Chapter 257 - Fall of the Six Clans

The scorching sun resembled a furnace; its rays seemed like molten gold.

Watermoon City bore witness to a huge change.

The population hadn’t expected the City Clash Convention—an annual event—to restructure their city.

The Zhao Clan collaborated with five major clans to form an inescapable trap within the city lord's mansion. They aimed to eliminate the other five great clans.

When the plot first came to light, everyone had expected that things wouldn’t end well for the Chen Clan, the Qian Clan, and the other clans.

Unexpectedly, Chen Fan destroyed the combined forces of Zhao Kongming and more than twenty Yuanfu realm experts alone. He actually killed more than ten of them in only ten breaths of time.

Zhao Kongming was forced to reveal his final ace in the hole: a great expert from the imperial city, Zhao Ru. He was at the peak of the seventh level. Yet, even this expert proved powerless against Chen Fan, succumbing to a single strike.

With Zhao Ru's demise, the outcome of the Hongmen Banquet was irrevocably sealed.

The Zhao Clan's machinations backfired, and they ended up dragging down all their ally clans, resulting in the annihilation of their lineages.

The people of Watermoon City felt their hearts quiver as they witnessed renowned Yuanfu realm experts succumbing one after another to the onslaught of the Chen Clan, Qian Clan, and the three other clans. Miserable cries echoed for miles.

A voice filled with regret resounded.

“Ah, I shouldn’t have...”

The crowd saw the Wu Clan’s patriarch, Wu Huasheng, a top-tier expert at the late stage of the fourth level, die at Chen Fan’s hands.

He was the patriarch of a prestigious clan that towered over Watermoon City. Yet, he had been slaughtered by Chen Fan like he was a chicken. He failed to even put up a fight, so only his cries full of regret rang in the skies of Watermoon City.

“Zhao Kongming, screw your ancestors! You harmed my Zheng Clan... You harmed my Zheng Clan...”

Li Yuanba, a top-ranking expert in Watermoon City, cursed Zhao Kongming vehemently before his demise, wishing he could shred Zhao Kongming to pieces.

They were truly regretting their actions. If they could turn back time, they would not choose to board Zhao Clan’s pirate ship.

They despised Zhao Kongming for leading them into this dangerous situation. If not for him, they wouldn't be facing death, and their clans wouldn't be on the brink of annihilation.

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world, and time could not possibly be turned back.

A look of sorrow appeared on Zhao Kongming’s pale face.

Three days ago, the six patriarchs had gathered in the Zhao Clan mansion to discuss matters and concocted this plan. They had felt a great sense of grandeur due to their lofty aspirations.

But now, Chen Fan banished them into hell with his spear—a boundless hell.

Regret!

Intense remorse engulfed Zhao Kongming.

If he had known Chen Fan was so monstrously strong, he would not have set such a scheme that harmed his clan and jeopardized his own life.

Zhao Kongming succumbed to madness, consumed by regret.

“Damn it, even if I am to die, I will drag you down with me!”

His primeval vessel appeared above his head, erupting with a devastating aura. Cracks started forming on his primeval vessel.

He would detonate his primeval vessel to bring Chen Fan and the others down with him.

Swoosh!

However, a sharp, mournful whistling noise rang out just as this destructive aura spread. The Heaven Piercing Spear pierced Zhao Kongming and carried him flying toward the Zhao Clan mansion.

Boom! Rumble!

A terrifying explosion rang out as Zhao Kongming self-detonated.

A mushroom cloud rose, and a terrifying windstorm whistled. Shockwaves spread out, and the entire Watermoon City trembled violently as if there was an earthquake.

More than half of the colossal Zhao Clan mansion, spanning over ten square miles, crumbled under the impact of the self-detonation. Countless Zhao Clan members vanished without a trace, their fates sealed in the destruction.

“We surrender, we surrender. I beg you, please show some mercy!”

“Spare our lives. We, the culprits, are willing to end ourselves!”

“Chen Zhengqing, Chen Fan, we’re willing to end ourselves. We only ask for you to spare the women and children of our clans. They are innocent...”

The two patriarchs, Sun Tianqi and Wang Daoyuan, were in complete despair.

They directly kneeled on the ground and kowtowed, banging their heads loudly. Their faces were covered in blood, but they ignored it completely, begging non-stop.

“Patriarch!”

“Patriarch!”

The members of the two clans wept bitterly, watching this scene unfold.

Chen Zhengqing’s expression was indifferent. His icy voice rang out.

“Fine, end yourselves. I, Chen Zhengqing, am not someone who kills indiscriminately. I will leave your clan’s bloodline intact!”

The six allied clans’ people numbered close to a hundred thousand. More than half of them were either old, women, or children. These people posed no threat, were weak, and innocent. Chen Zhengqing didn’t want a massacre.

“Alright. I hope you keep your word and keep my Sun Clan’s bloodline intact. I’ll end my life now!”

Sun Clan’s patriarch, Sun Tianqi, revealed a miserable smile. Then, he struck his head with a palm strike, killing himself.

“I hope you’ll keep your word!” Wang Clan’s patriarch, Wang Daoyuan, did the same.

The elders and the executives of the six great clans ended their lives one after another, hoping Chen Fan, Chen Zhengqing, and the others would leave their family bloodline intact and not massacre the innocent.

As for Qian Tongtian, Zhang Huaiyuan, and the others, they naturally had nothing to say about this.

After all, their five great clans only managed to escape this calamity, thanks to Chen Fan.

Chen Zhengqing had given his word, so they didn’t want to anger him by killing the innocents from the enemy clans.

“Watch him rise to the top and fall to the ground. That’s how cruel reality is.”

“A single wrong move and everything is lost. You end up with your clan eradicated and your head rolling on the ground.”

“Haaa, from now on, Watermoon City will belong to those surnamed Chen.”

“The Chen Clan produced a true dragon. Who can stop them? Who could have thought that the Chen Clan would become the city's ruler after establishing its foothold only about half a year ago? I’m afraid even the Qian Clan, Zhang Clan, and the other clans can do nothing but submit to them.

“Today is like a dream...”

“......”

Many people looked at the scene in front of the city lord's mansion with complicated expressions.

When the Zhao Clan and the allied clans had revealed their scheme, none had expected it to end like this.

Chen Fan completely defeated the Zhao Clan and its allied clans!

All schemes and tricks were useless in front of strength!