218: You bastard! How dare you yell at the Emperor!

Boom! Boom! Boom! Three flame mysterious runes, identical to the previous ones, condensed. They were covered in the power of the Fire Dao and directly tore through space, appearing instantly before Zuo Wuhen, who was a thousand miles away, and slammed into him. He was covered in blood, his imperial robes torn, yet he never retaliated. He simply watched Shen Nian calmly, his gaze never wavering.

Yet, deep in his heart, he had ten thousand ways he wanted to kill Shen Nian, even if he was the Young Master of the Shen Family!!

Especially this attack from Yan Wushuang, which directly destroyed three hundred years of Zuo Wuhen's Dao cultivation, causing his Dao Integration Foundation to become faintly unstable. Stepping into Peerless Dao Integration was now almost hopeless.

How could he not hate Shen Nian for this?

This scene left everyone dumbfounded.

"Is that enough this time?"

"Young Clan Leader!"

Yan Wushuang's voice was low. It seemed he could barely suppress his anger anymore; reaching this point was already his limit.

Shen Nian did not even look at Zuo Wuhen and spoke softly, "I have no patience left."

"Heh, what a 'no patience left.' As expected of the Young Clan Leader of the Shen Family, truly overbearing. In the future, once Young Clan Master Shen truly inherits the position of Shen Family Clan Chief, even this old man will likely have to yield three points..."

Yan Wushuang's voice carried a hint of hoarseness and a light chuckle. His words were somewhat profound.

You are only the Young Clan Leader now, not the true Shen Family Clan Chief. If you truly become the Clan Chief, then talk about destroying the Fentian Holy Land!

You don't have that qualification right now!! And even if you become the Clan Chief, I am only yielding to you, not afraid of you!! Understand?!

At the same time, Zuo Wuhen's figure appeared on the plaza. His expression was calm, the blood at the corner of his mouth was gone, and his imperial robes were restored to their original state. He stared at Shen Nian and said, "Young Clan Master Shen, I, Zuo, am in the Dao Integration Realm. According to the rules, even if I made a mistake, I would not be easily abolished. Furthermore, I, Zuo, ask myself, what have I ever done wrong? On the contrary, I have slain countless Yao Race. Why must Young Clan Master Shen insist on putting me to death?"

"Is it just because the Fentian Holy Land offended your Junior Sister?"

"Isn't that a bit too overbearing of you, Young Clan Master Shen?"

"Furthermore, my daughter has already been beheaded by you, and my son is currently half-dead. Does Young Clan Master Shen really want to force my hand...?"

Zuo Wuhen's tone became increasingly heavy, but his expression remained calm. His voice was not loud, yet it spread throughout the entire Fentian Capital.

Everyone understood that this Fentian Holy Lord was also nearing the limit of suppressing his anger.

"Young Clan Master Shen, listen to this old man's advice; it is time to stop. Do not let it reach a point where both sides suffer damage..."

"If Young Clan Master Shen insists on committing an act of extermination, then this old man would like to see how Young Clan Master Shen intends to destroy my Fentian Holy Land!"

Yan Wushuang said softly, a cold look appearing in his eyes. Since they had thoroughly laid their cards on the table, there was nothing more to say.

He wanted to see how, with your Void Return Third Layer strength, you could destroy his Fentian Holy Land?

The Fentian Holy Land was within his range of Divine Thought, and the extent of the fighting currently was still acceptable to him.

He was also not worried about his own safety. In the Human Race, those in the Dao Integration Realm had privileges; even if they committed some mistakes, they would not die, at most they would be punished. Even if Shen Min wanted to move against him for the sake of Young Clan Master Shen, he could simply run to the Human Emperor Hall and hide.

Old Man Tianji had always prioritized the big picture!

Behind him, Zuo Wuhen revealed a smile that no one noticed, as if things were going exactly as he had thought.

Not far away, the people from the Pill Hall began to discuss.

"It's about enough. Senior Yan has already done enough surface work. Even if the Shen Family knows, they won't be able to say much. This matter should end here..."

"Indeed, to be able to force Senior Yan to this extent, among the current younger generation of the Human Race, only Young Clan Master Shen could do it..."

"After this, the relationship between the Fentian Holy Land and the Shen Family will likely be difficult to restore to its original state. It will probably involve the nearby Central Divine Continent..."

Yang Wei watched the White-robed Figure, her brows furrowed tightly.

What exactly is it that gives you such great confidence, that from beginning to end, your expression has not changed even slightly?

Is it because of the Shen Family...?

At this moment, can you really abolish the entire Fentian Holy Land with a single order?

Behind Shen Nian, "Qinger, persuade your Senior Brother. It's enough now..." Xiao Xuan transmitted his voice.

Xiao Qinger looked at the White-robed Figure in front of her, wanting to speak but hesitating. She wanted to say, "Senior Brother, let it go," but having been in contact for so long, she understood Shen Nian's character. Words he spoke had never been broken...

The Female Yan Emperor within her Divine Soul frowned as she watched Shen Nian's back.

Where on earth does this kid get his confidence and courage?

Could it be that his Old Ancestor followed him here?

But to destroy a Holy Land just because of a few words, isn't that a bit too...?

However, everyone saw Shen Nian simply make a waving motion, his white sleeves billowing in the wind.

The next second, earth-shattering fluctuations emanated from the Fentian Holy Land, and the terrifying aftermath of the battle caused ripples in space...

