The System Arrives: Leading My Clan to Become the Strongest

109: Chapter 109 Heading to the Zhao FamilyCrack—

With a crisp snap, the sword in Zhao Song’s hand broke directly into two pieces. The shattered blade flew backward, grazing his cheek and leaving a deep, bloody gash that exposed the bone.

”The strength of a Nascent Soul Ancestor... You are in the Nascent Soul Realm?”

Zhao Song lost his voice as he stared at Jiang Chen. He hadn’t sensed it before; they couldn’t tell what Jiang Chen’s Realm was initially, and they all assumed he was using some treasure to conceal his true strength.

But now, facing Jiang Chen directly, he felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and the blood in his body froze instantly!

That invisible pressure was like Mount Tai pressing down on him, making even breathing difficult. The Battle Intent that had been burning fiercely moments ago was now crushed to pieces by this terrifying Aura.

He stared fixedly at Jiang Chen, his wrinkled old face twisted with extreme shock. His loose skin trembled uncontrollably, and his cloudy old eyes bulged, filled with disbelief as if he had seen a ghost.

”No... Impossible!”

His voice turned shrill and out of tune, carrying a thick sense of panic and despair, without a trace of his previous ruthlessness.

”How could you be at the Nascent Soul Stage? It’s impossible! Absolutely impossible!”

He stumbled back two steps, his feet faltering, nearly falling to the ground.

Blood continued to seep from the gash on his cheek, the warm liquid dripping down his chin, but he was completely oblivious to it. All his attention was firmly seized by the words ’Nascent Soul’.

His mind roared as his previous doubts were instantly answered—why the Jiang Family dared to oppose the Zhao Family the moment they arrived in the capital, why Jiang Chen could perceive the sneak attack in advance, why he could kill Foundation Establishment Death Warriors with a wave of his hand, and why that seemingly weak wisp of spiritual energy could easily snap the Spiritual Artifact sword he relied on for his fame!

It wasn’t that Jiang Chen used a treasure to hide his strength; it was that the other’s Realm had long since surpassed his imagination, reaching a height he could never hope to achieve in this lifetime!

”A mere Golden Core Realm Cultivator dares to break into Jingyun Courtyard at night, attempting to take my life? Do you think the Jiang Family is empty, or did you overestimate your own meager cultivation?”

Jiang Chen’s voice carried a hint of faint mockery.

Zhao Song clutched his cheek, blood continuously gushing from between his fingers, his eyes filled with fear and resentment.

He knew he was finished today.

Just then, a flurry of hurried footsteps was heard. The guards of the Royal Courtyard had finally been alerted and were rushing over with lanterns.

The leading Foundation Establishment general’s face changed drastically when he saw the corpses littering the ground and the two groups of people radiating Killing Intent.

”Who is fighting here?!”

Jiang Beiyuan stepped forward, gave him a faint glance, and said calmly:

”Members of the Zhao Family trespassed into the Royal Courtyard with the intent to assassinate our Jiang Family Clansmen. The evidence is conclusive.”

Zhao Song’s whole body trembled. Looking at the corpses of nearly half of his Death Warriors and elites on the ground, and the rest of his men confronting the Jiang Family, he knew he had no way to defend himself.

He suddenly looked at Jiang Chen, a flash of madness in his eyes, as he prepared to self-detonate his Dantian.

He knew that if he didn’t die, the Zhao Family would be in big trouble. As long as he died, there would be no witness. Even if everyone knew the Zhao Family did it, what of it?

”Courting death.”

Seeing the other’s intent to self-detonate, Jiang Chen snorted coldly. A wisp of spiritual energy shot from his fingertip, directly piercing Zhao Song’s forehead.

Zhao Song let out a miserable scream, his body slumped down, and his Aura instantly vanished.

”Kill them all.”

Jiang Chen said to Jiang Beiyuan. Jiang Beiyuan immediately took action. Seeing their Elder killed, those people had long since lost the will to resist. Under the siege of the Jiang Family, the remaining Zhao Family members were quickly slaughtered.

To Jiang Chen, evidence wasn’t important. As long as he believed it was you, it was you.

