The father and son, Shen Yuhu and Shen Hongguang, had thought Shen Tianci's methods were earth-shaking, his divine powers boundless. Never in their wildest dreams had they expected the mysterious man's response to surpass even that.
That shadow of a Purple True Dragon seemed capable of annihilating every technique. If that man had used such a move earlier, how could the father and son possibly have survived?
Even with the Shen Family's inherited divine weapon, the God-Shattering Hook, they likely would not have lasted more than one or two exchanges before being blasted to pieces, leaving neither corpses nor bones behind.
How could this be?
Just as the two thought they still had a bitter battle ahead, they saw the dragon shadow slowly dissolve into nothingness. As for the mysterious assailant and the Ox-Head God and Horse-Face Ghost he had brought as reinforcements, they had already vanished without a trace, not even leaving behind a wisp of aura.
The sky was clear and the sun shone bright, with light clouds drifting on a gentle breeze. Had the Shen Family's protective Turtle Shell Energy Shield not still hung below like an inverted jade bowl, and had the bloodthirsty, resentful air not lingered in every direction around Jinling City, the two would almost have believed everything just now had been an illusion.
For a moment, father and son stared at one another, utterly baffled. Then Shen Tianci's voice drifted into their ears.
The two finally set their minds at ease. Shen Tianci had sensed that the Shen Family was in danger, so he had driven back the enemy with a powerful move newly comprehended from the Sun God Art. He himself still needed to remain in seclusion, studying martial arts in hopes of pushing his cultivation to an entirely new realm.
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