"Senior Li, Leng'ao invited us to a banquet, yet they drugged the wine. Young Master noticed and signaled me not to drink, but before Young Master realized, Leng Ming had already drunk the wine laced with 'Skill-Dissipating Powder.'"

Yan Hu narrated with an icy expression:

"Later, thinking we were affected by the poison, they persistently urged Young Master to circulate his Cultivation Technique and summon his Martial Soul! Afterward, during the fight, Young Master displayed the Secret Technique of his Martial Soul, and it seemed like Cha Jing wanted to strip Young Master of his Martial Soul!"

Yan Hu spoke very clearly; he had heard everything the Golden Divine Dragon said loud and clear!

"What!? 'Skill-Dissipating Powder'?!"

"Martial Soul? His Cultivation Technique can summon a Soul Martial?"

"Martial Soul Stripping? Isn't that the secret technique of the sorcery practiced by the cult that was eradicated by the late Pu Xian?"

"This..."

The members of the Huangluo Clan exclaimed in shock upon hearing this.

"Ancestor, do not believe his words, it is they who wanted to harm young Ming, so we..."

"Do you want to die?"

Buzz!

Li Jiang burst with momentum, his chilling voice full of murderous intent as he interrogated Leng'ao.

Leng'ao's face went pale with fright, and he quickly bit his lips, daring not to utter another word.

Taking two steps forward, Li Jiang helped Leng Ming up from the ground and gave him a cold look, then pinched his philtrum.

"You bastards! You cannot harm Mr. Jiang; he is a Dragon Descendant, he..."

Leng Ming suddenly opened his eyes, not having grasped the situation yet, he shouted loudly.

"Uh... Ancestor, hurry... Mr. Jiang!"

Upon recognizing the person supporting him, Leng Ming urgently spoke, his eyes catching a glimpse of Yan Hu supporting Jiang Chen, his anxious voice shifting to surprise.

"Is it really Leng'ao and the others who wanted to harm that Jiang Chen!?"

"Cha Jing and the others are actually framing us!?"

"What do they want to do? Strip the Martial Soul? Do they intend to strip Jiang Chen of his Martial Soul?"

"How dare they use this sort of sorcery?!"

It all became clear now, and the members of the Huangluo Clan began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Pu Xian, Cha Jing, Jun Cheng, Leng'ao, do you have anything to say?" Li Jiang turned his head and coldly looked at Pu Xian and the others.

Since Li Jiang appeared, Supreme Long Huang hadn't spoken a word nor taken any action, but seeing Li Jiang handling the matter, he stepped beside Yan Hu and took Jiang Chen from his hands, transferring Inner Qi into Jiang Chen's body, attempting to repair his meridians!

"Ancestor, this, this..."

Li Juncheng wanted to argue, but he didn't know how to start.

"Ancestor, he is a Dragon Descendant. When our Huangluo Clan lost its ruling position years ago, it was because of the Dragon Descendant gathering forces from the Martial Dao World to attack us, so what is wrong with our killing him?"

Pu Xian's eyes swiveled, and he pointed at Jiang Chen as he yelled loudly.

"What? The events of those years were orchestrated by the Dragon Descendant!?"

"Bastards! At the very last moment, he still comes out to play the good guy, that's utterly shameless!"

"Was it truly the Dragon Descendant? Then why did he still protect our clan's lineage?"

"What exactly is going on here?!"

The uninformed descendants of the Huangluo Clan's Imperial Guard Army cried out, while those in the know frowned and turned their eyes towards Li Jiang.

Li Jiang's expression darkened, and he opened his mouth to explain but then closed it again; the affairs of the Great Emperor were best left unknown to as many as possible!

"Is it that venerable Li doesn't know how to decide?" Supreme Long Huang glanced at Li Jiang, speaking coldly.

Li Jiang was startled by these words and looked up at Supreme Long Huang.

