Pang Quan didn't answer, but fell to the ground in pain, his face twisted in agony, tearing his sleeves to shreds in a few movements.

The sight was terrifying—black smoke was rising from his arms, which Wang Xiong had previously healed.

The two arms began to rot continuously, oozing pus, just the sight of it was incredibly horrific.

"Help me, help me!"

Pang Quan reached out his hand, but his right hand was already just bone. As time passed, the bones quickly turned black, making anyone shudder at a glance.

Wang Tianqiong's pupils contracted, instantly realizing the crux of the problem.

"Vice Chairman Pang, I'm sorry."

He suddenly pulled out a soft sword from behind his waist and stabbed it directly into Pang Quan's forehead.

Pang Quan's contorted face seemed to freeze in place.

Soon, waves of deathly air emanated from Pang Quan's body, even his two arms began to stiffen, looking like charcoal burnt black.

Watching Pang Quan die completely, Wang Tianqiong took a deep breath, a serious look appeared on his face.

He didn't want to kill Pang Quan, but seeing his condition, Wang Tianqiong had already guessed where the problem lay.

It must be an issue with Wang Xiong's so-called Innate Realm.

Pang Quan's arms were crippled by Ye Guichen, then Wang Xiong healed them with his mysterious energy, but after just half a day, the arms began to rot as if strongly poisoned.

There was only one possibility—Wang Xiong's mysterious energy was impure, perhaps even too evil.

If this matter got out, the impact on Wang Xiong and Azure Dragon Commerce would be immense.

Even if Pang Quan had to die, Wang Tianqiong would absolutely not allow this matter to leak.

Under the moonlight, Wang Tianqiong disposed of Pang Quan's body and returned to the top floor of Azure Dragon Commerce.

From childhood to now, Wang Tianqiong could count the number of times he came to the top floor on his fingers.

In total, this was probably only the seventh time.

Knocking on the door.

The sound was crisp.

It was quiet inside, but Wang Tianqiong knew Wang Xiong must be inside, training.

At the critical moment of breakthrough, Wang Xiong wouldn't leave.

Ye Guichen killed twelve top-notch experts sent by Pang Quan, such skills made Wang Tianqiong extremely apprehensive.

With no immediate solution, Wang Tianqiong had to inform Wang Xiong.

The most important thing was to confirm whether Wang Xiong had indeed stepped halfway into the Innate Realm.

Pang Quan's horrifying death aside, Wang Tianqiong couldn't bear to see his father become a demonic figure unless absolutely necessary.

But knocking for a while, there was no response from inside.

Strangely worried, Wang Tianqiong increased the force in his hand: "Father, it's Tianqiong, I have something to report."

Still no sound.

A sudden unease stirred in Wang Tianqiong's heart.

The top floor was Wang Xiong's exclusive space, even as his son, Wang Tianqiong had no right to enter.

The door was a security door, fitted with advanced retinal and fingerprint technology. Even if he wanted to force entry, it was impossible.

After knocking a few more times, seeing no reaction, Wang Tianqiong took out his phone and dialed the number.

The phone rang but wasn't answered.

Calling several times, no one picked up.

The feeling of unease grew stronger.

Could something have happened?

Thinking this, Wang Tianqiong placed one hand on the door and tried pushing lightly.

Who would have thought that with a push, the door would slide open gently.

"Not locked?"

Wang Tianqiong's heart leapt.

Usually, to prevent accidental entry, Wang Xiong would always lock the door, which could only be opened from the inside.

But now, the door was not only unlocked, but opened easily.

Instinctively, Wang Tianqiong drew a dagger from his waist, peered inside.

Because it was already late night, the inside was pitch black, nothing could be seen, but a bloody smell permeated the air.

"Father, it's Tianqiong, are you there?" Adjusting to the light, Wang Tianqiong vaguely saw someone kneeling by the window, judging by the silhouette, it should be Wang Xiong, facing away from the door.

Raising his voice, Wang Tianqiong asked twice more, still no answer.

This time, Wang Tianqiong grew even more tense, stepping inside, right hand gripping the dagger, left hand reaching for the light switch.

Pop!

As soon as the light turned on, the room was brightly illuminated.

The sight was chaos.

Blood was everywhere on the floor.

The eighteen columns' ropes were cut, and the eighteen women originally tied to the ropes were all gone.

Weaponry was scattered everywhere.

Wang Tianqiong then noticed that a knife was inserted in Wang Xiong's back, the same broad knife Wang Xiong loved practicing with.

"Father!" Seeing the knife in Wang Xiong's back, Wang Tianqiong's palms were sweaty, quickly surveying the room, besides Wang Xiong, no one else was present, took a deep breath, and hurried to Wang Xiong's side.

Seeing this, Wang Tianqiong felt a darkness before his eyes.

Wang Xiong was kneeling upright, eyes closed, facing the window, with a strange smile on his lips.

The knife pierced through Wang Xiong's body from back to chest.

Moreover, Wang Xiong's training shirt was cut open, revealing a bizarre symbol carved there.

The symbol had an outer circle, split into two halves inside, on the left a crowned figure sitting proudly on a chair, while the right showed a person kneeling as if worshipping the left figure.

Apart from this, Wang Xiong had no other injuries.

Wang Tianqiong tried Wang Xiong's wrist, devoid of a pulse, body cold, likely dead for over three hours.

Calculating the time, it was about when Wang Xiong left after meeting Wang Tianqiong and Pang Quan.

Confirming Wang Xiong's death, Wang Tianqiong shivered.

Despite being called the Crown Prince, in both cultivation and vision, even courage, he was far inferior to Wang Xiong.

Over the years, with Wang Xiong's support, Azure Dragon Commerce had not only steadily expanded but was poised to take over Jiangnan's three provinces.

Wang Xiong had personally told Wang Tianqiong that once Jiangnan's three provinces stabilized, Azure Dragon Commerce would be handed over to him, Wang Xiong retiring behind the scenes, only intervening if Tianqiong couldn't handle something.

With Jiangnan's three provinces nearly in reach, Wang Xiong died on his own turf, and in such a bizarre manner.

Cold sweat dripped from his back.

Wang Tianqiong didn't dare to spread the news, confirming no one else in the room, he didn't touch Wang Xiong's body, quickly retreated, closing the door outside.

Wang Xiong's death news must not leak, or it would throw Azure Dragon Commerce into chaos, even King Yan would be out of control.

Composing his thoughts, showing no anomaly, Wang Tianqiong took out his phone, dialed a memorized number: "Protector Feng, are you available? I need to see you."

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