The people of the Liu Family were stunned upon hearing this, and their faces turned unsightly.
An elder from the Liu Family roared; "Who are you? What Gene Organization? We are from the Zhou Family’s procurent family, the Liu Family!"
"Enough with the nonsense!"
Supre Phoenix Luan spoke impatiently, her figure flickered as she rushed into the crowd of the Liu Family.
Swish swish swish!
Elder Qing and the other two followed closely behind.
"How dare you..."
The elder from the Liu Family tried to berate them, but was t with a slap full of overwhelming montum from Supre Phoenix Luan.
Bang bang bang!
Thud thud!
In no ti, over thirty mbers of the Liu Family were killed by Elder Qing and the other three, turning into a ground of white powder.
In the hands of Supre Long Huang and his companions, the Liu Family had no chance to resist at all!
"Should we go inside?"
After the battle ended, Elder Qing glanced at the entrance of the passage, then turned to look at Supre Long Huang.
Supre Long Huang asked again, "What did that boy say?"
"Young Jiang said to appear during their ancestral rites, but he didn’t tell where the ancestral hall is!" Elder Qing said helplessly.
"Feng Luan, you should know, right?" Supre Long Huang turned to look at Supre Phoenix Luan.
Elder Qing and Supre Hu Sha were taken aback and looked at Supre Phoenix Luan in surprise.
As far as they knew, Supre Phoenix Luan hadn’t left the headquarters of the Fla Dragon Group since they swept the northwestern region during the Fla Dragon’s founding. How could she know? She hadn’t been responsible for the northwest then, had she?
Supre Phoenix Luan’s eyes slightly changed, she looked up towards halfway up the mountain: "Over there!"
"Ah!"
Buzz buzz buzz!
Suddenly, a faint wailing and a cold aura ca from halfway up the mountain.
"Wan Chen!"
Supre Phoenix Luan’s face changed drastically, her figure flashed as she rushed up the mountain.
"This..."
Elder Qing was taken aback, suspiciously looking at Supre Phoenix Luan, was this still the indifferent Supre Phoenix Luan, who seed to care about nothing?
"Go! It’s the aura of the people from the Soul Devouring Group!"
Supre Long Huang frowned, and followed closely behind Supre Phoenix Luan; Elder Qing and Supre Hu Sha hurriedly followed.
On the mountainside.
There was a platform here with a palace-style building full of ancient charm, and above the entrance, a plaque inscribed with the words ’Ancestral Hall’!
"Ah!"
A suppressed painful voice ca from inside the ancestral hall, and waves of strong, cold aura spread out!
Within the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
An elder was tied with chains all over his body, one end of the chain was in the hand of a person with a blood-colored devil mask, and above the ghost-faced man’s head was an eight-headed, eight-tailed Black Mist Serpent.
"Zhou Wanchen, stop resisting and accept the blessings of the great god, he will make you stronger!"
An aged voice ca from under the devil mask.
"You are Shang Yan, your Youming Hall has betrayed and joined the Soul Devouring Group?!"
The elder bound by the chains was none other than the ancestor of the Zhou Family, Zhou Wanchen. Hearing this, his complexion changed, angrily glaring at the ghost-faced man.
The ghost-faced man grinned, his voice carried a hint of satisfaction: "As expected of an old friend of nearly a hundred years, you recognized just by my voice."
"Shang Yan, you are betraying your master and ancestors!" Zhou Wanchen shouted angrily.
"Betraying my master and ancestors? Haha..."
Shang Yan laughed, "The victor writes history; when the great god unifies the world, my Youming Hall will be the ruling power over Fla Dragon. By then, who will say I’m betraying my master and ancestors? They’ll only say I followed the right master!"
Pausing for a mont, Shang Yan looked at Zhou Wanchen, persuading warmly: "Your Zhou Family can do the sa. As long as you allow the great god’s soul-devouring seed into your soul origin, your Zhou Family will be part of our big family. When Fla Dragon is unified, I’ll be the emperor, you’ll be the king, wouldn’t that be great? Your Zhou Family was once a ruling family, are you willing to be content with this little corner?"
"Tis have changed, Shang Yan, don’t be foolish, now it is impossible for ruling families to exist!"
Zhou Wanchen murmured, his eyes sharply glancing at the Black Mist Serpent above Shang Yan’s head, lowly saying: "This stinking snake wants to control , that’s nothing but a fool’s dream!"
"Impudent!"
Shang Yan shouted angrily, fiercely pulling the chain in his hand with internal force.
"Ah!"
Zhou Wanchen let out a guttural wailing, his body emitting a faint cold aura.
Shang Yan coldly laughed: "Zhou Wanchen, only if you pledge loyalty to the great god, you won’t have to endure such pain. This is the Soul-lock Chain, a divine artifact personally made by the great god using soul power; it directly affects your soul. The pain of the soul is ten, a hundred tis more intense than physical pain, you must feel this deeply. Why endure this pain for the so-called justice and dignity in your heart?"
The chain in Shang Yan’s hand emitted a cold, ethereal aura; upon closer inspection, it wasn’t a physical object, appearing sowhat illusory.
One end of the chain was in Shang Yan’s hand, while the other end wound around Zhou Wanchen a few tis before extending into his head!
"Even in death, I won’t beco a dog like you!" Zhou Wanchen looked at Shang Yan with disdain, speaking mockingly.
Shang Yan’s expression changed, raising his hand intending to pull on the chain again.
"The little reptiles are making a move!" Suddenly, the Black Mist Serpent above Shang Yan’s head spoke with human language.
Shang Yan paused, looking towards the foot of the mountain.
Several powerful auras rose from the foot of the mountain, after a while, these auras rushed towards the mountainside.
"Hehe!"
Shang Yan sneered, turned to Zhou Wanchen: "Zhou Wanchen, do you think those coming up are from your Zhou Family?"
Zhou Wanchen’s complexion slightly changed, enduring the pain to turn and look at the mountain foot.
Upon feeling the foremost aura rushing up from the bottom, Zhou Wanchen’s face changed greatly, shouting: "Feng Luan, don’t co up, there are two Saint Realm experts here!"
The four auras rushing quickly all paused simultaneously, then the leading aura rushed up again, followed swiftly by the other three!
"Feng Luan, don’t co!"
Zhou Wanchen shouted in a mournful tone, tears of emotion in his eyes.
He knew Supre Phoenix Luan wouldn’t stop coming, despite not having seen each other for a hundred years, he knew clearly that as soon as he was in trouble, Supre Phoenix Luan would undoubtedly appear by his side without hesitation.
But he really didn’t want Supre Phoenix Luan to co here!
Swish swish swish!
Four figures appeared in the courtyard of the ancestral hall.
"Wan Chen!"
Supre Phoenix Luan’s face changed drastically when she saw Zhou Wanchen locked in chains, instantly moving to rush over.
"Wait a mont!"
Supre Long Huang grabbed Supre Phoenix Luan, glanced at the Black Mist Serpent floating in the air, looked solemnly at the chains on Zhou Wanchen, and said one word at a ti:
"Divine Lock Chain!"
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