At the banquet.
Wang Zhi lay in a pool of blood, killed by Ye Fan.
Seeing this, the guests scattered, and chaos ensued.
The elders of the Wang family, filled with anger and about to attack Ye Fan, were stunned by the old man’s imposing aura.
They saw the old man and were slightly surprised that such a presence had arrived. They all bowed and said, "Greetings, Ancestor!"
"You all may leave. I will atone for my oversight."
"Yes!"
They all breathed a sigh of relief. With the Ancestor here, victory was assured.
This young man was doomed.
However, their expressions soon changed drastically.
For when the young man began to fight the Ancestor, they were evenly matched, neither able to overcome the other.
The old man exclaimed in shock, "When did you become so powerful? Were you faking it yesterday?"
He recalled how easily he had subdued the young man the day before and increasingly believed the young man had been feigning weakness. But why would he do that?
That was a deep-seated hatred for the murder of his entire family. Who could endure such humiliation?
Was it all to kill Wang Zhi?
He had been present then, and with his protection, Wang Zhi would not have died. But if he had endured, he could have gotten close to Wang Zhi and killed him!
He suddenly understood, believing he had figured everything out.
"So, you endured such humiliation just to kill Wang Zhi!"
"But you are still too young. I will surely kill you today!"
The young man was fearless. He silently chanted the Rage God Technique, and wisps of rage emanated from his body, forming a domain of fury within a ten-thousand-meter radius.
Everyone within the domain was affected by this overwhelming rage.
Some grabbed weapons and attacked those who had long bullied them, while others, driven mad by fury, went on a killing spree against passersby.
In an instant, hundreds of thousands of people in the entire city fell into madness.
Slaughter ensued, turning the world into a living hell.
Threads of blood energy gathered in the sky, and the young man then swallowed them in one gulp, his strength increasing once more.
Instantly, his power multiplied tenfold. With this immense strength, he sent the old man flying back with a single punch.
"You... you are too strong!"
"Die!" the young man roared, his voice hoarse, and launched another punch.
The old man, now at a disadvantage against the young man, could only desperately defend.
He was enraged but helpless. The young man was too powerful.
"It's time to end you!"
The young man unleashed a kick, shattering all the old man's bones. He lay on the ground like a puddle of mud, his breath shallow, with little time left.
The young man walked over, looked down at the old man, and said, "You brainwashed me, making me furious, and rage is the nourishment for my strength!"
After saying this, the young man turned and left. He still had the Wang family to purge, intending to leave no one alive.
As he lay dying, the old man heard this and finally understood. The young man’s power was rage.
He understood, but it was too late.
Cough, cough, cough!
He coughed violently a few times, his breathing becoming erratic, and then he lost consciousness, completely dead.
A powerful figure, a celestial being on earth, was killed by an unknown youth. It was unbelievable.
The young man’s rage domain had already wrought havoc upon the Wang family.
He walked through the Wang family’s courtyards and saw servants and maids transformed into fierce tigers, pursuing their masters.
"Ninth Young Master, still running? The further you run, the more I'll cut you!"
"Hahaha, Third Young Lady, do you think you’re beautiful? No, no, no, you’re an ugly hag. I could never speak my mind before, but today I’ll show you just how ugly you are, and let you die in your ugliness!"
"Die, you dared to punish me by making me clean toilets, you dared to withhold my wages! I’ll kill you!"
"........... "
The entire Wang mansion was in utter disarray.
The Wang family members numbered only a hundred, but their maids, servants, guards, chefs, and so on, totaled over ten thousand.
Ten thousand people rioted, driven by fury, wielding butcher knives against their masters.
While the Wang family members were stronger, not all of them were. Some lacked talent in cultivation and lived as dandies.
Thus, these individuals met their doom. They, who had been arrogant and overbearing, now faced retribution, brutally murdered by their own servants.
Similar incidents were not confined to the Wang mansion but occurred in other prominent families as well.
In an instant, people’s grievances were amplified, and rage drove them to commit acts they would never have dared before.
In the shadows, the Rage Demon God soared above the city, his face filled with pleasure as he absorbed the waves of rage emanating from the populace.
"Ah, this is the taste of food, truly delicious!"
He beckoned with a hand and absorbed a wisp of rage from Ye Fan.
After absorbing Ye Fan’s rage, he praised, "As expected of a potential destined protagonist. The quality of this rage is truly high, yours is the most delicious!"
