CHAPTER 745: CHAPTER 376: ZHANG FAMILY ANNIHILATION

Zhang Songqiao is dead.

When Lin Beichen twisted his neck, there was a strange smile on Zhang Songqiao’s lips, as if he was not afraid of the impending death but rather had a hint of expectation.

Facing an enemy he couldn’t challenge, continuing to cling to life would only be a form of torment.

Zhang Songqiao seemed to understand this feeling very well.

Zhang Changhuai lay beside Zhang Songqiao, with a trace of fear on his face, but his eyes were already lifeless, clearly devoid of life.

Lin Beichen silently watched the two.

Father and son dying on the same day could be considered a kind of fate.

Lin Beichen thought silently, a smile crossing his lips.

"With this, the Zhang family’s problem should be resolved, right?"

Lin Beichen thought to himself.

A gentle breeze blew, mixing rainwater with blood, soaking into the two corpses.

At this moment, Lin Beichen suddenly noticed something strange about Zhang Changhuai’s face.

When a person’s skin is soaked in water, it absorbs too much and shows signs of wrinkling.

But the wrinkles on Zhang Changhuai’s face were completely different.

On Zhang Changhuai’s face, it wasn’t so much wrinkles as a piece of skin being torn away.

A whole piece of skin, after being soaked in bloody water, quickly detached from Zhang Changhuai’s face.

And beneath Zhang Changhuai’s skin, there was another face.

This was a completely unfamiliar face.

Lin Beichen had never seen this person before.

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Lin Beichen’s mind, and suddenly he understood.

Before entering Zhang Songqiao’s house, he had encountered a fortune teller.

The person had tried to block a calamity for the Zhang family, but because Lin Beichen’s killing intent was too strong, the person feared being struck back by Celestial Thunder and fled immediately.

But now it seemed, although that person had fled, he hadn’t completely abandoned Zhang Songqiao.

He must have called and notified Zhang Songqiao.

At that time, Zhang Songqiao likely realized that a great disaster was upon him.

Perhaps because he was confident in his means, or maybe because he didn’t want to lose face in front of his family, Zhang Songqiao chose to stay instead of fleeing.

"If I die, your reputation will rise a notch, but if I win, although you die, you use your death to protect Zhang Changhuai..."

Lin Beichen said slowly, looking at Zhang Songqiao’s corpse on the ground, a cold smile once again appearing on his lips.

Zhang Songqiao was indeed very clever, but it seemed luck was not on his side.

Lin Beichen’s attention had always been on Zhang Songqiao, so he never considered that Zhang Changhuai could have been swapped.

If Zhang Changhuai’s skin hadn’t been torn off itself, Lin Beichen might have been deceived.

However, fate did not favor Zhang Songqiao, so even though he sacrificed himself once, the Zhang family’s bloodline could not be preserved.

Everyone in the Zhang family was dead, and Zhang Changhuai had no idea where he had escaped to.

For anyone else, unless they could lock down the entire Huadu, it would be almost impossible to find Zhang Changhuai.

But Lin Beichen was different.

In his view, even locking down Huadu might not find Zhang Changhuai.

The Zhang family had managed Huadu for decades, standing at the pinnacle as one of the two great families.

Such a vast family, even if Zhang Songqiao died, many would be willing to help Zhang Changhuai.

The reason a family is a family is that even if a patriarch dies, there are still intricate interests at play.

As long as Zhang Changhuai was alive, countless people would be willing to help him escape.

After leaving Huadu, Zhang Changhuai could use the resources left by the Zhang family in various places to hide for decades, develop anew, and await future opportunities.

By then, even if Lin Beichen had supernatural abilities, it would be impossible to find him.

The reason families are so captivating, and even capable of challenging imperial power during the Royal City’s peak, lies in their complex relations and undying vitality.

However, Lin Beichen faced all this with only a faint, cold smile.

Even if he hadn’t discovered Zhang Changhuai’s feigned death, even if Zhang Changhuai managed to hide for twenty years and return for revenge, he wouldn’t fear it at all.

Lin Beichen casually waved his hand, and a ball of Spiritual Light condensed at his fingertip, which in the next instant transformed into a humanoid figure.

The figure had agile limbs and complete facial features, looking exactly like Zhang Changhuai.

Lin Beichen’s left hand pointed in the air, and Zhang Songqiao’s corpse started to twist, struggling constantly, as if something was trying to crawl out of it.

With a bang.

Zhang Songqiao’s chest burst open, and a Blood Bead formed from his heart’s blood slowly landed in Lin Beichen’s left hand.

Lin Beichen gripped the Blood Bead, and Withered and Flourishing Spiritual Qi continually gathered in it, transforming the Blood Bead into Zhang Songqiao’s image.

"Where am I?"

Zhang Songqiao said blankly, his eyes filled with confusion.

A cold wind blew from all directions, making him feel a bone-chilling cold, almost painful to the soul.

Just as his wandering soul was about to disperse again, Lin Beichen’s voice gently echoed.

"Soul of Withered and Flourishing, extract Zhang Songqiao’s memories."

As Lin Beichen’s words fell, Zhang Songqiao’s soul showed an expression of pain.

A few seconds later, Zhang Songqiao’s soul suddenly exploded, transforming into dozens of different blood-red lights.

Each blood light contained a memory.