As for those Royal Courtyard guards, Jiang Chen felt no need to explain anything to them. They only arrived so long after the incident started; who knew if it was intentional or not.

Warm blood washed over the bluestone path, winding and flowing through the cracks. Under the dim yellow light of the lanterns, it reflected the pale, stiff faces of the Royal Courtyard guards.

The leading Foundation Establishment general’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and the veins on his hand gripping the hilt of his saber bulged, yet he didn’t dare take half a step forward.

The soldiers behind him didn’t even dare to breathe loudly, their eyes filled with terror and dilemma—the Jiang Family Clansmen ignored them completely. Amidst the flash of blades and swords, not a single person spared even half their attention for these guards of the ’host’.

The shout of ”Who is fighting here” from earlier now felt like a loud slap, making their faces burn with shame.

Jiang Chen stood with his hands behind his back in the center of the courtyard. His moon-white robe was unstained by even a drop of blood, with only the night wind rustling his sleeves.

His gaze swept over the guards standing blankly on the spot, his eyes as cold as ice, showing no intention of offering an explanation.

These people came too late. If he hadn’t been there, they would have arrived just in time to witness the destruction of the Jiang Family, but they wouldn’t have made it in time to stop any of the fighting.

Was it truly a slow reaction, or had they taken benefits from the Zhao Family and intentionally delayed?

Jiang Chen didn’t care to investigate deeply, nor did he need to.

He didn’t care about the Yuan Kingdom royal family’s attitude. Today, these guards of Jingyun Courtyard, whether intentional or not, had already planted a thorn in his heart—the Huangfu Family, heh.

”General, this...” A soldier leaned toward the leading officer, his voice trembling, wanting to ask for instructions.

The general’s face was ashen. His lips quivered for a long time, but in the end, he only stomped his foot hard, not daring to order any intervention.

The Nascent Soul pressure radiating from Jiang Chen’s body was almost tangible, making his chest feel tight and his breathing difficult.

He saw it clearly; Jiang Chen had pierced Zhao Song’s forehead with a flick of his finger. Such effortless methods were definitely not something anyone below the Golden Core could achieve.

This Clan Leader of the Jiang Family was actually a genuine Nascent Soul expert!

As a general of the Yuan Kingdom, he had some experience. At this moment, the Aura radiating from Jiang Chen was exactly the same as the three Old Ancestors of the Yuan Kingdom.

Within the borders of the Yuan Kingdom, a Nascent Soul Ancestor was an existence at the top of the pyramid. Since Jiang Chen possessed such strength, there was no force that could restrain him.

Jiang Chen glanced at the group of guards caught in a dilemma, a cold, sharp arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

He turned to Jiang Beiyuan and said, ”Clean this up. I’m going to the Zhao Family.”

”Clan Leader, I’ll go with you!”

Hearing that the Clan Leader was going to the Zhao Family, Jiang Beiyuan immediately requested to follow, a flash of fervor in his eyes.

”No need, I’ll go alone.”

After saying that, Jiang Chen didn’t spare the guards another look. With a movement of his body, he streaked out of Jingyun Courtyard like a bolt of light.

How swift was the flight of a Nascent Soul Cultivator? In just a moment, he had already turned into a faint shadow on the horizon.

After Jiang Chen left, Jiang Beiyuan stayed behind with several Jiang Family Clansmen to clean up the scene and collect the bodies. Their movements were crisp and efficient, as if the previous battle was nothing more than a trivial cleaning task.

The guards of the Royal Courtyard watched Jiang Chen leave. It wasn’t until that suffocating pressure completely dissipated that they collectively sighed in relief, nearly collapsing to the ground.

The leading general looked in the direction Jiang Chen disappeared, his expression extremely complex, filled with both lingering fear and worry—Jiang Chen’s move was clearly to bathe the Zhao Family in blood. The capital was likely about to undergo a massive change.

”All of you, go help. I’m going to the palace.”

The leading general said to the guards behind him, then left Jingyun Courtyard and sped toward the Imperial Palace.

The remaining guards looked at each other, but in the end, they followed orders and stepped forward to clean up.

Meanwhile, inside the Zhao Family Estate, the lights were brightly lit.