The Yi Family Ancestral Temple's main gate had been desecrated twice within 24 hours.

By now, it leaned to one side, a complete mess.

Yi Weibing's shiny leather shoes clattered on the stone steps leading to the gate.

He also crushed the dim green moss that grew on the steps.

Bi Xiongchun stepped forward obsequiously and pushed open the askew gates.

Having seen the ferocious group accompanying Yi Weibing, he knew which side he should stand on.

Though Elder Yi, the Family Head, was indeed a respectable figure, he was now old.

How could a strong, aging lion prevent the birth of a young king?

Bi Xiongchun pushed the doors open.

Yi Weibing entered the Yi Family Ancestral Temple with the arrogance and composure of a victor.

Suddenly, his figure stiffened abruptly.

Yi Weibing's face, usually dignified and proud, was filled with disbelief, shock, and fear.

Bi Xiongchun, following behind Yi Weibing, distinctly felt the young king's shock and despair.

His body trembled violently, and from his throat came a cry of utter despair.

"My God, how is this possible! My Blood Eagle Squad..."

Realizing that something was amiss, Bi Xiongchun rushed through the gate in a few strides.

He only needed one glance inside to become as speechless as a thunderstruck toad, mouth gaping wide open.

Down the slope of the Ancestral Temple, the winding stone steps were flanked by tall deciduous trees.

Birch, locust, and elm trees... all intermixed without restraint.

The scenery of the Ancestral Temple had always been exceptionally serene and beautiful thanks to these trees.

But at that moment, it was as terrifying as hell itself.

Almost every one of those trees had a Blood Eagle Warrior hanging from it.

The faces of these fighters were smeared with blood, their limbs broken or dislocated.

Their jackets had been removed and stuffed into their mouths.

A few had fainted, but most were horrifyingly lucid.

In each of their eyes lurked a desolate, paralyzing fear.

The trees lining the narrow stone stairway were packed with bodies.

The fierce elite force of the Blood Eagle Warriors, seemingly invincible, had been wiped out in less than five minutes.

At the summit, Elder Yi, the Family Head, sat in a chair with Su Yinxue standing right behind him.

The two of them quietly watched Yi Weibing below.

Over Yi Weibing's head thundered a dozen exploding bombs.

His ears rang, his mind went blank.

It was too terrifying.

Who could have overthrown so many mighty and elite Blood Eagle Team Members in less than five minutes?

Yi Weibing's eyes instinctively searched for Hankins and Sha Bo.

As long as these two squad leaders were still fighting, the Blood Eagle Squad might not be defeated yet.

Their fearsome combat abilities exceeded those of an ordinary Blood Eagle by tenfold.

Suddenly, Yi Weibing noticed the nearly unrecognizable figure of Sha Bo hanging from an oak tree in the Northeast Corner.

His limbs dangled, his body drenched in blood.

And his rugged, determined face was as pale as a sheet of paper.

Not far from Sha Bo, under a willow tree, hung the bull-strong Hankins.

His limbs were also broken, and he had passed out.

Yi Weibing felt a chilling cold engulf his entire body, leaving him Soul Shattered.

Just then, sounds of countless Yi family members echoed from outside, along with swift footsteps.

"Second Brother Yi has gone in, and his men have taken care of the Elders' Hall."

"With the new Family Head's succession, the Yi Family will witness a new era."

"Yeah, let that Su Yinxue go beg."

"Some outsider trying to lay a hand on the Yi Family Head."

...

Almost all of these Yi family members were Yi Weibing's supporters.

Their interests were tied with his, and they had formed a group.

As per the agreement made earlier.

Yi Weibing had dispatched the Blood Eagle Squad to eliminate the Yi Family Ancestral Temple's bodyguards, including the Elders' Hall.

He used military force to silence all dissension.

Then, Yi Weibing was to enter the Ancestral Temple and meet with the Yi family members as the new Family Head.

Once the situation was under control, other External Branch families would be allowed in.

Then they went together to pay respects to Yi Weibing.

This plan, each step closely linked to the next.

Such a simple yet brutally efficient method commanded admiration for Yi Weibing's boldness and courage.

So, as Yi Weibing entered the Ancestral Temple, everyone surged forward.

Everyone vied with one another to express their loyalty and respect to the new Family Head.

At that moment, Yi Weibing's mind was a complete blank, with no intention to stop them.

As the crowd entered the Ancestral Temple, the first thing they saw was the soulless figure of Yi Weibing.

However, as everyone looked towards the Ancestral Temple, they were all petrified with shock.

On both sides of the stone-paved path, Blood Eagle Warriors were hanging densely.

These bodyguards, who had been so domineering just moments before like fierce wolves and tigers,

were now in such a tragic state.

All of them were internally terrorized beyond description.

Among the crowd, many screamed in horror.

"God, what is happening?"

"Aren't these the guys who swept through the Ancestral Temple? God, it's too horrifying."

"The experts and guards of the Council of Elders are still in the hospital for treatment, who did this?"

...

Screams rose and fell in succession.

All the descendants of the Yi Family were scared witless, their faces ashen as if they had seen a ghost.

So many people had, in an instant, turned into lifeless statues.

Staring dumfounded at the hanged Blood Eagle Team Members, everyone breathed heavily.

Inside the great doors of the Ancestral Temple, except for the initial screams, it now became as silent as death.

And just then, more sounds came from outside the door.

"Elder Yi, the Family Head, has made his move—impressive indeed."

"Second Brother Yi's action is incredibly ruthless."

"It looks like we, the descendants of the External Branch, are left with nothing but to bow our heads."

"Even if she can't become the Family Head, the position of the chief steward still belongs to Sister Meng."

...

It turned out to be the arrival of the numerous descendants from the Yi Family's External Branch.

Meng Zhigui was secretly apprehensive about Yi Weibing's actions.

This guy, disregarding even his own father, was indeed a fierce and ambitious character with extreme measures.

Now that he was in the spotlight, even if Meng Zhigui wanted to make a small move, the chance was no longer there.

Her expression darkened, her mood was very gloomy.

However, at that moment, countless descendants from the External Branch around her began to scream.

"Oh my God, what is that?"

"Yi Weibing's guards, all defeated, who did this?"

"Shit, that's terrifying; did the man who came with Su Yinxue take down all these guards by himself?"

"No way, that's got to be fake, right?"

...

Meng Zhigui knew there had been a turn of events, and hurriedly moved forward to the front.

She looked up.

That glance nearly sent Meng Zhigui's heart leaping from her chest.

A nightmare!

Any nightmare Meng Zhigui had ever had was not as frightening as the scene before her eyes.

Nearly thirty bodyguards had been beaten, their limbs broken, and then hung from the trees.

So many people were swaying in the trees.

Some were covered in blood, others were unconscious, all looking extremely miserable.

And Yi Weibing, who was already recognized as the Yi Family Head, stood at the very front of everyone.

He was completely dispirited, like a stunned chicken.

Two groups of people were scared out of their wits by this scene in succession.

Yi Weibing suddenly turned and ran.

He was now fully awake.

There must be an overwhelmingly powerful force inside the Ancestral Temple.

And this force was something he absolutely could not contend with.

At this juncture, his only option was to flee, to save his life before anything else.

But just at that moment, the battered doors of the Ancestral Temple slammed shut.

A ragged, mischievous fellow blocked Yi Weibing's escape.

And behind this scoundrel stood Yi Liu, with an expression of utmost respect.

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