One person: He secluded himself for eighty years and cured Tian Jinzhong.

Chapter 28 Su Wuxian really dares to tear things down!

The Wang family ancestral home, a secret room in the backyard.

As Tian Jinzhong kicked open the heavy steel door.

A nauseating, fishy stench, mixed with a chilling resentment, assaulted my senses as if it were a tangible presence.

This flavor is too strong.

It's like mixing hundreds of corpses with a stinking ditch, and letting it ferment for over a decade.

"vomit!!!!"

Zhang Chulan, standing at the very front, almost vomited up the soy milk he had just eaten, and quickly covered his mouth and nose: "Holy crap! Did the Wang family build their house on top of a septic tank? It stinks so badly!"

Su Wuxian frowned slightly and waved his sleeve.

A gentle breeze rose from the ground, dispersing the foul air at the doorway.

"It's not the stench of corpses." Su Wuxian's eyes were icy as he stared at the dark passage. "It's resentment. It's the resentment accumulated by countless souls imprisoned, tortured, and unable to be reborn."

"Let's go in and take a look at this old Mr. Wang's collection."

The group stepped inside.

Zhang Chulan suppressed his discomfort, raised his phone, and pointed the camera forward.

"Family members! The gates are open! We are now entering the core forbidden area of ​​the Wang family! High-energy content may be ahead; those with weak stomachs should watch with parental supervision!"

As the group ventured deeper, the underground landscape gradually came into focus.

This is a huge underground space, about half the size of a football field.

But there was no gold or silver treasure, nor any antiques or paintings here.

Yes, there are rows of cold iron frames.

The shelf was filled with countless black jars.

Each jar was covered with a yellow talisman and vibrated slightly from time to time, as if some living creature was trapped inside.

In the corner, various instruments of torture stained with black blood hung, along with several dying supernatural beings who had not yet been dealt with.

"Help...help me..."

A young man, chained to a corner and covered in injuries, weakly cried for help when he saw someone enter.

"This is... a disciple of the Seeking Truth Society?"

One of the Lu family's retainers, who had accompanied them, recognized the man and exclaimed, "Didn't he disappear half a year ago? The Wang family claimed he died from a qi deviation, so how could he be here?!"

"And that one! That's the great shaman of Liangshan!"

"My God! That jar... isn't that the name on it... that of that famous free-spirited martial arts master from thirty years ago???"

As more and more people were recognized, the entire live stream room exploded.

Holy crap! Is this hell?!

[Has the Wang family gone mad? Why are they kidnapping so many extraordinary individuals?]

What's inside those jars? Souls?

[Beast! Absolutely a beast! Is this the Ten Elders?]

Wang Ai was being dragged along like a dead dog. Seeing this scene being filmed, she trembled all over, her lips quivering, "No...stop filming! Turn it off! Turn it off now!!"

"Turn it off?"

Su Wuxian sneered, walked to a black jar, and tore off the talisman on it.

"Bang!"

The jar exploded.

A shrill black shadow rushed out with a scream, hovering in the air and exuding a strong aura of resentment and venom.

But after seeing the golden light emanating from Su Wuxian, they cowered in fear in a corner, trembling.

"Is this how your royal family commands spirits and generals?"

Su Wuxian pointed to the room full of jars, his voice like a judge's:

"The so-called prestigious and upright sects are actually doing this kind of dirty work behind the scenes."

"In order to cultivate that incomplete method of absorbing spirits, you not only capture powerful spirits everywhere, but you even kidnap living people and torture them to death, just to extract that one trace of resentful spirit?"

"Wang Ai, is this a family of cultivators? This is clearly a slaughterhouse!"

"And what's more, they were slaughtering their own kind!"

Feng Zhenghao stood aside, looking at the sins that filled the room, his eyes bloodshot and his whole body trembling.

He could sense that many of the spirits here carried the unique aura of the Feng family lineage!

That was the spirit that Feng Tianyang was forced to hand over after being captured by the Wang family!

There was even the spirit that the Wang family secretly took from the Feng family later!

"Grandpa... all our ancestors..."

Feng Zhenghao suddenly knelt on the ground, tears streaming down his face:

"The unfilial descendant Feng Zhenghao... is too late!"

Feng Xingtong's eyes also reddened, and she gritted her teeth as she said, "Dad! These are all our family's spirits! Those beasts from the Wang family actually locked our ancestors in jars and raised them as animal feed!"

This scene was broadcast throughout the entire world of supernatural beings via Zhang Chulan's live stream.

