Chapter 1435 - 420: Wait, Who Exactly Are Your Wife and Child?

The Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth began to stir wildly, as if terrified of something.

"Boom——"

A deep thunder rumbled through the heavens and earth, as though an ancient Thunder God were awakening.

Second Uncle’s hair stood on end, his robes rustling as he slowly formed a seal with his hands, and jet-black thunder condensed around him.

Inscription-level Thunder Dao Divine Techniques — "Nine Tribulations Thunder Talisman Scripture"!

With Second Uncle’s sealing, fourteen thunder runes appeared in the void, each writhing and twisting like living creatures, emanating a destructive aura.

These runes wove together, forming a gigantic thunder talisman above Second Uncle’s head, blotting out the sky!

"Fourteen thunder runes..."

Shen Yunlan’s pupils contracted sharply, his face ashen.

——How rare are inscription-level divine techniques?

Yet the two people before him, each commanded one!

"No! I can’t die here!"

Shen Yunlan bit down hard on his tongue, spraying a mouthful of essence blood, his hands frantically forming seals!

"Offer all souls to the heavens, draw with life!"

He directly sacrificed all the remaining lifespan he had, his hair turned a visible gray, deep wrinkles appeared on his face, but his aura surged exponentially!

"Boom!"

A pillar of blood-colored light shot up to the sky, condensing a massive shield inscribed with ghostly faces in front of him.

On the shield’s surface, countless vengeful ghosts wailed, seeming to connect with the Nine Netherworld Hell!

"Go!"

Second Uncle shouted coldly, and the thunder talisman above his head crushed down!

"Boom——"

In the instant the thunder talisman collided with the blood shield, the entire world fell silent!

Then suddenly——

"Crack!"

Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the surface of the blood shield, with countless vengeful ghosts turning to ash in the thunder!

"No——"

Shen Yunlan let out a heart-wrenching scream, as the shockwave from the talisman blasted him into the ground!

"Rumble!"

With an explosion, a thousand-zhang wide crater appeared in the ground, dust filling the air, revealing Shen Yunlan lying at the bottom, body broken, breath faint.

His whole body was charred, his chest caved in, unable even to struggle.

Zhou Qing watched from the side, heart leaping.

This was the true power of an inscription-level divine technique!

Seizing the moment, Second Uncle appeared atop the pit in a flash, looking down at the barely alive Shen Yunlan.

"Clatter——"

With a wave of his hand, the thunder around him turned into several jet-black chains, darting like venomous snakes into the pit, entangling Shen Yunlan’s broken body in an instant.

"Ah!"

A harrowing scream echoed as the chains suddenly pulled, forcibly extracting a seven-colored Primordial Spirit from Shen Yunlan’s body!

The Primordial Spirit was listless, its light dimmed, firmly shackled by the thunder chains, unable to move.

"Mercy! Please, spare my life!"

Shen Yunlan’s Primordial Spirit pleaded in terror, voice trembling.

But Second Uncle ignored him, turning to Zhou Qing with a grin: "Kid, I remember ’Blood Wing Illusion’ from the ’Hundred Tribulations Blood Curtain’ can refine the Blood Phoenix Tribulation Crystal, right?"

Zhou Qing nodded, a glint of understanding in his eyes.

"Though this guy’s body is broken, it should still condense a decent Tribulation Crystal."

Second Uncle smiled slightly.

Zhou Qing said no more; he abruptly unfolded a pair of enormous blood-colored wings behind him, each feather sharp as a blade, exuding a thick scent of blood.

"Whoosh!"

The blood wings suddenly closed, enveloping Shen Yunlan’s broken body completely.

"Sizzle——"

The sound of flesh being refined echoed, a spine-chilling squirming noise emanated from within the blood wings.

Soon after, the blood wings slowly opened, a blood-colored crystal the size of a fist suspended in mid-air, translucent and clear.

Inside, it seemed flames were flowing, emanating a heart-palpitating energy.

Second Uncle held out his hand, the Tribulation Crystal fell into his palm, still a bit warm to the touch.

"Nice thing!"

It was the first time Second Uncle had seen such a crystal, he chuckled with satisfaction, then casually tossed it to Zhou Qing.

Seeing this, Shen Yunlan’s Primordial Spirit fell into utter despair, letting out a shrill wail:

"No——!"

"Creak——"

At that moment, Second Uncle’s body began to wriggle eerily, bones twisting, muscles swelling, transforming into a burly man in an instant.

With thick eyebrows and tiger eyes, his rough visage, exuded a fierce aura.

He grinned, baring white teeth, staring at Shen Yunlan’s Primordial Spirit:

"Do you still recognize me?"

Shen Yunlan’s Primordial Spirit trembled violently, seven-colored light surging, as if confronted by an extremely terrifying existence, screaming: "It’s you——!"

"Surprised? Unexpected?"

Second Uncle laughed heartily, yet a cold murderous intent flickered in his eyes.

In the moment Shen Yunlan’s heart and spirit were shaking, Second Uncle sharply pointed a finger at his brow, intending to forcibly search his soul!

"Buzz——"

However, just as his fingertip neared the Primordial Spirit, Shen Yunlan’s seven-colored Primordial Spirit suddenly twisted violently, releasing an aura of extreme terror!

"Not good!"

Zhou Qing and Second Uncle’s faces changed dramatically!

Aged and authoritative voice emanated from the Primordial Spirit: "I am Shen Canghai, not sure how my son has offended..."

"Boom!"

Before the words finished, Second Uncle’s eyes flared with ferocity, black thunder erupting crazily at his fingertip, instantly tearing the seven-colored Primordial Spirit to shreds!

"Crack!"

The Primordial Spirit shattered, the voice ceasing abruptly!

Then suddenly——

The skies darkened!

The instant Shen Yunlan fell, a rich, inky negative emotion erupted from his broken Primordial Spirit, transforming into rolling black mist that swiftly engulfed the entire mountain forest!

Within the black mist, countless vengeful ghosts seemed to wail, intermixed with Shen Yunlan’s despair and unwillingness before death.

"Phew——"

Second Uncle exhaled a long breath, still uneasy: "Almost forgot, this guy has a father seeking Supreme Realm Perfection, who left a mark on him! Luckily, quick action made the mark miss us——"