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"Ziling, stop! We're all family, let's not make a scene and ruin our harmony!"

A group of elderly people emerged from the dust, their faces covered in dirt and bloodstains. Their expressions showed both anger and shock. This nephew was too powerful, almost rivaling his father.

"Discord broken? My son's Supreme Bone has been stolen, and he's on the verge of death, while the wicked woman's lineage is still thriving. Doesn't that break the harmony?!" Shi Ziling's hair stood on end in fury, and the golden light emanating from his body intensified, illuminating the entire world as if divine fire were burning within. His voice was icy as he shouted, "Although you are my uncles, none of you are my match. Except for the wicked woman's lineage, please step back, or don't blame me for being ruthless and unleashing a massacre!"

“You…” someone’s face showed anger.

“Ziling, let’s talk things out. Why can’t we sit down and discuss it?” an old man advised.

"What else is there to talk about? You've already made your decision: the wicked are protected, while the victims have to lick their wounds alone? My son's survival is uncertain, and you want me to sit down? Fine, then chop that wicked woman and Shi Yi up!"

"Outrageous! This is a decision made by more than a dozen elders. Do you intend to rebel?" an old man shouted, holding a feather fan that was swirling with wind and thunder. With a forceful wave, it was as if a thunder god had descended to earth, and endless purple light immediately rushed over.

"Are you Shi Yi's uncle?" Shi Ziling's footsteps didn't stop, he kept rushing forward. At this moment, he let out a long roar, and his eyes burst out with endless blazing lightning. It was also a thunderbolt, but it was golden.

"Crack!"

Suddenly, thunder roared, and the entire world was filled with lightning, resulting in a violent explosion.

The old man's feather fan shattered, and when the lightning subsided, his entire body was charred black, with blue smoke rising from his head. His fate was unknown. Then, he was struck by a beam of blazing golden light shot from Shi Ziling's eyes, sending him flying into a palace where he never rose again.

Everyone gasped in astonishment. Shi Ziling was too powerful. He truly deserved to be called a genius of his generation. His methods and his god-like demeanor made even the older generation pale in comparison, unable to compete with him at all.

"The fifteenth prince has truly raised a fine son," someone whispered.

The Fifteenth Prince's power is renowned throughout the capital. He killed an ancient remnant species—a Luan bird—with two arrows. Who else could do that? His cultivation is earth-shattering!
It was precisely for this reason that he dared to shoot and kill the young Pixiu with very pure bloodlines on the battlefield of the Hundred Clans. Many elders guessed the Fifteenth Master's intention: he wanted to use the true blood of the Pixiu to baptize his grandson's body.

Now, his son is just as powerful and unparalleled, his strength shaking the capital. Even the older generation is no match for him. He is like a golden war god, how can people not tremble with fear?

It can be said that if it weren't for the emergence of Shi Yi from another lineage, who was born with double pupils and possessed the qualities of an ancient sage or god, Shi Ziling would have inevitably taken the lead in the clan in the future.

In fact, even if Shi Yi were to emerge, the Shi Ziling lineage would inevitably rise to prominence, and no one could overshadow its brilliance, because its youngest son was born with the supreme bone.

Unfortunately, this is the final result, leaving people with a deep sense of regret.

Boom!

Shi Ziling strode forward, and with each step he took, many huge cracks appeared in the ground, like a golden giant on a journey, unstoppable by anything.

"Bind!"

An old man shouted, holding a vine in his hand. This was a powerful plant spirit that had been transformed into a magical artifact. It was dark brown all over, but now it was glowing.

With a loud boom, the ground between the palaces was pierced, and one after another, spiritual vines shot up, all radiating precious light, like dragons, rushing madly towards Shi Ziling, trying to entangle him.

"Little Daoer, anyone who stands in my way will die!" Shi Ziling shouted.

He strode with the imposing presence of a dragon and the tiger, his hair suddenly growing longer and becoming crystal clear, then radiating golden light, making him shine like a sun god.

"boom!"

The thick, golden hair cascaded down like a waterfall, rushing towards them with overwhelming force, shredding all the glowing spirit vines, and then striking the treasure in the old man's hand.

With a "poof," the precious vine exploded and burned to ashes. This powerful method stunned the group of people, sending chills down their spines.

"Go away!"

Shi Ziling shouted, and with a flick of his spear, blood splattered out with a "poof," sending the old man flying. The old man crashed into a rockery, spurting blood everywhere.

"Ziling, you've fallen into demonic possession! Stop right now!" a group of elders shouted.

"If seeking justice for my young son is considered going to the underworld, then I might as well fall into demonic ways today!" Shi Ziling roared, his hair flying wildly, bathed in blazing golden light, as he strode forward, unmatched by anyone.

The golden spear was swung, and blood splattered dozens of feet high from time to time. Anyone who dared to block it was killed on the spot, which caused everyone to involuntarily retreat and turn pale.

