Chapter 295: Chapter 295: Mu Ruyue Returns (Part 1)
The old master’s heart suddenly clenched, and a fear he had never felt before spread through his heart, causing him to tremble with a look of deep terror in his eyes.
Elder Xiao coughed twice, fresh blood staining his gray clothes, yet he seemed not to notice as he lifted his pale old face to gaze at Nangong Zifeng. However, from beginning to end, he never moved his body away from the people before him.
“I have said that even in death, I would die before the Xiao Family, to harm them one must step over my corpse!”
He clenched his fist tightly and slowly rose from the ground…
In the breeze, the elder’s body swayed unsteadily, as if it would float away with the wind, but his steps were exceptionally firm as if no matter what blows he took, he would never walk away from the people…
Elder Xiao raised his head, his turbid eyes filled with resolve, and declared as if embracing death, “Nangong Zifeng, coming to the Xiao Family was your biggest mistake. Since that’s the case, come join this old man on the journey to the Netherworld, hahaha!”
A transparent barrier rose from within the Xiao Family’s courtyard, enveloping all of them like a protective membrane within the barrier.
“Elder Xiao, what are you doing?”The family head shouted anxiously, his fists enveloped in a ball of green flames that he hurled at the barrier but a wave of light from within the barrier repelled him.
With a bang, the family head fell to the ground, despair in his eyes as he looked at the ethereal gray figure in the breeze.
“This is the Xiao Family’s last resort, it can withstand the force of an Intermediate Innate self-destruction. Nangong Zifeng, my life is nearly at an end, and I am someone who is almost ready to step into a coffin, but to pull an Innate down with me before I die is not a bad way to have walked this world,” the elder said.
Elder Xiao’s smile was steadfast and content, his eyes carrying an unquestionable determination.
At this moment, the faces of the Xiao Family were painted with grief, and angry roars burst forth from the family head’s lips.
The intense sorrow almost drove him mad, his fists falling over and over against the barrier…
A powerful force erupted from Elder Xiao’s body, rapidly expanding towards Nangong Zifeng, who, sensing the frenzied power, finally showed a hint of panic in her beautiful eyes.
“Damn old man, he’s really lost his mind!”
The self-destruction of an Intermediate Innate could leave one crippled even if they survived, and if Zifeng were crippled in the Xiao Family, the family head with fire in his eyes would surely end her life with a single strike.
Elder Xiao lightly curled his lips upwards, gently closing his eyes…
In his final moments, he most often recalled the days when he fought alongside the Xiao Family’s Ancestor, days filled with danger yet the most beautiful memories of his life.
Now, he had finally completed the Ancestor’s mission and could follow him to hell—God knows how long he had waited for this day.
To die for the Xiao Family, he would die without regrets!
Elder Xiao suddenly opened his eyes, his body rapidly expanding like a balloon under the horrified gaze of Nangong Zifeng and the mournful eyes of the Xiao Family members as he burst into raucous laughter.
“Hahaha, my life as Elder Xiao has been full of color, with no regrets left. Family Head, after I am gone, I hope you bury my ashes with the Ancestor. When I get to hell, I still want to join the Ancestor in battle!”