Family Cultivation: My entire family are Villains

Over three hundred thousand soldiers began to flee in panic, a scene reminiscent of an apocalyptic horror.

Less than an hour had passed, and for miles around the Northern City Wall, lamentation filled the fields, with countless bodies strewn across the ground. Disarticulated limbs and severed arms were scattered everywhere. The Red Flame Army, having fully entered the city, had completely merged with the Black Armored Army—not in alliance, but in a unilateral slaughter, after dispersing the Black Armored Army completely.

"Gao Changlong, you lead your troops to pursue and kill the remaining forces. Gao Changhu, take a portion of our troops and swiftly block the remaining three city gates, no one is allowed to leave the city. Show no mercy to any member of the Black Armored Army you encounter!"

"Understood, my lord."

"Understood, my lord."

At Hou Yucheng's command, the more than two hundred thousand troops in the North City divided into three groups. Gao Changlong and Gao Changhu each led their troops to carry out the orders, while Hou Yucheng himself personally led close to a hundred thousand troops to continue clearing the remnants within the Northern City.

Military orders were no trifling matter, any mistakes could lead to catastrophic consequences. Even though Hou Yucheng was in a bloodthirsty frenzy, he still had a clear view of the battlefield. The remaining enemy forces within the North City numbered only over a hundred thousand, and they were at the end of their tether. Less than half still had the will to resist desperately. His own force of nearly a hundred thousand from the Red Flame Army was more than sufficient.

The bulk of the Black Armored Army had managed to flee during the recent clash. If they weren't stopped in time, allowing them to escape en masse would cause future troubles, which was why he had Gao Changlong in pursuit and Gao Changhu sealing off the city.

If the collapse of the Black Armored Army was a cause for celebration for the Red Flame Army, then for Black Yan and Hei Miao suspended in mid-air, it was nothing short of agony and torture.

Countless screams and pleas for mercy reached their ears from the ground below, where the Red Flame Army was still engaged in a frenetic slaughter. Over a hundred thousand of the stubbornly resisting Black Armored Army were being exterminated at a visible rate, not to mention the tens of thousands of soldiers already lying dead.

Black Yan and Hei Miao clenched their fists so tightly that their nails pierced their palms. Their pupils seemed to shoot fire as they trembled, observing Hou Yucheng butcher their own people below as if possessed by a demon. The murderous intent in their hearts coalesced to its peak, yet even so, they remained motionless...

"Gentlemen, why persist in such a hopeless resistance? If you surrender now and have the Black Armored Army lay down their weapons, the Red Flame Army can cease the slaughter. What say you?"

Had Hou Yuxiao not been keeping a close eye on them, Hei Miao and Black Yan would have charged into the fray the moment Hou Yucheng led the Red Flame Army into the city. With the army's aura suppressing theirs, their strength was greatly reduced. Facing Hou Yuxiao, whom they could not overcome even when working together previously, both knew that any attempt to fight back would be futile. Moreover, if their actions provoked Hou Yuxiao to attack the Black Armored Army as well, the casualties would likely be several times worse than they already were.

Hou Yuxiao had been brewing the idea of persuading them to surrender all night, and now he finally saw an opportunity to speak up.

Yet looking down at the countless corpses of the Black Armored Army below, he knew in his heart that there was little hope. Raising his eyes to meet the hate-filled gaze of Black Yan and Hei Miao, he shook his head slightly, abandoning any thoughts of persuasion.

"To slaughter our Miao descendants and then expect us to surrender? Hou Yuxiao, you're dreaming!"

"Even if I die today, I will peel a piece of skin from your body."

Their emotions bordering on hysteria, after shouting angrily, they each raised their long swords and charged madly at Hou Yuxiao. Although the vigor they exuded was less than the previous night, their determination to fight to the death still caused Hou Yuxiao a flicker of apprehension. But at the same time, his expression grew colder.

The tide of life force from the Black Armored Army had long since dissipated, while the Red Flame Army's aura had grown even more fierce through the slaughter—they were simply not on the same level. As the gap in strength widened, and yet the two dared to charge forward, it was clear they had come without any intention of fleeing, determined to face death.

Hou Yuxiao wasted no more words. Shaking the Canglong Staff in his hands, the space around him trembled slightly as his aura peaked. Seeing the oncoming Galaxy Blade Qi, he made no attempt to dodge. Instead, he closed the gap with speed surpassing theirs, swinging his long staff furiously. In a flash, his staff moved like crashing waves, breaking through their Sword Qi, followed immediately by a leap into the air and a thunderous overhead smash.

"This Black Armored City, I'll take it for Hexi!"

The long staff created a ten-mile-long swath of black light, its powerful shockwave instantly tearing through the air in its path. The ferocious gale force blew away the long swords in their hands, then transformed into a roaring Black Dragon in mid-air, sweeping across the skies and landing above their heads.

Boom...

The raging Black Dragon instantly enveloped the last vestiges of their life force, and the shattered singularities behind them were consumed in an instant. After smashing the two to the ground, the Black Dragon, like a living creature, circled in the air before turning back.

Black Yan and Hei Miao, struggling to support their half-floating bodies, were devoured once again by the encircling Black Dragon. The vitality of their Destructive Realm might, consumed in a flash, leaving only remnants. Not far away, Hou Yuxiao's pupils shot a cold light as he surged forward, passing by their bodies and clutching their necks with his hands.

"Hou... Yuxiao, for butchering... our Nanjiang Miao descendants, may you... never die a peaceful death!"

"The... Nanjiang still has... the Si Miao armies, you will definitely... reap what you've sown!"

Their life force drained rapidly, but even so, the intense hatred allowed them to fix their gaze on Hou Yuxiao, grinding their teeth as they uttered curses.