"Set up runes to lock down this area and suppress him!"

At this time, they had already entered the territory of Shi Yi's lineage. The people of this lineage were anxious and used precious bones and other materials to set up a killing formation to suppress Shi Ziling.

Looking at his father, who was brave and invincible in the Wu Wang Mansion, Shi Hao felt joy, but the fact that his relatives, who were of the same blood, had united to suppress his father filled him with sorrow.

"Let's see who can stop me!" Shi Ziling, like a peerless demon king, exuded murderous aura. The light in his eyes terrified the group of elders, who all retreated. Wherever his gaze fell, not a single person dared to meet his eyes. Shi Ziling wielded his spear, each step covering dozens of feet, and he unleashed a devastating attack, causing sections of the opposing faction's palaces to crumble.

"Suppress and kill!"

The precious bone glowed, and runes intertwined on the ground and spread densely in the air, forming a net that would suppress Shi Ziling within it.

"Roar……"

Shi Ziling went berserk, his wild hair shooting towards the sky like divine flames, his body bursting with boundless light. He seemed to be cast in gold, standing tall and upright, forcefully swinging the spear in his hand.

At that moment, the chants of the gods resounded once more, boundless power surged, and his magical techniques were astonishing. He swept across the four directions like a golden god.

"boom!"

A violent explosion occurred here, with rocks collapsing and clouds flying. Divine light, like a vast ocean, spread outwards. Shi Ziling's fighting spirit soared to the sky. He wielded his divine spear, shattering this place and causing all the precious bones to explode.

"Fuck them all!"

With a swing of his golden spear, those involved in the formation flew up like scarecrows before collapsing in droves, blood splattering everywhere. No one could stop his footsteps; he pressed forward relentlessly.

Shi Ziling's wife, carrying their young child and radiating a crystalline glow, followed behind, accompanying him all the way.

The little one was confused, looking at the god-like figure in front of him, constantly opening his little hands and reaching forward, feeling very close to it, babbling, but unable to say a word.

Her mother's nose stung, and tears welled in her beautiful eyes. Her once precocious child, so bright and lively, had now degenerated into this state, causing her immense sorrow and her heart to bleed. "Stop him!" many people cried out in alarm.

Shi Ziling has become possessed by a demon, completely insane, terrifying them; he intends to exterminate them all.

"Kill him! Kill him!"

As royalty, they naturally had many servants and numerous assassins. Fearing Shi Ziling's return and subsequent retribution, this lineage was well-prepared. A dense swarm of people charged forward, all highly skilled and fearless, intending to exhaust Shi Ziling to death like ants biting an elephant, and then kill him.

"Lord chicken and dog!"

Shi Ziling was fearless. He planted his spear in the ground and activated his strongest technique. At this moment, he was like a god being worshipped, his aura both sacred and terrifying.

A deafening roar erupted, boundless divine light burst forth, and he seemed to stand at the center of the world, with the sun, moon, and stars revolving around him. A gigantic ferocious beast appeared, sweeping across all directions.

"Ow..."

The beast's roar was deafening. This was an astonishing technique. This vague, ancient ferocious beast rampaged wildly, unstoppable. With a single swipe of its claw, dozens of people would fall and bleed.

This place became a slaughterhouse. The enormous body was fierce and invincible. With each leap, more than a hundred powerful people were quickly killed, and the rest were terrified.

Such terrifying methods send chills down one's spine. For one person to fight against so many powerful members of the opposing faction is truly astonishing.

"boom!"

Finally, Shi Ziling made his move. He emitted a dazzling golden light that shook the heavens and the earth, sweeping forward and sending everyone else flying, their blood splattering everywhere.

In a mere instant, the area in front was cleared, and no one stood in their way anymore; they had all been eliminated.

"Ziling, have you killed enough? Have you vented your anger a little?"

A group of people appeared ahead, and the one who spoke was "Fifth Brother". His whole body was surging with crimson light, like a blood phoenix reborn from the ashes, and his eyes were golden, like two golden lamps.

Beside him was a child, remarkable in appearance, with naturally double pupils. Although he was young, his demeanor, calmness, and composure were something that even adults would be ashamed of.

After obtaining the Supreme Bone, Shi Yi became even more extraordinary. His eyes shone with divine light as he opened and closed, and his every move exuded a terrifying majesty.

Even though he was young, he already possessed a terrifying aura, as if he was destined to rise above all living beings and look down upon all spirits, like a god descending to earth.

"Not enough!" Shi Ziling replied coldly, turning back to see the little one with lifeless eyes, barely clinging to life, which pained him. He pointed his spear forward and said:
"Unless you restore my son, you will pay with your blood! Your heinous acts are intolerable to Heaven. You have broken one of my son's supreme bones, so you shall repay with a hundred!"

