All the Wu Family cultivators outside that were waiting for battle were scared by the loud explosion behind them. Then turned around, stunned, only to see that the location where Reflection Hall had been now looked as if it had experienced a typhoon. The entire area had been razed to the ground by a terrifying strength!

The Wu Family experts gathered there were all slumped on the ground. Besides a few old and exceptionally formidable masters, everyone else was grievously wounded.

One of the family Elders had been blown in half. He lay on the ground in a bloody mess, about to take his last breath.

This…how did this happen?

Before they had time to mull over the situation, a thunderous rumble came from above. Lei Qianjun arrived, dreadful killing intent following in his wake.

He lifted a hand and pressed down. Hundreds of millions of threads of killing intent instantly erupted. They condensed from intangibility into substance, transforming into a jail of death. It was pale and dead-quiet as it covered the entire Wu Family.

“Today, no one with the Wu Family bloodline will escape alive!” Lei Qianjun took a step forward and walked into the jail of death. He lifted his hand and pressed down. A massive number of...