The Divine Dao Alchemy Emperor
Chapter 81
The gigantic hand made of Origin Power patted and sure enough, it actually suppressed Ling Dong Xing and even sealed his dantian. The current Ling Dong Xing was now no stronger than an ordinary person.
"Haha!" Cheng Wen Kun laughed out loud. He felt very healthy; he was very happy with this long-awaited sight.
From the moment he woke up his Spirit Base and started his cultivation path, he had always been compared to Ling Dong Xing, but Ling Dong Xing's prowess always exceeded his and he could only be considered as second best. Fortunately, Ling Dong Xing had never managed to break through the Gushing Spring Tier, which gave him a glimmer of hope.
And now that such a close rival who had always been weighing himself down was actually very easy to suppress, how could he not be happy with this? But at the same time, he was also very surprised. The Gushing Spring Tier was really too powerful, Cheng Ji Yu had just broken through and Ling Dong Xing was practically powerless against him!
"Defeat them all! Whoever dares to resist, kill them without exception!" He commanded coldly, and with a wave of his hand, all of the Cheng Clan martial artists behind him charged towards the Ling Clan, moving forward in an extremely imposing manner.
On the other hand, the Ling Clan, due to the suppression of their Clan Chief, as well as the fact that the other party had a powerful Gushing Spring Tier warrior on their side, had a drastic drop in their morale, which was not the case, so that they can't put up an efficient resistance. There were several clans in the Element Gathering Tier who were trying to escape yet they were all chased by Cheng Ji Yu, and with a palm strike, they were all beaten half to death.
"I never thought that the Cheng Clan actually still had such a powerful warrior of the Gushing Spring Tier as their trump card!"
"He should have just broken through, otherwise, they wouldn't have waited until now to return."
"The saying that every dog has his day is absolutely true, who would have thought that the Cheng Clan would actually be able to make a giant return out of nowhere exactly when they were forced into terrible predicament."
"According to the character of the Cheng Clan clan's clan, I'm afraid that no one from the Ling Clan can escape with their lives!"
"Ai, the Cheng Clan will be in charge of the city in the future, and our days might not be easy after this!"
All the spectators were astonished by Cheng Ji Yu's strength, but also could not hold their breath and shake their heads. All the people from the Cheng Clan were arrogant and arrogant, and in a future where their clan was in charge, the townspeople would probably have a hard time ahead of them.
Less than half an hour later, all the clans of the Ling Clan were practically demoted. There were only a few clans that had businesses outside the Ling Clan Main Residence that had luckily escaped this disaster for a while.
"Where's Ling Han!" Cheng Ji Yu approached Ling Dong Xing, killing the full intent in his eyes. He had ordered the others to search for Ling Han, yet the latter could not be found anywhere in the Ling Clan Residence.
"Haha!" Ling Dong Xing laughed loudly, "My son has been taken as a disciple by Hu Yang Academy. If you dare to touch a single hair on his head, it is the same as declaring war on the Imperial Family of the Rain Country! "
Cheng Wen Kun walked over, and said, "Your trash son entered Hu Yang Academy? Who are you trying to fool!"
Ling Dong Xing spat and said, "My son will not only enter Hu Yang Academy, he is also the first place champion of the Da Yuan Tournament this time around! In the future, he would at least be able to break through the Spiritual Ocean Tier, so just wait! "
"Omong empty!" Cheng Wen Kun scoffed, "The trashy kid of your dreams to take first place in the Da Yuan Tournament? Ling Dong Xing, you really like to enjoy the fantasy of actually using such a funny story to try to fool us!"
Actually, if he were to say that Ling Han could enter Hu Yang Academy, Cheng Wen Kun would still believe him. After all, Cheng Xiao Yuan was defeated by Ling Han, but now he said that Ling Han got first place? What a joke!
The Da Yuan tournament this time was the gathering place of geniuses. There were strong warriors from the previous Da Yuan Tournament like the Fourth Prince and Jin Wuji, as well as new talents like Baili Teng Yun and Xia Zhong Guang. How could Ling Han win?
"Heng, so what if he has been accepted by Hu Yang Academy? As long as he had not entered Hu Yang Academy, he could not be considered a disciple of Hu Yang Academy!" Cheng Wen Kun's killing intent surged, and then he spoke to Cheng Ji Yu, "Third Uncle, why don't we hang all of them at the entrance of the city and wait until Ling Han, the, that little beast, come back and kill them all?"
