Transform into ancestral tablets and create a supreme immortal clan.

Before he finished speaking, ripples silently spread across the space about a foot in front of him.

A semi-transparent finger, seemingly formed from countless tiny runes, appeared out of thin air and gently touched his Moon Wheel magic weapon.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only a soft "crack" sound, like glass shattering.

Qin Wuwang's treasured and refined high-grade defensive magic weapon, "Frosty Moon Wheel," was disintegrated from within by an invisible force the moment that illusory finger touched it.

In an instant, its brilliance dimmed, its surface became covered with cracks, it lost all its spirituality, and it plummeted downwards!

"Pfft—!" With the magic weapon destroyed and his mind and body connected, Qin Wuwang suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes filled with horror and disbelief.

After the illusory finger pierced through the Cold Moon Wheel, it did not dissipate, but its momentum weakened slightly, still pointing towards his brow.

The speed seemed slow, but it blocked all the space around him to dodge, and an invisible force field pressed down, making even this Golden Core cultivator feel that his spiritual energy flow was obstructed and his movements were difficult.

"Senior, spare my life!" At the critical moment of life and death, Qin Wuwang could no longer care about his dignity and begged for mercy in a hoarse voice, while frantically activating the golden core in his body and all his protective techniques.

The Foundation Establishment disciples of Wangyue Palace behind him, along with Cao Li, were already terrified by the sudden and terrifying attack, unable to move.

Just as the finger was about to touch Qin Wuwang's brow, its sharp aura already causing him excruciating pain, the finger suddenly stopped, then transformed into streaks of light and vanished without a trace.

Only a faint red fingerprint, resembling a rune, remained between Qin Wuwang's eyebrows, slightly warm to the touch.

A detached yet authoritative voice resounded directly within the souls of Qin Wuwang and Cao Li beside him.

"Wangyue Palace? The Cao family? This is a warning."

If they dare to covet the Shen family again, whichever hand they extend, we will cut off.

"If anyone dares to harm even a single blade of grass or tree belonging to the Shen family, may my entire clan be wiped out and my lineage exterminated. Do not say you were not warned."

As the sound dissipated, the terrifying pressure that enveloped the heavens and earth also vanished.

Qin Wuwang was drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water, and collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

His gaze toward the Shen family's ancestral home was filled with boundless fear.

With just a single finger strike from a distance, he destroyed his most prized defensive magic weapon and almost killed him on the spot!

If the other party wanted to take his life, it would probably only take a single thought.

What exactly is located in this ancestral land of the Shen family?

What exactly is his cultivation level?

A Nascent Soul stage monster? Or...?

He dared not think any further.

No matter how he guessed, he never expected that this was a powerful Xuan-level top-grade secret technique.

He never imagined that if Shen Xiao hadn't wanted to avoid confronting the Nascent Soul stage monster of Wangyue Palace too soon, he would have already lost his life here today.

Cao Li was ashen-faced, her legs were weak, and she could barely stand.

He finally understood what a terrifying existence the Cao family was facing, and how laughable all his previous schemes were in the face of absolute power.

"Go! Leave Beipan Mountain immediately! Return to the sect!" Qin Wuwang struggled to get up, his voice hoarse and urgent.

He didn't even bother to pick up the broken Cold Moon Wheel that had fallen to the ground. He hurriedly led his disciples on a flight path and fled without looking back, not daring to linger for even a moment.

Cao Li stared in the direction they had disappeared, then looked at the Shen family's ancestral land, his face drained of color, utterly dejected.

He knew that the Cao family... was truly going to completely withdraw from the stage of Beipanshan, with no possibility of ever returning.

In the face of absolute power, all schemes and tricks are futile.

Inside the cave in Chuyun Valley, Shen Xiao slowly withdrew his finger, his expression calm.

He deliberately controlled the power of that finger strike, mainly to intimidate and warn, while also leaving a hidden "calamity mark" on Qin Wuwang.

