After the Heavenly Alliance issued the "Clear Calamity Order" and the elders of the Immortal Spirit Sacred Land personally led teams to handle the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect incident with thunderous means, a storm of "clearing calamity and saving people" swept across the entire Central State, especially the regions near Mount Buzhou.
The Heavenly Alliance deployed its elite forces in full, armed with "Calamity-Suppression Bells" capable of sensing calamity energy, rushing to every sect and noble family that had reported or detected abnormal calamity energy fluctuations. Scene after scene of tragedies similar to the Flowing Cloud Sword Sect, yet each with its own twisted absurdity, played out repeatedly.
Scene One: Central State · Heavenly Wind City · The Wang Family
The Wang Family was the foremost cultivation noble family in Heavenly Wind City, with a sprawling estate and an imposing atmosphere.
At this moment, within the family's main hall, the atmosphere was tense and oppressive, suffocatingly heavy.
Family Head Wang Qingtian sat in the main seat, his face dark with rage, his eyes burning with fury as he stared fixedly at the young man kneeling below—his own biological son, Wang Shuo.
Wang Shuo's clothes were disheveled, bruises covering his face, his eyes filled with despair and unwillingness.
"Unfilial son! You dared to secretly poison and frame your younger brother Hao'er! Causing his cultivation to decline and his foundation to be damaged! Your heart is worthy of death!" Wang Qingtian's voice was like thunder, shaking the hall until it buzzed.
Wang Shuo suddenly raised his head, his voice hoarse as he retorted: "I didn't! He was the one who cultivated too eagerly and suffered a backlash! Father, why won't you believe me?!"
"Silence!" Wang Qingtian slammed his hand on the table, and the sandalwood desk instantly crumbled to dust! "Hao'er is naturally kind and gentle—how could he cultivate too eagerly? It must be you, jealous that his talent surpasses yours, harboring evil intentions! Even though you are my own flesh and blood, Hao'er, though an adopted son, is more dear to me than you! A narrow-minded, despicable person like you—how can you be compared with your younger brother!"
Beside them, Wang Shuo's own older sister, the Wang Family's eldest miss Wang Yan, also stepped forward, looking at her own younger brother with contempt as she coldly said: "Father is right! Shuo'er, you've disappointed me too much! Brother Hao is so kind and caring, treating us like family—how could you harm him like this? From today on, I don't have a younger brother like you! Hao'er is my only younger brother!"
Wang Shuo looked at his father and sister who seemed possessed, listening to these completely inverted accusations that made no logical sense. His heart felt like it had fallen into a ten-thousand-foot ice cave. He closed his eyes, and two burning tears silently slid down his face.
All these years, no matter what that adopted son Wang Hao said or did, in his father and sister's eyes, it was right and good. But he himself, no matter how hard he worked or what achievements he made, was always wrong—always having ulterior motives, always the villain stealing Wang Hao's opportunities!
He slowly opened his eyes, which were now filled with a lifeless, defeated gray. His voice was as light as a sigh:
"Fellow daoists of the Heavenly Alliance... make your move."
The moment his words fell!
"BOOM—!"
The roof of the Wang Family's main hall suddenly exploded! Amidst flying wood splinters, several figures wearing Heavenly Alliance Enforcement Hall uniforms and radiating sharp auras descended like divine soldiers from the heavens!
Sword light and blade shadows instantly erupted!
The anger and contempt on Wang Qingtian and Wang Yan's faces instantly transformed into shock. They had just tried to circulate their spiritual energy to resist, but discovered that the spiritual energy within their bodies had already been completely suppressed by an invisible pressure!
"Who are you people?! How dare you—" Wang Qingtian's roar was cut short.
Cold blades毫不showed any mercy as they swept across their necks!
Blood sprayed everywhere!
Immediately after, more Heavenly Alliance cultivators rushed in, swords and blades flashing. Like cutting vegetables, they slaughtered all the Wang Family high-level members and loyalists who had clearly been eroded by calamity energy and had twisted minds! Screams, roars, and pleas for mercy rose one after another, but quickly fell silent.
The smell of blood instantly permeated the air.
