Volume One: All Things Awaken, Four Seasons Become Spring Chapter Fifty-One: Slaying Zhuo Yu, Battling the Aberration

Inside the banquet hall, a brief silence fell, like the prelude to a storm. Mo Wen slowly rose to his feet, gazing directly at Zhuo Yu, his sword Dog gripped tightly in his hand, exuding an overwhelming presence.

The Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom did not erupt in anger; instead, he smiled as he looked at Lin Wudao. Before Lin Wudao could speak, Zhao Tiansheng chuckled, rose from his seat, and declared loudly, “Old Zhuo, my student may be a bit rash and imprecise in his words, so don’t take offense. Frankly, I say your Zhuo clan should all end yourselves today, save us the trouble of doing it for you!”

At first, the guests thought Zhao Tiansheng worthy of his long-standing reputation as a Sword Sect master, graceful and composed. But as his words finished, a shock ran through everyone’s hearts.

Today, the Lin Family would declare war on the Zhuo Family!

A sense of impending doom rose among the Zhuo clan, their disciples subconsciously edging closer to their Great Freedom. His face betrayed no emotion as he spoke in a deep voice, “What is the meaning of this?”

Lin Wudao smiled faintly, his presence commanding even without anger, sweeping his gaze across the Zhuo Family. “The Zhuo clan has allied with the uncanny, slaughtering their own kin. Did you really think the gods and spirits would remain unaware?”

The Zhuo Family allied with the uncanny?

So that was it. Mo Wen, previously bewildered, suddenly understood! Yet one point remained unclear: why was Zhuo Yue destroyed by the Buddhist order at the Bund docks outside the magic capital? Was it simply to frame himself?

Both sides were on the verge of drawing swords. Seeing the situation reach this point, the Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom ceased to conceal himself, slowly rising, his gaze chilling and sinister. “If that’s so, then prepare to die!”

With these words, his hand transformed into a razor-sharp claw, lunging at Lin Wudao. Lin Wudao, long prepared, pushed aside his family’s disciples with one palm and met the attack with a fist.

From the start, it was a killing blow!

Starlit Splendor, Third Form: Boundless Eternity!

An immense force erupted from Lin Wudao’s fist, crashing into the Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom. It was Mo Wen’s first time witnessing the third form of Starlit Splendor, and he was utterly shaken—such power, unparalleled!

Zhuo’s claw recoiled, and he produced a black banner, plunging it into the ground. The banner fluttered without wind, neutralizing Lin Wudao’s punch. Lin Wudao formed a seal with his hands and shouted, “Command!” Instantly, both vanished without a trace.

While the two Great Freedoms clashed, Zhao Tiansheng was not idle. His azure sword drawn, he pressed Lin Shangchong, who paled and hurriedly defended himself.

Sword energy closed in. Fear took root in Lin Shangchong’s heart; he broke through the doors and attempted to flee, Zhao Tiansheng in swift pursuit.

Meanwhile, Lin Tianci faced off against another Zhuo Family’s Breaking Delusion. Mo Wen had already set his sights on Zhuo Yu, advancing step by step, his sword Dog gleaming with a ghostly light.

“Come, let’s fight fairly. Both Breaking Delusion, so if I kill you, it’s not bullying the weak!”

Mo Wen chuckled, not launching a sudden attack. He intended to thoroughly defeat Zhuo Yu in front of all the prominent figures of the Northern Capital.

Zhuo Yu, a soldier by nature, showed no fear, meeting Mo Wen’s gaze. His claws shot out, aiming for Mo Wen’s heart.

In that split second, lightning-fast, Zhuo Yu closed the distance. Mo Wen seemed slow to react, and Zhuo Yu’s fierce eyes flashed with determination—he was set on crushing Mo Wen’s heart!

Mo Wen answered with a contemptuous smile, swinging his sword Dog. In an instant, he severed Zhuo Yu’s arm, which fell to the ground like a lump of meat. Blood spurted forth, and Zhuo Yu collapsed, screaming in agony.

“This is it? You dared covet my woman!”

Mo Wen showed not a trace of mercy. With his sword of emotion, its breath flowed through the blade like a spring breeze, brushing gently over the fallen Zhuo Yu.

Sensing mortal danger, Zhuo Yu forced himself upright, channeling all his internal energy into his left hand, hurling a desperate palm strike at Mo Wen.

Fine spring rain, myriad sword rays like a net of blades, enveloped Zhuo Yu. He trembled violently, staring in disbelief as his body crumbled into fragments, dissolving into a pool of flesh.

