Palace of Heavenly Kings

Chapter 292 Bloodline Chasing Soul

Chen Mo looked at Wan Changru and said coldly, "Are you disappointed?"

Wan Changru gradually regained his composure, and looked at Chen Mo with a gloomy face: "It's really disappointing, you have no idea how many people are looking forward to your death."

"You planned that car accident!" Chen Mo asked.

Wan Changru looked indifferent: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"In front of me, you don't need to hide, you know my methods!" Chen Mo stared at Wan Changrudao coldly.

Wan Changru looked at Chen Mo without timidity, and said in a deep voice, "Don't talk nonsense about things without evidence. Now is a society ruled by law. Even if you are a member of the martial arts world, I can still sue you for defamation!"

"Evidence?" Chen Mo sneered: "Do you think I need evidence for what I do?"

An undisguised murderous intent erupted from Chen Mo. If he hadn't been concerned about the Kunlun officials, Chen Mo would have killed Wanjia long ago.

Now that Wanjia dared to lay a black hand on Li Sufang and Wen Qing, even if he broke with the Kunlun officials, Chen Mo would not leave Wanjia a ticking time bomb that would detonate at some point.

Chen Mo walked slowly towards Wan Changru's desk, as if death had come.

Wan Changru was frightened, he knew better than anyone else that this unattractive young man in front of him was a real executioner.

"What do you want to do?"

Wan Changru swallowed hard, feeling that the air had become a bit oppressive, especially the monstrous murderous intent emanating from Chen Mo, like a huge steel palm, strangling his throat, making him breathless .

"Punish your ten thousand families and three clans!"

Chen Mo said lightly, but the voice seemed to come from the Nine Serenity Hell, making one's hair stand on end.

"How dare you!" Wan Changru roared in horror.

"My second brother is a high-ranking military official, and my third brother is the deputy leader of the city. If you dare to touch me, the Kunlun officials will not let you go!"

Chen Mo was not moved at all, and said lightly: "So what?"

Chen Mo stretched out his hand to grab Wan Changru's wrist, and with a light swipe, a bloody sword flew out.

Chen Mo slowly stretched out his hand, just holding the blood sword in the air: "Since you dare to attack my family, you have to bear the consequences!"

"I want you to see with your own eyes that the Wan Family and the Three Clans will die in front of you!"

Chen Mo pointed at Cheng Jian and drew a complex formation in the void, which took a full 10 minutes to complete.

Finally, Chen Mo sprinkled the ball of blood taken from Wan Changru's body into the formation.

A burst of spiritual power was released, and the entire formation was instantly activated, emitting a blood-red light, as if the gate of hell had opened!
"Bloodline chasing soul formation, punish the three bloodline clans!"

Waves of ripples spread out from the room in all directions, following the mysterious and complicated avenues and gods between heaven and earth, tracing the blood of Wan Changru's three generations.

Wan Changru was terrified. Although he didn't know what Chen Mo was doing, he could feel the fear from the depths of his soul.

Wan Changru shouted: "What the hell are you doing? You are a member of the martial arts world and cannot meddle in the affairs of the secular world. You may not be afraid of the official anger, but do you want your family to be buried with you!"

"stop it now!"

Chen Mo ignored him at all, and slowly injected spiritual power into the bloodline chasing soul array.

In the void, the bloodline chasing soul array was like a holographic projector, one after another faces emerged, all of them were direct blood relatives of the Wan family.

In a quiet room, Wan Wenyou was wearing casual clothes and reading a book in a wheelchair.

A strange wave invisible to the naked eye in the void connected to Wan Wenyou.

Suddenly, his face changed, and a gray flame erupted from his blood, instantly turning into a burning man.

In the picture, only Wan Wenyou can be seen falling from the wheelchair and rolling on the ground, but no sound can be heard.

But anyone can feel the heart-piercing pain of Wan Wenyou.

The scene changed, and Wan Changfeng, who was speaking to a group of soldiers on the army training ground, suddenly inexplicably burned with gray flames all over his body.A group of panicked soldiers quickly poured water on Wan Changfeng.

But the gray flame was burning from the inside out, and the ordinary water couldn't extinguish it at all. A group of soldiers could only watch helplessly as Wan Changfeng was burned to ashes.

Then, the screen changed again. Wan Yuxiang, the deputy leader of Yangwu City who was presiding over the meeting in the conference room, also burned without warning, and the gray flames engulfed him.

But the gray flame didn't burn anything other than the Wanjia people.Because this is the fire of law that only targets blood, and the combustibles of this flame are only those who have the blood of Wanjia.

Wan Changru stared in horror at the pictures that appeared in the blood chasing soul formation one after another, but he didn't believe it, he felt that all of these were the blindfolded tricks played by Chen Mo.

However, until a young man from a subsidiary company of the Meihua Group suddenly appeared, Wan Changru suddenly lost his composure.

"No, no, stop, you stop!"

Chen Mo didn't know this young man, he was Wan Changru's illegitimate son, and he had long been a spy in the Meihua Group.

He hid it well, but in front of the bloodline chasing soul formation, all disguises are useless. The bloodline law that exists in the world will wipe out all the bloodlines of Wan Changru within three generations.

Unless someone from the Wan family is stronger than Chen Mo, none of the three generations of the Wan family will be able to escape.

The same scene was staged in various cities at the same time. Even the daughter of Wan Changru, who was far away in the Northern Federation, did not escape the bloodline chasing soul formation.

Wan Changru knelt down in front of Chen Mo with a plop, kowtowed and begged for mercy: "Stop, I beg you, stop now! I am willing to do whatever you want, please leave a way for my Wan family to survive!"

Wan Changru once assumed many ways for Chen Mo to retaliate. He felt that no matter how Chen Mo retaliated, even if he killed him, it was within the range he could bear.

However, the means of a great cultivator in the state of transformation into a god are beyond what a mere mortal can imagine.

The revenge method chosen by Chen Mo, let alone Wan Changru, could not bear it, even the entire Wan Family could not bear it!
The three clans of the Wan family, this is tantamount to erasing all people who are related to the Wan family from this world, which is tantamount to completely obliterating the existence of the Wan family!
Wan Changru couldn't accept it, he couldn't even imagine it!

At this moment, all the members of the second generation of the Wan family have been killed, and soon it will be the turn of the third generation of the Wan family.

Chen Mo slowly stretched out his hand, ready to end the bloodline chasing soul array.

However, thinking of what Wanjia did to him in his previous life, Chen Mo slowly lowered his raised hand.

In his previous life, he always believed that Li Sufang died in a car accident, but he didn't realize until today that all of this was a conspiracy by the Wan family.

Chen Jingye, who was hit by Li Sufang's death, was depressed and died soon after.

Then annexed the Meihua Group, forcing Chen Mo to almost commit suicide.In order to protect Chen Mo, Wen Qing devoted herself to marrying Wan Wenyou.

After ruining Wen Qing, Wan Jia broke his promise and continued to suppress Chen Mo, eventually forcing Chen Mo to commit suicide by jumping off a building.

After Wen Qing learned the truth, she was so ashamed and indignant that she hanged herself in Wanjia's villa.

If Chen Mo hadn't happened to be taken away by Immortal Emperor Donghua, he might only be able to cry for grievances in the underworld.

Even after six hundred years, this painful experience is still a pain in Chen Mo's heart that he will never let go of!
Those blood feuds, even today, are still like yesterday to Chen Mo.

"Wan Jia, you owe me too much!"

(End of this chapter)