This seal is connected to his mind and spirit. In a short time, this seal will draw in the calamity energy from the darkness, amplify his delusions, generate inner demons, and devour the light of his consciousness.

This person won't live much longer!

"The might of our ancestors!" Although Shen Shichu, who had been waiting outside the cave, did not see the specific process, he could feel the terrifying aura that had flashed by and made his soul tremble.

Upon hearing the faint spiritual energy fluctuations emanating from afar, he immediately realized that his ancestor had already punished the invading enemy. Overwhelmed with excitement, he bowed deeply in reverence.

Shen Xiao's voice came out: "The villains have retreated, but we must not be careless."

Quickly place the Five Elements Spirit Locking Talisman to stabilize the spirit tree and repair the formation as soon as possible.

The family's defense and countermeasures arrangements are being expedited according to Mu Bai's strategy.

Tell Mu Bai and Wen Yuan that the 'teeth' can be sharpened further.

In addition, check within the clan, especially among the disciples and servants who have access to the core formation and the spirit tree, for any abnormalities.

The Cao family may have more than one hidden scheme.

"I will obey the decree of our ancestors!" Shen Shichu's spirits lifted, and he accepted the order and left.

This incident has further united the Shen family, and their reverence and worship for their ancestor Shen Xiao have reached new heights.

Shen Mubai's "luring the snake out of its hole" and reinforcement plan were able to be implemented more quickly and thoroughly.

Throughout the cultivation world of Southern Chu, the news that the Shen family had a mysterious and powerful figure in charge and should not be trifled with spread quietly among certain levels of the cultivation world, following the disheveled return of Qin Wuwang, a Golden Core cultivator from Wangyue Palace, and the complete silence of the Cao family.

This has sparked much speculation and apprehension.

Even the higher-ups at Qixing Mountain, who were already itching to make a move, wisely stopped themselves.

The Shen family finally gained a hard-won respite and opportunity to develop, and began to quietly accumulate strength and hone their claws.

Shen Xiao knew that temporary intimidation could only bring temporary peace, and the real storm might be yet to come.

Only by continuously strengthening oneself and one's family can one truly gain a foothold in this cruel world of cultivation.

Meanwhile, in a cave on the back mountain of Yuheng Peak in Qixing Mountain, Nanshan Yu was also at a crucial moment in his study of incantations.

Inside the secret chamber, the eerie runes drawn with special beast blood were emitting a faint, unsettling, dark glow, writhing slightly like living things.

The air was filled with a cold, deathly stillness, yet also concealing a violent resentment.

Nanshan Yu opened his palm, and in the center of his palm, a gray-black mist, seemingly real yet illusory, constantly twisting and changing, slowly rotated. Deep within the mist, countless tiny, pained faces could be vaguely seen flashing by, emitting silent shrieks.

"Netherworld Soul Gathering Spell!"

This is a unique secret incantation that he spent nearly a year developing, combining several ancient spells recorded in the fragments of the "Netherworld Spellbook," using his body, which had been modified by the power of the Netherworld, as a foundation, and supplementing it with the special sensitivity to "life and death" and "remnant soul" brought about by the "Impure Earth Reincarnation" supernatural power.

This spell does not directly kill the physical body, but it can vibrate the power of the netherworld at a special frequency, attracting the remnants and obsessions of the dead buried in the earth's veins, remaining on ancient battlefields, or wandering in fierce places within a certain range.

These lingering remnants of souls, though lacking complete consciousness, carry with them extreme negative emotions such as fear, pain, and resentment at the moment of death, as well as a trace of chaotic soul power.

Then, under the influence of the incantation, it directly corrodes the target's spiritual consciousness.

Once this technique is unleashed, there is no way to avoid it; even magical artifacts designed to defend against attacks on the soul will be rendered useless.

This is the most bizarre and insidious aspect of this ancient spell.