"Third Master, I have to say, your information is far too outdated," Qin Shaofeng said with a faint, mocking smile.
The look in his eyes immediately turned vicious and sinister.
"No need to waste words with them. These dead slaves' cultivation has already been suppressed to the early Realm Master stage. Attack together and take them all down," Qin Shaofeng ordered again.
"Yes!"
The Four Great Ghost Corpse Emperors accepted the order and moved at once.
While Shen Xinhai was still stunned, three anxious voices rang out behind him. "Shen Family Head, this is a life-or-death moment. Bring out every bit of strength your Shen Family has. We'll strike together as well."
"Ah? Alright."
Shen Xinhai looked meek and submissive.
Yet he had been able to make the Shen Family the sole hegemonic power among the lineages of the Vast Continent, and not only preserve it under his leadership, but make it grow ever stronger.
As its Family Head, he was far from meek and submissive. Instead, he possessed great wisdom and deep schemes.
A true smiling tiger.
The moment he recovered from his daze, he let out a thunderous shout.
The resounding cry instantly spread throughout the entire Space Shen Family.
Responses rose one after another.
In the blink of an eye.
Several dozen people, each radiating at least the aura of Heavenly Dao Peak cultivation, appeared above the courtyard.
Was this the Shen Family's hidden strength?
Qin Shaofeng did not raise his head, yet his divine sense spread out and clearly saw these sudden arrivals.
There were forty-seven of them in all.
Forty-six were at Heavenly Dao Peak, while one was an early Realm Master expert.
Such strength was indeed far from weak.
But on a battlefield like this one, it did not appear particularly dazzling.
In fact,