Mo Wen sheathed his sword without sparing Zhuo Yu a glance. Turning to Lin Tianci, he saw him constantly falling behind. The Zhuo Family’s Breaking Delusion’s twin claws moved as phantoms, targeting vital points, and Lin Tianci barely evaded, his body covered in wounds.

Mo Wen raised his sword, about to assist, when his sleeve was tugged by the chubby Zhuo Xin. “That’s my father, Brother Mo, please spare him!”

Zhuo Xin’s round face was streaked with tears. He didn’t care much for the Zhuo Family, but he was still one of them.

Mo Wen smiled as he gently freed himself, pointing his sword at Zhuo Xin’s father, advancing with deadly intent. The sword’s aura radiated outward, and Zhuo Xin’s father, seeing this, hesitated, ceasing his attack.

“You are Zhuo Xin’s father. I’ll give you a chance: abandon your cultivation and take Zhuo Xin away.”

But the man shook his head, glancing at Zhuo Yu’s remains and then at Zhuo Xin, a faint smile appearing on his face.

“Xin’er, today’s disaster for the Zhuo Family is their own doing, but as your father, I cannot avoid it. In the days to come, leave for distant lands and live an ordinary life.”

With that, he smiled grimly, a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, and struck his own crown, instantly falling dead.

His sea of consciousness shattered, his divine sense extinguished—no immortal could save him!

Zhuo Xin knelt with a thud, crawling to his father and weeping bitterly.

If Mo Wen felt any guilt for this slaughter, it was seeing Zhuo Xin’s utter heartbreak. The fault wasn’t his, but he had no choice.

In the banquet hall, the guests had long since fled. The battle between the Lin and Zhuo families neared its end—a one-sided massacre. The Lin Family was well-prepared; the Zhuo Family was nearly wiped out.

Soon, Zhao Tiansheng returned with his long sword, expressionless. Blood dripped from its tip, but his clothes were also torn in several places.

“Zhuo Shangchong was suddenly possessed by the uncanny—almost got me!”

Zhao Tiansheng spoke calmly, but his eyes fixed on the black banner on the floor, from which uncanny energy flowed. Mo Wen’s mind stirred.

“Coalball, hungry? Come out and have a bite?”

Coalball answered and flew to the black banner, sucking in waves of uncanny energy. Its sheen grew brighter, and as the banner was stripped of its uncanny aura, it collapsed with a thud.

With the banner’s fall, suddenly Lin Wudao and the Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom reappeared. All eyes turned; Lin Wudao looked battered, his clothes scorched, blood streaming from his left shoulder.

“You Lin clan think you’ve got my Zhuo Family today? You caught us off guard, but now, all of you will die!”

As he spoke, the Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom formed seals with both hands, and a shadow rose behind him, hidden in black mist and radiating uncanny energy.

Uncanny Great Freedom!

The shadow cackled dryly and entered the Lin Family’s Great Freedom’s body. His face twisted in agony, then after a moment, a wicked smile appeared.

“The Zhuo Family are all useless. You forced me to take action. Well, before the master returns, clearing some obstacles isn’t bad.”

The Zhuo Family’s Great Freedom’s aura shifted, his body enveloped in uncanny energy. Two uncanny rays shot from his eyes, wrapping around a Lin clan disciple. The disciple’s face contorted, and after several screams, he was devoured by the uncanny force!

Everyone’s expressions grew grim, wary and on edge. At that moment, the Lin Family’s Great Freedom raised his hands to the sky, and countless uncanny energies poured from his body, sweeping toward everyone in the banquet hall!

Instantly, the Lin Family members writhed in agony; several at the Divine Pivot stage were devoured on the spot. The uncanny energy attacking Mo Wen was quietly absorbed by Coalball.

Mo Wen suddenly trembled—Lin Xi!

He saw Lin Xi desperately resisting the uncanny energy, about to be consumed. Mo Wen steeled himself and summoned Coalball.

“Coalball, go all out, eat it all!”

Coalball flew overhead, its black radiance illuminating the entire hall as never before. Under its shining light, the uncanny energy abandoned its hosts and rushed en masse into Coalball.

“Brother, this energy is unusually dense—I can’t digest it all, I’m about to explode!”

Coalball’s girlish voice sounded anxiously at his ear. Seeing this, Mo Wen gritted his teeth, channeling sword energy and raising his hands to the air, absorbing most of the uncanny energy himself.