Chapter 91: The Struggle for Inheritance! A Thrilling Escape!

Wan Tianjue was shaken by Wang Shan's crude Disturbing Soul Formation Array; although it was only a fleeting moment, it made the fire in his heart burn hotter.

"You brat! How dare you toy with this old man!"

He roared, his Spiritual Power surged again, his form became a fleeting afterimage, and his attack was fiercer and more cunning than before. The razor‑sharp claw wind nearly sealed off all of Wang Shan's escape routes.

"Bang! Bang!"

Wang Shan scrambled between the stone pillars, relying on his slight familiarity with the terrain, narrowly dodging several lethal strikes. Crushed stone sprayed everywhere, and deep gouges were torn into the ground.

"Clan Leader!"

"Be careful!"

Wang Zhize, Wang Yong and the others watched with their hearts pounding, yet dared not advance lightly. In a Foundation Establishment cultivator's battle, even the aftershocks were hard for them to endure.

"Everyone stay back! Protect yourselves!" Wang Shan shouted amid the chaos, cold sweat already beading at his temples.

We can't keep going like this! Fighting head‑on is a dead end; this old thing has gone mad!

"System, is there anything I can use right now, something to block him?" Wang Shan called out anxiously in his mind.

"Beep— Recommended exchange: Second-Grade Explosive Talisman, worth 300 Family Contribution Points. Can cause area impact on energy nodes."

"Second-Grade Explosive Talisman? Three hundred Family Contribution Points, that hurts a bit, but there's no time to worry now!"

"Swap it!" Wang Shan said without hesitation.

A Talisman flashing with fiery red light appeared in his hand.

His gaze darted to the massive Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele; beneath it, multicolored afterglow swirled endlessly, faintly forming an energy‑gathering vortex.

"There!" Wang Shan's eyes narrowed.

Seizing the moment when Wan Tianjue's claw missed and his old force faded before new force arose, Wang Shan hurled the Second-Grade Explosive Talisman in his hand toward the energy vortex beneath the stele!

"Old thing, taste this!"

Wan Tianjue saw Wang Shan toss something and at first paid it no mind, assuming it was another low‑level trick.

"Boom——!!!"

A deafening blast, far beyond Wang Shan's expectation!

The Second-Grade Explosive Talisman, upon contacting the energy vortex beneath the stele, was like a spark falling into a pan of oil, instantly detonating the residual energy that had accumulated around the stele for countless years!

The entire underground chamber shuddered violently, the raging energy turbulence sweeping outward like a tsunami! The Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele itself remained undamaged, its radiance intensified, yet the whole monument began to shake violently.

"Waa!"

"What's happening?!"

The Wang Family members were thrown into chaos by the sudden turn of events; some lower‑level clan members were even knocked to the ground by the shockwave.

Wan Tianjue was also startled by the sudden energy burst, his form involuntarily pausing, and the fierce momentum aimed at Wang Shan was broken.

"Is this… Beast Taming Sect's protective energy?" Wan Tianjue's face showed a hint of surprise and doubt.

The turbulent energy was extremely violent; even as a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he dared not charge in recklessly and had to divert some Spiritual Power to shield himself.

"Good chance!" Wang Shan's eyes lit up, "Uncle Zhize! Wang Yong! Lead people back to the passage we came in through! Quickly!"

"Yes, Clan Leader!"

Wang Zhize and Wang Yong reacted swiftly, immediately calling the clan members to retreat toward the passage they had entered.

At that moment, the system's alert tone sounded again, faster than any previous warning:

"Beep— Emergency warning! Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele's energy fluctuations are abnormally violent; its Core self‑protection mechanism has been activated! Spatial teleportation is about to initiate! Repeat, spatial teleportation is about to initiate!"

Spatial teleportation?!

Wang Shan was momentarily stunned, then his heart leapt with joy!

Damn it, is the heavens finally opening their eyes to send us out of this cursed place?

"Everyone stop! Don't go to the passage!" Wang Shan shouted urgently, "All of you, move toward the stele! Quickly! That might be our way out!"

"Huh?"

"Clan Leader, isn't that side of the stele even more dangerous?" Wang Fang called out with some worry; the energy turbulence there made one's scalp tingle.

"No nonsense! Trust me! Quickly!" Wang Shan had no time to explain.

The Wang Family members, though full of doubt, trusted Wang Shan and forced themselves to turn around, beginning the arduous trek toward the violently shaking stele.