At this moment, outside the Fentian Holy Land, the three hundred Divine Feather Guards led by Shen Yi directly launched an attack.

"My Lord has ordered, destroy Fentian!"

"Those who kneel will not be killed!"

Various Divine Abilities and precious techniques circulated, and endless killing intent poured down. This voice spread throughout the entire Fentian Holy Land, and even reached the Fentian Capital... Boom!

The three hundred Divine Feather Guards, although they were all young Prodigies, were each truly battle-hardened. Everyone was a powerhouse who had fought against the Yao Race. Once the fighting started, those outer Fentian Holy Land Disciples were simply no match; it was completely a slaughter.

"Enemy attack!"

"Quick!"

"Notify the Elders!"

"Quickly activate the Sect Protection Formation!"

The fluctuations coming from the Fentian Holy Land immediately caused Yan Wushuang's expression to change drastically.

Good grief! This Young Clan Master Shen is for real!

However, when he realized that there were only three hundred Divine Feather Guards over there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zuo Wuhen remained motionless, his gaze at Shen Nian feeling somewhat laughable.

Just this many people? You want to destroy my Fentian Holy Land? Do you think my Fentian is made of paper?

Throughout the entire plaza, everyone looked at the terrifying fluctuations in the distance in fear, dumbfounded.

They are fighting! They are really fighting!

Those are Young Clan Master Shen's personal guards...

No one had expected that Young Clan Master Shen would be so decisive; he fought as soon as he said he would.

The next second, Shen Nian's voice resounded throughout the Fentian Capital.

"Cultivators of the Fentian Capital, listen to my order: slay a Soul Transformation Cultivator of the Fentian Holy Land and be rewarded with a Void Return Pill; slay a Void Return Cultivator of the Fentian Holy Land and be rewarded with a divine object from the Earth Palace; slay a Dao Integration Cultivator of the Fentian Holy Land, and you will be the next Fentian Holy Lord..."

"Remember, those who surrender will not be killed..."

His voice spread throughout the Fentian Capital. Everyone simultaneously looked at the White-robed Figure standing with his hands behind his back, their eyes burning, their bodies excited.

The next moment, countless Cultivators shot into the sky, so numerous that they could not be counted. Too many Cultivators in the Fentian Capital had long found the Fentian Holy Land unpleasant, but they suffered from having no backing, so who dared to attack?

But now it was different! With Young Clan Master Shen backing them, these Loose Cultivators who licked blood from the edge of blades went completely crazy!

"We obey the Young Clan Master's order!"

"Young Clan Leader, just watch!"

Seeing this scene, Zuo Wuhen's face changed drastically. Seeing those figures rising into the sky, he roared angrily: "How bold!! Young Clan Master Shen!!! How dare you! Do you want to defy the world and abolish my Fentian Holy Land?!"

Facing Yan Wushuang's roar, Shen Nian glanced sideways at him, looking flustered, and said softly, "And what if I do?"

What kind of nonsense 'defying the world'! Having a background, having a cheat, having talent—if you make me act while fearing wolves in front and tigers behind, wouldn't I have wasted opening a cheat?

"Good, good, good!!" Yan Wushuang was thoroughly enraged. The terrifying Dao Integration might had just begun to permeate when it completely vanished.

"Screw your 'good'! How dare you yell at Lord Human Emperor!"

"Wang Xuanzhi of the Tianji Pavilion obeys the order of Lord Human Emperor!"

"Destroy Fentian!"

When Old Man Tianji appeared, he even took the time to show a sincere smile to Shen Nian.

Shen Nian did not find it strange to see him, but he found his current posture a bit difficult to understand. Imagine a white-haired old man sticking a big foot out of space and jumping out; anyone would find this scene strange.

"Yan Wushuang!"

"Take this kick from me, Wang Xuanzhi. This kick is a Divine Ability of the Sky Silkworm Race, which I have studied for many years..."

Boom!

"Who is speaking?"

"What Human Emperor?"

"Lord Tianji, what are you doing...?"

Yan Wushuang had not even reacted when a big foot, ignoring space and his protective Dao principles, stepped directly onto his face. Instantly, he felt as if the pressure of a world was pressing down, and his entire body was crushed into the ground.

In the sky, Shen Min glanced at Wang Xuanzhi, the corner of his mouth twitching, and then he looked at Shen Nian with a gentle expression.

Those who surrender will not be killed!

This sentence was crucial. He was actually afraid that Shen Nian would become a Devil Head; after all, he possessed talent that ordinary people could never imagine. If he were to become a devil, who in this world could stop him?

But this sentence from Shen Nian indicated that he was not a bloodthirsty person. This put Shen Min at ease.

"Did you not hear the Young Clan Leader's words?" Shen Min frowned and spoke.

After his voice fell, Dong! Dong! Dong! Ancient drum sounds resounded throughout the world. This sound could strike directly at the Soul, and no matter how far away, it could be heard clearly.

A Grand Elder of the Fentian Holy Land immediately looked at the sky, trembling, his body swaying, and he said with difficulty: "This, this, this... this is... the Cangtian drum sounding..."

And at the end of the sky he was looking at, Void Return figures appeared, a vast expanse of white, the Cangtian Army, like heavenly soldiers, appeared on the horizon. A sky halberd tore through the firmament, its sound like thunder, shaking all directions.

"The Young Clan Leader has ordered, destroy the Fentian Holy Land, those who surrender... will not be killed!"