Chapter 1912

The ground shook and dust rose. Two deep pits appeared where the two of them were kneeling, and spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the ground around them.

The two of them, who were originally overjoyed, looked at Zi Chen in confusion. They saw anger in Zi Chen's eyes. This was anger that they had never seen since they met Zi Chen.

Ling 'er had never treated Zi Chen as her master, but after clearly sensing Zi Chen's anger, she didn't dare to say a word.

All the cultivators in Tianyang City who were standing collapsed again after Zi Chen's aura erupted. This time, even Wang Lang was no exception. At this moment, his face was filled with shock.

At this moment, this aura enveloped the world. Even the expression of the Heavenly Blade changed.

Zi Chen's pseudo heaven aura wasn't strong. What was powerful was the baleful aura that accompanied the pseudo heaven aura. This was the baleful aura that had killed dozens of pseudo geniuses. A mere Origin Supreme like Wang Lang would be dreaming if he wanted to block it.

Zi Chen, who had returned, revealed his strength to the world for the first time — pseudo heaven.

Zi Chen looked down at the two people below, his face full of disappointment. "I handed the Wuji Sect to the two of you. Not only did I tell you to manage the Wuji Sect well, but I also told you to protect the entire holy land. But what have you done?"

Looking at the people kneeling on the ground with sorrowful expressions, the two of them lowered their heads and remained silent.

Under Zi Chen's powerful pressure, the entire Tianyang City became a no-fly zone. Wild Wolf and the others followed behind and automatically landed outside the city. They walked into the city.

"Why is Lord Zi Chen so angry?" Wild Wolf asked in confusion.

"It might have something to do with the Wang Family."

Zhang Tong, who was walking forward, glanced back at Wang Shan.

Even though they hadn't left the sect all these years, they had more or less heard about the Wang Family's way of doing things.

"What's wrong with the Wang Family?" Wang Shan turned to look at Zhang Tong with a puzzled expression.

"You've been in seclusion for too long. It's time for you to come out for a walk."

The few of them arrived at the square. Zi Chen's soaring aura was too obvious, but what caught their attention was the black mass of people kneeling on the ground.

There were people from the Wang Family, as well as others. The people from the Wang Family were all heavily injured, their expressions extremely ugly. Meanwhile, most of the others were weeping endlessly, feeling great grief.

"What happened?"

Wang Shan was puzzled as he looked at Zi Chen. The joy that had appeared on his face when he saw Zi Chen was completely suppressed by the murderous aura surging from Zi Chen. Wang Shan was confused.

The atmosphere was heavy and oppressive. No one said a word.

With the release of his aura, everyone could feel Zi Chen's anger.

"Uncle Zi Chen, you're finally back."

A surprised voice suddenly rang out in this oppressive atmosphere, followed by a group of people walking over from afar.

The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a luxurious robe. Although his appearance had changed greatly, Zi Chen could already sense his identity from the aura of his soul.

Wang Weiyu.

Wang Qiong's only son.

Zi Chen remembered the origin of his name. It meant that Wang Qiong was afraid of Wu Yu. Wu Yu was Wang Qiong's wife.

"Auntie Xian 'er, you're also back."

Wang Weiyu walked over, his face filled with joy and excitement from reuniting after a long time. Behind him, the elders looked extremely nervous as they nervously followed Wang Weiyu.

Wang Weiyu saw the cultivators from his family kneeling on the ground, heavily injured, not saying a word.

"What are you kneeling for? It's just a misunderstanding. This is Uncle Zi Chen. You don't know him. In the future, open your eyes wide and look clearly. If you dare to offend Uncle Zi Chen again, be careful that you won't be able to keep your lives."

Before Wang Weiyu even reached Zi Chen, he turned around and began to reprimand the cultivators from the Wang Family. After a round of reprimanding, Wang Weiyu indifferently said, "Don't you think you're an eyesore here? Scram."

On the surface, Wang Weiyu seemed to be reprimanding them, but in reality, he was trying to help them escape punishment.

After hearing Wang Weiyu's words, the cultivators who were kneeling on the ground to complain lost all color in their faces.

The only reason they had stood up was because Zi Chen had returned.

If Zi Chen hadn't helped them today, or if Zi Chen had let these evil Wang Family disciples off because of their past relationship, then what awaited them would have been complete annihilation.

Their faces were deathly pale as they raised their heads to look at Zi Chen. Their expressions were filled with anticipation, anticipation, and a wisp of despair.

Zi Chen was their last hope.

The marriage between Wang Qiong and Wu Yu was an alliance. Back then, the Heavenly Barbarian Pavilion was already quite large and had a lot of resources.

As Wang Qiong's only son, Wang Weiyu had almost never experienced any hardships while growing up. The resources he needed for cultivation were provided by everyone. Later on, Zi Chen and the others also treated him like their own and doted on him a lot.

As a result, his personality was a little capricious. Even after so long, he was still capricious.

Wang Weiyu was capricious because his father was Wang Qiong, his aunt was Wang Xian 'er, his uncle was Wang Shan, and his uncle was Zi Chen. He had Uncle Devil Ape, Uncle Monk, Uncle Zhang Haotian, Uncle Lv Peng, and many other people from the previous era.

The capricious Wang Weiyu had too many powerful backers, but they didn't, so they didn't dare to be capricious. At this moment, they were still kneeling on the ground and didn't dare to move.

"What's wrong? You don't even listen to me?"

Wang Weiyu's face darkened as he displayed the dignity of a Patriarch.

