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Boom!
With a thunderous sound, the Spirit Seal slammed heavily onto the Heaven-Sealing Earth-Locking Talisman, erupting with blinding light.
Crack! A sharp noise echoed as cracks appeared on the Heaven-Sealing Earth-Locking Talisman, and in an instant, the entire formation shattered, dissipating into nothingness.
As the formation broke apart, the scene within was revealed.
Shen Wanzhou was disheveled and bloodied, tightly holding onto Chen Li, surrounded by a blade's aura, seemingly on the verge of being slain by the sword.
Opposite Shen Wanzhou stood a figure in black, masked and wielding a blade, exuding a murderous intent.
"Hahaha, die!"
"Stop!"
At that critical moment, a furious roar echoed from afar.
Then, a figure darted forward like lightning, instantly appearing in front of Shen Wanzhou and striking out with a palm.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, the black-clad man had no time to react before being struck by an overwhelming force. His chest caved in as he spat blood and was sent flying backward.
Shen Zhentian was engulfed in rage, his eyes bloodshot like an enraged lion radiating a chilling aura of death.
He gently set Shen Qingyue aside and stepped closer to the black-clad man who had been knocked away. Each step felt like he was stepping on the man's heart, creating an overwhelming sense of suffocation.
"Speak! Who sent you?" Shen Zhentian's voice was deep and resonant, as if it came from the depths of hell, sending chills down one's spine.
The black-clad man struggled to rise from the ground, clutching his chest with blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He looked at the man before him with terror; this was no ordinary opponent but a renowned general of the Qian Sheng Empire whose cultivation had reached the fifth level of Innate—far beyond what he could contend with.
"I... I..." The black-clad man stammered, his gaze flickering as he dared not meet Shen Zhentian's eyes.
"Not going to speak? Then die!" A fierce glint flashed in Shen Zhentian's eyes.
Seeing this, the black-clad man gritted his teeth and unleashed his Vital Energy, turning to flee deeper into the alley.
"Think you can escape?" Shen Zhentian sneered coldly as his figure flickered and vanished from sight.
Ghostly Shadow Steps!
This was a family heirloom technique of the Shen Family; when mastered to perfection, it allowed one to become an afterimage, moving at speeds too fast for the naked eye to follow.
A shadow flashed by, and Shen Zhentian appeared in front of the cloaked figure, blocking his path.
The cloaked man was filled with terror; he never expected that the middle-aged man before him could move so swiftly, a speed he had never encountered before.
"Solar Palm!"
Without a moment's hesitation, Shen Zhentian struck out with his palm. A powerful surge of Vital Energy transformed into a blazing flame that slammed into the cloaked man's chest.
The cloaked man's Divine Soul trembled violently as he quickly raised his arms to defend himself.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, the cloaked man flew backward like a kite with its string cut, crashing heavily to the ground and spewing blood, clearly gravely injured.
Coughing, the cloaked man struggled to rise, his eyes filled with despair. He realized he was doomed.
"Speak! Who sent you?" Shen Zhentian advanced step by step, his voice icy and piercing.
The cloaked man managed a grim smile and said, "Just kill me; I won't betray my master."
A flash of killing intent flickered in Shen Zhentian's eyes as the flames in his palm surged even higher. The despair in the cloaked man's gaze seemed insignificant to him, like an ant.
"Since you are so stubborn, then die!"
Boom!
The Blazing Palm struck mercilessly against the cloaked man's chest. After a loud explosion, he turned to ashes, scattering with the wind.
"Father!" Shen Wanzhou, having survived the ordeal, looked at the familiar figure before her with both shock and joy. "How did you find me here?"
Shen Zhentian took a deep breath to suppress his anger and gazed lovingly at Shen Wanzhou. "It was Shen Qingyue; she sensed something was wrong and insisted we bring her to find you. This child is not even a month old yet and is already so remarkable! She will surely achieve great things in the future!"
Shen Wanzhou felt deeply moved by his words. She looked at her daughter, Shen Qingyue, who was being held in Shen Zhentian's arms, her big watery eyes curiously observing her mother.
A warmth spread through Shen Wanzhou's heart as she held her son Chen Li in one arm while embracing her daughter Shen Qingyue with the other.
"Good children, Mother is fine now; it's all over," Shen Wanzhou comforted softly, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
"Third Sister, you've suffered," Shen Yunting stepped forward, looking at the wounds on Shen Wanzhou's body with deep concern.
He bent down to pick up the token and storage bag that had fallen from the cloaked man and examined them closely; his expression darkened immediately.
It was indeed the people of the Wuding Marquisate! Shen Yunting gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with fury. He never expected that in their attempt to bring down the Shen Family, they would resort to such viciousness, even sending Martial Guards to kill Third Sister and her children!
This scoundrel! Shen Yunlei was seething with rage, punching the wall beside him, causing debris to fly. How could he call himself a relative when he was such a despicable person!
Shen Zhentian's face was ashen, his fists clenched tightly, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent. The Shen Family had been loyal for generations, contributing greatly to the Qian Sheng Empire, yet they were betrayed by Chen Yuantu.
It was bad enough that Chen Yuantu had wronged them; he had even betrayed his own daughter and sought to kill his own grandchildren. It was simply suicidal!
Chen Yuantu, this matter will not end here! Shen Zhentian spoke in a deep voice. If necessary, he would stake his old bones on it and let the Saint in the palace take charge for the Shen Family!
Yes! We cannot let this villain Chen Yuantu go unpunished! Shen Yunting and Shen Yunlei echoed in unison, their eyes filled with flames of anger.
Shen Wanzhou held two children in her arms, listening to her brothers' indignant words, but her heart was filled with bitterness. Chen Yuantu was powerful and had significant influence in court; bringing him down would not be easy.
Father, elder brother, Second Brother, let's not pursue this further. Shen Wanzhou took a deep breath and interrupted their fury. She forced a smile; the children were still young, and they had already been burdened enough because of her. As long as the children grew up safely, she would settle accounts with Chen Yuantu later!
They were all family; her brothers protected her fiercely, while Chen Yuantu was the grandfather of those two lovely children. Yet now he could not tolerate them and had plotted against them time and again, wanting her and the children dead. Such malice would eventually be accounted for!
Shen Zhentian's expression remained grim as he furrowed his brows at Shen Wanzhou. "Shen Wanzhou, are you really going to let this beast Chen Yuantu bully you into submission?"
Shen Wanzhou shook her head. "Father, right now our cultivation levels are vastly different from his. Moreover, he has Xu Yan'er backing him up; how could the Saint possibly help us?"
"As long as we can use this opportunity to ensure a better future for the Shen Family, that is enough for me."
A gentleman takes revenge ten years is not too late! Besides, I am just a woman after all.
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