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”They arrived, did they? Since that’s the case, let the Netherworld Mercenary Corps become the first stepping stone for the Tang Family to conquer the Southeast.”

A smile emerged on Tang Kunyuan’s face, boasting that the Tang Family’s poison stood unmatched under the heavens. Even a Mythical Realm expert would meet his end upon encountering it. He didn’t believe the Netherworld Mercenary Corps could withstand the Smoke Cloud Miasma. Each time he saw someone desperately struggling under the Tang Family’s poison, it incredibly soothed his mind, showcasing the potency of their poison.

”Bang!” ”Bang!”

Just then, suddenly, two bodies flew in from outside, crashing heavily to the ground and disintegrating rapidly at a visible rate, hissing as they dissolved. In just a few breaths, the flesh turned into a pool of blood, leaving only a set of smoldering clothes behind.

Seeing this horrific scene, everyone in the council hall felt their skin crawl, instinctively wanting to distance themselves from Tang Kunyuan. Yet, their eyes shimmered with excited light. This scene had demonstrated comprehensively that if anyone from the Netherworld Mercenary Corps barged in, their fate would mirror that of the two, and they could rest easy.

”Boss, this is where the Wang Family, those cowards, are hiding.”

Just then, a brawny man emanating a faint golden light burst in from the outside and landed in the courtyard filled with the Smoke Cloud Miasma.

”This guy is definitely dead.”

”The Netherworld Mercenary Corps turned out to be so trashy, this time our Wang Family is finally safe.”

”To think I was so worried, it turns out the Netherworld Mercenary Corps is just a bunch of brutes, and we are finally going to annihilate them.”

”Haha, the time for our Wang Family to dominate Modu has come, with the Netherworld Mercenary Corps gone, we are the strongest family in Modu.”

Seeing Tie Niu boldly landing in the poison-filled courtyard, a cold smirk flashed across the faces of everyone from the Wang Family, feeling a heavy stone in their heart had landed, utterly delighted, after being terrified by the Netherworld Mercenary Corps for so long, they could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

”Why, why isn’t this guy dead yet, how is he still alive?”

”Impossible, my eyes must be deceiving me, Mr. Tang said that even a Heavenly Extreme Expert would undoubtedly die upon contact, why isn’t he dead yet, could he be a Mythical Realm supreme expert?”

”It’s over, our Wang Family is done for, even the Smoke Cloud Miasma can’t do anything to him, could it really be that heaven wants to destroy our Wang Family?”

A few breaths passed, and Tie Niu still stood in the same spot looking at them, and the Wang Family members, initially wearing delighted smiles, suddenly wore thick expressions of horror. If even the Smoke Cloud Miasma was useless, what could they use to fight against a Mythical Realm expert?

Hearing the discussions around him, Tang Kunyuan’s face turned ugly as he spoke to Wang Anquan, ”Family Head Wang, immediately have the people you’ve arranged around here take action, delay their time as much as possible. They must have known our plans in advance and taken things like the Poison Avoidance Pill, but such things definitely can’t guarantee they can stay in the Smoke Cloud Miasma for long. Delay them, and they’re bound to die inevitably.”

”Mr. Tang, I understand.”

Wang Anquan’s face drastically changed, no longer caring about hiding their strength, and he immediately let out an enraged roar, ”Everyone, attack, kill, kill them for me.”

As Wang Anquan’s voice sounded, dozens of people suddenly emerged from the dark corners around them, each with a ferocious killing intent on their faces and True Qi flashing on their bodies, they directly pounced towards Tie Niu and the following Fu Tu, aiming to use a human wave tactic to crush Tie Niu and Fu Tu by sheer numbers, buying time.

These people were the Martial Artists that the Wang Family had cultivated over the past decade, considered the Wang Family’s ultimate reserve, the foundation of the Wang Family’s standing in Modu. Without these Martial Artists, the Wang Family would at most be considered a household, not a clan. Now, Wang Anquan employing his trump card clearly meant he was prepared to fight a desperate battle, to succeed or die trying.

”Hahaha, human wave tactics, not bad, not bad, I will let you know that under absolute power, the number doesn’t make any difference.”