On the other side, Wan Tianjue also sensed something amiss.

He saw the space around the stele begin to ripple like water, a mysterious suction emanating from the stele.

"Not good! This is… spatial teleportation array activation!" Wan Tianjue's face changed dramatically, "These little brats want to escape via teleportation and even take this inheritance stele? Dream on!"

This Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele was the treasure he had pursued for decades; it was within reach, and he could not let it slip away!

At that moment he could no longer chase Wang Shan and the others; he let out a roar and charged toward the Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele!

"The inheritance is mine! No one may take it!"

Wang Shan saw Wan Tianjue also charging forward, and his heart quickened.

Right, the token!

He suddenly recalled the Wan Family Token in his pocket; that thing had opened a stone gate before, and now it might serve some purpose!

Without hesitation, he drew the token and slammed it with all his might against the body of the Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele!

"Buzz——!"

The Wan Family Token, upon contacting the stele, erupted in a blaze brighter than the stone gate's previous glow, dazzling alongside the stele's multicolored afterglow.

The space around the stele twisted even more violently, a black vortex slowly forming before the stele, emitting a powerful pulling force!

"Now! Charge in!" Wang Shan roared at the clan members already near the stele.

He himself led the charge, the first to be dragged by the massive suction, involuntarily thrown into the black vortex.

"Clan Leader!"

Wang Zhize, Wang Yong, Wang Fang and the others followed closely, each sucked in like dumplings being dropped.

"Don't even think of escaping!" Wan Tianjue's eyes were about to split; he was only a few zhang from the stele, and seeing Wang Shan and the others about to vanish, he unleashed all his Spiritual Power, increased his speed by another third, and plunged headfirst into that twisted spatial vortex!

With the last silhouette disappearing, the pitch‑black vortex suddenly contracted and then vanished.

The Ten Thousand Beasts General Compendium Stele's glow gradually dimmed, finally returning to calm, merely hovering silently in the empty underground space as if nothing had happened.

……

The heavens spun, the earth turned, and his five organs and six viscera felt as if they had shifted positions.

Wang Shan felt as if he had been tossed into a gigantic drum washing machine, churned into a mess, his consciousness becoming somewhat hazy.

"Beep— Spatial transmission complete. Destination: Unknown."

"Beep— Warning: Target 'Wan Tianjue' has been swept into this spatial transmission; its distance from the Zhuren's location is unknown, threat level unchanged, please the Zhuren stay highly vigilant."

The system's notification tone rang intermittently in his mind.

"Damn! That old immortal followed too?! What a relentless bastard!" Wang Shan cursed Wan Tianjue in his mind, delivering a blood‑curdling tirade.

He didn't know how long had passed, but the nauseating dizziness finally began to subside.

Wang Shan shook his still‑heavy head and barely opened his eyes.

What came into view was an unfamiliar, boundless primeval forest. Towering ancient trees blocked the sky, massive vines coiled like giant serpents, the air was thick with a damp, rotten vegetal scent, and… an extremely dense and powerful beast aura!

"Cough—cough… What kind of hellish place is this?" Wang Shan propped himself up and looked around.

"Clan Leader! You're awake?" Wang Fang's delighted voice came from beside him.

"Everyone… alright?" Wang Shan asked hurriedly, turning his head. Wang Zhize, Wang Yong, and a dozen or so clan members lay scattered nearby, each pale‑faced, clearly still suffering from the aftereffects of the spatial transmission.

Fortunately amid the misfortune, aside from a few who had sustained minor injuries in the earlier battle and energy shock, most appeared relatively intact.

After counting, there had been over thirty at departure; now fewer than twenty remained. The others were likely forever trapped in those ruins or lost in the unknown transmission process.

Wang Shan felt a pang of melancholy, but now was not the time for sorrow.

"Wan Tianjue? Did you see that old thing?" Wang Shan asked in a low voice.

Wang Zhize shook his head, his voice hoarse: "No… we woke up right here, didn't see any trace of him."

"Was he transmitted elsewhere? Or… hiding?" Wang Yong scanned the surroundings warily, gripping his weapon tightly.

The forest was eerily quiet, only occasional nameless beast roars from afar tightened the nerves.

"The beast aura here is heavy; this is probably no good place," Wang Shan frowned. "Regardless of where that old dog Wan Tianjue is, we must quickly find a safe spot to rest and regain strength."

The crisis is far from being resolved.