However, it was useless. Zi Chen was the boss today.

Wang Weiyu could ignore Zi Chen, but they didn't dare to.

The entire Patriarch of the Wang Clan didn't have the slightest bit of face today. This made Wang Weiyu feel a little embarrassed. He turned to Zi Chen and said with some dissatisfaction, "Uncle Zi Chen, it seems that they will only listen to you today. There should only be a small misunderstanding. Once the misunderstanding is resolved, everything will be fine. If you feel that Wang Weiyu has not received you well, I will personally come and apologize later."

Zi Chen had been paying attention to Wang Weiyu ever since he came. From his words, Zi Chen could already see the main reason why the Wang Clan had developed to this state.

A person who had never experienced any storms and had done whatever he wanted at a young age had become the Patriarch. He also had too many resources to squander. What kind of clan could he lead?

Looking at Wang Weiyu, Zi Chen didn't say anything, but disappointment could be seen in his eyes.

"Kneel!"

Wang Shan could clearly see the seriousness of the matter and shouted at Wang Weiyu.

"Kneel for what? Little Uncle, I'm the Wang Clan's Patriarch now."

Wang Weiyu turned around and winked at Wang Shan. If a Patriarch like him were to kneel in front of so many people, how would he be able to lead the clan in the future?

"Bang!"

A powerful force suddenly came from behind. Wang Weiyu's legs bent and he immediately knelt down. The ground shook and a deep hole appeared in the ground.

"Damn it …"

Caught off guard, Wang Weiyu immediately turned around, but before he could finish cursing, he abruptly stopped himself and called out in shock, "Father!"

The person who came was Wang Qiong. He stood behind Wang Weiyu, his face full of anger.

"Unfilial son, you unfilial son!"

"Father, I just came here to take a look. How did I become an unfilial son?" Wang Weiyu was very confused and also felt wronged.

He had heard that Uncle Zi Chen had returned, so he hurried over with a face full of anticipation.

Who would have thought that Uncle Zi Chen would remain silent with a cold expression on his face. Aunt Xian 'er was the same. Uncle Wang Shan had asked him to kneel as soon as he arrived, without any consideration for him, the great ancestor. As for Uncle Zi Chen, he had even kicked him and called him an unfilial son.

Ignoring Wang Weiyu, Wang Qiong lifted his head and looked at Zi Chen, Wang Xian 'er, Tyrant, and the rest. His face was filled with guilt. He smiled bitterly and said, "I've disappointed all of you this time."

"What's there to be disappointed about? Father, this is just a misunderstanding." Wang Weiyu said again.

Wang Qiong was furious. He raised his hand and energy surged, wanting to slap Wang Weiyu's head.

"If you kill him, I won't live either."

An indifferent voice sounded from behind Wang Qiong. A gentle and elegant woman walked over.

It was Wu Yu, Wang Qiong's wife and Wang Weiyu's mother.

"Mother."

Wu Yu came in front of Wang Weiyu and gently stroked his head. She said softly, "It's okay, it's okay."

After comforting Wang Weiyu, Wu Yu turned to look at Zi Chen. She looked straight into Zi Chen's eyes and knelt on the ground. "Zi Chen, everything is my fault. It has nothing to do with Weiyu."

Wang Qiong stood at the side with a complicated expression full of guilt. But he didn't slap Wang Weiyu in the end. He shook his head and sighed. "A loving mother leads to a useless son."

Wu Yu turned back and glared at Wang Qiong. She said resentfully, "Yes, a loving mother leads to a useless son. But what about you? Apart from taking care of the Wuji Sect, have you ever taken care of your son? In the eyes of others, the Wuji Sect is your son, but the truth is that you're nothing in the Wuji Sect. Your son even has to kneel on the ground and apologize in front of so many people."

Wu Yu was siding with Wang Weiyu and blaming Zi Chen for not taking into account their many years of friendship.

This was a family matter, and there was no absolute right and wrong. Demon Ape and the others looked down and remained silent, even if they felt that Wu Yu had gone too far.

Swish.

A ray of energy wrapped around Wu Yu and brought her up. Zi Chen said indifferently, "Sister-in-law, you don't have to do this. Zi Chen knows what he's doing."

The next moment, Zi Chen changed the topic and said coldly, "Wild Wolf, Wu Liu, are you here?"

"Wild Wolf is here."

"Wu Liu is here."

The two quickly went forward and saluted with their fists.

Zi Chen said coldly, "Gather the disciples of the Wuji Sect and lock down all the cities. No one of the Wang Family's disciples is allowed to leave the city."

"Yes."

Zi Chen emitted a cold aura. "Send out an announcement immediately. All the cultivators who are oppressed by the Wang Family in this sacred place can report to Tianyang City. In order to prevent anyone from stopping them, send the cultivators of the Wuji Sect out to patrol. If anyone complains about the Wang Family, bring them to me personally."

"Yes."

Wild Wolf and Wu Liu saluted with their fists and left.

"Is Black Wind here?"

"Black Wind is here."

"Go and capture Wang Xun and Wang Anhe. Kill anyone who tries to resist. Kill anyone who tries to protect them."

"Yes, Black Wind."

Black Wind turned around and turned into a black hurricane, flying into the distance.

Zi Chen's words were sonorous and unquestionable.

Wang Weiyu was an existence who had lived for thousands of years. Even if he was willful, there was a limit. At this moment, he finally understood that this was not a mere misunderstanding, but a serious matter.