The Qi Cultivation Emperor Who Snatches Brides, do you think you're funny?

After the rampage of the violent spiritual energy, the once magnificent and spectacular scene of the Jiang family was gone, replaced by a scene of devastation and misery.

Those exquisite pavilions and buildings, which once bore witness to the glory and honor of generations of the Jiang family, were now like fragile sandcastles, reduced to nothingness by the devastating force.

Those carved beams and painted rafters, with their upturned eaves, instantly shattered into dust, scattering in mid-air and dancing wildly in the wind, as if lamenting the tragic plight of the Jiang family.

The once towering floating island, a unique sight that the Jiang family was proud of and the location of many important places in the family, now collapsed like a heavy object that had lost its support.

With a deafening roar, everything on the island, including pavilions, towers, and medicinal gardens, was mercilessly crushed into huge pebbles that fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, raising even more dust and smoke, shrouding the entire Jiang family in a gray gloom.

The ground was littered with the severed limbs of Jiang family disciples, and blood flowed slowly in shocking streams, staining the earth red.

Those disciples who were lucky enough to survive were mostly seriously injured. They lay in the ruins, groaning in pain, their eyes filled with terror and despair. They could not believe that the Jiang family, who had always been able to run rampant in this Eastern Wilderness, would end up in such a miserable state today.

Some disciples stared wide-eyed at their once familiar but now unrecognizable homeland, muttering repeatedly, "How could this be... how could this be..." Tears mingled with the dust and blood on their faces, streaming down their cheeks, but they could not wash away the sorrow and horror in their hearts.

The elders and deacons of the Jiang family were not much better off. Although they had high cultivation levels, they were all exhausted, ragged, and injured to varying degrees under the impact of such terrifying power.

They stood frozen in place, staring at the hellish scene before them, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief. An elder's eyes widened, his face contorted with disbelief, muttering, "My Jiang family... how could my Jiang family have fallen to such a state? That was the clan's quasi-Emperor weapon! It... it couldn't even withstand such an attack! Just who is this mysterious expert?!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement as he spoke, all his previous pride and confidence vanished, leaving only endless fear and confusion.

Jiang Tian's face was ashen. He held the chessboard artifact, which was still emitting a faint light, but at this moment, the artifact could no longer give him any sense of security.

He gazed at the ruins of his clan, witnessing the countless deaths and injuries among his people, and felt as if a thousand needles were piercing his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

His body trembled slightly, his eyes filled with regret and resentment. He never imagined that his plan to use the sacred artifact to destroy the Li family and establish his authority would lead him to provoke such a terrifying existence, dragging the Jiang family into this abyss of no return.

The Jiang family members were all deeply shocked and panicked. They couldn't understand how the quasi-emperor weapon, which had always been regarded as the family's greatest reliance, could be so vulnerable under the attack of that mysterious expert and fail to protect the family in the slightest.

A steward stared in horror at the ruins around him, muttering, "This quasi-Emperor weapon is a treasure passed down through my Jiang family for many years. In the past, even when facing the most powerful enemies, we could always gain the upper hand by using it. But now... its defenses have been broken so easily. What kind of power could have done this?"

His eyes were filled with doubt and fear. His unwavering belief in the family's sacred artifact was now shattered like a bubble.

The elders standing nearby exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with disbelief.

One of the elders frowned deeply, as if he had suddenly remembered something. His expression became increasingly tense, and he exclaimed, "That's not right! Besides this quasi-Emperor weapon, our Jiang family also has the protection of our ancestral land! That ancestral land contains the vast spiritual power left by our ancestors, and it also has layers of protective arrays. In the past, even in the face of annihilation, the array patterns of the ancestral land would light up on their own, releasing powerful defensive capabilities. But today... why is there no reaction at all?"

Upon hearing this, the surrounding Jiang family members suddenly realized what was happening and all turned their gazes toward the direction of their family's ancestral land.

The ancestral land, which should have been radiating a mysterious and peaceful light and surrounded by powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, was now deathly silent. The array patterns that usually shimmered faintly, as if containing boundless power, were now like lifeless objects, motionless and quietly hidden among the ruins, as if silently telling of their powerlessness.

