The moment Old Man Meng gave the order, the Meng family iron guards plunged into an even more frenzied slaughter. The whirling blades had long since been stained red with blood, and the still-vibrating blade energy continued to stir up the blood, painting a bloody, chilling aura onto the iron guards fighting amidst the crowd.

Old Liu, shaking his folding fan, said, "Brother Meng intends to let the Meng family be reborn from the ashes?"

"Hardly!" Old Man Meng shook his head. "The more members of the Meng family die today, the safer the disciples who evacuate tomorrow will be."

"The Meng family has stood for a hundred years without falling, and has offended more people than I imagined. I have to let them know that the Meng family has been completely destroyed, don't I?"

"Does Li Po want this corpse of the Meng family?"

Old Man Meng meant that the Liangjie Tang's disturbance of the Meng family was already well known, but no one knew that the Meng family was threatened by Cang Tianji.

The Liangjie Tang destroying the Meng family would be more easily accepted by the world of術道 (Shu Dao, Daoist arts).

Old Liu smiled, "The boss will take the blame for this."

"Good!" As Old Man Meng spoke, the sounds of blades in the courtyard gradually subsided. He and Old Liu stepped into the Meng family compound, treading on blood. Old Man Meng's first words were, "No one is allowed to spy near the Meng family. You..."

"Let me take care of it!" Old Liu directly sent a signal into the sky: "Liangjie Tang is on duty. Anyone who dares to approach the Meng family within a hundred meters will be killed without mercy."

Old Man Meng looked at Meng Haoyun with a somber expression: "Haoyun, go and bring your wife's head to me."

"Father!" Meng Haoyun knelt on the ground, disregarding his injuries. "Anping, she did nothing wrong! You..."

Old Man Meng said in a deep voice, "Over the years, if she hadn't been constantly condoning her relatives' encroachment on the Meng family's assets, would so many Meng family disciples have been driven to disunity?"

"Look at the corpses all over the ground. At least half of them are lying here because of your wife. What are you keeping her for?"

"Father!" Meng Haoyun gritted his teeth. "Although Anping has made mistakes, they are not enough to incite rebellion among the Meng family disciples..."

"Shut up!" Old Man Meng waved his hand helplessly. "Take him down. Bring the marriage certificate; I want to annul the engagement."

Meng Haoyun's eyes widened: "Father, what's wrong with you? If you annul the engagement, the Meng family will decline for three generations! The Meng family..."

"Shut up!" Old Man Meng looked at his son with helplessness: "If you had even half of Li Po's abilities, the Meng family wouldn't have ended up like this today."

After two iron guards escorted Meng Haoyun away, Old Man Meng took the marriage contract and said, "Old brother, when do you think it's appropriate for me to terminate the engagement?"

Old Man Meng was afraid that Old Liu would misunderstand, so he quickly explained, "To be honest, I'm a little afraid of that girl."

"Once the contract is broken, that girl will inevitably be affected. This contract is like a hidden arrow; only by catching her off guard can we achieve the best effect. There's only one chance!"

Old Liu laughed, "For others, you can choose the timing, but for our boss, any time is the best time. It's up to you!"

Old Man Meng sighed again before picking up a pen and drawing on the contract: "The Meng family breaks the contract today, willing to accept the punishment of the Demon God!"

"Father, you can't!" Meng Haoyun struggled desperately, "If you break the contract, Meng Die will also be affected. She is the pride of my Meng family! Father..."

Old Man Meng turned a deaf ear and heavily marked the contract with a vermilion pen.

The first stroke: dark clouds covered the Meng family's sky, and the roar of a Demon God descended from the heavens.

Old Man Meng seemed unable to withstand the wrath of the Demon God, and his knees buckled as he fell to the ground.

Old Liu stood aside with a smile, shaking his folding fan, watching Old Man Meng raise his pen again.

This time, the vermilion pen in Old Man Meng's hand didn't land on the paper but struck his Dantian (energy center) instead. The sound of the Dantian shattering accompanied a mouthful of blood spurting into the air. Meng Haoyun shouted like a madman, "Father, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"You destroyed your martial arts, you..."

Before Meng Haoyun could finish speaking, Old Liu's folding fan had already struck Meng Haoyun. After the latter spat out a mouthful of blood, he desperately raised his head: "You crippled my martial arts!"

Old Man Meng gritted his teeth and said "Thank you" before holding the pen and drawing on the contract.

After the second stroke, the Demon God's roar was no longer limited to warnings. A sharp whistle filled with murderous intent swept through the crowd, and the few remaining Meng family elites also fell to the ground, blood flowing from their seven orifices.

A moment ago, Old Man Meng was still gritting his teeth and persevering, but now, he couldn't help but shed tears.

The last of the Meng family's elites were destroyed. If he hadn't destroyed his own Dantian, he himself would have died in the Demon God's roar.

Half of a family's fortune is linked to its descendants. The more elite disciples, the stronger the family's fortune. If a Demon God wants to sever a family's fortune, it must start with killing people.

The people he chose must be those who could influence the rise and fall of the Meng family.

As for the iron guards! From the moment they appeared, Old Liu could see that they were not living people, or at least not entirely human, so he wasn't worried about the iron guards being damaged.

Old Man Meng knew that even if I didn't come, the Meng family would face a disaster. The brainwashed Meng Die would take the Meng family into an abyss from which there was no return. He gave up the Meng family elites, gave up his cultivation, and risked the Meng family's decline for three generations, all to seek a glimmer of hope for the Meng family.

But, besides him and Old Liu, who could understand his good intentions?