A young Heavenly Alliance cultivator walked up to the pale-faced Wang Shuo, who stood frozen in place. Looking at the tear stains still wet on his face, he gently sighed and patted his shoulder:
"My condolences. Once the cleanup is complete, we'll help you stabilize the family."
Wang Shuo's body trembled slightly. Looking at the blood and his family's corpses covering the ground, his lips trembled, but in the end, he couldn't say anything.
Scene Two: Central State · Flowing Fire City · Blazing Sun Sect
The Blazing Sun Sect was a major sect famous throughout Central State for its body cultivation and fire-attribute techniques.
Inside the Sect Master's great hall, the atmosphere was equally heavy.
The Blazing Sun Sect's Sect Master Yan Lie, with his beard and hair bristling like an enraged lion, pointed at the muscular, determined young man below and roared: "Unfilial son! Yan Wu! You've used your status as the Young Sect Master to openly and secretly seize so many resources from Ling'er over these years! Suppressed Ling'er so many times! Now you even dared to use heavy-handed tactics against Ling'er during the sect competition! Someone! Drag this unfilial son down, abolish his cultivation, throw him into the back mountain's cold pool, and imprison him for eternity!"
That young man was the Sect Master's own son, Young Sect Master Yan Wu. He was covered in wounds, clearly having just emerged from a fierce battle. He stared dead at his father, his eyes bloodshot with pain: "Father! I didn't! It was Yan Ling who cheated in the competition by taking forbidden substances! I struck to stop him, and was ambushed in return! Why have you never believed me?! I am your own son!"
"Own son?" Sect Master Yan Lie sneered, his eyes filled with disgust and disdain. "So what if you're my own son? You're narrow-minded and jealous of those more talented! Ling'er is my adopted son, but his talent is extraordinary and his character is open and aboveboard—far surpassing yours! The future position of Blazing Sun Sect Master can only belong to Ling'er! I'll see how you can compete with him once your cultivation is abolished!"
He paused, as if that wasn't enough, then added in a cruel and decisive tone: "That's right! Your engagement with the Lin Family—I've already arranged to have it modified! The Lin Family's daughter is refined and elegant—a perfect match for Ling'er! You... are unworthy!"
Yan Wu felt as if struck by lightning. He stumbled backward a step, looking at his father in disbelief. Stripping him of his cultivation, taking away his inheritance rights, and now even stealing his childhood engagement to give to that hypocritical adopted brother?
His last shred of hope was completely shattered.
He slowly raised his head. All the pain, struggle, and unwillingness on his face transformed into a cold despair. He took a deep breath, his voice hoarse but clear:
"I understand..."
"Fellow daoists of the Heavenly Alliance... reveal yourselves."
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!"
Dozens of figures appeared like ghosts, soundlessly surrounding everyone in the hall! The leader was a cold-faced middle-aged elder from the Immortal Spirit Sacred Land.
"Heavenly Alliance Enforcement! Clearing calamity evildoers! Those who resist will be executed without mercy!" The cold voice pronounced judgment.
"What?!"
"Heavenly Alliance?!"
"How dare you?!"
Sect Master Yan Lie was both shocked and furious. He was just about to act when he discovered that a terrifying pressure had already descended, suppressing him along with all the high-level members who supported Yan Ling!
In the next moment, slaughter erupted!
Sword light flashed and spells roared!
Those Blazing Sun Sect high-level members who had been eroded by calamity energy and had twisted minds had no time to react before being swiftly eliminated under the absolute difference in power!
Yan Ling tried to escape, but was directly pinned to the Sect Master's throne by a sword light!
The entire process was fast enough to suffocate.
In the blink of an eye, the great hall held only corpses and the heavy smell of blood.
That middle-aged elder from the Immortal Spirit Sacred Land walked up to the dazed Yan Wu. Looking at his hollow eyes, he said calmly: "I already told you—they were beyond saving, incurable. If you'd made your decision earlier, why would so much additional suffering have been necessary?"
Yan Wu's body trembled violently. He slowly closed his eyes, and two streams of hot tears finally rolled down. Pain, relief, regret, confusion... various emotions intertwined, nearly swallowing him whole.
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