Chen Zheng raised his right palm. A streak of black light emerged, instantly enveloping the entire ancestral mansion, followed by a muffled THUMP!

Something inside the ancestral mansion had exploded!

"Hahaha! We've finally succeeded! We've finally been liberated!"

"That little beast Chen Zheng is dead! We're finally free! Chen Zheng, you little beast, you've doomed us, and now we're going to kill you!"

"We're going to wipe out your entire line!"

Dozens of ferocious figures emerged from the spreading black fog.

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

In the blink of an eye, the ferocious monsters pounced on Chen Zheng, tearing and biting.

"Chen Lin! Run!" the purple-robed cultivator roared.

"Huh?" Chen Lin blinked, confused.

"Lin, don't you want to save your parents? Run!" the purple-robed cultivator shouted again, his voice filled with urgency.

"Ah? Oh!" Chen Lin snapped out of her daze and immediately turned to run.

WHOOSH! Seeing this, the dozens of ferocious monsters immediately gave chase.

"Chen Lin!"

The purple-robed cultivator, the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in blue, and the middle-aged man in red all burst into action at the same time. But they were still a step too slow—in a single clash, the monsters devoured them whole.

"Damn it!"

"We've been tricked!"

"That scourge, Chen Zheng!"

The remaining villagers screamed in horror.

Just then, a cold sneer rang out as the villagers' gazes instantly converged on Chen Zheng. He was holding a stele.

"The stele! Chen Zheng's stele! He's going to destroy the Chen Family's ancestral mansion! Stop him!" the purple-robed cultivator growled.

"Block him! Stop him at all costs!"

"We can't let him destroy the ancestral mansion!"

"We must block him, even if it costs us our lives!"

The villagers snapped to their senses, their eyes all fixed on Chen Zheng.

"Hehe! Hehehe! Chen Zheng, you little beast, you won't be leaving here alive today! You want to destroy the Chen Family's ancestral mansion? Heh, you've miscalculated. You can't destroy it! The mansion's restrictive wards have incredibly strong defensive and offensive power. You absolutely cannot break through them unless you are a Divine Soul Ancestor!" one of the monsters cackled.

"CACKLE! CACKLE! Chen Zheng, you are doomed! There's no doubt you'll die!"

"Kill that traitor, Chen Zheng!"

Dozens of ferocious monsters sneered ominously, surrounding Chen Zheng. They bared their fangs and brandished their claws, poised to launch a fatal attack at any moment.

"The reason you evil spirits have been trapped in the Chen Family's ancestral grave is because of this stele, right?" Chen Zheng glanced at the ferocious monsters and shook his head slightly. "You are simply incapable of activating the stele, nor can you awaken it. You can't even invoke a single trace of its power."

Huh?

The villagers were stunned.

"You understand formations?"

"Who are you?"

"We can't activate the stele. Are you saying you can?" a few of the ferocious monsters asked, their brows furrowed.

"The one who set up this ancestral grave was not a direct descendant of the Chen Family, but a member of a collateral branch. However, their cultivation aptitude was just as high, which is why they were able to achieve the Nascent Soul Stage in just a few hundred years. If anyone else had arranged the ancestral mansion, perhaps they truly couldn't have trapped you evil spirits. However, this stele is an Immortal-grade tool. Combined with my methods, you evil spirits are destined to become nothing more than fodder," Chen Zheng said indifferently. He raised his right arm and pressed it lightly toward the empty space before him.

CRACK!

RUSTLE!

The ancestral mansion's catacombs shook. With a casual gesture, Chen Zheng erased the runes that had sealed it.

HUM!

The next second, the catacombs trembled, and ancient, mysterious fluctuations emanated from within.

CRACKLE!

Then, in a flash, a massive figure appeared before their eyes.

"AWOO!"

The colossal figure roared.

BOOM!

A terrifyingly malevolent aura was unleashed.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!

All the villagers inside the ancestral mansion suddenly dropped to their knees.

"Oh my God!"

"What... what is that monster!"

"It looks like a Dragon Corpse! Is there really a Dragon Corpse buried in the Chen Family's ancestral grave?"

"It looks... it looks like the corpse of a True Dragon! I remember the last time I saw this Dragon Corpse, its body was all shriveled up!"

Fear, dread, and tremors swept through the panicked villagers.

