Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

Boom!

Just as Lu Feng pulled Shen Tianzhong and leaped back, a massive boulder fell from the sky, instantly smashing the tombstone where the two were hiding into dust, leaving a bottomless crater in its wake!

"That was close! We almost died!"

"Who on earth is this person? How can he possess such terrifying brute strength...!"

Having narrowly escaped death, Lu Feng and Shen Tianzhong exchanged bewildered glances, filled with apprehension.

Because the strength of the black-robed warrior in front of them far exceeded their imagination!

It should be noted that even a Yuanhai Realm expert would find it nearly impossible to lift a massive boulder with one hand using only their physical strength, let alone remain unfazed throughout!

This shows that the opponent's strength is terrifying, far beyond that of an ordinary Yuanhai Realm expert!

"Hehe, so they're just two stinky rats. Perfect, one for each of us...!"

Seeing Lu Feng and Shen Tianzhong appear together, Manlong's lips curled into a mocking sneer. He had clearly spotted them long ago. "Little cripple, I'll handle this delicate pretty boy!"

"As for that stinky rat next to me with the long face and love for playing with knives, you can have him, how about it?"

While rubbing his hands together, Manlong twisted his neck and bones. His eyes were flashing with fighting spirit, clearly eager for the thrill of battle. Moreover, his killing intent was even stronger, as if he couldn't wait any longer.

"No!"

However, faced with the dragon's suggestion, the lame youth merely shook his head slightly, then flicked his sleeve and said, "Let them go...!"

"What? Did I hear that right?"

Manlong paused for a moment, then his brows furrowed sharply. "Hey, you little cripple, I listened to you last time and went easy on you. Why are you doing this again...!"

"I said... let them go!"

Interrupting the other party again, the lame young man spoke coldly, seemingly only concerned with worshipping the spirits of the Shen family in this shrine, and having no interest in the lives of Lu Feng and the others.

"Damn it! I'm so unlucky to have taken on such a tyrant as my disciple...!"

Seeing the limping youth's resolute attitude, Manlong cursed under his breath, immediately withdrawing his Yuan Power and killing intent. At the same time, he stepped aside to make way for Lu Feng and the others, clearly having no way to deal with the former.

If any follower of the Wusheng sect were to pass by, they would surely be dumbfounded and utterly astonished by this miraculous scene!

Because the savage dragon before them was no ordinary martial artist, but one of the four great protectors of the once-famous Wusheng Sect!

Not only that, Manlong's cultivation has reached the third level of the Yuanhai Realm, and he is also well-versed in the art of beast taming. He is known as the Beast Protector and is far beyond the reach of the lame youth standing beside him!

However, when faced with the orders of the lame youth, Manlong, one of the four protectors of the Wusheng Sect, acted contrary to his usual behavior and obeyed them without question, which was quite surprising!

"Holy crap, is this for real?"

Seeing that Manlong not only gave up a way out but also withdrew his killing intent, Lu Feng was also surprised and taken aback.

After all, this was the first time he had ever seen such a strange thing in his life.

What's even stranger is that he didn't recognize the dragon and the crippled youth opposite him at all; they were complete strangers!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, this is an opportunity we must seize! Let's retreat quickly!"

Without giving it any further thought, Lu Feng pulled Shen Tianzhong aside and prepared to leave.

As the saying goes, as long as the green hills remain, there will always be firewood to burn!

Moreover, even if he and Shen Tianzhong joined forces, they might not be a match for the opposing barbarian dragon. If they lingered here too long and the other party suddenly changed their mind and attacked, they would be in big trouble!

"No!"

However, upon hearing Lu Feng's reminder, Shen Tianzhong shook his head abruptly, a resolute glint in his eyes. "Brother Lu, I'm truly sorry! I still have some unresolved questions in my mind..."

"So, you should go first, I'll be there shortly..."

Shen Tianzhong spoke in a low voice, his fists clenched tightly beneath his sleeves, clearly unwilling to desert his post.

Because deep down he had a strange premonition that if he chose to leave this time, he would never see the other person again.

Moreover, the voice of the lame young man opposite him sounded strangely familiar to him, which further solidified Shen Tianzhong's premonition.

"Arriving shortly after? Are you sure it's not just a slightly cold corpse...?"

Seeing that Shen Tianzhong was stubbornly refusing to leave, Lu Feng also looked solemn and was speechless.

The opposing team, Manlong and the others, had clearly planned to back down, but Shen Tianzhong was still staying here. This wasn't just youthful arrogance; it was like going to the outhouse in the middle of the night with a lantern—clearly asking for trouble!

"Fellow Daoist Shen, since you insist, then I can only wish you good luck. Goodbye!"

Thinking of this, Lu Feng did not hesitate at all. He cupped his hands in greeting to the other party and then left the Shen family ancestral mausoleum without looking back.

After all, the most valuable thing about a person is to know their own limitations. Lu Feng would never do something so foolish as to knowingly go up to his death when he is no match for the enemy!

Seeing Lu Feng run away at lightning speed, Manlong simply stood by silently, not making a move to stop him, clearly not daring to disobey the lame youth's orders in the slightest.

"Shen Tianzhong, you really haven't changed at all..."

After Lu Feng left, the lame young man beside him slowly turned around, his tone still cold, "Not only are you stubborn and eccentric, but you also have absolutely no self-awareness. I really don't know how you've survived until now..."

"You...you know me...?!"

Upon hearing this, Shen Tianzhong's expression froze slightly, revealing surprise and doubt. "You...who exactly are you?!"

Judging from the implication in the other party's words, it seems that they know him very well and are old friends from the past.

However, he had no recollection of the lame young man in front of him!

"Not only do I know you, but I also want to kill you...!"

Ignoring Shen Tianzhong's doubts, the lame youth suddenly unleashed a strong killing intent. The next moment, he leaped up and attacked, raising his hand to strike the opponent's crown chakra!

"The Spiritual Image Derivation of Heaven Technique!"

Faced with the limping youth's sudden attack, Shen Tianzhong dared not be negligent. He immediately activated his innate cultivation technique, and at the same time, his Yuan Power surged out, transforming into a huge, magnificent golden elephant out of thin air.

Moo!

The golden elephant roared to the sky, and the next moment it pressed down on the lame youth opposite him like Mount Tai!

Boom! Pfft...!

In the blink of an eye, the golden giant elephant, like an unstoppable war chariot, smashed the lame youth away, causing him to vomit blood and collapse to the ground, looking utterly disheveled!

"Damn it!"

"Even with my current strength, I still can't do it...!"

Struggling to his feet again, the lame young man slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, but his eyes remained filled with resentment, as if he harbored some unwillingness. "Even though I have devoted myself to cultivation for decades, I still cannot kill that bastard Shen Tianzhong with my own hands...!"

"Hey, hey, hey! You little cripple, one minute you're telling me not to kill anyone, the next you're insisting on doing it yourself. What's going on here?"

Seeing this, Manlong, who had originally planned to stand by and watch, was also stunned. The next moment, he frowned slightly, as if he felt that the other party had just deliberately made fun of him. "Don't blame me for hitting you. With your lousy skills, you can't handle that bitter-faced guy with the knife over there."

"Besides, if you really wanted to kill this guy, why didn't you just let me do it in the first place?"