Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Sinister Old Monster
Wang Shi opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and felt that all the movements within a radius of one li were within his knowledge range. Some subtle movements could be keenly sensed, and his soul became stronger, with his mind becoming more open. "I wonder how many strands my eye power will condense into?!" Wang Shi was somewhat expectant.
"How does it feel?" The old man also felt some changes in Wang Shi's body.
"I'm fine now, thank you elder!" Wang Shi said gratefully. If it weren't for the old man's startling words, he might have really fallen that way.
And he is now recovering from his injuries at an incredible speed, with spiritual energy constantly condensing, and this time, he has gained some insight, his cultivation has also loosened up a bit!
"Heh heh, call me an old fellow who's out of touch with the times, and you can just call me Grandpa along with these young whippersnappers." The old man said, stroking his white beard.
Wang Shi was slightly stunned, but still said: "Grandfather." This old man was the previous generation's head of the Wang family - Wang Ruchen. It is said that ten years ago, his strength had already reached the mid-9th layer of the Wilderness Realm, and it is unknown whether he has become even more formidable now!
"Mmm." The old man nodded in satisfaction, his eyes shining with delight.
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"If nothing's wrong, we should head back to the family, but it's become a bit tricky." The old man furrowed his brow, as he sensed two auras that were no weaker than his own within the Wang family's territory!
"Is that Old Monster and his companions?" the old man said secretly.
"What? Grandfather, let's hurry up then." Wang Yu had been silent all along, but now he was somewhat urgent.
"Go!"
"The remaining royal family will stay, take care of the aftermath, and mine the spiritual ore. I believe no one will come here again." The old man instructed, that spiritual ore was buried under a pile of rocks after the impact just now.
"Yes." The six royals' eyes revealed sadness, four warriors who had fought alongside them and forged deep friendships were now dead, a sorrow that would be felt by all.
However, they still obeyed, and their eyes were even more fervent with a fanatical gaze at the old man in front of them! This old man was the old tribe leader.
These royal families mostly started cultivating from the elderly as the head of the clan, and the impression of the old clan leader is the deepest. Even if Wang Tingcheng has been in office for ten years, it can't be compared.
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The Wang Family Mansion
At this time, the battle has entered a white-hot stage. The royal family is in an advantageous position and will become more and more fierce. One by one, they are fighting bloody battles like tigers coming down from the mountain!
The Song army retreated in defeat, their morale sagging.
Song Huan is in a fierce battle with Wang Tingcheng, but it can't be called a fierce battle. Song Huan has been suppressed all along, and blood keeps flowing from his mouth. He is no match for Wang Tingcheng!
"Why hasn't Father come yet?" Song Huan gritted his teeth and persisted, he had been waiting for his father's arrival all along!
As long as his father arrives, Song's family will win! Win without suspense.
But he was somewhat perplexed, since his father could have destroyed the Wang family with just one move, why did they still need to let the Song family attack and destroy the Wang family in the future? Now it seems that they are coming to their deaths!
"Haha, your Song family has already lost more than half of its members, you'd better surrender now!" Wang Tingcheng was in high spirits, as their Wang family had lost very few people up to this point.
"Haha, until now, your family's old monster hasn't come out yet?!" Wang Tingcheng said with a light smile. His heart had been hanging in suspense because he hadn't seen the Song family's cold and gloomy old monster yet! That old monster could completely rival his own father.
Song Hui wanted to speak, but a chill ran down his spine as a cold aura emerged from behind him, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Father is here!"
"Hah! Let the entire royal family die!" A strange, maniacal laugh echoed from above. A figure burst through the crowd and rushed straight to the front of the Wangting City, exuding an aura that sent shivers down people's spines!
The old man wore black clothes, his eyes were sunken, and his big eyeballs were full of bloodshot, his thin body seemed to have been drained of blood!
"Song Yuan!" Wang Tingcheng shuddered, and that dark energy was like a cold ice hitting him in the face.
Everyone was staring at Song Yu in horror, whether it was the generals of the Song family or the Wang family!
"What kind of martial arts has this old freak cultivated? This appearance is both human and ghostly!" Wang Ting's innermost thoughts exclaimed in horror.
"All the royal children, die for me! Hahaha!" Song Yuan's dark energy intensified, a grey spiritual power surged out of his palm, condensing into a thick grey mist.
Heh-heh
Suddenly, a long gray skull chain burst out of both hands, mixed with wailing ghosts, and the tip was a sharp thorn! In an instant, it pierced through the bodies of those Wang family generals.
"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Suddenly, miserable cries echoed one after another, blood splattered everywhere, and sorrow filled the fields!
"Bastard, Wang Tingwu quickly stop him!" Wang Tingcheng shouted loudly. With a hint of fear in his eyes, he wore a suit of armor, grasped a long spear and stabbed at Song Yuan.
Wang Tingwu made a leap, and the twin axes fell directly onto the old man's body. The spiritual energy from the twin axes surged in, bringing with it a violent storm!
"Get out!" Song Yuan coldly hummed, and those two chains instantly shot towards Wang Tingcheng and Wang Tingwu.
Ding ding
A wisp of dark energy emerged from the top of the chain, mixed with spiritual power, and collided with them.
Heh-heh
Wang Tingcheng retreated several steps, his face pale with fright, and exclaimed: "This old freak is actually so powerful!" This power had apparently reached the peak of the 9th layer of the Open Plains Realm!
Wang Tingwu spat out fresh blood and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
"Die, all of you!" Song Yuan threw his head back and laughed maniacally, his face twisted in a grotesque grimace!
That chain is as indestructible as it can be, and cutting off heads is like chopping vegetables!
"Not good!" Wang Tingcheng felt a surge of dark energy rising around him, the chain shooting straight at him, his eyes widening instantly!
Heh-heh
Wang Tingcheng quickly retreated, only to see that the chain was pressing straight into his eyes, and the sharp six-edged corner's tip was covered in fresh blood!
"Big Brother!" Wang Tingwu shouted loudly, his twin axes flying off his hands and chopping towards the chain.
Heh-heh
However, the axe was directly pierced by another chain in mid-air and shattered into pieces!
"It seems killing you would be easier!" Song Yuan stared at Wang Tingwu, just like staring at prey. The chain was like a scorpion's tail, stabbing straight at Wang Tingwu.
Wang Tingwu's face changed drastically, and the gray chain enlarged rapidly in his eyes! Spewing out a thick gray mist.
Wang Tingwu was like a fish on a chopping board, without any power to resist!
"Hmm!" Just as the Wang family was in a critical moment, a cold hum came, and two powerful spiritual forces struck those two chains from mid-air! Rolling and attacking!
Boom
In an instant, after that collision, the chain suddenly shrank and retreated into Song Yuan's palm like a python, and the gray smoke also disappeared!
"You're really not dead!" Song Yuan exclaimed in surprise.
"Yin Xie old man, you haven't died yet, how can I possibly die first! It's been ten years, today is the final battle!" A figure emerged from afar, followed by five young men behind him.
"Father!" Wang Tingwu's eyes were filled with fervor.
