He was done for!
Bai Yang's mind instantly filled with this thought.
Instinctively, he started running away.
Feng Jinchuan fled in almost the same direction as Bai Yang. Originally, Bai Yang only wanted to escape quickly, but seeing Song Wanníng's anxious expression, Feng Jinchuan suddenly formed a vengeful idea.
Song Wanníng had destroyed everything he had, so he wanted her to feel the pain of losing someone she cared about. During his escape, he once again gathered his spiritual power and struck a massive palm blast toward Bai Yang's fleeing path.
All of this happened in a flash.
The powerful palm surged toward Bai Yang, freezing the surrounding air instantly. Even at his weakest moment, Feng Jinchuan was still a Divine Transformation cultivator.
This palm strike would surely kill Bai Yang.
Seeing Bai Yang trapped with no escape, a cruel smile appeared on Feng Jinchuan's face as he fled. He turned briefly, wanting to enjoy the sight of Song Wanníng's pain. But what she showed him was unexpected—she stood with arms crossed, smiling meaningfully. Looking closely, that smile held a hint of triumph, mixed with disdain and schadenfreude.
Something was wrong.
Feng Jinchuan immediately sensed he was being tricked again. But it was too late for regrets.
The palm wind reached Bai Yang and enveloped him.
"Master, save me!" Bai Yang's shout was cut off abruptly.
Before Feng Jinchuan could react, a bolt of heavenly lightning descended violently upon him. He looked up in terror, staring in disbelief as the lightning struck, and then he began to flee frantically.
But everything was over.
In the blink of an eye, the lightning struck him mercilessly.
Filled with deep hatred, it utterly consumed him.
"No—"
Among the infinite flashes of lightning, Feng Jinchuan's last scream of unwillingness echoed. He never expected this final strike would force him into a dead end.
Song Wanníng's schemes were so deep, her heart so cruel!
At that moment, he seemed to see the faces of the fallen Feng family elders, and his heart filled with endless regret and guilt. If he had been more careful and eliminated this threat at the start, none of this would have happened.
The Feng family was finished!
He was the family's sinner.
Feng Jinchuan's eyes widened painfully, and he lost consciousness completely.
...
The aftershocks of the heavenly lightning faded, revealing a charred corpse and a storage ring.
Feng Jinchuan was dead, struck down by the lightning. Normally, he could survive a lightning strike with minor injuries. But just moments ago, he was already at the end of his strength. This lightning severed his life force completely, taking his Yuányīng with it.
Still cautious, Song Wanníng carefully inspected the storage ring to make sure it contained no treasures capable of hiding a Primordial Soul before she relaxed.
She rifled through the ring and finally found items related to the dragon vein. Perhaps Feng Jinchuan never expected to die here; otherwise, he would have destroyed these things rather than leave them for Song Wanníng.
Song Wanníng's lips curved slightly as she glanced at the unconscious Bai Yang lying on the ground. Bringing him was the right choice—otherwise Feng Jinchuan might have escaped. mThat would have been a bigger problem.
Satisfied, she stored the ring away, then collected all the storage rings from the shattered formation. mLooking at the full load of rings, Song Wanníng finally smiled widely.
This time, she had gained a lot.
After quickly disposing of all the corpses, she returned Bai Yang to the cave and fed him a pill to keep him unconscious.
Then she hurried back toward the Feng family.
At this time, the Feng family was still unaware that all the elders had died suddenly, still maintaining a peaceful appearance.
Upon returning, Song Wanníng headed straight to the treasury. She took out Feng Jinchuan's Patriarch token and opened the vault, sweeping through it thoroughly. Without the protection of the Feng elders, these treasures would be claimed by other families. It was better to have them for herself.
Pills, magical artifacts, talismans, spirit stones, herbs—all were taken away. mThen she went to the library and decided to take every book, packing them into storage rings. Over ten rings were filled to capacity. Some items that didn't fit were discarded.
The Nascent Soul cultivator in the library was shocked by this and tried to ask questions but was struck down by Song Wanníng.
She didn't kill him, making him the best witness.
She quickly flew away, leaving the Nascent Soul cultivator behind.
"No, no! Elder Youming has destroyed the library!"
The Nascent Soul cultivator shouted, rushing to find the Patriarch to complain. But no one could be found. The communication talisman was dead silent. He sent messages to other elders but received no replies. What was going on?
The Nascent Soul cultivator's worry deepened. He gathered other Nascent Soul cultivators to discuss the situation. They all tried contacting the elders and Patriarch, but the result was the same. A heavy fear settled over them all.
"The Patriarch and elders have never disappeared so suddenly before. Could something have happened?"
"Even if something happened, how could all of them be gone? Elder Youming is fine."
"Do you think Elder Youming killed them?"
"That's impossible. Even Youming Patriarch can't kill more than ten Divine Transformation elders. That's ridiculous!"
"That's true."
Everyone looked deeply worried until someone suggested checking the soul plaques in the Soul Hall. After hesitation, they decided to go. With heavy hearts and fear, they pushed open the Soul Hall's doors. As they cautiously approached, every one of them froze. They looked like soulless bodies, pale and motionless. The soul plaques at the top had all quietly shattered into pieces.
The fragments matched the state of their hearts—broken, shattered beyond repair.
No one dared believe what they were seeing was real.
Minutes later, someone screamed in horror.
The group snapped back to reality, rushing around in panic and shock. Some even shed tears.
"How could this happen? The elders and Patriarch, all of them..."
"Impossible! They were so powerful. How could they all be dead?"
"It's over. The Feng family is finished, completely finished!"
The Nascent Soul cultivators could not accept the truth and vented their grief wildly. With all the Feng elders dead, they had no protection. Other families would take them in. From now on, they would live under others' control. The peaceful days were gone. Everything was destroyed.