Hand It Over!

"I do."

At the same time as speaking.

This powerful member of the Shen Clan even began to cooperate willingly.

This resonance from the depths of one's bloodline seems genuine, and the feeling of blood ties stronger than water emanating from the golden figure before one's eyes is also real.

The progenitor needed me, and now I must do my utmost!

Brush!

Accompanied by the withdrawal of blood vessels.

The body of this powerful member of the Shen Clan trembled uncontrollably.

The intense feeling of detachment brings a sharp, tingling sensation.

But this didn't elicit a single word from the powerful member of the Shen Clan.

This was a microcosm of the many powerful members of the Shen Clan present.

Swish swish swish!

Strands of blood were being drawn out.

On the plaza, countless powerful members of the Shen Clan trembled violently, and their auras began to plummet.

"Foolish, foolish!"

Feeling this way, Shen Zhili shook his head inwardly.

"Fortunately, it seems that even the Liu Clan cannot force someone to do something against their will."

Shen Zhili suddenly thought of something.

If that weren't the case, why go to all this trouble?

At this moment.

In Lu Changzhi's field of vision.

A dazzling ray of light enveloped Shen Zhili.

"Give it to me!"

A voice rang out.

Shen Zhili's eyes widened suddenly, and his expression changed drastically.

Damn it!

Shen Zhili cursed out loud.

I had just breathed a sigh of relief when they launched a sneak attack?!

You're not a human being!

At this moment.

Liu Duanyuan's voice rang out:

Don't panic, just bear with it and it will pass.

As the sound arrived, a vast aura descended, like a myriad of stars pressing down on Shen Zhili's body and soul.

Instantly, Shen Zhili's breathing became still.

Shen Zhili was filled with anger and resentment.

"Damn the Liu Clan, they really don't keep their word!"

You've already gone this far, yet you still won't let yourself off the hook!

The intense feeling of being pulled out, as if the inside of the body is being hollowed out.

Shen Zhili was furious, but he was helpless under Liu Duanyuan's suppression.

Blood vessels are constantly disappearing from his body.

Under Shen Zhili's desperate gaze.

The abundant blood flowed like clouds swept away by the wind.

It was completely empty.

It seems as if it never existed, yet traces of its presence remain.

"It's all gone, not a single bit left!"

Seeing this, Shen Zhili was suddenly overwhelmed with grief and indignation.

The Shen Clan is utterly ruined!

At the same time.

On the square.

The collection of bloodlines is also coming to an end.

The effects of having one's blood vessels drained are far greater than those of having one's body hollowed out.

At this moment, it was clearly perceptible that the auras of 90% of the Shen Clan's powerful members on the plaza had weakened.

This is the situation.

This also attracted the attention of the Shen Clan group members surrounding the square.

Countless eyes were fixed intently on every part of the square.

"It's been going on for so long, where exactly will the Ancestor appear?"

"It seems that Bloodline Resonance is no easy feat. Even a powerful figure like Third Uncle has been exhausted to this extent. Add to that the others, and the extent of this is truly astonishing."

"Yes, otherwise why would it only be used when the clan is in crisis? The price to do so is simply too high."

While paying attention, people also engaged in discussion.

However, as time passed little by little...

Gradually, people began to realize that something was wrong.

"Everyone's doing this, why is there still no movement at all?"

"Could it be fake?"

"What's going on? Why is there still no movement? Has something gone wrong?"

Amidst widespread suspicion...

The light in the square had completely disappeared.

"Next time you make me wipe your butt, you'd better watch out for your own butt!"

The system voice sounded, carrying a somewhat fierce tone.

"Brother, Tongtong know I was wrong."

Their voices were Tongtong weak.

"Take it."

The sound faded, and then the light returned to Xiao Ye's body.

"Finally finished."

Lu Changzhi glanced at everyone's tasks and spoke softly.

"Doing a mission in the middle of the night is really inappropriate."

Shaking his head, Lu Changzhi said to Xiao Ye:

"They're gone."

After saying that, he immediately External Avatar to the system, and his figure disappeared from the spot.

Xiao Ye nodded and thanked Liu Duanyuan.

"Thank you for your help, senior."

It's alright.

Liu Duanyuan smiled as he looked at Xiao Ye:

It was nothing at all.

After exchanging a few more polite words, Xiao Ye left with Shen Wenxi.

The departure of the group went unnoticed by the people in the square and the surrounding area.

At this moment, there was no response for a long time.

Many members of the tribe are now filled with doubt.

"Elder Chief, what exactly is going on?"

Someone shouted, immediately drawing countless eyes to Shen Zhili.

Shen Zhili did not respond.

To try and negotiate with a tiger for its skin is tantamount to self-harm!

He immediately took out a jade talisman and activated it.

Brush.

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Shen Zhili's figure disappeared from the field.

Bang!

Another place in the Shen Clan.

Shen Zhili crashed solidly into a protective array.

Damn it!

Shen Zhili's face immediately turned ugly.

This barrier can only be entered by those with the bloodline of the Shen Clan.

"What exactly is the method they're using?!"

While feeling resentful, Shen Zhili also felt a chill run down his spine.

The method of separating bloodlines so cleanly is simply unheard of!

Shen Zhili.

Liu Duanyuan's voice suddenly rang out.

Shen Zhili turned around abruptly, looking at Liu Duanyuan.

Then Liu Duanyuan appeared, looking at him, and said helplessly:

I know you might feel resentful.

But ultimately, it was all for you.

As he spoke, Liu Duanyuan slowly raised his fist.

His fist was slightly clenched, and there seemed to be blood inside, with a bloody light shining through the gaps between his fingers.

What do you mean?

Shen Zhili narrowed his eyes as he looked at the fist.

You should know that.

Liu Duanyuan looked at Shen Zhili:

"With this wager in place, and my Liu Clan bearing witness, the Shen Clan will find it impossible to survive."

"The plan I just devised was merely a covert maneuver, giving you an opportunity."

"But you must swear by the Heavenly Dao that you will never blame the Liu Clan for these things, nor will you harm anyone from the Liu Clan!"

Upon hearing these words...

Shen Zhili looked up and stared at Liu Duanyuan.

A thought flashed through my mind:

"Really?"

"Take a look."

Liu Duanyuan spoke again, opening his palm at the same time.

Brush.

A flash of blood accompanied it.

In the palm of his hand, something appeared before Shen Zhili's eyes.

It is about the size of a palm and contains strangely shaped patterns. Suddenly it starts to rotate, and in an instant the patterns seem to sink into the palm, turning into a channel that extends and blocks all directions.

"Not good!"

Shen Zhili was suddenly startled.

Bang!

Before it could escape the pull of this scene.

A seemingly unadorned hammer sliced through the air and gently struck his body.

This hammer blow, seemingly light and effortless, fell without a thud, as if it were blocked by the body and stopped abruptly, unable to move forward.

However, in the next instant, the armor on Shen Zhili's clothes exploded.

Immediately afterwards, visible cracks spread rapidly across Shen Zhili's body, crisscrossing in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, except for his head which was floating alone, Shen Zhili's body turned into chunks of flesh.