The Revenge of the Reborn Supreme Sovereign-Chapter 150 - 147: After today, the Bai family will no longer exist in this world!

Chapter 150: Chapter 147: After today, the Bai family will no longer exist in this world!

SWOOSH!

At the sudden sound, Bai Li and the other two looked up in astonishment. They saw Qin Fan, dressed in sportswear, walk in with his hands behind his back, emanating a chilling murderous intent.

"Qin Fan!" Bai Li roared instinctively, his expression ferocious.

Qin Fan? So this is Qin Fan?

Bai Chongshan and the old Clan Leader shot to their feet, their eyes blazing with boundless killing intent. Anyone who knows the Bai Clan’s secret cultivation technique must die! They have to die!

"Guards!" Bai Chongshan yelled instantly.

"No need to call for anyone. Everyone who has seen me is already dead," Qin Fan said, shaking his head with a cold, expressionless smile. "Now, it’s your turn. The Bai Clan, is it? After today, your lineage ends!"

"How arrogant, you whelp!" Forgetting his previous defeat at Qin Fan’s hands, Bai Li bellowed furiously at Qin Fan’s chilling, murderous words. His body tensed, ready to lunge.

But Qin Fan spoke again. "Letting you live for another half a month was my blunder. Now, die!"

He spoke without moving, expanding his Divine Thought as his True Qi burst forth violently.

"AH—!"

In the next moment, before Bai Li could even move, he suddenly clutched his head with both hands, letting out a terrifying, agonized scream.

"A’Li!"

"A’Li!"

Bai Chongshan and the old Clan Leader shouted in horror, rushing over to support Bai Li. But as a disdainful smile curled on Qin Fan’s lips, blood began to spurt from Bai Li’s Seven Orifices, flowing furiously!

"Ugh... ugh... ugh...!" A few muffled groans were Bai Li’s last sounds in this world. Before their very eyes, his handsome, refined face began to age at a rapid pace, turning from red to white, then to a deathly blue.

"A’Li—!" Seeing this, Bai Chongshan and the Clan Leader howled hysterically, but their cries couldn’t change the fact that Bai Li was bleeding from his Seven Orifices. His head lolled to the side, his face now resembling that of an eighty or ninety-year-old man as he died in their arms.

Even after all signs of life had faded, blood continued to ooze from his orifices, soaking the clothes of Bai Chongshan and his father. The blood gathered in a pool on the floor, only ceasing its flow when Bai Li’s body had shriveled into a dried husk. All of this had happened in less than a minute. A living man had inexplicably died, bleeding from his Seven Orifices and turning into a withered corpse.

"You... what kind of person are you!" Tears streamed down the old Clan Leader’s weathered face as he stammered in a hoarse, trembling voice filled with a mixture of terror and fury.

"The one who will kill you. The one who will exterminate your Bai Clan!" As Qin Fan’s words fell, he immediately swung the Hemp Vine Whip toward Bai Chongshan.

Still reeling from the sudden loss of his son, Bai Chongshan felt a tightness around his neck. As he looked down in terror, he saw Qin Fan flick his wrist, whipping the Hemp Vine Whip around him.

CRACK!

The sharp sound of shattering neck bones echoed through the room. Bai Chongshan was flung several meters away by the force of the whip. He lay on the ground staring wide-eyed, his face utterly drained of blood. To his last breath, he never understood what had just happened.

"You beast! I swear I will tear you to pieces today!" Having lost his grandson and then his son within the span of two minutes, the old Clan Leader experienced the most profound grief of his life. Amid his crazed, maddened howls, his aura changed drastically. In the blink of an eye, his entire body seemed to be shrouded in an ominous Death Qi.

Facing Qin Fan’s sweeping Hemp Vine Whip, he sprang into the air. In a flash, he stepped on a chair, then onto the whip itself, and his hands suddenly pulsed with power. In that instant, his once-withered hands turned red and black. One radiated a scorching, fiery wind, while the other emitted an intensely cold chill. He used the Hemp Vine Whip to launch himself forward!

With a ferocious expression, as if possessed by a demon, he swept his red and black hands, brimming with Yin Yang Life and Death Energy, toward Qin Fan’s head.

"To reach this Realm... just how many young women have you harmed, you old tomb-raiding thief?" Qin Fan frowned and sneered coldly. He stood his ground as a deep, simmering anger rose in his eyes. Though he wasn’t a Saint and had no intention of saving the world, the thought of countless young women being preyed upon ignited an uncontrollable rage within him.

"You should be thinking about how you’re going to die, not lecturing me! Die!" The withered red and black hands, like demonic claws from Hell, struck at Qin Fan’s head with overwhelming ferocity.

"Is that so?" Qin Fan uttered coldly, his voice thick with murderous rage. As the words left his lips, his body shuddered. The Prison Suppressing Body technique burst forth, enhancing his form, and his entire body seemed to swell slightly. At the same time, just as the Clan Leader’s hands were about to strike his head, they were frozen in place by an invisible force.

"This... this... you... you—!" Realizing his hands could not advance another inch, the old Clan Leader’s eyes filled with utter horror. What’s happening? What on earth is going on?

"Tell me, how do you want to die?" Qin Fan snorted coldly, reaching out to grab the old man by the collar and slamming him violently onto the ground. He then raised his right foot and stomped down on his back, pinning him to the floor. "I asked you, how do you want to die?"

PFFT!

The Clan Leader spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. To have held such sway for half a lifetime, only to fall to a young brat in an instant, utterly defeated... the psychological shock was too much to bear. Another surge of blood rose in his throat, and he couldn’t stop himself from spitting out another mouthful. In that moment, his weathered face seemed to age several more years.

"Let me die knowing the truth... tell me, who exactly are you?" the old Clan Leader asked weakly, pinned under Qin Fan’s foot, completely unable to struggle or resist.

"I told you. I’m the one who will kill you, the one who will destroy your Bai Clan," Qin Fan stated coldly, his face a mask of indifference. Not wasting another moment, he lifted the foot on the old man’s back, gathered his strength, and smashed it down again.

BOOM!

Under the force of the stomp, the Clan Leader’s entire body sank into the floor. Blood gushed from his Seven Orifices as his life was completely extinguished.

"Grandfather!"

"Clan Leader!"

Just then, members of the Bai Clan who had been drawn by the commotion rushed in. Seeing the scene, they began to scream in heart-wrenching agony.

With a devilish smile, Qin Fan said, "Heh heh... Perfect timing. You’re next! After today, the Bai Clan will no longer exist in this world!"

The newcomers shuddered. Driven by a primal instinct for survival, they turned and fled in a mad panic. If Bai Li, Bai Chongshan, and the Clan Leader were all dead, then charging forward would make them nothing but cannon fodder.

But could they really escape?

Licking his lips with a chilling grin, Qin Fan gripped his Hemp Vine Whip and shot forward. The whip began to dance wildly as he brandished it.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! The sound of the whip lashing through the air, mixed with shrill, agonized screams, echoed throughout the entire village.