"Father, what should we do?"
"Patriarch, you must come up with a plan quickly!"
"It's over, everything is over!"
Shen Ling's son, also Shen Tianqi's father, watched in horror as his uncles scattered, only to be relentlessly pursued and devoured by an invisible, eerie force. They collapsed to the ground, turning into empty husks.
The scene before them defied any scholarly explanation.
Even a cursed Pet Beast would exhibit spiritual fluctuations, but this silent attack had felled over twenty Shen Clan members in succession, each a pillar in their respective fields. It was too bizarre!
Even if they survived this strange event, without this group of core members, the Shen Family would be critically weakened, facing a desperate struggle to recover.
"Escape!"
Shen Ling took a deep breath, commanding the Red Cloud Eagle to ascend higher, fleeing the Shen Family grounds as if escaping a cataclysm.
