Although everyone could see that Shen Chengyi had come with ill intent today,
these earth-shattering wild words still shattered everyone's bottom line.
This was no longer merely a power struggle between the Adopted Son Faction and the Bloodline Descendant Faction.
It was more like Shen Chengyi had completely torn off all pretense and broken with the entire Shen family!
At this, not only Shen Chenglie, Shen Yufeng, and Shen Yuhe were dumbstruck.
Even Shen Yuanbao's temples bulged with crisscrossing veins.
Like three to five furious dragons, ready to shoot out from the depths of his brain.
Meng Chao heard the faint sound of raging waves crashing against the shore coming from within Shen Yuanbao's body.
It was the roar produced by the convergence of his blood and Spiritual Energy.
Shen Yuanbao's rage surged wildly in a manner visible to the naked eye.
It nearly burned a hole through the resplendent golden dome of this towering, palace-like grand Council Hall.
After making the dome hum and tremble, the Spirit Flame poured down upon Shen Chengyi like lava falling from the heavens.
However, Shen Chengyi was also a fierce man who had charged in and out of the Sea of Corpses and Blood seven times.
Even in the face of a Doomsday Beast's roar, he had never retreated half a step.
Since he had dared to tear off all pretense with the Shen family, Shen Yuanbao's towering fury meant nothing to him.
"I don't know whether my elder brother did anything to wrong the Shen family, but there is one thing I'm very curious about."
Facing the accusations of a thousand men, Shen Chengyi still wore the expression of an unyielding scoundrel as he said carelessly, "Suppose—listen carefully, I said suppose—that the Spirit-Powered Prosthetic Limbs produced by Miraculous Machinery truly share the