So satisfying! The Great Demon King wiped out everyone equally!

While the underlings were excited, none of them noticed that Cang Lan was sitting in the main seat, his face gradually turning cold, and his eyes filled with murderous intent.

Anyone who has killed someone knows that Canglan is not someone to be trifled with.

In an instant, Scarface sensed the murderous intent on Canglan's face. But no matter how powerful she was, she was still just a woman and posed no threat. Scarface couldn't help but glance at Canglan a few more times, his eyes gleaming as he stared at her, a malicious smile playing on his lips. He turned to his group of brothers, chuckled a few times, and then said to Canglan with a lecherous grin, "Little beauty, if you come with me, I'll guarantee you a life of luxury. How about I protect you, Scarface?"

Seeing this, Xia Weijie quickly stepped forward and said, "Xia Shanmei, didn't you hear what Scarface said? Scarface has taken a liking to you. It's your good fortune that he's taken a liking to you. Your little bit of food will run out sooner or later. You might as well follow Scarface and have someone to rely on in the future."

Cang Lan looked coldly at Xia Weijie, her eyes filled with disgust, and said, "I hate dogs like you the most." With that, Cang Lan picked up a black stick and hurled it at Xia Weijie.

The club, like an arrow released from a bow, struck Xia Weijie squarely in the stomach with a "whoosh." Cang Lan flashed forward, instantly appearing in front of Xia Weijie, wielding the club and raining blows upon him like a storm. For a moment, only the cracking sound of bones breaking could be heard. When Cang Lan stopped, all four of Xia Weijie's limbs had been broken.

Xia Weijie's screams stopped many of his underlings in their tracks, who dared not approach.

Seeing this, Scarface roared, "Don't be so stubborn! It's your honor that I've taken a liking to you. Get him!"

The henchmen swarmed at Cang Lan, throwing punches. Cang Lan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he mercilessly swung his club at his men.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..." A series of dull thuds rang out, and all the henchmen were powerless to fight back under Cang Lan's club.

The whole house was filled with their screams. Apart from those who went downstairs to call for help, some of the underlings who tried to escape through the door were all killed by Scarface with an axe.

Scarface roared, "Who dares to run away! What a bunch of useless trash!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Scarface brandished a large axe and charged menacingly at Canglan. In Scarface's eyes, no matter how powerful Canglan was, he could never be his match.

However, when Scarface rushed in front of Canglan, the stick in Canglan's hand instantly transformed into an enormous spiked club.

Scarface's inner monologue: You son of a bitch! Why is it that when it comes to me, it's a spiked club...?

Then, Canglan swung his spiked club and knocked Scarface's axe away one by one. Then, with one blow, Canglan pierced Scarface's face, turning it into a honeycomb! His brains splattered all over his henchmen around him.

Everyone backed away in terror, some even wetting their pants.

"You think you can leave? Do you think that's possible? Hehehehehe..."

Suddenly, a commotion erupted outside the door, and a group of henchmen surged in like a tidal wave. The henchmen inside were instantly emboldened, shouting that they wanted to avenge their boss.

Seeing this, Cang Lan pulled out a submachine gun and opened fire on the charging underlings. The underlings behind him were so frightened by the sight of Cang Lan's gun that they turned and ran away.

Holding his gun, Cang Lan said domineeringly, "No matter how fast you run, you can't outrun my gun!" With that, Cang Lan pulled the trigger, and bullets rained down on his henchmen. In an instant, the ground was littered with corpses, not a single one alive.

Canglan absorbed all these people's souls into the Judgment Furnace for refining.

Xia Weijie, who was lying on the ground, looked at Cang Lan in horror and said in a trembling voice, "You...you are not Xia Shanmei at all. Who are you? How do you have a gun?"

"Ask, ask, ask! Why are you talking so much nonsense!" With that, Cang Lan kicked him toward the door, but he used too much force and his ribs were fractured. Before Xia Weijie could react, Cang Lan grabbed his hair and dragged him toward the 20th floor.

Xia's father and the others, who were eagerly anticipating good news from Xia Weijie, had just seen a group of underlings going upstairs and assumed they needed manpower because they had too many supplies. Before they could even celebrate, they saw Cang Lan grab Xia Weijie by the hair and drag him down the stairs like a dead dog.

In that instant, the shadow of the beating Cang Lan had cast upon them like a dark cloud, filling the Xia family with terror and making them want to run away as fast as they could.

Only Xia's mother let out a shrill cry: "Weijie! Weijie! My son! You bastard, you beat your brother like this, I'll fight you to the death!" With that, she rushed towards Canglan without regard for anything else.

Cang Lan remained calm, casually tossing Xia Weijie aside as he was dragging him, and then sent Xia's mother flying with a blow, crashing to the ground with a "thud".

Liu Ru, carrying Xia Yu, and Xia's father ran frantically into the house, but the next second they were unable to move. Cang Lan appeared behind them like a ghost, whispering in their ears, "You want me dead? You lowly bastards! You all deserve to die!" Then came a barrage of blows with spiked clubs and intimate contact with their bodies.

Then, the extreme cold weather arrived as expected. Every day, Cang Lan would tie his family, Hao Dinghao, and Lian Xin to a sled, just like walking a dog. The other end of the sled was tied to the sled, and Cang Lan would sit leisurely on the sled and ride freely on the ice.

They ran like livestock, driven by the vast expanse of the icy wilderness.

I slipped and fell, so I pulled!

If you slow down, draw your sword!

If it can't run anymore, hit it!

Squeeze, squeeze, squeeze...

Some self-proclaimed righteous people upstairs, seeing Cang Lan mistreating them like slaves, took the lead in standing up, pointing fingers at Cang Lan, and giving long lectures: "How can you treat them like this? They are still your relatives no matter what. You can't be so heartless. You should have basic humanity and morality."

Cang Lan scoffed, a disdainful sneer curling at the corner of his mouth. Without uttering a single word, he raised his hand and fired several shots, each one a headshot. From then on, no one dared to cause Cang Lan any trouble.

The Xia family members could only drink the black tea beverage that Cang Lan gave them every day, which was basically coffee with ice, and it was definitely refreshing!

Ten years have passed, and the world has entered an extremely hot period, with very few humans still surviving.

The world was like a giant furnace, radiating unbearable heat. Canglan threw the Xia family members, Lian Xin, and Hao Dinghao into this scorching earth.

In just thirty minutes, the intense heat relentlessly robbed them of their moisture; sweat evaporated instantly upon seeping out. Their muscles atrophied, and their skin clung tightly to their bones. Soon, they became seven desiccated corpses. In this scorching environment, the corpses spontaneously combusted, emitting a pungent, acrid smell. After their deaths, Canglan resurrected them once more.

Then came blizzards, tsunamis, earthquakes, plagues, volcanic eruptions, meteorite falls...

Finally, at the moment of their final death, Canglan pulled their souls from their dissipating bodies and threw them into the Judgment Furnace.

The world is heading towards destruction, yet it also signifies rebirth...