The red banner unfurled, a spot of blood color rose, and then the blood waves surged like a raging tide.

The air of solemn killing swept like the wind, like a sharp knife cutting off heads.

The hundreds of years of loyalty, courage, valor, and might of the entire Xi family were all within it.

But perhaps, they could only be seen in this flag.

The crowd watching the battle in Qingyang Town involuntarily retreated, only Jiang Wang stood silently like a reef.

The sea of blood surged and roared, Xi Zichu strode through the waves, his right hand pointing forward with two fingers. A silver needle pierced through the wind, and before it reached its target, it had already transformed into thousands of silver lights, converging into a silver miniature dragon, pouncing towards Jiang Wang.

And silently, suddenly flowers bloomed.

The red ones, surpassing fire, the green ones, like jade. Colorful and vibrant, competing for beauty.

Amidst the roaring sea of blood, a silent sea of blooming flowers spread.

One silence rivals a thousand roars.

The silver miniature dragon had just pounced out, stirring up a body of flower petals, and then…

Bang bang bang bang!

Successive explosions rang out.

The silver miniature dragon struggled and screamed like a living thing, finally retreating into a silver needle under the continuous explosions of fire-flowers, falling to the ground.

Today’s sea of flowers is already a sea of flame-flowers. Both real and illusory, it possesses power in itself. It is not the same as before.

Although it had only been a short time since they last met, Xi Zichu had indeed made complete preparations and was going all out. But Jiang Wang was already stronger than when he killed Xi Munan.

This was precisely Jiang Wang’s greatest reliance for not immediately killing Xi Zichu on the spot, because he was confident that no matter how fast Xi Zichu moved, he would only be faster.

The Eastern King Valley was not famous for nothing, and Xi Zichu was not a mediocre talent.

The silver needle into which the silver miniature dragon retreated fell, and suddenly lit up again, transforming into silver light, traveling around, passing through the flowers.

Xi Zichu had mastered the Breaking Vein, Breaking Formation, and Hanging Life needles of the world-renowned Eastern King Twelve Needles.

The Breaking Vein Needle targets array patterns and array disks, while the Breaking Formation Needle targets battle formations and arrays.

This silver dragon is the Breaking Formation Needle.

The sea of flame-flowers, as a range-based Taoist technique, is not an array, but it has similarities.

The Breaking Formation Needle pierced through the flowers, temporarily fixing the position in the sea of flame-flowers, allowing Xi Zichu to grasp the direction.

At the same time, he pinched the Taoist hand seal and held a green pearl in his mouth.

The hallucinatory effect of the sea of flowers lies in the slight toxin affecting it.

Xi Zichu, who came from the Eastern King Valley, was naturally not afraid and easily dispelled the toxin’s hallucinatory effect.

The sublimated sea of flame-flowers, with its flame-flowers both real and illusory, cannot be completely eliminated by dispelling the hallucinatory effect.

But it was no longer enough to affect Xi Zichu’s actions.

Without the confusion of direction and the disturbance of illusory flowers, he flew forward, and silver light suddenly flashed between his fingers, it was already a Hanging Life Needle!

The Hanging Life Needle is the most dangerous of the Eastern King Twelve Needles.

As soon as the needle was fired, it entered Jiang Wang’s throat.

Jiang Wang, the whole person, shattered in front of Xi Zichu.

Xi Zichu was horrified, this scene reminded him of Hu Shaomeng. Back then, Hu Shaomeng used an illusion to trap him in Jiacheng, preventing him from participating in the fight for the Green Cloud Sheep.

Where is the person?

His mind raced, but it was too late.

Behind him, in a flame-flower that was about to bloom, was hidden a delicate small mirror.

Jiang Wang leaped out of this mirror, the crown of thorns on his head flashed and disappeared, superimposed with Binding Tiger!

Xi Zichu’s figure was instantly fixed in mid-air.

And Jiang Wang had already moved from behind to the front, sticking to his back, and pierced his heart with a sword.

The sea of blood receded, and the flame-flowers withered.

This scene was clearly reflected in the eyes of the onlookers.

The colorful brilliance, finally vanished like smoke.

