What?
Yan Qian Sha was enraged.
He suddenly stood up and roared, "That bastard's descendant actually dares to appear in front of me? Good! It's truly a case of searching high and low, only to find it by chance! Let me kill him and vent my anger for my precious daughter! "
Shen Mengtian had cheated his daughter so badly. He had left for the Nine Serenities and was still living a carefree life, leaving behind descendants. His pitiful daughter was left alone in the Extinction Valley, facing a hundred years of hardships all by herself!
Thinking of this, how could Yan Qian Sha not feel hatred?
Princess Mingshuang was also unhappy, but she still persuaded Yan Qian Sha, "Father, let's listen to what he has to say. If Shen Mengtian leaves behind some words, we can pass it on to sister."
"Why do we need that heartless bastard's words?" Yan Qian Sha glared at her, but he still nodded in agreement.
He couldn't bear to part with his daughter. He also knew that if his daughter in the Extinction Valley could hear a few words from Shen Mengtian, she would be very happy.
Seeing that her father had agreed, Princess Mingshuang ordered her subordinates, "Invite the Third Young Master Shen in."
Shen Zhenyi left the Twelve Sword Towers and slowly headed northeast. After a few days, he arrived at the border. He heard that Yan Qian Sha was leading the army here, so there was no need for him to go to Wind Thunder City.
This was the first time that Cynanchum Chinense and Princess Long saw the army of the World of Eight Cultivators. Although there were only three thousand warriors, their aura was shocking, as if they were an army of a million. They were both shocked.
Even if one was an expert, being besieged by such a well-disciplined army would be quite strenuous.
In history, there was no lack of high realm martial artists being surrounded and killed by an army. This could be seen from the might of the Wind Thunder City's army.
"This is the Wind Thunder City's Dragon Teeth Army. The soldiers in the army are all at least in the Enlightened Master Realm. The might of the three thousand soldiers is unstoppable."
Princess Long had heard of the army and introduced it to Cynanchum Chinense.
"There's actually such a powerful army?" Cynanchum Chinense exclaimed, her mouth wide open. The number of Perfected Person Realm martial artists in the Abandoned Sword Villa could be counted on two hands in the past two years. Although there had been some growth in the past two years, it was still less than ten people. How could they imagine an army of three thousand people?
"When will we be able to form such an army?" Initially, he thought that he would be able to dominate the world with his master, but from the looks of it now, it was impossible to do so without sufficient elites.
"In the martial path of Enlightened Masters, it is as difficult as ascending to the heavens to take another step forward. Among the five of them, it would be great if even one of them could improve. Of the three thousand Enlightened Masters, only six hundred were able to enter the second stage, one hundred and twenty were able to reach the third stage, twenty were able to reach the fourth stage, and even fewer were able to reach the fifth stage. Above the sixth level, there's only one person... "
Shen Zhenyi let out a long sigh.
That was how pathetic the success rate was.
Every step forward meant leaving their former companions behind. Big sects like Wind Thunder City and the twelve sword towers had thousands of Perfected Person Realm martial artists, but only one or two people were able to stand at the top of the pyramid.
Situations like the Abandoned Sword Villa, where the strength of the core members increased without any bottlenecks, were rare.
Shen Zhenyi planned to train some people to help him deal with some miscellaneous matters, but it was impossible to form such a large force.
— — What he wanted to do was to resist an army of ten thousand with his own strength.
Shen Zhenyi only glanced at the huge military force of Wind Thunder City and wasn't surprised.
In comparison, he was slightly more interested in Wind Thunder City's Master, Yan Qian Sha.
This old man's transformation between wind and thunder was one of the best in the World of Eight Cultivators.
The amount of true qi in the World of Eight Cultivators was boundless. When a martial artist cultivated to a certain extent, they would be able to assign attributes to their true qi. Before this, Shen Zhenyi had already met a few of them.
The attribute of true qi could bring out the characteristics of martial arts to the fullest, but once the attribute was determined, it was difficult to change, which also made it difficult for one's martial arts to break out of the rut.
Yan Qian Sha's transformation between wind and thunder was one of the few martial arts in the World of Eight Cultivators that could freely change the attribute of one's true qi. Although it was limited to only two, it was still a gratifying change.
Therefore, when they were invited in by Yan Qian Sha, Shen Zhenyi took a few more glances at the old man.
"What are you looking at! That brat Shen Mengtian, did he have any message for you? "
Yan Qian Sha saw that Shen Zhenyi's face resembled Shen Mengtian's, and the scene of that year appeared in his mind. He was so angry that he couldn't help but shout at him.
Shen Zhenyi was startled.
He immediately understood that the other party had misunderstood his intentions, so he shook his head indifferently and said, "The ancestor didn't leave any message."
Shen Mengtian had passed away many years ago, and the Abandoned Sword Villa didn't leave behind any last words.
Even if he was confident in his Myriad Convergence Sword Scripture, he couldn't guarantee that his descendants would be able to return to the World of Eight Cultivators. Why would he leave behind irrelevant words and disturb people's hearts?
Yan Qian Sha was furious. "Then why are you here?"
After all this time, you still don't have any news about Shen Mengtian? Then why am I here? What a waste of time!
Shen Zhenyi calmly said, "I heard that Wind Thunder City is attacking the Twelve Sword Towers. I was entrusted by Sect Master Shen to explain to the City Lord. The matter of the marriage proposal was Shen Yizhou's recklessness. Now that he is dead, I hope the City Lord can let it go. "
"Shen Yizhou is dead?"
Yan Qian Sha became even more impatient when he heard that the other party was the representative of the Twelve Sword Towers. However, when Shen Zhenyi said that Shen Yizhou was dead, he was shocked.
Shen Yizhou was the successor of the Twelve Sword Towers and Shen Zhongshan's biological son.
Who could kill him?
Who dared to kill him?
Could it be that Shen Zhongshan knew that his son was reckless, so he killed him to curry favor with Wind Thunder City?
This was absolutely impossible — Yan Qian Sha shook his head as he thought about it. He understood his old rival. Shen Zhongshan wouldn't lower his head to anyone. Not to mention that the Twelve Sword Towers were evenly matched with Wind Thunder City, even if the Great Moon Empire attacked, he would probably choose to burn both jade and stone. He would never lower his head and admit defeat.
"Then … how did he die?"
Princess Mingshuang was also very curious.
She had seen Shen Yizhou before and didn't have a good impression of him. She was also very angry at his offense this time. However … he was Shen Zhongshan's son after all. He wouldn't die so easily.
Shen Zhenyi casually pointed at Cynanchum Chinense.
"He competed with my disciple and was killed."
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