"A Dragon Corpse? Hmph!"

At that moment, Chen Zheng raised his right hand and plucked at the air. A pearl shot out from the depths of the catacombs and landed in his palm. As soon as it appeared, a horrifying aura swept out in all directions.

"What is that?"

"How terrifying!"

"That pearl is even more formidable than the stele!"

The crowd inside the ancestral mansion was stunned, instinctively retreating again and again.

"The Dragon Bone Pearl!"

"It's that treasure!"

The purple-robed cultivator, the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in blue, and the late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in red all stared intently at the pearl.

"The Dragon Bone Pearl? What's that?" the villagers asked in astonishment.

"Where did you get this thing?" the purple-robed cultivator roared.

WHOOSH!

Chen Zheng toyed with the Dragon Bone Pearl for a moment before it suddenly flashed and shot directly into his body.

WHOOSH!

Instantly, dragon-shaped totems materialized on his skin.

"This is... the manifestation of the Chen Family's ancestral spirits!" A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator in blue.

ROAR!

The Dragon Bone Pearl burst out of Chen Zheng's body and hovered in mid-air.

ROAR!

Another dragon's cry echoed.

WHOOSH! Above the ancestral tombs, a colossal phantom materialized, taking the form of a flood dragon that was tens of thousands of feet long.

"ROAR!" The flood dragon roared at Chen Zheng, baring its fangs in fury.

WHOOSH! A streak of purple sword light flashed from between Chen Zheng's brows.

BOOM! BOOM!

The ancestral mansion shook violently.

"Ah!"

Inside the mansion, the dozens of ferocious monsters wailed miserably.

"Chen Zheng, you're courting death!"

"Damn it! You mongrel, how dare you harm the clan elders!"

"Suppress him!" the ferocious monsters shrieked.

However, they could neither approach Chen Zheng nor use any of their techniques.

"Chen Zheng, we curse you to eternal torment in purgatory!"

"You will face retribution!"

"May you die a horrible death!" the ferocious monsters howled.

"Heh." Chen Zheng just smiled nonchalantly.

WHOOSH!

Suddenly, the thousand-meter-long flood dragon phantom dove down and devoured the dozens of ferocious monsters in a single gulp.

CRUNCH!

CRUNCH!

The bodies of the dozens of ferocious monsters instantly disintegrated.

"AHH—"

"Spare me, please spare me! I'm willing to surrender!"

"Young Master Chen, I'm willing to submit!"

"Chen Zheng, I was wrong! I won't dare to strike at the Chen Family again! I just want to escape this prison!"

Amidst their agonized howls, the ferocious monsters began to surrender one by one.

But it was useless.

The moment they began to beg for mercy, the thousand-meter-long flood dragon phantom devoured them completely.

"Chen Zheng! You... you actually killed them! How dare you! Do you know what the consequences of killing them will be?" the purple-robed cultivator exclaimed, his eyes wide.

"Just making an example of them," Chen Zheng murmured, reaching a hand toward the ancestral shrine. In an instant, the skeletons of his ancestors flew out from the shrine and hovered in mid-air.

WHOOSH!

WHOOSH!

As the skeletons landed, they eerily fused together, forming gleaming golden coffins.

"Chen Zheng, you're insane! You actually plan to use these corpses to suppress those evil spirits! Hahaha! Hahaha! You bastard, you've finally shown your true colors! Not only do you want to kill the evil spirits, but you also intend to destroy our Chen Family's ancestral tombs! Chen Zheng, you have no conscience! You're nothing but a beast!" the purple-robed cultivator laughed ferociously.

"Chen Zheng, no matter what you do, your Chen Family ancestors can never be revived! Although your ancestors were once cultivators, they have long since perished! To use the bones of your own ancestors to suppress these evil spirits... that is your sin! Haha! You brat, you beast, you will be reviled for this! Even the Chen Family ancestors, if they knew from beyond the grave, would be furious! Haha! Hahaha!"

At this, the other two Nascent Soul Stage cultivators also burst into maniacal laughter.

"You three, and the other old fossils, will all accompany them in death."

Chen Zheng took a step forward. From within the golden coffins floating in the air, hundreds of skeletons simultaneously opened their eyes. A monstrous, baleful aura surged out, spreading in all directions and instantly enveloping the entire Chen Family Ancestral Estate.

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