Martial Master

Boom!

In the sky, warships appeared like towering mountains, rumbling as they floated above the Ji family mansion, shrouding the endless daylight and plunging the area into darkness.

"Who dares to cause a ruckus at my Ji family mansion?"

Below, a powerful member of the Ji family charged out, filled with anger and fighting spirit.

What has been going on these days? How can random people dare to cause trouble? They had just dealt with a few monsters from the Bloodfall Mountains, and now others have come to stir up trouble. Are they tired of living?

However, when they saw the densely packed warships in the sky, they all gasped in shock, their faces turning pale.

It's the Mo family, the top-tier experts of the Mo family! With such overwhelming momentum, are they declaring war on the Ji family?

The leading expert turned to flee. If he stayed, would he be seeking death? All the important members of the Ji family were absent; going forward would only mean certain death.

"Stay here if you’ve come."

A Mo family expert coldly shouted. Then, with a loud bang, he made his move. His black palm descended like a giant mountain, instantly binding all the Ji family martial artists that rushed out. Over a hundred Ji family experts were imprisoned in that void, struggling violently, but it was in vain. This void had already been sealed, as if invisible hands were restraining them, rendering them unable to move; this was the power of the Dao.

Currently, all the direct descendants of the Ji family had entered the ancestral ground, leaving only some peripheral martial artists behind, the strongest among them merely a beginner Martial God. In front of this elderly man, they didn’t even have the courage to resist.

"Where are the Ji family members? Get out here, don’t you want their lives?"

The old man bellowed, his voice booming like thunder, shaking the entire mansion. The Ji family members trembled in fear, recognizing the leading elder as Mo Duanming, a late-stage Martial God. With the elder absent, they would all go up, but it would likely lead to death.

"Mo Duanming, the elder, my Ji family’s elder is not here. Is this how you act? Do you intend to declare full-scale war on the Ji family?" A Ji family expert shouted coldly, quickly relaying the message back to the ancestral ground. "Haha, Ji Dewei isn’t here? Then let Ji Daoling and Ji Daoyuan come out. Don’t tell me they aren’t here either," Mo Duanming sneered, his anger flaring uncontrollably. He had received news that Mo Wujie, a standout among the Mo family’s third generation, along with Mo Qianyuan and a group of disciples, had come to the Ji family seeking justice and had perished there. How could he not be enraged? Although the Mo and Ji families were traditionally adversaries, they had always maintained a sense of propriety, after all, they both operated under the Piao Miao Palace's jurisdiction. If things escalated too much and attracted the fury of the Piao Miao Palace, neither side would end up well.

But who would have thought the Ji family would be so arrogant as to kill even Mo Wujie? He was a top talent among the third generation, someone likely to inherit the family head position. If he swallowed this insult, how would the Mo family establish themselves in the martial realm in the future?

Thus, Mo Duanming rushed over immediately, full of righteous indignation, seeking justice.

The Ji family expert showed a bitter smile and said, "Ji Daoling and Ji Daoyuan really went to the ancestral ground!"

"Then let your Ji family send someone who can speak on your behalf. If I don’t get an explanation today, I will level your Ji family."

The other party revealed a strange expression and said, "Elder Mo Duanming, right now, all who can reason in my Ji family have gone to the ancestral ground, it’s just us left. Why don’t you wait a moment? We will notify the elders immediately."

At other times, when had the Ji family ever feared the Mo family? If they were being bullied, they would fight back directly.