Digging up spiritual roots and seizing blood? You scumbags, wait and tremble.

Zhong Ran and his group were stopped before they even reached Thunder Mountain. It was a powerful figure who had come from the City Lord's Mansion.

"It's them."

A loud sound rang out, followed by a terrifying pressure descending from the sky, pressing down directly.

Apart from Zhong Ran and the other three, everyone else staggered and almost collapsed to their knees.

Lou Ying exuded her aura, shielding them slightly, and her expression turned serious.

Several people appeared out of nowhere and blocked the group's path.

Zhong Ran and the others looked up and saw that the one who had shouted earlier was one of the people who had escaped earlier.

At this moment, his eyes were bloodshot as he stared at them and said to the old man beside him, "Senior Wang, Brother Haiye was killed by them."

Lou Ying stood in front of Zhong Ran and said softly, "Miss, you should hurry and run towards Thunder Mountain. They won't dare to make a move there."

Thunder Mountain is a special place. It is said that if you fight there, you will be bombarded by lightning, and no one can survive the crazy bombardment.

The opposing side had three experts at the Integration Realm and five at the Refinement Realm. With such a lineup, she couldn't hold them off even if she wanted to.

"Huh? Aren't those people from the City Lord's Mansion? Why have they sent so many powerful individuals?"

"I don't know. Let's go and take a look."

The presence of so many powerful figures attracted the attention of numerous cultivators and forces within the city, who flocked to this location.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Elder Fang quietly activated the token of the Array Masters Guild.

"Escape? None of you will leave today. You will suffer a hundred times worse than my son died."

The purple-robed elder's eyes were bloodshot as he pressed down with his large handprint, intending to suppress all of them with a single blow.

He only had one son, and he died at the hands of these people. How could he accept that?

As cultivators progress further in their cultivation, it becomes increasingly difficult for them to have offspring, especially at their current age, where it is almost impossible for them to have more children.

Even if she gives birth, there's no guarantee it will be a son.

He wanted to humiliate all these people to death, to make them die alongside his son.

Ah Sheng angrily stepped forward, holding a spiked club in his hand, and shouted loudly, "Sister, Ah Sheng will protect you."

He forcefully raised the spiked club in his hand and struck upwards, sending an invisible wave of energy arcing towards the powerful figure above.

Zhong Ran and the other two also stepped forward. She said to Lou Ying, "Lou Ying, please protect them for me."

As she spoke, she reached Ah Sheng's side and unleashed several fist imprints upwards, which merged together and slammed fiercely into the old man's large handprint.

Mu Jinning and Zhong Yan were no exception, and they both launched their attacks upwards.

The old man was surprised that they were unaffected by his pressure, and when they shattered his hand seals, he exclaimed in astonishment.

"Who are you?"

The four young people, whose cultivation levels were indistinguishable, managed to disperse his attack by working together.

Who exactly are these young people?

Suddenly, several figures flashed through his mind, and his expression changed.

"Elder Wang, no matter who they are, they are the culprits who killed your son."

The man standing next to him harbored deep resentment towards Zhong Ran and the others. He had never been so disheveled before; one of his arms was now useless, and it would take a lot of time and effort to recover.

Therefore, when he saw Elder Wang's somewhat relaxed expression, he deliberately brought up the death of his son.

Sure enough, Elder Wang banished the names that had suddenly popped into his mind.

No matter who they are, if they dare to kill his son, they will all die.

"If everyone lends me a hand and helps me to kill these murderers, I will reward you handsomely."

He gave a low shout to the powerful figure beside him, and once again mobilized the surrounding spiritual energy. An even more powerful, seemingly overwhelming, giant handprint pressed down on Zhong Ran and the other three.

Zhong Ran turned around and saw that Lou Ying had already protected everyone and retreated dozens of feet away, but had not completely left, probably because she was worried about the safety of the four of them.

Without any further hesitation, she leaped forward and unleashed a series of powerful punches.

Zhong Yan and Mu Jinning also leaped into the air at the same time, launching attacks from different directions and angles.

Ah Sheng couldn't fly, and he was extremely anxious. He roared, "If you're so capable, come down and fight me!"

"You brats, I'll grant your wish."

One of them snorted coldly, unleashing his aura, and together with the other two, they quickly suppressed Zhong Ran and the other two who had been flying up.

Despite the deliberate suppression by two powerful experts at the Integration Realm, and the fact that the three of them were unable to use their trump cards for a time, they were actually suppressed.

Zhong Yan's expression changed. He glanced at Zhong Ran and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Sister, you and your senior brother take Asheng away. Leave this to me."

"Since they all want to die, then I'll grant their wish."

"Xiao Yan!" Mu Jinning disagreed; they weren't at that stage yet.

They had even fought against the giant ferocious beasts before. Although it wasn't the four of them who suppressed them, it was the collaboration of all the geniuses, the help of thunder, and the enhancement of divine artifacts that allowed them to succeed.

But at least it shows that they still have a lot of untapped potential, and they still have trump cards to play. He doesn't need to use the power of devouring.

"Don't worry, senior brother. I know what I'm doing. I just wanted to test how powerful my supernatural abilities really are."

Zhong Yan chuckled softly: "They are not worth me using my trump card on."

As he spoke, he formed a hand seal, his aura surged, and a black and white stone tablet rose up behind him.

As the stone tablet emerged, a terrifying aura enveloped the surrounding area.

The purple-robed elder's large handprint seemed to have sunk into a quagmire, and he couldn't push it down no matter what.

A terrifying crisis loomed over him, sending chills down his spine.

Having cultivated to their level, how long has it been since they felt any danger?

But today, he actually felt it in a young boy.

Not only him, but also the people behind him and the crowd that had rushed over to watch from a distance all retreated quickly.

Unfortunately, they all seemed to be stuck in a quagmire, unable to move forward or backward.

"A domain! It's actually a domain!" A terrified voice rang out, "Who exactly is he? Why can his domain affect us?"

Under normal circumstances, even geniuses who have cultivated beyond their own realm can only use this technique within the same realm or within a realm lower than their own for optimal effect.

Many of the cultivators here are far beyond Zhong Yan's level, reaching a height that is unattainable for them.

But at this moment, they all felt a terrifying pressure emanating from that stone tablet.

This was a strange experience I had never had before.

The stone tablet rose higher and higher, transforming into a gigantic stone tablet that covered an area of ​​dozens of miles in radius.

"Young master, we have no grudge against you, please spare us!" A cultivator who was watching the commotion cried out, his face pale.