"All right, we'll do that. I want to take heart and dig out that little lung, Ling Han, in front of her and make her also have a sense of losing her own blood and flesh!" Cheng Ji Yu coldly humped.
"We just need to let about ten more of them live, like the others ... kill them all!" Cheng Wen Kun said deeply.
"Cheng Wen Kun, you dare!" Ling Dong Xing roared. The Ling Clan clan alone numbered several hundred, and coupled with their servants and guards, those who did not share their surnames, totaled over a thousand. And now only about ten plus would be left alive, so how many people would be killed?
"Why don't I dare?" Cheng Wen Kun laughed coldly. This was to build up the power of the Cheng Clan, sacrificing the life of the Ling Clan clan to let the citizens of Cloud Gray City know that this would be an inevitable result when opposing their Cheng Clan!
"Pu, pu, pu.." one by one, their heads were cut without exception. It was a bloodbath, and corpses were everywhere.
Not every Ling Clan clan was not afraid of death. Many of them begged for mercy, but it was useless. The Cheng Clan was determined to remove the Ling Clan from its existence, and had absolutely no intention of accepting surrender. There was only a massacre, which turned the entire Ling Clan Residence into a world of death.
As Ling Dong Xing watched all of this happen before his eyes, he felt as if he was the one torn apart. All of these people were his clansmen, and as the Clan Chief, how could his heart not bleed in this terrifying scene? But he was still more worried about his son – if Ling Han returned, what if he fell into the hands of the Cheng Clan?
Although Ling Han had a friendly relationship with some Black-class alchemists, the problem was, did the Cheng Clan believe him? Moreover, the news that Ling Han had won the first champion of the Da Yuan Tournament had yet to spread to these parts, so the Cheng Clan would naturally not worry about attacking his son.
If his son died, then even if he himself died, how could he bear to face his wife?
His heart was burning with anxiety, yet there was nothing he could do.
The ten plus survivors left from the Ling Clan were dragged to the eastern entrance of the city, where ten plus short wooden pillars had been erected. Ling Dong Xing and the others all had their Dantian seals, and they were all forced to kneel on the ground, their hands and feet tied to a wooden pillar.
"Wu, wu, wu, Brother Da Xiong!" Ling Zi Xuan cried out in sadness. He was one of the few survivors, but probably not one of the lucky ones.
"Pa!"
One of the Cheng Clan's clans gave him a slap, and shouted, "Stop crying!"
However Ling Zi Xuan cried even harder, angering him, and he quickly pulled the sword at his waist.
"Forget over, forget!" Someone persuaded him. Perhaps it was due to the fact that Ling Zi Xuan was really too young, causing compassion to appear within him. "Just let her cry as much as she likes, we can use her to show prevention. This is the fate that awaits anyone who dares to oppose our Cheng Clan!"
"Hehe!"
"What a Clan Head, you are still being trampled under my feet right now!" One of them stepped on Ling Dong Xing's head. He even deliberately smeared the dirt on his shoes onto Ling Dong Xing's face, causing Ling Dong Xing to tremble in anger.
"Hahaha, so what if you are in the ninth layer of the Element Gathering Tier? Now even the sixth layer of the Body Refining Tier can easily step on you!"
"Ling Clan is done! Now, Grey Cloud Town belongs to our Cheng Clan!"
Night passed. The remaining ten plus of the Ling Clan were all shivering as they suffered from the cold, so much so that even ice had formed at the tip of their hair. Moreover, after almost a day without food or water, their stomachs all rumbled from hunger.
Cheng Wen Kun appeared. He wanted to see every hope gradually disappear from the eyes of his long-time rival, and finally see when he would be utterly dispirited after seeing his only son die before his eyes. It was only then that he would kill Ling Dong Xing, and finally end the rivalry that had persisted between them for over thirty years.
"Ling Dong Xing, aren't you sorry yet?" He mocked and ridiculed. Only when he was satisfied would he leave, and the next day, would he appear again in time to continue making fun of this former rival of his.
In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.
Ling Dong Xing and the others were all left alive. After three whole days without food, if they were not given water, they would definitely die from dehydration. But they were currently so weak, that they did not even have the energy to curse the kidnappers.
"Report!" A man galloped, half kneeling on the ground, he said, "Tell the Clan Chief, we have found Ling Han's markings, he is about fifty miles away from the city!"
"Haha!" Cheng Wen Kun was stunned for a moment, before laughing out loud. With a wave of his hand, he commanded, "Quick go and grab Third Uncle. He'll soon be able to get revenge."