"Who are you, breaking into Yang Family Fortress? You know trespass like this means nine clans exterminated in the apocalypse!""Don't make trouble. Come with us to the Yang family holding cell — Master Yang will deal with you when he returns!""Seize him!"
Inside the fortress, the Yangs still hadn't realized all their elites were already slaughtered. Chen Xiao didn't bother explaining. He'd come to raze the Yangs clean.
Bang! Bang! Bang—
He tore through them like a storm, barely touching the Long Water Blade. It was massacre-speed — swift, merciless.
"Monster! It's a monster!""Send a squad to the front! Enemy intrusion at home!""Little Six just came back — he says —""What did he say?!""He said… they're all dead. All dead!""What!!" Boom—
A roar like the sky collapsing. Chen Xiao smashed a section of the fortress wall with his bare hands. Stones, splinters, and blood sprayed everywhere; the ruined wall wept bright red.
"You… we have no grudge, why—"Before the pleading finished, Chen Xiao crushed the man into paste with a single grip. Flesh and bone flew.
"Because I said the top three families must die.""From the family head down to the lowliest dog."
The statement plunged Yang Family Fortress into hell. What kind of man could say those words so coldly and still stand unscathed? Every step he took meant death. Every breath he drew cut through flesh and bone.
The Yang Family — annihilated.
When the slaughter slowed, a black figure crawled out from the blood-soaked ruins: unarmed, covered in gore, like a demon climbing from the earth.
"Hum—Moo—Moo—"
A thunderous trumpet rolled across the compound. A mammoth lumbered up, each footfall a quake. It lifted the black-clad figure with its trunk, then turned and strode off toward the horizon, the ground trembling in its wake.
"The direction… Li Family Village!""He wiped out the Yangs — now he's heading for the Lis?!""How bloodthirsty is this man?"
Amid the chaos, three survivors sprinted toward the wedding stage, faces pale, pants wet with fear. People leaned in — why were they alive?
Because they had carnivorous talents: [Fish Spirit], [Dog Spirit], [Horse Spirit] — scavenger-born survivals. The crowd's eyes glittered with calculation. A base under such a fiend could be the safest thing in this apocalypse.
"No — I'll inform the Li family! Maybe I can earn favor!" one voice piped up, greed replacing terror.
In the West District, Li Family Village, alarm bells clanged.
"Second Master, he's coming straight for us!""I don't know about the Yangs — can they send help? I don't like this."
Li Shangming toyed with two walnuts, face unreadable. A scout — Dog Ear — collapsed at his feet, eyes wide.
"What? Speak!" Li Shangming barked.
"There's news… Master Li… been beaten to death."
"No!"
The horizon trembled. A mammoth loomed at the skyline, impossibly vast, each step filling the chest with pressure. Figures rode its trunk like legends come to life. Gunfire and suppressive volleys rose, but bullets scattered like pebbles before a black hole.
Half an hour later — the Li family: annihilated.
Next stop: Zhang Family.
Chen Xiao stood on the mammoth's trunk like a king of death, feet planted on living thunder. His blood-stained sleeves fluttered; drops of red fell and caught the sun like scattered rubies. He was the reaper come to earth.
The mammoth was a summon from his [Gate to the Spirit Realm] — and he was only beginning. Before the apocalypse he'd eaten a dozen fossils; if he could call more, who knew what ancient beasts might answer the summons next?
…Southern District. Zhang Family Pond.
Moonlight silvered the still water. The Zhangs had been on full alert since word arrived that their head and Yinbai had died on the frontline. Guns were cocked, cannons polished, and every strongman readied to defend the last dignity of the top three families.
But across the city, the shadow of the mammoth already cut their fate short.