High Martial Arts: Gains one point of health per second, sweeping across the heavens.

"Activate the 'Ten Thousand Trees Supporting the Sky Formation'! All Zhao family members, form the 'Azure Wood Battle Formation' to meet the enemy!" Zhao Qiankun's aged voice instantly resounded throughout the entire Zhao family.

In an instant, the Zhao family mansion shone brightly, and countless thick, cyan energy tree phantoms rose from the ground, intertwining to form a huge cyan light shield covering several miles in radius. Runes flowed on the light shield, exuding a tough and heavy aura.

At the same time, hundreds of elite members of the Zhao family, led by their respective leaders, formed a battle formation with their blood and qi connected. Their auras intertwined and they faintly merged with the "Ten Thousand Trees Supporting the Sky Formation", causing their momentum to surge!

This is the source of the Zhao family's confidence!

Su Jie hovered in mid-air, coldly looking down at the Zhao family who were on high alert, a disdainful smile curving his lips.

"A turtle shell and a bunch of small fry? Is that what gives you the audacity to mess with my people?"

He didn't even use his left hand, which had double the power of the Immortal Martial Bone, but simply slowly raised his right hand, which had just been tempered into fifty-six Martial Bone pieces.

With his five fingers slightly spread, he gently pressed down on the seemingly indestructible "Ten Thousand Trees Supporting the Sky Formation" below.

"boom--!!!"

An invisible and intangible force, yet containing 2.47 million points of basic combat power, crashed down like the sky collapsing!

The towering array, composed of countless giant cyan energy trees, emitted a teeth-grinding groan the moment it came into contact with this power!

The light flickered violently, the runes fading and fading, lasting for less than three seconds.

"Snap... Bang!!!"

Like shattered glass, the "Ten Thousand Trees Supporting the Sky Formation," which covered several miles, along with the "Azure Wood Battle Formation" formed by hundreds of elite members of the Zhao family below, collapsed with a single, casual press from Su Jie!

Under the backlash of energy, the Zhao family disciples who had formed the array fell down in droves like wheat being harvested, spitting out blood. At least half of the martial artists lost their lives instantly.

quiet!

Deathly silence!

All the representatives of the forces who witnessed this scene through remote observation were horrified and speechless!

One strike! With a mere casual blow, he destroyed the Zhao family's protective formation, which had been built up over hundreds of years, and the battle formation composed of hundreds of elites!

What terrifying strength! Could someone who only ascended to the rank of War God a few months ago really do this?!

"puff!"

Inside the meditation room, Zhao Qiankun suffered a backlash from the formation, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face turned deathly pale, and he could no longer conceal the horror in his eyes.

"Impossible! His combat strength definitely exceeds two million! The intelligence is wrong! Terribly wrong!"

Just as his mind was reeling, Su Jie's voice rang out again, like the Grim Reaper:

"The Zhao family's War God? You get out here too!"

Before he finished speaking, Su Jie moved, using the "Sky-Stepping Step" to its fullest extent, and appeared above the Zhao family mansion as if by teleportation.

Facing the quiet room where Zhao Qiankun was, he clenched his left fist, which had been fused with immortal martial bones and tempered several finger bones, and simply threw a punch!

The fist strikes, and wind and thunder roar! Space itself warps!

"This junior is going too far! Green Wood Longevity Fist!" Zhao Qiankun roared in shock and anger as he soared into the sky.

His withered body burst forth with a dazzling azure light, and he threw a punch to meet the attack. The punch was powerful and carried an inexhaustible sense of vitality. It was the Zhao family's trump card, a low-grade Earth-rank martial skill!

He was confident that even if the opponent's combat strength was slightly higher than his own, with his century-old low-grade earth-rank martial arts skills and profound foundation, he might not be unable to fight back!

however--

"Boom!!!!"

The loud bang of the two fists colliding was like two stars colliding!

The seemingly vast and powerful "Green Wood Longevity Fist" fist intent was as fragile as paper in the face of Su Jie's pure and tyrannical power, and was instantly torn to shreds!

Click!

A sickening cracking sound rang out!

Zhao Qiankun let out a shrill scream. His right arm, which was used to meet the attack, broke and twisted inch by inch like rotten wood the moment it made contact with Su Jie's left fist, from his fist to his shoulder blade!

The terrifying force of the punch penetrated his body, frantically destroying his internal organs and meridians!

He was slammed into the air like a broken sack by this punch.

With a loud "boom," the half-body of the carcass smashed through a side hall below, embedding itself deep into the ground and kicking up clouds of dust!

One punch!

Just one punch!

Zhao Qiankun, the patriarch of the Zhao family with a base combat power of 150 million points, is dead!

Su Jie hovered in mid-air, slowly retracting his left fist, his gaze sweeping indifferently over the Zhao family mansion, which was deathly silent and looked like the end of the world.

"Who else?"

No one dared to answer.

All the surviving members of the Zhao family looked at that demon-like figure with boundless fear and despair in their eyes.

Su Jie's gaze finally fell on Zhao Xuankong, who was ashen-faced and slumped in front of the main hall.

"It seems you didn't choose any of the three paths I gave you."

He took a step, as if shrinking the distance to an inch, and instantly appeared in front of Zhao Xuankong.

As Zhao Xuankong watched Su Jie approach like the Grim Reaper, his crotch instantly became soaked with sweat. He screamed in terror, "No! Su Jie! War God Su! Spare me! I'll pay! Our Zhao family will pay!"

"Ten billion! Ten thousand contribution points! I'll give them all! I apologize! I'll publicly kneel and kowtow to you!"

"It's too late." Su Jie's voice was completely calm. "I gave you a chance."

He stretched out his right hand, which gripped Zhao Xuankong's throat like an iron clamp, lifting him off the ground.

"Those who covet my skills, harm my people, and remain unrepentant should be prepared to be uprooted."

Click!

With a crisp crack, Zhao Xuankong's neck snapped, and the light in his eyes dimmed instantly. This elder of the Zhao family in Jinling had perished!

Su Jie casually tossed Zhao Xuankong's corpse on the ground, as if discarding a piece of trash.

He looked around, his voice carrying throughout Jinling:

"The Zhao family's attempt to seize the Federation's War God inheritance and their attack on a key Federation talent development project are irrefutable! Effective today, the Jinling Zhao family is expelled from the Federation!"

"All assets are confiscated and used to compensate the soldiers who died in the Northern Frontier and support grassroots warriors!"

"If you're dissatisfied, feel free to come find me, Su Jie!"

As the sound faded, the entire city fell silent.

Su Jie gave a few instructions to Vice President Jin of the Provincial Martial Arts Association, who had rushed over, and then disappeared into the horizon as his figure turned into a stream of light.

The Zhao family was left behind, utterly crippled, with its core members dead or wounded, destined to be removed from the ranks of the Federation's top families.

Su Jie used the most direct and domineering method to announce his rise and his untouchable taboo to the entire Federation!

Su Jie was furious and the Zhao family was expelled!

[Ding! The number of disciples has increased significantly! Current number of disciples: 39, daily Faith Points gained: 39.]

……

Su Jie wiped out the Zhao family with swift and decisive action, killing the God of War Zhao Qiankun, which stirred up a huge storm in the upper echelons of the Federation.

The hundreds of war gods are the cornerstones upon which humanity stands on this celestial star, and each one is invaluable.

Chen Mingyang died in battle to save Su Jie, which is regrettable, but it was a heroic sacrifice and a soldier's honor.

Zhao Qiankun, on the other hand, was killed by Su Jie himself, which was a completely different matter and was practically a slap in the face to the Federation!