Unfortunately, he was wrong.

Blood-red magic gradually covered his entire body. With a wave of his arm, Shang Yanting sent all four of them flying.

With just one move, none of the four could withstand it.

"You've started practicing demonic cultivation!"

Shang Zhenyun felt that the terrifying strength of the opposing side was unbelievable.

Chief Song, who also realized the vast difference in strength, secretly thought things were going badly.

So what if Shang Yanting's foundation was destroyed before? Such a genius has reached such great strength in such a short time.

If Shang Zhenyun had put in more effort and hadn't gone to such extremes, the business world wouldn't be in this state now.

Think about how prosperous the business world was when Shang Yanting was alive; how miserable it is for businesses now.

He couldn't help but blame Shang Zhenyun for being short-sighted.

Of the four, the most powerful, Shang Zhenyun, is only at the late stage of Martial Spirit, while Clan Chief Song is at the mid-stage of Martial Spirit.

The difficulty of advancing from Martial Spirit to Martial Grandmaster is so great that many people are stuck at this level their entire lives.

A half-step distance makes all the difference.

Even a hundred late-stage Martial Spirit cultivators couldn't defeat a single early-stage Martial Grandmaster cultivator.

It was a complete rout!

Seeing that the situation was getting out of hand, the clan chief Song begged for mercy, "Yan Ting, I'm your uncle who watched you grow up! I knew nothing about the infighting in your business empire. For the sake of our years of friendship, please let your uncle and Yu'er go, okay?"

He nudged Song Yu'er, who was hiding behind him, and said, "We can discuss your marriage with Yu'er again in the future! I don't need the high-grade spirit stones anymore, I'll give them all to you. In addition, I'm willing to use the power of the entire clan to help you secure your position as the head of the Shang family and become the leader of the eight great families!"

So what if they're demonic cultivators?

He's skilled in both magic and martial arts!

Such a terrifying genius—wouldn't choosing him be better than marrying your daughter to Shang Jiuming?!

Song Yu'er lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze.

She once harbored deep affection for Shang Yanting, but he ignored her. After Shang Yanting was deposed, she not only joined Shang Moyun in humiliating him, but also secretly sent people to torment him.

Shang Yanting looked down at the middle-aged man who was bowing his head and trying to please him, and then slapped him.

The surging magic quickly shattered the Song clan chief's internal organs, and Song Yu'er, who was next to him, also died in the blast. Her wide eyes were filled with unease and fear.

Only Shang Zhenyun and Shang Jiuming remain.

"Are you really going to kill me?"

“I am your biological grandfather. Think about who raised you from childhood, who carefully nurtured you, and who gave you everything you had twenty years ago!”

"Everything I do is for the business, for everyone in the business. If necessary, not only you, your parents, but even myself can be sacrificed for the business."

"Was I wrong? I wasn't wrong!"

Shang Zhenyun gradually became hysterical, attempting to shift all the blame onto Shang Yanting, stirring up his memories and sense of guilt.

Shang Jiuming was quietly retreating, trying to escape.

With a flick of his arm, Shang Yanting slammed Shang Jiuming to the ground, palm down. Without any technique, his magic alone was enough to damage Shang Jiuming's internal organs.

"You, you!"

Shang Zhenyun watched as Shang Jiuming died before his eyes, his lips trembling slightly.

"Even if you kill Shang Jiuming and me, even if you become the new head of the Shang family, will you have the face to face the ancestors of the Shang family after you die?"

With strength, you can trample all those who were once high and mighty under your feet.

The person he once admired now appears as weak and despicable as an ant beneath his feet. He attempts to use the kinship and family ties that he once valued highly but are now worthless as a threat.

Looking at Shang Zhenyun's current state, Shang Yanting felt that his past respect for him was utterly ridiculous.

"Why should I face them? You should go down and join them right now. When the time comes, Chief Shang should properly repent before your ancestors for how you ruined the Shang family's centuries-old foundation."

The cruelest way to take revenge on someone is to destroy what is most important to them.

Everything he cared about had been destroyed, so why should he care about others now?

abuse!

The once high and mighty clan chief, now in his seventies or eighties, acted like a shrew, spewing vicious curses.

"You're just like your damned mother; I should have killed you in your infancy!"

"You are a wicked demon who deserves to be condemned by both heaven and man!"

"My business has no descendants like you!"

"You'll die a horrible death..."

Shang Yanting used the Myriad Demon Seal on him.

Countless evil spirits emerged from the black mist, transforming into various human faces to tightly envelop him.

These evil spirits will become the people he fears most.

The heads of Shang Zhenyun's ancestors and Shang Yanting's parents appeared around him, tearing at his body. Shang Zhenyun's curses turned into screams, and he was reduced to a pile of bones as he was devoured by the ghosts.

So what if I die a horrible death?

So what if both Heaven and man condemn it?

Rather than becoming a saint or a Buddha, he would rather turn the entire Aotian Continent into hell.

Shang Yanting's black hair moved without wind, and he slowly rose into the air, floating in the center of the cave.

The ruins shook violently and began to collapse. The magical beasts on the fifth, sixth, and seventh floors fled in panic, and many of the magical beasts that did not escape were buried underground.

A crack was torn open in the ground!

As his body rose, magic surged within Shang Yanting's body, disrupting the delicate balance between magic and spiritual energy.

Shang Yanting continued to use his magic without restraint, launching a counterattack against the already chaotic spiritual energy. His pure black eyes began to turn red, until they became crimson.

Blood flowed from his eyelids, and everything went dark.

He went blind.

On the other side

All the merchants' children were waiting outside for the clan leader and young master to return. Seeing such a commotion, they assumed that the two had encountered some extraordinary adventure below.

They eagerly awaited their arrival.

As the figure below slowly rose, someone exclaimed in surprise, "They're here!"

Then... they were met with the god of death!

Blindness could not stop a powerful demon from slaughtering his enemies.

The merchants went from anticipation to fear, wanting to escape, only to despairingly discover that there was nowhere to run.

Corpses lay strewn across the fields, and blood flowed like rivers.

The merchants were all wiped out!

The people of Shangmou City listened to the wails emanating from the City Lord's Mansion all night. No one dared to approach the mansion; even from a great distance, the stench of blood permeated the air.

Many people packed their belongings and tried to escape overnight, but the guards at the city gates had already died, and the gates were firmly locked.

Shang Yanting is going to turn the entire Shangmou City into a hell, and it's almost their turn!

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[Hello, mission taker. Your soul has completed its recovery. Please prepare to awaken!]

[Hello, mission taker. Your soul has completed its recovery. Please prepare to awaken!]

[Hello, mission taker. Your soul has completed its recovery. Please prepare to awaken!]

When Jia Xitong counted to the 121st big loop she had swum, she heard the system's particularly anxious voice.

She was taken aback at first, because according to her calculations, she would need to swim at least 300 laps before the time was up.

Before she could think it through, she was pushed away by a strong force, and her field of vision opened up instantly.

He stood atop an extremely high city tower, with a noisy crowd below.

Soon, she realized that it wasn't her standing on the city wall, but Shang Yanting.

Why is he standing so high?

Never mind, she closed her eyes, sensed the raccoon's location, and decided to possess him immediately to give him a surprise.

Hehe~