All the supernatural beings in front of the screen fell silent, followed by overwhelming rage.

If Su Wuxian's attack on the Wang family was initially thought to be a personal grudge, then people might have thought it was just a personal feud.

So now, this is public outrage!

The Wang family has crossed the line in the world of supernatural beings!

"It's over...it's all over..."

Wang Ai slumped to the ground, his face ashen. He knew that from this moment on, the Wang family's century-old reputation was utterly ruined.

From now on, when members of the Wang family walk down the street, they will probably be gossiped about behind their backs.

"Zhang Chulan, zoom in!"

Su Wuxian waved.

Zhang Chulan immediately took a close-up photo.

Su Wuxian looked at the camera, pointed to the hellish scene behind him, and said calmly:

"Friends from the world of supernatural beings, have you all seen clearly?"

"These are the Ten Elders you all revere, and this is one of the so-called Four Great Families."

"Starting today, I am announcing two things."

Su Wuxian held up two fingers:

"First, I will have the Feng family perform rituals to release or liberate all the spirits here. As for the living people who are imprisoned, each family can send someone to retrieve them."

"second."

Su Wuxian turned his head, looking down at Wang Ai, his eyes flashing with murderous intent:

"Such a trashy family has no right to remain in the world of supernatural beings."

"The Wang family's assets will be taken over by the World Society for compensation."

As for Wang Ai...

Su Wuxian raised his foot and stepped on Wang Ai's dantian.

"What...what are you going to do?! I'm the Tenth Elder! I have immunity!" Wang Ai screamed in terror.

"Immunity?"

Su Wuxian laughed, a laugh that chilled the heart:

"In my world, there is only the death penalty."

"However, letting you die would be too easy for you."

"Dual-wielding hands, blue hands, memory cleansing!"

"The Six Treasures Immortal Thief - Useless!"

Su Wuxian placed his hand on Wang Ai's head while simultaneously pushing off with his feet.

"ah!!!"

After a bloodcurdling scream that was utterly devastating.

Wang Ai convulsed all over, and the Qi in her body dissipated like a deflated balloon.

His eyes, which were originally sinister and cunning, quickly became cloudy and dull.

A few seconds later.

Su Wuxian withdrew his hand.

The once arrogant Wang Ai, the Tenth Elder, was now sitting on the ground, drooling, drawing circles on the ground with his finger, and chuckling foolishly.

"Hehe...pee...and mud..."

crazy.

He's completely gone mad.

All his cultivation was destroyed, and his memories were wiped clean.

He became a demented old man, worse than a three-year-old.

Su Wuxian took the wet wipe Zhang Chulan handed him, wiped his hands, and gave the camera a kind smile:

"Alright, that concludes today's store visit livestream."

"I hope everyone will take this as a warning."

"We should be kinder as human beings."

"Otherwise... I'll be in a difficult position too."

The live stream has ended.

The entire basement fell into a deathly silence, broken only by Wang Ai's silly laughter.

Zhang Zhiwei stood to the side, silent until now, when he finally let out a long sigh:

"Junior brother, your methods... though a bit ruthless, are undeniably satisfying."

Tian Jinzhong then spat out a mouthful of saliva:

"Pah! This kind of scum is too good for him!"

Feng Zhenghao walked up to Su Wuxian and bowed deeply once again.

This time, his surrender came from the bottom of his heart.

It wasn't just because Su Wuxian avenged him, but also because of the absolute power and justice that Su Wuxian displayed, which transcended the rules.

"The Feng family will never forget Senior Su's great kindness!"

Su Wuxian waved his hand, appearing somewhat dejected:

"Alright, stop worshipping. Leave the rest of the mess to your Feng family. Make sure to appease the victims."

"yes!"

Su Wuxian stepped out of the basement, looked at the sky outside which was already slightly bright, and took a deep breath of the crisp morning air.

"Phew... The air in Beijing isn't great either, but it smells much better than down here."

Wang Ye leaned closer:

"Mr. Su, thank you so much this time."

Wang also knew that if it weren't for Su Wuxian, his Wang family would have been severely injured or even killed in this ordeal.

Su Wuxian didn't take the cigarette, but instead patted Wang Ye's head:

"What are you thanking me for? I already said I'd protect you."

"but......"

Su Wuxian changed the subject, looking at several cars with special license plates that were rushing towards them in the distance:

"Now that we're done here, those people responsible for cleaning the floor are probably going to have a headache."