129: Chapter 129 Ninth Level of Void Realm? Instantly Defeated!

Shen Qingyuan looked down at the token in his palm, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

"How interesting."

He sent his Divine Thought into the token, and a massive flow of information surged into his Sea of Consciousness like a tide.

It was a map.

A complete map of the Cangxuan Great World!

The topography, distribution of Spiritual Veins, and divisions of power for the five regions—the East Barrens, Southern Ridge, Western Desert, Northern Plains, and Central Continent—were all clearly marked on it.

There were even some secret locations not recorded in ancient texts—Ancient Ruins, Primordial Battlefields, the edges of Forbidden Zones...

"A good item." A hint of satisfaction flashed in Shen Qingyuan's eyes.

This token was not only a keepsake of Emperor Yuanlian but also a complete atlas of the Cangxuan Great World.

With this, it would be much easier for him to find certain ancient powers in the future.

Shen Qingyuan's gaze fell upon a spot on the map marked with a crimson symbol, and his brow arched slightly.

That was a Forbidden Zone.

Moreover, it was one of the most terrifying Forbidden Zones in the Cangxuan Great World—the Zangtian Ruins.

Legend had it that several Ancient Emperors were buried there, and countless experts had fallen within its depths; even Saints did not dare to set foot there lightly.

Yet, this token actually marked the route to enter the Zangtian Ruins.

"Emperor Yuanlian... entered the Zangtian Ruins?"

Shen Qingyuan tucked the token into his sleeve, lost in thought.

...

When they emerged from the cave, Shen Qingyuan had his hands tucked in his sleeves, his expression languid and his pace leisurely.

Luo Qingyue, dressed in snow-white robes, followed half a step behind him.

The Old Turtle followed closely behind Shen Qingyuan with a hunched back, his cloudy old eyes filled with the relief of having survived a disaster.

Sun Buer walked at the very back, occasionally stealing glances at the backs of the people in front of him, his heart unable to settle for a long time.

Just what was the background of this Shen Family Young Master?

His methods were truly bizarre!

Setting aside how he effortlessly destroyed a Saint Array, his method of retrieving the Great Emperor's Relic alone was something no ordinary person could achieve.

Could this Shen Family be a hidden ancient clan?

He shook his head, suppressing these chaotic thoughts.

No matter what the background of this Young Master Shen was, there was one thing he was certain of—this man must absolutely not be offended!

The four of them passed through the broken walls and crossed patches of ruins, drawing closer and closer to the exit.

However—

Just as they turned past a collapsed side hall, a noisy commotion suddenly came from ahead.

"If you know what's good for you, hand over the items! Otherwise, none of you will leave here alive today!"

A hoarse voice came from up ahead, carrying a hint of arrogance and overbearingness.

Shen Qingyuan paused and raised an eyebrow slightly.

In the southeast corner was a relatively open space surrounded by the ruins of collapsed palaces, with rubble scattered everywhere.

Two groups of people were confronting each other in the open space.

On one side were Shen Yuanshan, Shen Yuanhe, Shen spring, and Shen rush.

Shen Yuanshan stood at the very front with a calm expression, his hands behind his back, his aura as deep as an abyss.

Shen Yuanhe stood beside him, frowning slightly, his gaze fixed on the opposition.

Shen Quan and Shen Chong stood behind them, their expressions somewhat grim, their bodies bearing scars from the previous battle.

And on the opposite side—

Was a black-robed old man.

The old man was tall with a sinister face, his triangular eyes filled with greed and murderous intent.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his aura released without reservation, causing the surrounding air to tremble slightly.

Void Piercing Realm, Ninth Stage!

He was only one step away from the Primal Chaos Realm!

Not far away, quite a few Cultivators were watching from a distance.

"I will say it once more," the black-robed old man spoke coldly, his voice hoarse yet carrying an unquestionable dominance. "Hand over the things you obtained in the ruins, and I can spare your lives. Otherwise—"

He paused, and the pressure of the Ninth Stage Void Piercing Realm erupted, crushing toward Shen Yuanshan like a mountain pressing down.

"Today will be the day you die!"

Shen Yuanshan stood where he was, his brow furrowing slightly.

With his strength in the Primal Chaos Realm, he naturally didn't care about a Ninth Stage Void Piercing Cultivator. However, the current situation was a bit tricky; there were people watching in the distance, and if he exposed his true strength, it would be difficult to maintain his disguise.

Should he silence everyone?

Shen Yuanshan felt quite conflicted.

Seeing that Shen Yuanshan did not respond, the black-robed old man grew impatient.

"Seeking death!"

The black-robed old man bellowed, his internal spiritual power surging wildly. He took a step forward, his figure appearing before Shen Yuanshan like a ghost as he struck out with a palm!

He used his full strength in this strike.

The full-force blow of a Ninth Stage Void Piercing Realm expert caused the wind from the palm to howl. The spiritual power transformed into a pitch-black stream, carrying world-destroying power as it lunged straight for Shen Yuanshan's face!

Wherever the palm wind passed, the air was torn apart, producing a sharp whistling sound!

However—

Just as his palm was only a foot away from Shen Yuanshan's face!

*Bang!*

A withered hand reached out from the side and nonchalantly grabbed the black-robed old man's wrist.

That hand appeared thin and weak, yet it was like an iron clamp, firmly gripping the black-robed old man's wrist so that he couldn't move an inch.

The black-robed old man's pupils constricted as he jerked his head around.

He saw a hunched old man who had appeared beside him at some unknown time, looking at him with a smile.

But the black-robed old man felt a chill rush from his spine straight to his head, and the hair on his body stood on end!

He was a powerhouse of the Ninth Stage Void Piercing Realm; his Divine Thought covered several miles around, and not even the slightest movement could escape his perception.

But when did this old man appear?

He hadn't noticed at all!

"Who... who are you?!"

The black-robed old man's voice was trembling.

The Old Turtle didn't answer, only looking at him with a smile as his withered fingers exerted a bit of force.

*Crack.*

The sound of bones shattering was clearly audible.

"Argh—!!!"

The black-robed old man let out a shrill scream. His face instantly turned as pale as paper, veins bulged on his forehead, and cold sweat poured down like rain.

He could clearly feel the bones in his wrist shattering inch by inch. The intense pain pierced his Divine Soul, nearly making him faint.

"You... you—"

"Shh."

The Old Turtle reached out his other hand and placed a withered finger to his lips in a silencing gesture.

"Don't shout, you'll disturb the Lord."

The black-robed old man trembled and instinctively followed the Old Turtle's gaze.

He saw a young man not far away, standing lazily with his hands tucked in his sleeves, a faint, ambiguous smile on his lips.

Sixth Stage of the Meridian Opening Realm?

Lord?

Countless thoughts flashed through the black-robed old man's mind, but the agonizing pain in his wrist left him no time to think further.

"Let... let me go! I am a deacon of Yinxian Village! If you harm me, Yinxian Village will not let you off!"

He roared hoarsely, his voice full of threats.

The smile on the Old Turtle's face remained unchanged, but a flash of surprise crossed his cloudy old eyes.

Yinxian Village—that was one of the Three Great Holy Lands of the Southern Region.

He hadn't expected this black-robed old man to have such an identity.

He turned toward Shen Qingyuan. "Lord, how should we handle this one?"

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