Chapter 120: The God of Death Arrives

  "Third Master, you've finally returned."

  Housekeeper Zhang Cheng, who had been observing the situation in the front hall all along, rushed out from inside and hurried to the door.

  "Is your mother all right now? Wasn't she frightened?" Zhang Shan asked with a slight nod.

  "Madam is still in the backyard, and has not been disturbed yet. Please come in quickly, young master. I will go in to inform her immediately. Madam will surely be delighted when she knows you have returned." Zhang Cheng said with joy.

  "Not busy, I'm going to take advantage of the fact that the Shentu family hasn't received the news yet and settle things before they react. I won't be coming in for now, tell Mother about it and let her rest assured, I'll be back soon."

  Zhang Shan instructed, for safety's sake, he thought about it and still let Weizhentian out, letting it guard the front yard.

  With Weizhentian's current strength, dealing with martial artists below the 8th layer of Lingwu Realm is no problem at all, it's just that his intelligence is slightly inferior to that of ordinary people.

  But with the addition of Wei Mingda and others' support, unless it's a true martial artist from the Zhenwu realm, there won't be any problem defending the house.

  After making arrangements, Zhang Shan stepped onto the rooftop next door and sped off in the direction of the Shen family's house.

  A moment later, he appeared in front of the gate of Shentu Mansion, his divine sense opened up and enveloped the entire mansion.

  Now, even if it's just an old mouse, as long as it leaves the Shen household, it will still be within his perception.

  Then he stepped leisurely onto the threshold of the Shentu family's gate.

  "Halt! Who are you? This is the Shen Tu Mansion, and you're just wandering around as you please?"

  The two gatekeepers stepped forward and loudly stopped them.

  These two men had their noses pointing towards the sky, with an air of superiority on their faces. Their cultivation also seemed to be at the fifth level of the Qi Wu Realm.

  Zhang Shan was too lazy to bother with them, and with a flash of sword intent, he charged straight at the two men.

  The two men felt as if they had fallen into an icy pit, and fear flooded their hearts like a tidal wave, making it hard for them to breathe.

  They involuntarily stumbled backward, retreating all the way to the door before finally succumbing to the mental pressure, their bodies going limp as they fainted.

  Zhang Shan walked in, waved his sleeve, and the big gate closed quietly.

  There were several servants coming and going in the front yard, seeing this situation they wanted to shout loudly.

  Zhang Shan let out a cold hum, his sword intent stabbing straight at them. These servants were just ordinary people, and as the sword intent invaded their minds, they couldn't even make a sound before one by one they fell to the ground.

  Zhang Shan silently looked at the person who had fallen to the ground and ultimately did not strike the fatal blow.

  Although he came with the intention of exterminating the family, he did not plan to indiscriminately slaughter these ordinary servants who were not members of the Shen Tu family.

  These ordinary people were intimidated by his sword intent and estimated that they would be dizzy for more than half a day, which was enough for him to flatten the Shentu family.

  Wuji Star Luo unfolded, Zhang Shan's figure flashed across the sky like a meteor, suddenly appearing in one courtyard after another, and disappearing from the courtyard again after a moment.

  Starting from the periphery, they cleared around the vast mansion of the Shentu family. All the servants and slaves were knocked unconscious, while their masters were harvested one by one for their lives.

  With his current Zhenwu Realm strength, those Qi Wu Realm clan members from the Shentu family didn't even have time to react before they all fell dead.

  He was like a death god from hell, unstoppable and silent as a ghost.

  The most central courtyard in the Shen Tu Fu Li is the place with the strictest defense in the mansion, and many major events related to the family are discussed and decided here.

  Today, a group of direct descendants of the Shentu family are gathered in the grand hall of the courtyard, holding a secret meeting.

  The old ancestor of the Shen Tu family, Shen Tu Quan, also attended today, which shows that this is a very important meeting.

  He sat in the middle of the main hall, his eyes cast downward, half-listening to the discussions of the younger generation in the hall.

  On a large chair three feet in front of him sat the current head of the family, Shen Tui Yongding, who was presiding over the meeting.

  On both sides of the chairs were seated a group of high-ranking direct descendants of the family in order of seniority.

  "Now, we have the full support of Master Qiu Feixing from Chi Yang Peak, and it's said that Bai Geng Peak has already given up on supporting the Situ family. So, once we subdue the Situ family, Qingyang City will be ours to command."

  Shen Tu Yongding's voice echoed in the hall with a sense of satisfaction and determination.

  "Big brother, when are we going to make our move on the Situ family? Just thinking about trampling those scum from the Situ family under my feet makes me unable to wait a single moment."

  The second master, Shen Tui Yongzhen, who was sitting in the first seat on the left, slapped his palm heavily.

  "Second Brother is just impatient, the three masters at Chi Yang Peak are currently in closed-door cultivation. Once they come out, we can take action. It's just a matter of waiting for two or three more days. After all these years, it doesn't hurt to wait a few more days."

  The old man with a mustache on the first chair on the right, Shen Tui Yongping, stroked his eight-character beard and said.

  "Third brother is right, although our current strength has the upper hand, with the master of Red Sun Peak backing us up, we have a ninety percent chance of winning." The head of the household, Shen Tui Yongding, nodded in agreement.

  "However, big brother, Sheng Dong's nephew sent a message early this morning, asking us to take action against the Zhang family immediately. I still think it's a bit hasty, is Zhang Shan really dead?"

  Shen Tu Yongping changed the subject and asked Shen Tu Yongding.

  Shentu Yongzhen, who was standing beside him, chimed in: "Isn't Sheng Dong's nephew saying that the man didn't board the Lingzhou to return to the sect? And wasn't the demon thief's lair destroyed by an explosion? He must have died inside."

  Shen Tu Yongping thought for a moment: "That's right, that kid just had a stroke of luck, and by chance got the quota for the true transmission disciple. His strength is actually not comparable to other true transmissions, it's not surprising that he died in that battle."

  "Anyway, considering he's a true disciple, if you're not certain that he's really dead, it's always unwise to make a move on his family."

  Shen Tu Yong's eyes turned cold and he clenched his fists again, saying:

  "But if we don't take down the Zhang family, Sheng Dong's knot will be hard to untie, and his cultivation will stagnate, so it's better to do it sooner rather than later."

  Just then, an old god who seemed to be sleeping suddenly stood up, his eyes wide open and shining with a cold light.

  The crowd of young men in the hall saw the old ancestor's unusual behavior and were all bewildered, Shentu Yongding was also suspicious and just about to open his mouth to ask.

  But then Shentu Quan swung his large sleeve, and the large gate in the hall burst open. His voice also immediately spread out: "Who dares to come to my Shentu family to cause trouble?"

  Everyone looked out through the open hall door, but there was no one in the courtyard outside the door, and the gate of the big yard was also closed.

  Just as these people were muttering to themselves, wondering if Lao Zu had made a mistake.

  Boom!

  The entire courtyard gate suddenly turned into dust, and a person carrying a long sword walked in slowly from the outside.

  "Isn't it too late now that you've just realized?"

  Zhang Shan smiled and said, taking a step across the courtyard, appearing at the door of the conference hall.

  The young men of the Shen Tu family finally reacted and the two closest to the door suddenly let out a loud shout, then rushed towards him.

  "How dare you trespass on the sacred land of my Shentu family! You're tired of living!"

  The two voices had just fallen, their bodies still in mid-air, when they suddenly split into two halves, blood splashing everywhere, and crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

  The smell of blood suddenly filled the entire hall.

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