Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Savage Dragon, you would never understand..."

"What?" Manlong was stunned again.

"Only by personally taking this man's head can I quell the hatred that has gripped my heart for so many years!"

After refusing Manlong's help once again, the lame youth slowly raised his head, his eyes still fixed on Shen Tianzhong not far away, as if he had an irreconcilable hatred for the latter!

"Sixth level of the Meridian Opening Realm?"

Having forced the lame youth back with a single move, Shen Tianzhong narrowed his eyes, a look of doubt on his face. "With such weak cultivation, he dares to challenge me head-on? Is this person insane?"

After all, with the opponent's weak strength, he was no threat at all. Even without using the Spirit Elephant Evolution Heaven Technique and the Judgment Mad Blade, Shen Tianzhong was 100% confident that he could kill the lame youth in front of him.

"Shen Tianzhong, die!"

Just as Shen Tianzhong was confused and stunned, the lame youth opposite him roared and suddenly attacked.

"Since you are unwilling to reveal your true colors, then don't blame me for being ruthless with my blade...!"

Faced with the lame youth's frenzied attack, Shen Tianzhong's eyes also turned cold, and a strong killing aura erupted from his body, as if he had not used his full strength before, but was just showing weakness and hiding his strength.

As for why Shen Tianzhong had just shown weakness and concealed his abilities, it was quite simple. Firstly, he was wary of Manlong beside him, and secondly, he was very curious about the origin and intentions of the lame youth, intending to use this opportunity to test the latter.

However, the other party was only focused on taking his life and did not reveal any background or intentions.

Therefore, Shen Tianzhong has completely given up testing the waters and is now going all out!

"cut!"

With a sudden backhand motion, Shen Tian drew the Judgment Blade from his back and slashed forward heavily. A large amount of Yuan Power instantly wrapped around the black blade, then burst forth and transformed into countless fierce blade beams shaped like black whirlwinds, instantly sweeping towards the lame youth opposite him!

"not good...!"

Faced with the sudden onslaught of dark blades from all directions, the lame youth's expression changed slightly, and he immediately felt the impending danger of death. He made a hand seal with his right hand and chanted incantations, while his left hand reached for a yellow cloth sack at his waist.

"The Myriad Beasts Spirit Technique, at my command! Unleash it!"

The lame youth roared again, his Yuan energy surging forth instantly, while the yellow cloth bag at his waist seemed to be summoning some kind of creature with all its might.

Buzz! Swish!

Suddenly, the yellow burlap sack shone brightly and opened wide. At the same time, a huge gray shadow, shaped like a millstone, leaped out and blocked the lame youth's path.

Clang clang clang...!

With a crisp clang of blades colliding, the huge gray shadow gradually revealed its true form, which turned out to be a giant stone tortoise about three meters long and as black as ink.

Moreover, this giant stone tortoise was also covered by a shell harder than diamonds, which blocked all of Shen Tianzhong's attacks. Its defensive capabilities were obviously astonishing and far superior to those of ordinary monsters!

"Heh, as expected of the disciple I've chosen. In less than half a year, you've even managed to easily control the mid-level Earth-rank demonic beast, the 'Tyrant Stone Turtle.' I didn't waste my time saving your life back then..."

The tyrant stone tortoise in front of the lame youth also glanced at the limp youth, the savage dragon crossed his arms, and a rare look of appreciation appeared on his face.

After all, before joining the Wusheng Sect, he was a beast tamer who was proficient in beast taming techniques, and he was a disciple of the "Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Sect", a long-established fourth-rank power in the Eastern Xuan Region. He was definitely from a prestigious and righteous sect!

Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on him. In his youth, Manlong offended a fellow disciple whose father was a high-ranking elder, and he ended up getting into trouble and being expelled from the Ten Thousand Beasts Spirit Sect!

Even so, the other side was still unwilling to let Manlong go, and even sent a group of experts to hunt him down. In order to save his life, Manlong had no choice but to join the Wusheng Sect.

As for the lame youth in front of him, he was an orphan whom the barbarian dragon had rescued by chance when he traveled the continent in his early years. The former not only had a talent for beast taming, but also had the ability to remember everything he saw. He was the only candidate to inherit his mantle and even take revenge in the future!

...

In front of the ancestral hall

Whoosh! Snap!

A strong gust of wind swept past, causing the lame youth's black cloak to flutter in the wind, revealing half of a tattered skull mask that seemed about to shatter completely at any moment, revealing his true face.

"Heh, impressive... really impressive...!"

A chilling smirk suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth. The lame young man's gaze returned to Shen Tianzhong opposite him, and he slowly removed the tattered skull mask from his face. "Shen Tianzhong, you truly deserve to be called the peerless genius of the collateral branch of the Shen family. Even the geniuses of the direct line are far inferior to you..."

"No wonder Uncle Jiu, Aunt Yu, and Xiao Rou all died at your hands, without even a chance to resist...!"

Crushing the skull mask in his hand, the lame youth's gaze turned icy, revealing a pale, bloodless face filled with resentment and indifference.

"You! You are... Wandering Cloud?!"

Upon seeing the lame youth finally reveal his true form, Shen Tianzhong was also shaken, his pupils contracted sharply, and he looked as if he had seen a ghost, his expression filled with shock and disbelief. "This, how is this possible...!"

"Weren't you already dead...?!"

"Die? No, I won't die like this...!"

Shen Yunyou gave another cold laugh, his eyes now filled with barely concealed murderous intent and resentment. "I will not rest until I have personally killed you, you bastard, and avenged Uncle Jiu, Aunt Yu, and Xiao Rou..."

"Hahahaha...!"

Shen Yunyou laughed wildly, his voice filled with blood-red cries, as if the hatred and anger he had suppressed for many years could finally be put to rest. He couldn't help but fall into a state of madness.

At the same time, Shen Tianzhong on the other side was also unable to remain calm. His whole body was trembling slightly, and for a moment he could not even hold the Judgment Blade in his hand, and almost dropped it to the ground!

Because the other party was none other than his own younger brother, Shen Yunyou!

Why?

"Why is Yunyou still alive, and why does he mistakenly believe I'm the mastermind behind the massacre of the Shen family? What's going on...?!"

Thinking of this, Shen Tianzhong felt dizzy and almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

In his memory, the other party had died twelve years ago on the day the Shen family was wiped out. After all, given the methods and style of the remnants of the Wusheng Sect, there was no way they would leave any survivors!

"Little cripple, so this grumpy-faced guy wielding a knife is actually your biological older brother? Heh, no wonder you wouldn't let me, the protector, make a move just now, so there's a hidden story behind it all..."

Seeing Shen Yunyou and Shen Tianzhong suddenly turn against each other, Manlong, who was watching the show from the side of the ancestral hall, stroked his chin and then made a joking sound, clearly understanding the whole story.