My Son-in-law Is A War God-Chapter 2300 - 2302: Destroy Chenhe Group!
"Keep an eye on the Tomb of the Living Dead. Report any movement immediately!"
After saying this, Zhang Qi left.
It was already the day before the funeral.
The Tomb of the Living Dead had gathered over ten thousand people.
And the numbers were still increasing.
Inside the council hall.
Besides Li Chongyang and Li Chunyang.
There were also his thirty-six close disciples.
And several major allies.
The person sitting closest to him was his eldest disciple, Yang Cheng.
Yang Cheng was not only the strongest among his many disciples, but also the most intelligent.
Not long after leaving the Tomb of the Living Dead.
Yang Cheng founded the Ancient Tomb Sect.
Becoming the pre-eminent martial artist in the third largest city of Central Plains Prefecture.
"Master, rest assured, no matter who the opponent is or what kind of heaven-reaching background they have, this time we must make them pay with blood for blood!"
Yang Cheng said coldly, "No one can kill your grandson and still live leisurely!"
"Yes, blood for blood, no mercy!"
The crowd echoed loudly.
With great intensity.
Li Chongyang smiled faintly, "Thank you all.
Chunyang, pass my orders: for tomorrow’s funeral, have the high-level members of Chenhe Group come to the Tomb of the Living Dead to attend the funeral.
If they show remorse.
Wear mourning clothes and kneel in the mourning hall for ten days and nights.
I will spare others.
Only kill them.
Otherwise, I will have their families and colleagues buried together!"
"Yes!"
Li Chunyang conveyed the order.
Soon the command reached the Chenhe Group.
Li Junyao turned pale with fear.
She was just an ordinary person.
The last time she was already terrified by Li Wudao.
Why is such a thing happening again this time?
"President Li, I’ve heard this Li Chongyang is some sort of Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.
With tens of thousands of disciples under his command.
If we don’t go, they will come to kill us!"
This kind of news wasn’t coming from just one person.
From some channel, word had spread like wildfire.
The whole Chenhe Group, from the cleaning staff to the executives, heard about it.
The entire company was plunged into panic.
Some even started to consider resigning.
After all, Chenhe Group was established relatively recently; many people were not truly loyal yet.
Besides, they work to make a living, not to die.
"Is everyone just lazing around? Do your work; those matters have nothing to do with you.
We have the War God King here.
Who dares to make trouble in Longcheng?"
Xiao Chen shouted through the company’s speaker.
Everyone thought the same.
With the War God King here, as long as they don’t leave Longcheng, there shouldn’t be any problems.
Let the immortals fight it out; they won’t join the fray.
Li Junyao looked at Xiao Chen and thought of that expert accompanying him.
She didn’t know how many secrets Xiao Chen had kept from her.
But that expert was probably one of the Boss’s people.
With the Boss and the War God King around.
Chenhe Group will be fine.
The next day, the day of the funeral.
The mourning hall was already set up.
Huge black and white photos hung there.
A total of five.
Wreaths filled the inside and outside.
Mournful music played.
The entire Tomb of the Living Dead fell into sorrow.
The atmosphere was quite oppressive.
The sky was dark, as if it could rain at any time.
In front of the mourning hall, a few juniors from the Tomb of the Living Dead were kneeling.
Two people stood.
One was Li Chongyang, imposing without anger, eyes cold.
One was Li Chunyang, who had reined in his murderous intentions, simply staring dazedly at his son’s photo.
It’s been quite a while since he let loose a slaughter.
This time, regardless of how Li Chongyang planned to deal with Chenhe Group.
No matter how Chenhe Group people apologized or repented.
He would not show mercy.
He wanted Chenhe Group to be in turmoil.
He wanted everyone to understand the consequences of offending the Tomb of the Living Dead and him, Li Chunyang.
Outside the Tomb of the Living Dead, on the vast open ground, were Jianghu leaders from all over Central Plains Prefecture who came to pay their respects.
And surrounding them were disciples from the Tomb of the Living Dead wearing white mourning clothes.
Looking like White Impermanence, causing people to shiver with fear.
It truly was the funeral of the Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch’s son and grandson.
Who else could accomplish this?
In less than three days, so many people had come to wear mourning clothes for his son and grandson.
Many were much older than his son and grandson.
But what does it matter?
Everyone had to give him face.
Many didn’t understand why anyone would dare provoke Chongyang True Person.
Why someone was so fearless.
Once, the Tomb of the Living Dead was revered as the first in Central Plains Prefecture.
Li Chongyang was honored as Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch.
Many didn’t quite accept it.
Including people from the Fish Dragon Sect.
But today, no one would question Chongyang True Person’s terrors.
No one would question the fearsome Tomb of the Living Dead.
Li Chunyang brought a chair for Li Chongyang.
But Li Chongyang did not sit.
He looked at everyone in front of him and robustly said, "Everyone, truly didn’t expect, using the Alliance Master’s Order for the first time.
It would be in such a setting.
First, let me thank you all for giving me face."
Li Chongyang said thanks, then nodded slightly.
That was considered a courtesy.
The crowd suddenly became excited.
The Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch had nodded to them.
This was no longer the business of the Tomb of the Living Dead alone.
This involved all of Central Plains Prefecture’s martial world.
"Alliance Hierarch!"
"Alliance Hierarch!"
Countless people shouted excitedly.
Li Chongyang slightly pressed down his hand.
The noise stopped.
He continued, "As Martial Arts Alliance Hierarch of Central Plains Prefecture, I truly hoped the martial world of Central Plains Prefecture could be peaceful.
But I didn’t expect.
I was truly naive.
There are always people who don’t listen.
They seize our resources!
They seize our market!
They even kill our people!
Pressing step by step, making me intolerable!
Starting today, I declare, with Chenhe Group, to the death! Irreconcilable!"
"To the death! Irreconcilable!"
"To the death! Irreconcilable!"
Countless people shouted madly, eyes burning with fervor.
Actually, they all knew, what peace? What tranquility?
Martial artists dislike it the most.
If everything was peaceful.
Why would martial artists be needed?
They long for chaos!
Only then do they have a place to stand.
"Destroy Chenhe Group!"
"Blood for blood!"
Someone led the chant.
A louder voice rose.
Shocking the entire universe.
Passersby shivered in fright.
Too terrifying!
Truly too terrifying!
Why would anyone provoke such a fearsome person?
This time, Chenhe Group is truly doomed.
They’re completely finished.
"Father, half an hour left before the funeral officially begins, our scouts haven’t found any movement from Chenhe Group!"
Li Chunyang said, "Actually, there’s no need to wait; Longcheng says Chenhe Group is still operating normally, none of the executives have any intention of leaving Longcheng."
"Master, what if Chenhe Group doesn’t come?"
Yang Cheng asked.
Li Chongyang’s eyes shot out a terrifying killing intent: "If they don’t come, then we will go over, flatten Chenhe Group, make them understand I’m not joking!"
