Yes, the battle was over.

The result was unexpected by everyone.

It was a tie.

This was unavoidable.

Both parties involved had fainted. You couldn't exactly wake them up to decide a winner, could you?

"Clan Head Fang, why not bring your daughter to the manor to rest? She's heavily injured and unconscious, it's not convenient for her to travel such a long distance."

Clan Head Wan said.

Earlier, the Fang Clan Head had said he wanted to leave.

Clan Head Fang held Fang Xiaoyu in his arms, looking at his daughter's pale face with heartache. At the same time, his storage bag opened on its own, and a golden pill flew out, melting beside Fang Xiaoyu's cherry lips and entering her mouth.

It seemed Clan Head Fang was controlling it with his divine sense.

Clan Head Wan was worldly and naturally knew the value of that pill.

"No, the Fang family has some businesses in Qishan Prefecture's city. I'll take my daughter there to heal."

Clan Head Fang's attitude was somewhat cold, after all, his daughter was injured like this.

But he couldn't lose his temper, let alone vent his anger by destroying the Wan family.

If he dared to do so, the other five families would definitely come knocking.

The reason was simple: if he destroyed the Wan family, the Thunder Emperor Art would most likely fall into his hands.

He couldn't clear himself of that suspicion.

Then, another pill flew out of his storage bag, identical to the previous one.

It flew directly into Wan Lei's mouth.

Clan Head Wan was alarmed, fearing that the other party wanted to kill Wan Lei.

After all, the other party was an enemy, and even if they seemed friendly on the surface, they couldn't be completely trusted.

But he was too late to stop it; the pill had already entered Wan Lei's mouth.

"This is a Tianxuan Resuscitation Pill. It can restore injuries. In less than two days, young friend Wan Lei will be fully recovered and his cultivation will improve.

"Don't worry, my Fang family isn't a family that can't afford to lose. I, Fang Huifeng, am not the kind of narrow-minded person who can't stand to see other families' young disciples excel.

"Clan Head Wan, farewell."

After Clan Head Fang finished speaking, his figure disappeared directly.

At his speed, it was difficult for others to see with the naked eye.

Clan Head Wan ordered people to carry Wan Lei into the main manor for recuperation.

He was still worried, but since the pill had already been taken, he could only wait and see.

After all, he couldn't take down Clan Head Fang, could he?

In other words, even if Clan Head Fang poisoned Wan Lei to death, what could his Wan family do?

Seek revenge from the Fang family? Did his Wan family have the strength?

Three hours later, Wan Hongxin's figure flew over from the sky in a hurry.

Two days ago, the complacent Wan Hongxin and Mansion Lord Wan Zhentian returned to the Wan Southern Mansion.

Wan Lei stayed in the main mansion to receive the Thunder Emperor Art inheritance.

He believed that in the main mansion, no one could harm Wan Lei.

Even if his second uncle's family was capable, they couldn't harm Wan Lei under the very eyes of the Wan Clan Head.

The Wan Main Mansion was, after all, the Clan Head's territory.

But two days later, he received the news that Wan Lei was seriously injured and unconscious.

He rushed over.

Clan Head Wan told Wan Hongxin the whole story, including the pill given by Clan Head Fang.

Wan Hongxin was silent for a moment, without saying a word, he picked up Wan Lei and left.

What could he do? He was just a small Core Formation cultivator.

But he was also a father. He had already made up his mind that if Wan Lei didn't wake up in two days and died, then he would leave the Wan family and sneak outside the Fang family.

His cultivation wasn't high, but he could still kill a few young disciples of the Fang family.

Ideally, he could kill that girl from the Fang family, so that the Fang family would feel pain, wouldn't they?

"Hongxin, Lei'er is seriously injured, it's better for him to recuperate here, don't travel such a long distance."

Clan Head Wan advised.

"No, let's go home, this child is homesick."

Wan Hongxin said.

The real reason was that, according to the timeline, two days later would be the day Wan Lei faced the final wave of Heavenly Tribulation.

That was the final wave, a fight to the death!

He had to take Wan Lei back and find a place where no one was around, an absolutely safe place, for Wan Lei to face the Heavenly Tribulation.

This time, he had to devote all his energy to treating it seriously.

This time, if he could get through it, Wan Lei would definitely have a bright future and become a great powerhouse.

If he couldn't get through it, he would be completely annihilated, and Wan Lei would no longer exist in this world.

And Sui Xiaohang would no longer exist either.

It could be said that Wan Lei alone was related to two lives.

It was related to the fate of the Wan Southern Mansion, because once he died, Sui Potian would no longer stand with the Mansion Lord's lineage, and they would find it difficult to resist the Second Master's lineage.

It was related to the future of the Wan family, because Wan Lei was the number one genius of the Wan Southern Mansion, the first person in five thousand years to successfully cultivate the Thunder Emperor Art. Whether the Wan family could rise and contend with the six great families depended entirely on him.

Wan Hongxin took Wan Lei home.

Wan Zhentian came to Wan Lei's home, to Wan Lei's bedroom, and guarded Wan Lei with Wan Hongxin.

A day passed, Wan Lei was still not dead, and the injuries on his body had already healed considerably.

At this time, Wan Hongxin had confirmed that there was no problem with the pill given by Clan Head Fang.

This time, Wan Lei's injuries were unprecedentedly severe. His dantian was shattered, his meridians were broken, and his divine sense was damaged. It could be said that it was already a miracle that he hadn't died, and there was a high probability that he would be a useless person in the future.

But only a day had passed, and Wan Lei's injuries were almost healed, showing how heaven-defying the pill given by Clan Head Fang was.

This pill, even for the Fang family, was valuable. Non-direct descendants were not worthy of having such a good pill.

But Wan Hongxin was still worried. Tomorrow would be the day Wan Lei faced the final wave of Heavenly Tribulation.

His soul was severely injured, and Wan Hongxin didn't know if the Tianxuan Resuscitation Pill could restore his divine sense.

If his divine sense couldn't be restored, then Wan Lei would not be able to wake up.

Lying there, facing the final wave of Heavenly Tribulation, was no different from suicide.

Fortunately, Wan Lei woke up in the evening.

Before Wan Lei even opened his eyes, he heard his father and grandfather's conversation.

"Today, all the people from Second Uncle's family have left."

"They've finally couldn't hold back any longer, huh."

It could be heard that Wan Zhentian's tone was full of resentment, regret, and… reluctance.

After all, they were brothers.

"Father, your own brother is now going to draw his sword against you."

"This day will always come. When I was young, in the heir competition, he lost to me. When you were in your teens, in the heir competition, Honglin lost to you again.

"He's not convinced. He always feels that his talent, aptitude, strategy, and mind are superior to mine.

"And me, a good-tempered elder brother, who is kind to everyone, which makes him very dissatisfied.

"He feels that a Mansion Lord, especially the Wan family's Mansion Lord, cannot be too weak. Mediocrity is also a sin. In his opinion, I am unenterprising."

"Father, you have been working hard to maintain the Wan family all these years, but he can't see any of your good points, only remembers your shortcomings."