Supreme Long Huang's eyes were blood-red at this moment, his body emanating a killing aura, fixated on Li Jiang.

Li Jiang felt a shiver in his heart, knowing that if he didn't give Supreme Long Huang a satisfactory explanation today, the matter would definitely not end well!

"Ancestor, we haven't done anything wrong..."

At this time, Leng'ao, lying on the ground, seeing the situation easing, began to shout again.

"Ha ha, you've done nothing wrong. Good!"

Li Jiang suddenly sneered.

Then, amidst everyone's shocked and suspicious gazes, he gritted his teeth and his figure flashed.

Li Jiang had already appeared in front of Leng'ao, his voice icy cold and filled with murderous intent.

"You are not just mistaken, you are guilty, guilty and deserving of death!"

Bang!

As he spoke, his hand lifted and struck. In Leng'ao's wide-eyed horror, he was directly hit.

Boom—

With a muffled sound, Leng'ao exploded into a mist of blood.

Dead beyond all doubt!

Without waiting for the crowd to react, Li Jiang's figure flashed repeatedly.

Bang! Bang!

With the swiftness of thunder, he struck both Cha Jing and Li Juncheng on their foreheads.

Thump! Thump!

Li Juncheng and Cha Jing both bled from their seven orifices and collapsed lifelessly to the ground.

"Ah!"

"Ancestor!"

"How could this..."

Members of the Huangluo Clan cried out in alarm.

"Ancestor, why are you doing this? Are you truly protecting this Dragon Descendant?" Pu Xian's expression changed as he shouted.

Li Jiang glared fiercely at Pu Xian and bellowed, "Cha Jing, Da Lou, Juncheng, Leng'ao, the four of them conspired to use the Sorcery of Martial Soul Stripping. Our ancestor decreed that upon encountering such sorcery, it must be cut down! Pu Xian, I executed them following the ancestor's command. Do you have any objections?"

Pu Xian's expression changed, and he closed his mouth, his face darkening.

"Pu Xian, you led the team to exterminate that evil cult those years ago, and now the technique of Martial Soul Stripping has emerged among your descendants. You bear an undeniable responsibility. You are to go to the ancestral hall and face the wall for a hundred years! The entire clan will be thoroughly investigated for practitioners of the Martial Soul Stripping technique. If one is found, they will be put to death!" Li Jiang commanded sternly.

Upon hearing Li Jiang's judgement, the members of the Huangluo Clan shivered and began to look around, trying to spot anyone who might also practice the Martial Soul Stripping technique.

"Heh, heh! Is that so?"

Suddenly, a cold laugh rang out. Yan Hu stared intently at Li Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, sparing the ringleader and only punishing the accomplices, is this the disciplinary method of the Huangluo Clan? I have learned a lesson indeed!"

Li Jiang's face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to say something.

But Yan Hu was no longer looking at him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, flat jade vial, gently popping the stopper.

Instantly, a fragrant aroma wafted out.

"Is this..."

"Is this the Bone Soul Revival Liquid?!"

"Such a strong fragrance, what level of Bone Soul Revival Liquid is this?"

"It feels much more potent than the Bone Soul Revival Liquid from our clan!"

Everyone looked on in amazement at the jade vial in Yan Hu's hand.

Yan Hu brought the jade vial to Jiang Chen's lips and inverted it.

"This... isn't this wasteful?"

"Yes, why use so much Bone Soul Revival Liquid even if someone is severely injured?"

"This, this, this is really a waste of heaven's gifts!"

The members of the Huangluo Clan discussed and exclaimed.

"Shut your filthy mouths!"

Yan Hu's expression darkened, and he gave the Huangluo Clan an icy glare before scolding,

"What medicine the Young Master uses and how much is never a waste. A clan as heartless as yours would indeed be wasting such medicine. The Young Master's ancestor should never have saved you; he should have let all of you die in the great battle a hundred years ago!"

Following his words, the entire place erupted into chaos.

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