In the last moment of his life, Xi Zichu did not even turn his head.

He stared straight at Qingyang Town, momentarily stunned.

The people watching the battle all seemed strange to him,

He was not very familiar with this small town, which seemed particularly deserted due to the plague.

Since the Chongxuan family demarcated the mines, this town had always been the territory of Hu Shaomeng and his son.

No matter how unwilling the Xi family was, they could only hold their noses and agree.

But in Xi Zichu’s heart, this had always been the Xi family’s town, never changing owners, those who rotated were only passers-by.

What did he think when he passed by here each time without entering?

Du Gu Xiao Yuan looked at the eyes of this young master of the Xi family before his death from afar, and strangely did not see his pain, but a wisp of lingering affection.

The long sword was withdrawn and returned to its sheath, the corpse fell to the ground.

Jiang Wang reached out to pick up the carp-patterned red flag, rolled it up, and put it into the storage box, then walked towards the town.

He only casually ordered, “Bury him well.”

Apart from this carp-patterned red flag, Xi Zichu came almost alone.

The battle with Xi Zichu was actually without suspense, Jiang Wang was just trying out the use of the Rouge Mirror in battle, otherwise the battle could have ended even faster. Compared to Xi Munan, Xi Zichu was more than a notch weaker. With the ebb and flow, there was no reason to lose.

This reason not only Jiang Wang understood, Xi Zichu would not fail to understand either.

But he still came. And he came alone, without bringing a single Xi family expert.

In fact, he came here this time to seek death.

The hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable.

He fought with all his might, only to fulfill an obsession.

Victory meant revenge was resolved, defeat meant the soul dissipated.

But whether he won or lost, there was no way to survive.

For this nationwide plague, both the Yang court and the people of the Yang country needed an explanation.

Just one Xi Munan was obviously not enough.

It was necessary to cut off the future of the Xi family in the place of origin, let the family business decline, and the genius die, to be considered barely qualified.

If Xi Zichu did not die, the Xi family would not be able to leave the Yang country.

He was precisely using his contribution to fight against the plague and his own life to seek a way out for the Xi family. To atone for the mistakes made by Xi Munan.

Only before the Yang court judged him, he judged himself first.

Once there were fragrant carriages, beautiful women, flowers, and strong wine.

He enjoyed the glory of the family to the fullest, and was also shackled by the family all his life.

He made a choice between the medical Taoist cultivator and the family, he made a choice between hatred and the family… He also made the same choice between himself and the family.

This may be sorrow, or honor, but it is actually not so important.

Choosing to die on the road of blood relatives’ revenge is probably the only self-respect he can preserve for himself.

For Jiang Wang, he gave Xi Zichu enough time to arrange a way out for the family, in exchange for Xi Zichu’s full fight against the plague in Jiacheng. Without owing or lacking, they had nothing to do with each other.

He respected the sacrifice Xi Zichu made for the family. But that was all.

He would still not be soft when killing people.

Xi Zichu had already been left behind by him, as he did after every previous battle, he was silently reviewing the whole process.

Finding out the mistakes he had made, to ensure that he would not make them again next time. Exploring the space that could be improved, so that the next battle could be easier.

Using the cover of the sea of flame-flowers to launch realistic illusions was actually not practical. The main problem was the safety issue when hiding in the world within the Rouge Mirror, because when launching the illusion, he must be in the world within the Rouge Mirror, and the safety of the Rouge Mirror itself was not guaranteed.

He had enough confidence to defeat Xi Zichu, so he dared to hide in the world within the mirror, and then hide the Rouge Mirror in the flame-flowers.

If he changed to a stronger opponent, who could discover and shatter the Rouge Mirror in the first time, he would have messed up.

When he can use the effect of the Rouge Mirror without entering the world within the mirror, it will be a real improvement in frontal combat power. The current Rouge Mirror is mainly used as an auxiliary prop.

Jiang Wang had just returned to his room and was about to continue his unfinished cultivation when he was interrupted again.

It was Xiao Xiao who ran over panting: “Sir, I don’t know why, but the people from the Four Seas Merchant Alliance suddenly want to run away, without taking anything, like they are fleeing for their lives!”