216: Yan Wushuang, do you think I'm a three-year-old?

When the purple-robed Elder appeared.

Xiao Xuan’s expression darkened, and Xiao Qinger showed a hint of worry. She had met this person before; he was the Grand Elder of the Fentian Holy Land at the Void Return Peak.

"What are you worried about? Do you know what the Young Master of the Shen Family represents? If this damned Grand Elder dares to touch him, there will be no more Fentian Capital in Eastern Profound..." the Female Yan Emperor said helplessly.

"Ah?" Xiao Qinger looked utterly shocked.

"Look at you. You still don't fully understand the Shen Family's status among the Human Race. Just watch..."

"However, this old man seems to have recognized your Senior Brother. There won't be a fight now. Otherwise, I really wanted to see the look of distress on Old Ghost Yan's Face..."

The purple-robed Grand Elder’s Face initially sank, and he was about to attack, but when his gaze focused on the appearance of the white-robed youth, he instantly froze.

Just moments ago!

He and several other Grand Elders had just received the latest portrait of Young Clan Master Shen and were discussing how to curry favor during the Coming-of-Age Ceremony tomorrow, but now the person himself appeared before him.

At this moment, the purple-robed Elder ignored Zuo Qiu and landed directly on the ground.

"Shen..." The purple-robed Elder was about to speak and pay his respects, but the cold gaze swept over him, causing him to instantly shut his mouth. Cold sweat dripped incessantly. Since becoming a Grand Elder, he had never experienced such a feeling of being pricked by needles.

It's over!

Everything is over!

The strange behavior of the Fentian Holy Land Grand Elder immediately caused everyone to look surprised and suspicious. Even Xiao Xuan was full of questions. He had worked with this person for many years and knew his temperament very well. How could he be acting like this now? "Grand Elder... you..." Zuo Qiu looked at the purple-robed Elder's back in confusion, but the murderous look the Elder shot back made Zuo Qiu tremble all over.

At this moment, a bad premonition surged in Zuo Qiu's heart, and he swallowed hard.

Did he mess with the wrong person?

"Tell Yan Wushuang to get out here and see me."

A calm voice resonated.

When that name rang out, countless people were shocked. Yang Wei, the Grand Elder of the Pill Hall, suddenly constricted his pupils.

Yan Wushuang!

The Old Ancestor of the Fentian Holy Land, the Revered Master of Fentian Holy Lord Zuo Wuhen!!

This is a Peerless Dao Integration Practitioner!!

Ordinary people didn't even know the true name of the Ancestor Fentian, yet someone dared to call him that... Who exactly was this youth?!

But the next second, an unprecedented look of shock appeared on Yang Wei's Face; he seemed to have been nailed to the spot.

He saw.

A Divine Ark finally flew slowly toward the sky above the plaza. The Divine Ark was not large, but it exuded supreme Divine Might, especially the conspicuous character "Shen" engraved in the center of the ancient Divine Markings covering its hull.

"This is the Shen Family Divine Ark!!"

"It stopped..."

"Only the Direct Lineage can use the Shen Family World-Breaking Divine Ark..."

"Holy crap, I know who he is! He's Young Clan Master Shen!!!!" A Cultivator suddenly shouted.

The next second, countless Cultivators bowed in salute. In Eastern Profound, the Shen Family was the sovereign; all sects, Families, and Loose Cultivators benefited from the Shen Family's protection, so seeing Shen Family members was like subjects seeing the Emperor.

"Greetings to Young Clan Master Shen!!"

This unified sound was deafening, soaring straight into the clouds.

Xiao Xuan suddenly turned around, staring blankly at the White-robed Figure.

Young Clan Master Shen?????

Immediately, he looked at Xiao Qinger, who was beside him and not very surprised, and suddenly recalled their conversation from yesterday, revealing a wry smile.

Qinger!

You kept this Old Ancestor in the dark!

If you had told me earlier that your Senior Brother was Young Clan Master Shen, would we have needed to suffer this grievance? You're just seeking trouble where there is none.

On the plaza.

Clatter.

A Medicinal Pill fell to the ground.

Zuo Qiu's mind went blank. Looking at the endless rows of kneeling figures and hearing that respectful address, he was completely stunned.

"Young Clan Master Shen..."

"How could it be Young Clan Master Shen..." Zuo Qiu muttered tremblingly, his whole body shaking.

When the purple-robed Grand Elder heard Shen Nian's words, he spoke with a fawning smile, "Lord Young Clan Leader, I..."

But before he could finish, a hearty, unrestrained laugh rang out.

"Hahaha, Young Clan Master Shen has such great Aura! What business brings you, honored guest, to my Fentian Capital to seek out this old fogey..."

An old man dressed in coarse linen walked out of a Void Rift. On the other side of the Void Rift was the Endless Purgatory, where black flames danced menacingly. Just a glance made those Void Return experts feel their scalps tingle.

