Ye Qiu seized a Qiankun Cauldron and hurled it with all his might.
“Boom.”
The cauldron, carrying immense force, tore through the sky, crashing towards the castle.
Moreover, just before impact, the Qiankun Cauldron suddenly enlarged.
If it struck, at least a third of the Rodell family’s buildings would be destroyed.
As the cauldron was about to hit the castle, a thunderous roar echoed from within.
“Ah…”
Immediately after, a massive palm imprint shot out from the castle, striking the Qiankun Cauldron.
“Clang.”
The collision was deafening.
The Qiankun Cauldron trembled slightly but was not repelled.
At that moment, an old man’s figure soared from the castle, striking another palm at the cauldron.
“Boom.”
Ye Qiu swung his right arm, sending a second Qiankun Cauldron hurtling out, crashing into the first.
The combined force of the two cauldrons caused them to plummet instantly.
“Crack.”
The old man struck again.
Boom.
Ye Qiu threw out a third Qiankun Cauldron.
At that moment, another old man rushed out from the castle, raising both arms to block the cauldrons.
However, the force of three Qiankun Cauldrons was overwhelming, far too much for one person to withstand.
The first old man moved swiftly, positioning himself beneath the cauldrons.
Together, the two old men, with four arms raised, managed to hold back the descending cauldrons.
Ye Qiu could tell that both old men were at the peak of the King realm.
“You two can’t stop me.”
After speaking, Ye Qiu stepped through the void, landing atop the three Qiankun Cauldrons.
Then, he stomped heavily with his right foot.
“Thud.”
The cauldrons, as if imbued with divine power, crashed down instantly.
Caught off guard, the two old men were crushed beneath the cauldrons.
As the cauldrons landed, vast sections of buildings collapsed, dust filled the air, and countless people were likely crushed amidst the ruins.
“Boom.”
Finally, the cauldrons hit the ground, reducing the two peak King realm experts to pulp.
Ye Qiu stood atop the Qiankun Cauldron, his white robes fluttering in the wind, hands clasped behind his back, like a celestial emperor, transcendent and unparalleled.
“Max, the eighteen guardians are all dead by my hand, are you still not coming out?”
Ye Qiu’s voice, like heavenly thunder, reverberated throughout the Rodell family.
There was no response for a long time.
“Actually, it doesn’t matter if you come out or not, because today, not a single soul from the Rodell family will survive.”
As Ye Qiu spoke, he gripped the fourth Qiankun Cauldron, raising it high.
Just as he was about to smash it down.
“Ye Qiu, cease your arrogance.”
A furious shout rang out.
Immediately, three figures appeared a hundred metres away, standing atop the castle.
Ye Qiu glanced at the three.
Two old men, both at the Venerable realm.
They flanked a middle-aged man.
Ye Qiu’s gaze fixed on the middle-aged man, sizing him up.
The man appeared to be in his forties or fifties, dressed in a black Western-style robe, a golden necklace around his neck, a golden brooch on his chest, and a golden ring on his thumb.
The outfit seemed tasteless, yet on this man, it carried an air of nobility without any discord.
“You’ve finally shown yourself.”
Ye Qiu recognised him instantly, this was Mel’s father, the patriarch of the Rodell family, Max.
Max stared coldly at Ye Qiu, speaking in broken Chinese, “I underestimated you, I didn’t expect the eighteen guardians to fail to stop you.”
Ye Qiu said, “I came to destroy you, no one can stop me.”
Max sneered darkly, “Ye Qiu, though your strength is impressive, don’t forget, this is the Rodell family.”
“Our family has stood for so long, not just because of endless wealth, but because of many trump cards.”
“Even if you destroyed the eighteen guardians, you cannot destroy us.”
“And…”
“Enough.” Ye Qiu cut Max off bluntly, saying, “I have no time for your nonsense, show your trump cards, or I’ll send your entire clan to hell.”
“Insolent.”
An old man to Max’s left stepped forward, pointing at Ye Qiu and shouting, “Even foreign leaders and those guardians wouldn’t dare speak to the patriarch like this, you’re asking for death…”
“Pfft.”
Before the old man could finish, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead, and his voice stopped abruptly.
Ye Qiu sneered, “A mere Venerable realm, what right do you have to rant before me?”
Instantly, Max’s face darkened.
Ye Qiu had killed his servant in front of him, clearly showing no respect.
Outrageous.
Max was furious, no one in the entire West had ever dared to be as arrogant as Ye Qiu.
“Since you’re so eager to die, I’ll grant your wish.” Max shouted, “Holy Knights.”
Thud, thud, thud.
Soon, the sound of uniform footsteps echoed from the castle.
In less than ten seconds.
A group of knights appeared in Ye Qiu’s sight.
Thirty in total.
They wore bronze armour and golden helmets, with only their eyes visible.
Clad in war boots, they held shields in one hand and longswords in the other, dressed like medieval knights.
Thirty knights, grouped in teams of ten.
They marched forward, their eyes cold and emotionless, the bronze armour chilling and intimidating.
These were the Holy Knights?
Ye Qiu scoffed, “These weaklings can’t stop me.”
“Weaklings?” Max was stunned, then laughed darkly, “Kid, let me tell you, even if you’re a peak King realm expert, you won’t survive the Holy Knights.”
“If you don’t believe me, try it.”
Max looked confident, clearly placing great trust in these Holy Knights.
“Is that so? Then I’ll test them.” Ye Qiu raised his hand, unleashing a sword aura.
“Swish.”
The sword aura whistled out, striking a Holy Knight’s head, instantly shattering the golden helmet. The knight flew back hundreds of metres, a bloody hole in his forehead.
So weak?
Ye Qiu was surprised, then laughed, “Max, it seems your trump card is pathetic, they can’t even block one sword aura, and you expect them to kill me?”
“I advise you to lead your clan to commit suicide now.”
“That way, I might leave you with intact corpses, otherwise, we’ll grind you all to dust.”
Max smiled coldly, “Anyone who underestimates the Holy Knights dies miserably.”
Ye Qiu turned his head, his expression changing, as the Holy Knight he had struck with the sword aura stood up from the ground.
