Started from listening to music in the brothel and earned billions of bad people

"Are you three old bastards the only ones in the Tang family?" Yang Huo leaped into the air and landed steadily in front of the three men. A look of surprise crossed his face as he asked. He glanced at the three men and muttered to himself, "Isn't the Tang family's foundation a little too weak?"

Tang Hao, with his hair as white as snow, was furious upon hearing Yang Huo's words. He snorted coldly, "Hmph, ignorant lunatic! How dare you look down on the Tang family!" He then raised his right palm and slammed it down on Yang Huo. Tang Hao was a renowned master in Southern Xinjiang, well-versed in the region's various heroes, but he had never seen anyone like Yang Huo. Because of this, he showed no fear in the face of Yang Huo's provocation.

As Tang Hao slapped his palm, a powerful innate energy instantly gushed out from his palm, condensing into a massive palm print. This palm print grew in the wind, and in the blink of an eye it had become over ten meters long, carrying the power of a tidal wave, rushing straight towards Yang Huo.

But Yang Huo was no ordinary man! As the Fire Protector, he possessed an explosive temper. Seeing the other man's arrogance, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and he shouted, "You ignorant old fellow, if that's the case, today is your death!" Before he had even finished his words, he casually swung the massive sickle in his hand. A blade several feet long, emitting a terrifying, heart-pounding heat, shot out like lightning, heading straight for the three Tang family members!

In an instant, the blade's light and the palm print collided with a resounding roar. Unexpectedly, the point of intersection did not produce the expected earth-shattering explosion. Instead, a sizzling sound, like water splashing on a red-hot iron, was heard. In a mere instant, the once-powerful palm print vaporized and vanished without a trace under the intense heat. Meanwhile, the crimson blade's powerful light continued its unimpeded advance, slashing towards the three Tang family members with the force of thunder!

"No, Third Brother, run!" Tang Cheng shouted in fear. A sharp blade of light came hurtling towards them like lightning, emitting a terrifying aura that seemed to tear everything apart.

It happened in a flash. At this critical moment, the sharp-eyed Tang Cheng made a prompt decision. He shouted angrily: "Xuan Yue Shield!" Then, his spiritual power surged throughout his body. He used all his strength and quickly formed seals with his hands. A water-blue light gushed out from his hands and quickly gathered into a huge shield.

The shield stood dozens of feet tall, gleaming with a translucent blue light. It resembled a bright moon suspended in the sky, giving it a feeling of indestructibility. Tang Cheng gritted his teeth and thrust the Mysterious Moon Shield with all his might toward the incoming blade, hoping to protect Tang Hao from the fatal blow.

However, something unexpected happened. The moment the blade's light made contact with the giant shield, a sizzling sound echoed, like a red-hot iron falling into water. In a mere instant, the seemingly incomparably powerful Xuanyue Shield melted and disintegrated like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.

In the blink of an eye, the Xuan Yue Shield disappeared without a trace, but the crimson blade light continued to rush forward at an astonishing speed.

As the blade's light drew ever closer, the three members of the Tang family grew increasingly anxious. They knew that if they couldn't stop it in time, the consequences would be disastrous. So, without further ado, they unleashed their most powerful skills, attempting to weaken the blade's power once again.

However, it was too late. Before their attacks could reach the blade's light, the crimson blade had already pounced upon them like a ferocious beast.

"Bang!" With a deafening crash, the three Tang family ancestors were instantly sent flying. Like kites with their strings cut, they crashed fiercely into the house below.

With a resounding boom, the house collapsed instantly, sending clouds of dust and smoke billowing into the air. As the dust gradually cleared, people could see the scene inside. Tang Ning lay on the ground, one hand clutching his chest, coughing violently. Crimson blood gushed from his mouth like a flood. His body was covered in wounds of varying sizes, especially the burns, which were horrifying. Even more terrifying, his right arm and both legs were gone, leaving only a mutilated body in a state of extreme distress.

As for the two remaining ancestors of the Tang family, where could one find their intact bodies at this moment? All that was left were pieces of blackened, charred limbs and arms scattered around, a shocking and horrifying sight.

"Grandfather..." The Tang family's direct descendants stood there in stunned silence, their eyes wide open, faces filled with disbelief. They stared at the horrific scene before them, their minds reeling: How could these three once-awesome and invincible ancestors be so easily and instantly dispatched?

"No... no... this is absolutely not true. How could this be true?" The delicate young lady of the Tang family could not bear such a huge blow. With a "thump", she collapsed to the ground like a deflated ball. Her eyes were dull as she stared blankly at the house that had collapsed into ruins, her eyes filled with endless panic and despair. She shook her head desperately, as if this could drive the cruel reality out of her mind, muttering to herself: "No... no... this can't be happening. This can't be happening..."

"No... no... this is absolutely impossible! This is absolutely impossible!" The middle-aged man dressed as the Tang family's housekeeper was also filled with grief and anger. His face was red with anger, and veins bulged on his forehead. His pair of big hands, which had been well-maintained, were now deeply dug into the mud due to excessive force, and the joints of his ten fingers turned white.

"You are actually still able to survive?" Yang Huo raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a cruel smile. Before he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like a ghost.

Almost immediately, a cold and murderous voice suddenly rang out in Tangning's ears: "Die!"

Whether Tangning was dead or not was naturally not lost on Yang Huo's extremely keen perception. In fact, this guy had to be said to be incredibly lucky! Just as the fatal blade was about to strike him, he suddenly retreated several steps at a speed beyond imagination. Because of this, the vast majority of the damage was borne by the other two people standing beside him.