"How is this possible? The ancestral land's grand formation has never failed before. It even worked when faced with the probing of a quasi-emperor. Why did it not even show the slightest resistance to that mysterious person's attack today? Could something have happened to the ancestral land?" A young member of the Jiang family, clutching his wound, asked blankly. His eyes were filled with worry for his family and fear of the unknown situation. The family's support, which they once thought was indestructible, had now failed at the crucial moment, leaving them, the members of the Jiang family, like a lone boat adrift in a vast ocean, without direction or support.

Jiang Tian suppressed his grief and anger, trying to calm himself down. He took a deep breath, gripped the Jiang family's sacred chessboard tightly with both hands, slowly raised his head, and looked straight up at the sky.

Above, the sky still held traces of chaotic spiritual energy from the terrifying collision, and at the center of the vortex, a huge phantom was faintly visible.

The phantom exuded a chilling aura. Although its face was not clearly visible, its vast and abyss-like presence alone was enough to instill fear in people.

A chill ran through Jiang Tian's eyes. He gritted his teeth and said, word by word, "Dare to attack my Jiang family? No matter who you are, you will die today!"

Outside the Jiang family, the members of various other families were already stunned by what they saw.

They gazed at the once glorious Jiang family home, now reduced to ruins, their hearts filled with shock and disbelief.

"This...this Jiang family has actually been destroyed like this? That was a famous blessed land in our Eastern Wilderness, a place that countless people envied. Who would have thought it would end up like this?" A cultivator from the Zhao family stared wide-eyed, his face full of astonishment. His words also carried a hint of relief at surviving the disaster, thankful that his family had not been involved in this terrible conflict.

"Yes, who on earth is this person? How could they be so capable of turning the Jiang family upside down like this? The person behind the Li family must be no ordinary individual. How come we've never heard of the Li family being involved with such a powerful figure before? This time, they've really stirred up a huge hornet's nest." An elder from the Wang family frowned, muttering to himself with a grave expression. He knew that once this matter spread, it would likely cause a huge uproar throughout the entire Eastern Wilderness, and the balance between the various forces would be completely shattered. "Hmph, no matter who this person is, the Jiang family has now made a blood feud with him. But judging from this situation, even with a sacred artifact in hand, the Jiang family is no match for him. Who knows what will happen next? We have to be careful and not get caught in the crossfire." A steward from the Sun family said, while warily watching the direction of the Jiang family, secretly calculating how his family could protect themselves in this volatile situation.

"Ha, the Jiang family is no match for the Li family? What a joke! The old fogies of the Jiang family, cough, their true strength hasn't even been revealed yet. Besides, the Jiang family has connections to the Forbidden Land!"

A lord whispered.

Li family.

Ye Qingcheng rolled her eyes at Li Xuan, "Tai Xuan, you're too idle, even bullying a small family."

Li Xuan smirked, "Is there a problem?"

This is a big problem. Ye Qingcheng took a sip of tea. "Alright, is there something behind the Jiang family?"

Li Xuan hummed in agreement, "The Supreme Being of the Forbidden Land."

Ye Qingcheng exclaimed in surprise, looking at Li Xuan. "Are you crazy? There are people watching you in the Unknown Land. You still dare to provoke the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Land?"

Ye Qingcheng felt that Li Xuan had gone mad; wasn't he courting death?

Li Xuan remained completely calm.

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Just as everyone was still reeling from the shock of the Jiang family's tragic fate and speculating about the identity of the mysterious expert, an extremely powerful and eerie aura suddenly emerged from the Jiang family's ancestral land. The moment it appeared, it swept outwards like a surging tide, causing the entire world to tremble violently, as if unable to withstand the impact of this immense power.

