scramble, the scene was utterly chaotic.

In the chaos, Tang Rao's figure suddenly flickered, appearing in front of a middle-aged man.

Meng Guanglin.

Meng Guanglin's face turned pale, staring dead at the fearsome Tang Rao in front of him.

"What? Thought you could betray me and just walk away?" Tang Rao looked at Meng Guanglin, the corners of his mouth slightly lifting.

"Tang... Tang Rao... I don't know what you're talking about, just let me go, let me out!" Meng Guanglin's voice was a bit shrill, somewhat irritating to listen to.

Slap!

Tang Rao landed a hefty slap on his face, since it was irritating to listen, he slapped him.

Meng Guanglin's face immediately swelled up, appearing much larger.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you; you are... a Treasure Bowl." Tang Rao said with a smile.

What?

Meng Guanglin didn't quite understand what Tang Rao meant by 'Treasure Bowl'.

"Poor Meng Guanglin, to think you were beaten by the Ying Clan to the brink of death and beyond, how tragic." Tang Rao shook his head and said.

Meng Guanglin was completely stiffened.

"Buzz!" Before Meng Guanglin could react, Tang Rao's hand pressed onto his head.

In just an instant, Meng Guanglin felt the world spinning around him, then his consciousness scattered abruptly, and his body slammed onto the ground.

He looked almost as if he was dead.

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