Looking at the crazed and furious Shi Ziling, Shi Hao felt an overwhelming sense of security. Although the Shi Ziling in his memory was now on the verge of death, with Shi Hao and Qin Yining by his side, he felt absolutely safe!

Seeing his parents causing a scene at the Wu King's mansion for his sake in his memory, he felt only gratitude. If it weren't for them, he would probably have died in the Wu King's mansion by now.

“Ziling, no one wants this to happen. You can tell me how you want to make amends, but you must not do anything that would cripple our clan,” the old man said calmly.

"Fifth Master, what are you saying?!" Shi Ziling's eyes widened as he stood holding his golden spear, staring at the group of powerful figures opposite him. He said, "You stole my son's Supreme Bone, causing him to regress to the brink of death, while this scourge has become the clan's right-hand man. How could you utter such words!"

The fifth son in their generation was named Shi Yuan. He was a generation older than Shi Ziling's father, a clan elder, and possessed powerful and unfathomable cultivation.

"Ziling, let's not discuss the rights and wrongs of this matter for now. Don't get angry. Sit down and talk slowly. I'll give you a satisfactory explanation." Shi Yuan's eyes opened and closed, his divine light flowing, his aura intimidating.

"Don't even try!" Shi Ziling knew perfectly well that the clan had already made its decision, and there was no way to change it now. He said coldly, "Let's put everything else aside for now and hand over Hao'er's Supreme Bone."

The group of people opposite them all changed their expressions. They were all powerful figures from Shi Yuan's lineage, numbering in the dozens. They would never agree to this request and would never hand over the Supreme Bone under any circumstances.

“Ziling, the Supreme Bone has been removed and is difficult to reattach. Let’s compensate with something else,” Shi Yuan said calmly.

"Whether it's continued or not is none of your concern. No one else can take what belongs to Hao'er!" Shi Ziling shouted, feeling a sense of resentment. The precious bones of a young child had been snatched away like this.

“No!” Shi Yuan shook his head firmly and said, “For the prosperity of my clan, this cannot be done. The innate supreme beings cannot perish.”

"You say no?" Shi Ziling's aura was overwhelming, his eyes flashing with lightning. Holding his spear, he strode forward, staring intently ahead, and said, "I'll take it myself!"

He fixed his gaze on Shi Yi, his golden spear pointing towards Shi Yi's chest, bursting with radiant light, runes thundering like lightning, a clear signal that he was about to make his move.

On both sides of the stone abyss, many powerful figures held weapons, their eyes gleaming with anger, ready to fight. They would not allow the divine being born with double pupils to die young, and they would fight here.

"Good, good, good!" Shi Ziling said "good" three times in a row, his anger surging, and the golden light in his pupils intensified.

"Ziling, any other request is acceptable, but Yi'er must not be harmed." Shi Yuan stepped forward, his steps steady, his entire body surging with crimson light, his aura astonishing, like the ebb and flow of a vast ocean. He was an exceptionally powerful figure, renowned not only within his clan but also throughout the entire capital.

What else could Shi Ziling say as he raised his spear? Only one battle was needed. Divine runes appeared around the golden spear, as if cast from metal, possessing a cold texture, encircling the spear and radiating unparalleled divine power.

"kill!"

Shi Ziling charged forward, his spear trembling, causing the entire sky to shake. The symbols seemed to come alive, radiating divine light as they pressed down.

With a loud bang, the dozens of powerful figures opposite them all involuntarily retreated, as if a hundred thousand mountains had crashed down, making each of them tremble with fear and almost kneel down.

This is the difference. Shi Ziling is known as a genius of the capital, famous far and wide. He is far beyond their ability to contend with. Only the elders of the clan can fight against him.

Only Shi Yuan remained in the arena; everyone else staggered backward, unable to stand, or their bodies would have been crushed by that aura.

A rumbling sound came, and Shi Yuan's arms trembled, like a blood phoenix striking the sky. Crimson light shot up around him, and his aura increased more than tenfold, blocking the power of the golden spear.

boom!
The spears, like rainbows, pierced through the heavens with unstoppable force, carrying countless golden symbols, causing the world to tremble.

Shi Yuan's right hand was covered with runes. He slapped it forward, and it transformed into a divine wing, surrounded by the red feathers of a phoenix. It was dazzling and bright, and a phoenix cry was heard, which shook the heavens and the earth.

The phoenix wings collided with the golden spear like two active volcanoes colliding, lava gushing forth and flames obscuring the sky. The area was so blinding that nothing else could be seen.

The two clashed fiercely, exchanging blows dozens of times in the blink of an eye. One was enveloped in golden light, like a god of war; the other was bathed in crimson light, like an ancient, ferocious blood phoenix. Both moved with incredible speed, constantly colliding with each other, each impact unleashing a blinding burst of light. (End of Chapter)