A great emperor master every day—the good-for-nothing young master is having a blast!

Two source energy restrictions locked Chen Zhaowu firmly in place, rendering him unable to move.

"Patriarch Chen, stop struggling."

"If they still don't listen, it won't be as simple as just sealing them away."

Old Sun spoke earnestly, saying that when he came to this place, he only wanted to leave a good impression on the people of Jiangcheng.

Instead of being utterly wicked and inhumane, bringing a negative image to the Xuan Yun Holy Land.

"Fellow Daoist, is it possible...?"

Old Sun glared at him, ready to make a move.

Chen Zhaowu sighed and stopped struggling.

Having angered the Xuan Yun Holy Land, are we going to drag the entire Chen family down with us for Chen Ming's sake?

Chen Yue extended a finger, and a wisp of dark red source energy condensed at the fingertip.

He walked slowly to Chen Ming and gently touched his forehead.

That wisp of dark red source energy remained forever between Chen Ming's eyebrows.

"The Cold Rain Ice Illusion Technique leads to a dead end."

Goodbye, young master of the Chen family.

Strands of dark red source energy drifted into the air.

One by one, sharp ice spikes gradually took shape, and the temperature rapidly dropped to tens of degrees below zero.

A biting wind swept through the area, and the audience below the stage shivered from the cold.

Chen Ming stared blankly at the dozens of ice spikes gathering in the air, guessing his fate, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Go."

Chen Yue waved his hand, and the dozens of ice spikes immediately locked onto the source energy mark between Chen Ming's eyebrows.

Dozens of ice spikes came flying at him, but Chen Ming just watched calmly.

He didn't intend to run away, nor did he plan to.

The next second, dozens of ice spikes pierced Chen Ming's chest.

Even with his ancient sacred body, it was all in vain.

Chen Ming's gaze gradually became unfocused, and he closed his eyes, no longer looking at the wound on his chest.

He could clearly feel the light of the sacred body slowly dimming, and with it, his life force disappeared.

Blood gushed out continuously, staining his clothes crimson.

The source energy mark planted by Chen Yue between her eyebrows was fading at a visible rate.

This means that Chen Ming's life is about to be completely lost.

In less than ten seconds, the dark red mark disappeared, blood seeped from the corner of Chen Ming's mouth, and he staggered to the ground.

Chen Yue stepped forward and froze the Primordial Sacred Body inside Chen Ming's body into an ice block.

Immediately, a shattering sound rang out, as Chen Yue personally destroyed the Primordial Sacred Body that had accompanied him into birth.

Chen Yue sighed, "It's all finally over."

Chen Zhaowu, sitting below the stage, saw Chen Ming die tragically on the stage, and two streams of tears flowed from the eyes of this Chen family patriarch.

His only son, whom he had carefully raised for many years, is gone.

Seeing this, Gao Fu screamed hysterically, "Chen Yue, you little brat! I'm going to tear you apart, tear you apart!!"

She frantically climbed onto the martial arts stage and headed straight for Chen Yue.

Before Old Sun and Old Wu could intervene, Chen Zhaowu spoke first, "Fellow Daoists from the Holy Land, let me handle the Chen family's internal affairs."

"I hope you don't try anything funny, otherwise we won't be able to protect you and your husband either."

Chen Zhaowu nodded heavily. "Don't worry, I understand."

Having just experienced the pain of losing his son, Chen Zhaowu did not want to suffer an even heavier blow.

The source power of the seventh level of the Spirit Mansion fell on Gao Fu.

Chen Zhaowu strode up the platform, glanced at Chen Ming lying on the ground, and felt a sharp pain.

"Let's go home."

He grabbed Gao Fu and dragged her away from the martial arts stage.

"Master, Ming'er, Ming'er was killed by that little brat!"

"Master, avenge Ming'er at once!"

"Kill him! Kill him now!"

Gao Fu disregarded her image and screamed with all her might.

Chen Zhaowu sighed deeply. Wasn't everything their own fault?

If it weren't for Gao Fu seizing Chen Yue's sacred body, if it weren't for Chen Ming's insults to Chen Yue over the years, if it weren't for Chen Zhaowu's neglect of his family...

If it weren't for these things, today's events wouldn't have happened, and Chen Ming wouldn't have died such a tragic death.

Ultimately, it's all their fault.

The tragic death of Chen Ming, the eldest son of the Chen family, brought a strong shock to everyone present.

Chen Zhaowu's only son, the number one prodigy of the younger generation of the Chen family in Jiangcheng, was murdered in public like this?

"What's wrong with the Chen family patriarch? His own son has been thoroughly harassed, yet he hasn't reacted at all?"

"What do you mean there was no reaction? Would he dare to react? With the Xuan Yun Holy Son and the two Xuan Yun experts standing there, who wouldn't be afraid?"

"Even the head of the family shed tears. Young Master Chen's tragic death must have been a huge blow to him."

"I really didn't expect that the Holy Son Xuan Yun was actually after Chen Yue. Chen Yue usually pretends to be a good-for-nothing young master, he really doesn't show his true colors!"

"If you ask me, the Chen family brought this upon themselves. Back then, Chen Yue's talent was many times better than Chen Ming's. If he had received timely treatment when he was seriously injured, he wouldn't have earned the reputation of a useless young master over the years."

"Go to hell! The Chen family never intended to treat him. Didn't you hear what Chen Yue said just now? Not only did they not treat his injuries, but Madam Chen even dug out his Sacred Body and put it into her own son's body."

"You deserve what you sow!"

The insults from the people of Jiangcheng were incessant, and Chen Zhaowu felt truly heartbroken listening to them.

He instructed several servants of the Chen family to go on stage and clean up the mess for Chen Ming.

He greeted Xuan Yun Shengzi and the others present, then hurriedly left the scene.

At this moment, he no longer seemed like the head of the Chen family who could stand alone, but rather a pitiful father who had lost his son.

Lin Xingwei and Ye Hongyi, as Chen Zhaowu's longtime nemesis, couldn't help but feel a pang of pity upon seeing Chen Ming's tragic death.

They were both the common lords of the same race, but also a father.

After so many years of getting along, this was the first time the two of them had ever seen Chen Zhaowu show such a complicated expression.

Ye Hongyi sighed, "Although I don't have a good impression of Chen Zhaowu, I feel uncomfortable every time I see him and I have to say something to him."

"But after all these years, this is the first time I've seen him so sad. It turns out that even the usually stubborn head of the Chen family can shed tears. How pitiful."

Despite his sighs, a terrifying thought instantly flashed through Ye Hongyi's mind, sending chills down his spine.

Turning to look at the nonchalant Ye Heng, he asked urgently:

"Heng'er, you haven't offended Chen Yue, have you?"

Suddenly asked this question, Ye Heng guessed what his father was thinking.

After pondering for a moment, he shook his head.

"Father, rest assured, I have never had any conflicts with Chen Yue, but I have had quite a few conflicts with Chen Ming."

"Since I don't have any conflict with Chen Yue, I'm relieved. As for Chen Ming, no matter how big the conflict is, it's not a big deal."

Ye Hongyi felt relieved, but secretly glanced at Xuan Yun Shengzi and thought to himself that he couldn't afford to offend him.

A few years ago, both of them were considered prodigies of their clan, but Lin Sheng, who was two years older, had overshadowed them.

They never had any friction with each other, and their relationship was even quite good at the time.

Ye Heng only began to angrily confront Chen Ming after Chen Ming replaced Chen Yue.

Just like his father did every time he saw Chen Zhaowu, Ye Heng would also unleash his sharp tongue whenever he saw Chen Ming.

Lin Xingwei was startled when he heard their conversation.