"However, once he annihilates the Wang family, his rage will likely subside. I must devise a way to make him furious again!" he mused.
Finally, his gaze fell upon the young lady of the Liu family.
"Heh heh, it's you!"
............
One night passed.
The entire city was a wreck, with half its population dead.
When they awoke and recalled the events of the previous night, they wore expressions of disbelief.
Looking at their masters, who lay dead by their blades, the servants were terrified and fled.
The impact of this event was immense.
The government was paralyzed.
Thus, three days passed, and reinforcements were sent from above, gradually calming the aftermath.
However, the survivors of that disaster were all haunted by lingering fear.
The feeling of being controlled by rage sent shivers down their spines.
They never wished to experience it again.
At this moment.
Ye Fan’s rage subsided, and he regained his senses. He did not regret anything he had done; in fact, he was deeply grateful for the Rage God Technique.
Without this cultivation method, he would never have been able to avenge himself.
As for the innocent lives lost, he could only offer a helpless apology in his heart.
The Wang family, being of royal lineage, was annihilated, yet the imperial family showed no reaction. This was highly unusual.
But only the village elder understood that the current emperor was a man who preyed on the weak and feared the strong. Once he learned the truth of the matter, he would not dare seek retribution.
He might even place the Wang family’s concubine under house arrest to distance himself from the Wang family.
With no one to intervene, time passed, and the matter was eventually forgotten.
Ye Fan and Miss Liu Yun’er of the Liu family became inseparable again.
Ye Fan spent his days with her, playing, reading, practicing calligraphy, cultivating, and fighting evil with her…
They had clearly become lovers, deeply infatuated.
The head of the Liu family dared not interfere. Who in this city was not aware of Ye Fan’s fearsome reputation?
They were both lost in love, unable to extricate themselves.
One day.
Ye Fan couldn't sleep, his mind filled with images of Liu Yun’er.
"Can't sleep, I miss Yun'er. I must go to the city to find her!"
No sooner had he thought it than he sprang out of bed and headed for the city.
At this moment.
The Liu family.
Bang!
The door was suddenly kicked open, and figures clad in black rushed in, killing anyone they saw.
The head of the Liu family, a Grandmaster, roared in anger, "Who are you?"
"The ones here to kill you!"
"Kill!"
Without further ado, the slaughter began.
The head of the Liu family was furious, but he discovered that these black-clad assailants were at least Grandmaster level, and there were more than a dozen of them.
"You are the head of the Liu family, aren't you? Die!"
With a single slash, the head of the Liu family died with his eyes wide open.
In the boudoir of Miss Liu Yun’er of the Liu family.
"Miss, we must escape quickly!" the maid urged, pulling on Liu Yun'er, her face full of anxiety.
"Let's go find Ye Fan, he can definitely save us!" Liu Yun’er said. "But, my father..."
"Don't worry, Master is a Grandmaster, he'll be fine."
Just as she spoke, the door was kicked open.
A black-clad assailant grinned sinisterly as he entered. He looked at Liu Yun’er and laughed, "You are Miss Liu Yun’er?"
Liu Yun’er remained silent, while the maid gritted her teeth and asked, "Who exactly are you people?"
The black-clad man burst into laughter. "You are not worthy of knowing! It is your honor to die by my blade!"
"But before you die, let me have some fun!"
"Ah, no!"
Time passed.
A quarter of an hour later, the Liu family was wiped out. All seventy-eight members of the family perished without exception.
Their deaths were tragic; they had been tortured before their demise and died in despair.
When Ye Fan arrived at the Liu family, he found the entire estate eerily silent.
This was not right.
Suddenly, he smelled the scent of blood, emanating from the Liu family.
"No!"
He thought of Liu Yun’er and ran frantically towards the Liu family.
Stepping into the Liu family compound, he saw corpses strewn everywhere. From their condition, they had only recently died.
"No, please don't let it be..."
His body trembled, and as he moved forward, he saw the corpse of the head of the Liu family, then the corpse of the elder, until he reached Liu Yun’er's room.
Creak!
The door opened, and he stepped inside.
A disheveled corpse lay there, its eyes wide open, staring at him.
His body trembled, and sorrow surged through his heart like a tide.
"Yun'er!"
A desperate roar echoed through the heavens.
"WHO IS IT!!!!!!"