As Li Ji'an slowly approached, a look of satisfaction appeared on Guling's face.
"Uncle, this is destiny, hahahaha..."
The old man gritted his teeth, his eyes almost bleeding: "Ah! You will eventually destroy the family! The downfall of our clan will be your doing, I shall wait for you in the Yellow Springs to come and apologize..."
With that said, the last trace of magical power in his Dantian erupted.
"Boom!"
However, it was already the end of strength, with less than ten percent of its usual power, merely pushing Guling three zhang away, while he himself collapsed onto the ground, lacking the strength to even move.
As he watched Li Ji'an approach, the old man ultimately did not reveal the family's secrets to what he saw as an ant.
No matter the strife within the family, it was all for the family's prosperity and longevity, not to let outsiders take advantage, let alone such a blood slave.
