Shenwu Yutianlei

As Shen Yiquan listened to Shen Yun's accusation, his originally bloodless face instantly turned as pale as paper, as if all his vitality had been drained away. His body began to tremble violently involuntarily, like a bleak leaf in the autumn wind, as if he would collapse to the ground in the next moment.

His eyes were filled with fear and panic. The fear spread like a tide, occupying his entire eyes. His pupils shrank violently, filled with fear of the upcoming punishment. His eyes wandered around in panic, as if he was looking for something to rely on, or looking for a chance to escape.

At this moment, he had long lost his usual calmness and composure. He seemed to have lost his soul, and only a shivering body remained. He held the armrests of the chair tightly with both hands, and his knuckles turned white from the force, as if that was his last straw. However, his strength seemed so insignificant in the face of fear that he almost fell off the chair.

He thought about leaving Liucheng secretly, but Shen Yun was so decisive that he would definitely continue to hunt him down. With his cultivation at the initial stage of the Foundation Establishment Realm, could he escape from Shen Yun and Li Xiangyuan? Not to mention that Shen Yun was still in a cooperative relationship with the Chu family and was also related to the Liucheng Liu family by marriage. With these multiple relationships, where could he escape? He was afraid that he would be killed before he even left Liucheng.

Although staying in the clan would result in extremely serious consequences, there was at least a glimmer of hope given his father's status as the head of the Shen family.

Just as Shen Yiquan was struggling, Shen Lingtian's majestic voice rang out in the meeting room. His seventh-level foundation-building cultivation instantly burst out, and the powerful pressure made everyone present feel an invisible sense of oppression. Then, Shen Lingtian's eyes widened with anger, and he slammed the tea table beside him. Under his palm, the sturdy tea table was like paper, and it broke into pieces and flew in all directions. Pieces of wood and debris flew in the air, as if reflecting the anger in Shen Lingtian's heart.

"Shen Yiquan, is this true?" Shen Lingtian's voice was cold and stern, like the north wind in winter, making people shudder.

"Father, I..." Shen Yiquan stammered, trying to defend himself, but he didn't know where to start.

"Don't call me father. I don't have a son like you." Shen Lingtian's voice was full of disappointment and anger. His eyes were full of pain and determination when he looked at Shen Yiquan.

Shen Lingtian stood in the middle of the hall, his face heavy. He looked at the eyes cast by the tribesmen, his heart full of guilt and helplessness. He took a deep breath and slowly said: "Dear tribesmen, as the tribe leader, I failed to discipline my son Shen Yiquan. His actions disappointed everyone. I feel that I have no words to face everyone, and I also know that the relationship between him and me makes me unsuitable to deal with this matter."

Having said that, Shen Lingtian paused slightly, his eyes became extremely solemn, and he slowly said: "Therefore, I will ask the old patriarch to come forward and deal with the various mistakes made by Shen Yiquan. I am well aware that this matter is of great importance and concerns the reputation and fairness of the family." Shen Lingtian's expression was serious and firm, as if he was full of firm determination about this matter.

Then, he raised his right hand, and at this moment, he was holding a talisman in his palm. The talisman exuded a mysterious light, and there were complicated patterns engraved on it, which seemed to contain powerful power. Shen Lingtian crushed the talisman, and with a "click", the talisman instantly turned into a dazzling spiritual light. This spiritual light rushed away like lightning, cutting through the air and shooting rapidly towards the depths of the clan land.

At this moment, deep in the Shen family's land, in a quiet and solemn courtyard, an old man in green was sitting cross-legged quietly, with his eyes closed, practicing. A layer of faint spiritual fluctuations enveloped his body, as if he had merged with the surrounding heaven and earth.

At this moment, a ray of spiritual light from a talisman flew in like a meteor, breaking the silence of the void. The old man in green slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were calm and deep, he casually stretched out his hand and lightly caught the flying talisman spiritual light. In an instant, a message flooded into his mind like a tide, which contained the important things conveyed by Shen Lingtian.

"Alas..." The old man in green sighed softly, and there was a hint of helplessness and worry in his sigh. He stood up slowly, and his slender figure looked particularly tall and straight. He took a light step, and there seemed to be an invisible force surging under his feet. He was already a hundred meters away after taking a step, and his figure disappeared instantly, leaving a blurry afterimage. His speed was so fast that it seemed to have crossed the boundaries of space and rushed towards the direction of Shen Lingtian in the clan land.

The old man in green was none other than Shen Qingfeng, the famous patriarch of the Shen family. After years of practice and tempering, he had already reached the peak of the ninth level of the foundation-building realm. In the entire Liucheng, he was one of the few people who deserved to be at the top.

His profound skills and superb cultivation enabled him to travel between heaven and earth in an instant. His figure flashed several times like a phantom, and then he appeared at the door of the solemn meeting hall of the Shen family without any warning, as if he had teleported.

With his arrival, a powerful and invisible pressure quietly spread, allowing everyone in the meeting hall to clearly feel his awe-inspiring presence. The air seemed to become heavy with his appearance, and his figure stood in front of everyone like a towering mountain, exuding a majesty and momentum that could not be ignored.

Everyone in the hall felt a powerful aura coming and turned to look. They saw an old man in green slowly approaching, emitting a kind of majesty and calmness.

When everyone in the hall saw the old man in green clothes coming, it was as if time had stopped, and then their faces showed expressions of respect and awe. Everyone saluted in unison and said in unison: "Greetings, old patriarch." The voice echoed in the hall, full of respect.

Shen Lingtian, Shen Jingyuan, and Shen Batian were even more excited and serious. They quickly walked forward, bowed slightly, saluted respectfully, and shouted in unison: "Father."

The old man in green nodded slightly, walked to Shen Lingtian's original seat and sat down. He glanced at everyone, then looked at Shen Lingtian and said, "I have learned what happened. Please tell me in detail."

Then Shen Lingtian reported to the old patriarch everything Shen Yiquan had done. As he spoke, the atmosphere in the hall became more and more solemn.

After finishing speaking, Shen Lingtian knelt in front of Shen Qingfeng and said, "Father, this is all my fault for not teaching my son well."

The old man in green listened quietly, his expression becoming more serious, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.