The sudden turn of events caught the Shen Family completely off guard. Not only them, but all the Martial Artists from Cyan Mountain City who were present stared in utter shock at the black-robed disciples charging into the Shen Family’s ranks to begin a slaughter. They were momentarily stunned. ’Aren’t these people here to find talented disciples? Aren’t they Martial Artists from High-level Sects? Why would they attack the Shen Family?’

"Retreat! Retreat to the back mountain!" However, the members of the Shen Family only remained stunned for a moment before Old Sir Shen’s shout snapped them back to their senses. They now understood that this group of black-robed people had ill intentions and immediately began a swift retreat toward the family’s back mountain.

’The Shen Family is as fragile as paper before this group,’ Old Sir Shen thought, knowing full well they were no match for their opponents. Within the Shen Family, the strongest was none other than himself, and he had only just stepped into the Spirit Aspect Tier. Any random Spirit Aspect Tier Elder from Fallen Valley could easily kill him.

What made Old Sir Shen feel fortunate, however, was that the Spirit Emperor Powerhouse in the air showed no intention of making a move. Otherwise, no matter how the Shen Family tried to escape, they would never slip from their enemies’ grasp. A Spirit Emperor Powerhouse was a supreme expert capable of dominating an entire region.

"Hidden Guards, where are you?! Protect the women, children, and elderly as they retreat to the back mountain! The men of the Shen Family will stay behind and buy them time!" Old Sir Shen roared. In response, dozens of figures flashed out from the hidden corners of the Shen estate, instantly gathering together. They quickly organized the evacuation. The women, children, and elderly of the Shen Family formed lines and hurried toward the back mountain. Meanwhile, the men of the Shen Family grabbed whatever weapons they could find and charged toward the Fallen Valley disciples. They were completely fearless, for behind them were their children and families. They had to buy time for their loved ones to retreat.

In an instant, the once peaceful Shen Family estate descended into chaos. The CLANG of steel on steel, the BOOM of Spiritual Power explosions, and violent shockwaves ravaged the grounds. Buildings crumbled, fires broke out everywhere, and thick smoke billowed into the air. Before long, the ground was stained crimson with blood.

The Martial Artists watching from outside the estate felt a chill run down their spines as they witnessed the gruesome scene. ’These Martial Artists from the High-level Sects are simply too powerful. The Shen Family is like an egg hitting a stone in front of them, with no chance to even fight back.’ But at the same time, they admired the death-defying spirit of the Shen Family members. Even knowing they were no match for this group, not a single one of them retreated. Even in death, they were determined to take a piece of those High-level Sect disciples with them.

The time it takes for half an incense stick to burn passed. The men of the Shen Family had been all but slaughtered by the disciples of the High-level Sect. Old Sir Shen seemed to have aged decades in an instant. The Spirit Aspect Powerhouse he was fighting was clearly just toying with him; otherwise, Old Sir Shen wouldn’t still be standing.

Old Sir Shen gazed at the bodies scattered across the plaza. ’These were all the good men of my Shen Family!’ But what brought him a measure of relief was that, thanks to their sacrifice, the Hidden Guards had successfully evacuated the women, children, and elderly to the family’s back mountain.

"Retreat!" Seeing that the women, children, and elderly had been evacuated, Old Sir Shen didn’t linger. He quickly fell back toward the back mountain with the surviving Third Elder and four or five other men of the Shen Family.

"Hmph. Pointless resistance," a Spirit Aspect Tier Elder from Fallen Valley snorted coldly. "After them! Leave no one from the Shen Family alive today. Kill even the flies!"

"Yes, sir!" Hearing the Elder’s command, the Fallen Valley disciples all smiled cruelly. They stepped over the corpses of the Shen Family men and pursued Old Sir Shen’s group.

Sensing the auras behind them drawing ever closer, Old Sir Shen’s brows furrowed deeply. ’We are all seriously injured. Trying to outrun several experts who have barely expended any energy is a fool’s errand. I have to find a way to stop them.’

As this thought crossed his mind, a flash of inspiration struck Old Sir Shen. He stopped running and took out a small crossbow from his Storage Ring.

"The Godslaying Crossbow! This is the fine item Haoran left for us before he departed. He said the Energy stored within it is enough to kill a Spirit Aspect Peak powerhouse!" Old Sir Shen said in a low voice, gazing at the Godslaying Crossbow in his hand.

As Old Sir Shen and his men stopped in their tracks, they were quickly overtaken by a dozen or so Fallen Valley disciples.

"Haha, old man, run! Why’d you stop running?"

"What’s wrong? Given up hope? And here I was, hoping to play with you a little longer!" a few of the disciples taunted, laughing as they looked at the gasping Old Sir Shen.

Hearing the disciples’ taunts, Old Sir Shen’s expression remained unchanged. A strange smile suddenly touched his lips as he said lightly, "I wonder if those Elders of yours will feel the sting when you all die!"

"Old man, what are you muttering about? You looking to die?" Old Sir Shen’s voice was very low, so the disciples couldn’t make out his words. But seeing the strange smile on his face, their expressions darkened.

"Haha, looking to die? We’ll see who’s about to die!" Old Sir Shen let out a loud laugh, then raised the Godslaying Crossbow. The Spiritual Power in his body surged forth, and he activated the weapon.

WHUMMM...

A humming sound rang out, followed by a beam of blindingly brilliant light that tore through the void. It appeared before the Fallen Valley disciples in an instant. Its speed was so incredible that they had no time to react before the beam pierced straight through them. Seven or eight disciples were killed on the spot!

"Go, now!" After firing the Godslaying Crossbow, Old Sir Shen had no time to see the result. He yelled to the Second Elder and the few Shen Family men beside him. Supporting one another, they charged toward the family’s back mountain.

When that brilliant pillar of light flared, the tightly shut eyes of the Spirit Emperor Powerhouse in the air slowly opened. His brow furrowed. He had just felt a burst of energy that made even his heart palpitate, and he grew somewhat irritated. ’To think that in this backwater place, there’s actually energy that could threaten me.’

"Go and see what happened," the Spirit Emperor Powerhouse in the air commanded lightly.

Upon hearing this, a disciple rushed toward the Shen Family’s back mountain. A moment later, he ran back in a panic, his face filled with shock. "Elder, this is bad! The disciples who gave chase... they’re all dead!"

"What!" Hearing the disciple’s words, the faces of the other three Spirit Aspect Tier Elders instantly darkened. ’How could that bunch of trash possibly kill our Elite Disciples?!’

"Dammit, we underestimated that trash!" one of the Spirit Aspect Tier Elders cursed under his breath. He hadn’t expected a third-rate family to be hiding such formidable power.

"Let’s go. We’ll handle this ourselves. This time, there will be no escape for them!" the three Spirit Aspect Tier Elders snorted coldly. With a flicker, their figures vanished as they sped off in pursuit toward the Shen Family’s back mountain...

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