The old man who walked out still had thick smoke rising from his head, carrying a smell of scorching, as if he had been roasted by something.

His physique was small, less than 1.6 meters tall, but when he appeared, the purple-robed Elder immediately bowed deeply in respect.

"Old Ancestor!"

Yan Wushuang glanced at the purple-robed Elder and nodded slightly, then appeared in front of Shen Nian, grinning, "Young Clan Master Shen's Coming-of-Age Ceremony is tomorrow. Why travel so far to my Fentian Capital?"

His posture was neither humble nor arrogant. Although his words gave Shen Nian enough Face, his expression still held a hint of disdain, and a trace of dissatisfaction lingered in his heart.

Peerless Dao Integration!

Even within the Shen Family, this was an extremely high status. He had the standing to converse with Shen Nian as an equal.

Yet Shen Nian had told him to get out here!!

One must know that the Young Clan Leaders of other Ancient Desolate Families had to politely call him Senior, and even the Night King and Wolf King of the Shen Family had never called him by his name!

That was why he had said, Young Clan Master Shen has such great Aura!!

He was merely a Young Clan Leader, not the true Shen Family Patriarch, so Yan Wushuang did not need to perform a grand bow and salute.

However, a trace of shock also flashed in Yan Wushuang's eyes. Shen Nian's powerful combat strength clearly exceeded his imagination. It seemed almost certain that Shen Nian would take the position of Head of the Shen Family in the future. If not for this, Yan Wushuang would rarely show himself.

Shen Nian did not look at Yan Wushuang. Instead, for the first time since he appeared, he looked at Zuo Qiu and spoke calmly.

"Didn't you want to call your father?"

"Call him!"

Boom!

Zuo Qiu was shaken by this light shout, causing blood to flow from his seven orifices. Unable to stand steadily, he immediately knelt on the ground, his internal organs shattered.

"I..." Zuo Qiu painfully raised his head, afraid to meet Shen Nian's gaze, his heart sinking into endless terror.

Yan Wushuang frowned, displaying a look of solemnity, and asked, "What happened? Who in the Fentian Holy Land offended Young Clan Master Shen?"

The purple-robed Elder immediately stepped forward and explained the entire sequence of events.

After Yan Wushuang finished listening, his expression remained unchanged, but a trace of Divine Markings rotated in his eyes.

The next second.

Space shattered.

A male figure walked out, dressed in a Flame Emperor Robe, wearing an Emperor Crown, with slightly graying temples and a clear, handsome appearance.

"Revered Master!" Zuo Wuhen bowed with cupped hands.

"Hmph! What fine children you have raised!" Yan Wushuang scoffed coldly, his hands clasped behind his back, showing anger.

Zuo Wuhen heard the purple-robed Elder's Sound Transmission in his mind. After listening, he fell silent. He glanced at the female corpse on the ground, a slight fluctuation in his pupils and intense pain in his heart, but he quickly suppressed it.

Immediately afterward.

He looked towards Zuo Qiu, who was kneeling miserably in the distance.

"Father..."

"Save me..." Zuo Qiu knelt on the ground, pleading painfully, the intense pain in his body causing him to twitch uncontrollably.

Zuo Wuhen flicked his sleeve.

Bang!

Zuo Qiu was slapped away, crashing heavily below the plaza and fainting immediately. However, his vital signs remained, and a gentle force inside his body was repairing his internal organs—a means of Dao Integration that was almost impossible for ordinary people to detect.

"I was unaware that Xiao Qinger was Lord Young Clan Leader's Junior Sister, causing her to suffer grievances. I, Zuo Wuhen, apologize to you on behalf of the Fentian Holy Land." Zuo Wuhen bowed respectfully toward Shen Nian, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes.

Yan Wushuang also spoke at this point, "The Fentian Holy Land will give the Young Clan Leader a satisfactory answer afterward, how does that sound?"

This scene left everyone in the plaza dumbfounded.

The Holy Lord apologized, and the Ancestor Fentian still had to continue giving him a satisfactory answer.

Is this the Young Clan Revered Master of the Shen Family!!

Even Xiao Qinger hadn't expected the outcome to be like this. She thought her Senior Brother would completely fall out with the Fentian Holy Land, but she never imagined that the Fentian Holy Lord, who was usually high and mighty, would apologize so respectfully... Xiao Xuan, who was nearby, frowned slightly as he watched the Fentian Holy Lord.

Zuo Wuhen was too calculating and held grudges. Shen Nian had killed his most beloved daughter—would this matter really end so simply?

However, the apology had been made, and even the Ancestor Fentian acted this way, so it seemed the matter should stop here.

But a cold voice rang out, leaving everyone incredulous.

"Yan Wushuang, do you take me for a three-year-old?"

"I give your Fentian Holy Land two choices..."

"Either you cripple Zuo Wuhen and his son and choose someone else to be the Holy Lord, and this matter will be settled, or I will cripple the Fentian Holy Land..."