Tomb raiding: Today is another day I don't want to go home.

Chapter 172 World Consciousness and Dirt-Solving

Yan Huai sneered, and the next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot.

The "Master Liang," who had finally revealed his true colors, stood where Yan Huai had just been, his phoenix eyes looking ahead at a distance not far away, his tone laced with malice: "Yan Huai... should I say it's been a long time, or should I say we've finally met?"

Those eyebrows and eyes...

Yan Huai's expression shifted slightly as he gripped the demonic bead in his hand. He felt a familiar, oppressive, and hateful feeling surging through his heart, bringing back vivid images of his family and clan members dying. These scenes shattered his composure, leaving him feeling utterly absurd.

"Wang Tong, who is he to you...?"

"Aren't you the best at reading people's hearts? Why don't you try guessing?" Wang Xin subtly suppressed the restlessness within him. He glanced at Yan Huai, then at the magic bead in Yan Huai's hand, and the curve of his lips became even more radiant. "But you should also know about what happened back then. To tell you the truth, I also played a part in destroying your father's physical body!"

He lied.

Yan Huai knew very well what was going on, but his mind was out of control and he wanted to fight and kill. He loosened his grip on the magic bead and let it fall into the hot spring water at his feet.

"He can't possibly still be alive..." Neither Yan Huai nor the Yan family could allow Wang Tong to continue living. Moreover, Yan Huai had encountered Wang Tong's reincarnation, and in the end, that guy was dead beyond any doubt.

"You are just his descendant."

Yan Huai wanted to probe the bloodline concentration of the person in front of him, but for some reason, he was blocked by a force that seemed quite familiar...

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are just as pathetic and laughable as your father. Even on his deathbed, he was still trying to preach and persuade people to turn back from the wrong path. And you, after running away for more than 10,000 years, still have such naive ideas."

Upon hearing this, Yan Huai's lips curled into a self-deprecating smile, as if acknowledging the sarcasm in those words: "You do know more than I do. It seems Wang Tong tells you everything... We have nothing to reminisce about. Let's get started! Let me see how much of his shamelessness you've inherited."

Judging from the extent to which Wang Xin concealed his aura, Yan Huai would never believe that this place hadn't helped him. It seems that the world consciousness's previous assistance in completing his soul contract with Zhang Qiling in Shanxi was merely a temporary measure, and now it still has the intention of smoothing things over. In that case, let's see if this guy can withstand the final product!

Sharp dragon claws ripped through the silence, flashing a dim light in the hazy, dreamlike space.

Yan Huai treated every member of the Wang family indiscriminately, regardless of the circumstances. The wicked deserved to die, and the good were yet to be encountered, let alone someone related to Wang Tong by blood. He felt it would be an offense to even glance at such a person. (Note: Wang Xin is Wang Tong's grandson and the true current head of the Wang family. His appearance was mentioned in Chapter 139. Wang Tong is Yan Huai's father's killer.)

Outside the illusory space created by the world's consciousness, Zhang Qiling, caught in the midst of the battle, seemed to sense something and glanced in the direction of the mist, his gaze containing a silent unease.

Seeing this, Qi Yu in the sea of ​​consciousness bubbled up and comforted him: "Master will be fine. Even if an old guy from his time tens of millions of years ago came, he wouldn't be able to do anything to him. If there really is someone who can defeat him, it's you!"

"..." Zhang Qiling was speechless. With a swift and clean movement, he raised his knee and kicked a member of the Wang family away, leaving a noticeable dent in the latter's chest.

Qi Yu shivered and swallowed hard. It decided to keep its mouth shut forever until it returned to Yan Huai's sea of ​​consciousness.

On the other side, Yan Chen also caught a glimpse of something flying past him out of the corner of his eye. When he looked closely from a distance from "Boss Wang", the Wang family member who had been kicked away by Zhang Qiling was already barely breathing.

Good heavens... No wonder even the world's consciousness is unwilling to let them go. Anyone who didn't know better would think the Wang family is exceptionally thin-skinned!

This thought inexplicably popped into Yan Chen's mind, but in the end, while secretly cursing his ruthlessness, he still used his claws to tear off "Boss Wang's" mask, revealing the latter's true face...

Only after the burning pain on his face did Wang Xian realize what was happening. He incredulously raised his hand to wipe away the blood flowing from the deep scratch. His reddened eyes were filled with resentment comparable to that of someone who had stolen his wife.

Yan Chen was bewildered by the glare, so he seized the opportunity to retaliate and slap Wang Xian across the face, which thoroughly enraged Wang Xian.

A sharp whistling sound echoed for dozens of kilometers around. Yan Chen frowned and disgustedly picked at his ear. Before the others could recover from the bizarre sonic weapon attack, two more people were gone from the battlefield...

Deep within the clouds above the Qinling Mountains, a white figure patted his chest in lingering fear, only letting out a long sigh of relief after confirming that he had truly thrown Yan Chen and Wang Xian into another illusory space.

"Go ahead and fight! Fight it out! Let's vent our anger, otherwise you can't mess with my world's trajectory anymore!"