The Despicable Royal Family

Thunder roared, blades gleamed, screams echoed, and blood sprayed!

The once arrogant martial artists of the late-stage Innate Realm had been reduced to pitiful ants, subjected to ruthless slaughter and trampling.

Fang Xiu allowed them to taste the bitter flavor of helplessness for the first time.

Ah, ah, ah, ah!

Four miserable cries marked the demise of the last four innate late-stage experts.

Their deaths were incredibly tragic—beheaded, bisected at the waist, or cleaved in two.

Thus, of the thirty Innate Realm experts brought by Young Master Wang, all but two elderly masters at the late-stage pinnacle met their gruesome end at Fang Xiu's hands.

From Fang Xiu's appearance to the demise of all, not even half an incense stick's time had passed.

The once clamorous courtyard suddenly fell into a dreadful silence, so profound that one could hear a pin drop.