Immediately afterwards, streaks of crimson light shot into the sky from the depths of the ancestral land, intertwining and converging in mid-air, gradually forming a chilling, bloody spectacle. Within this spectacle, a blood-soaked figure, devoid of skin, with muscles and veins clearly visible, slowly emerged. The figure exuded an almost tangible, viscous aura of blood, each drop of flowing blood seemingly containing boundless resentment and evil power. A single glance was enough to send a chill down one's spine, as if one's very soul were being corrupted by that evil.

Despite the terrifying appearance of this blood-soaked figure, the aura emanating from it was incredibly powerful—a terrifying pressure far surpassing that of a Saint King and approaching that of a Quasi-Emperor. Upon sensing this aura, the faces of everyone present turned extremely grim. Many cultivators with lower cultivation levels even collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way, their eyes filled with terror.

"This...this is an ancestor of the Jiang family! Back when he was breaking through to the Quasi-Emperor realm, he encountered an unpredictable event. It is said that a mysterious creature from an ominous place suddenly appeared and launched a fatal attack on him. With one claw, this ancestor was seriously injured and then disappeared. Everyone thought he had already perished. I never expected...I never expected that he would still be alive!" An old man who knew some of the secrets of the Jiang family's past stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief, and his voice trembled slightly from shock.

The Jiang family members, who were originally immersed in despair and grief, were all stunned when they felt this familiar yet unfamiliar aura. Then, a glimmer of hope instantly ignited in their eyes.

"Ancestor...it's the Ancestor! I never expected the Ancestor to still be alive. Now our Jiang family is saved! No matter how strong that mysterious expert is, he may not be able to defeat the Ancestor!" A Jiang family steward, who was seriously injured, shouted excitedly. His face was full of joy, as if he had grasped the last straw. He completely forgot about the strange and terrifying appearance of the Ancestor in front of him.

The other elders and disciples of the Jiang family also gathered around, their eyes filled with awe and expectation as they looked at the blood-red ancestor in the air. They kept calling out, hoping that the ancestor could take action and save the Jiang family from this desperate situation.

A hint of surprise flashed in Jiang Tian's eyes as well. He gripped the sacred chessboard artifact in his hand, bowed respectfully to the ancestor in the air, and said loudly, "Ancestor, my Jiang family has suffered such a calamity. I beg you to take action, avenge us, and punish the mysterious powerhouse behind the Li family!"

His voice carried a hint of urgency. At this moment, he had placed all his hopes on this suddenly appearing ancestor, hoping that the ancestor could use his powerful strength to restore the Jiang family's prestige and make that mysterious expert pay a heavy price.

The old ancestor, who looked like a blood-red figure, seemed to hear Jiang Tian's shout. He slowly turned his head, and two points of blood-red light flickered in his empty eye sockets, as if he were scrutinizing everything below.

Then he let out a low, hoarse laugh, a laugh that sounded like fingernails scratching a blackboard, grating and unpleasant, making one's scalp tingle.

"Hmph, daring to bully my Jiang family, today, no matter who it is, they will pay the price!" The patriarch's icy voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, filled with endless chill and killing intent, echoing in everyone's ears.

After saying that, he moved and transformed into a streak of blood-red light, rushing towards the direction of the mysterious expert. Wherever he passed, the space was stained dark red by the thick bloody aura, like a bloody road leading to hell, full of ominous omens.

Upon seeing this, the members of the various families all gasped in shock. They never expected that the Jiang family would have such a powerful yet enigmatic ancestor hidden within them, and they were now filled with apprehension about the future development of this conflict.

"Goodness, the Jiang family really has a deep foundation. Even at this point, they still managed to produce such a powerful ancestor. This is going to be a good show. I wonder if the mysterious expert behind the Li family can handle it." A Zhao family expert said with wide eyes and a tense expression, his gaze fixed on the direction where the blood-man ancestor had left, not daring to look away for a moment.

"Yes, but this ancestor's appearance is too bizarre. He has no skin and exudes such an evil aura. He doesn't seem like a righteous cultivator. Perhaps the misfortune he suffered back then tainted him with something ominous." An elder of the Wang family frowned, his expression grave as he analyzed, a feeling that this incident might uncover more unknown secrets. (End of Chapter)