I might have been playing a fake cultivation game.

Chapter 032 The Power of Foundation Building

Time passed by, second by second.

Zhou Yunshen stood in the crowd, his expression calm and composed.

But this was only on the surface; in reality, he was still somewhat anxious and uneasy.

He prayed in his heart, praying that the protectors sent by Chen Xin'an would arrive soon.

Captain Chen also tried to maintain his composure. He walked up to Zhou Yunshen and lowered his voice, saying, "Erzhu, are we just going to wait like this?"

Zhou Yunshen replied in a low voice, "What else can we do besides wait?"

He paused, then added in a low voice, "Judging by the time, the Qin family will be here soon. At this point, it will be too late for us to organize people to break the formation."

Upon hearing this, Captain Chen's face turned ashen.

As soon as Zhou Yunshen uttered those words, a villager shouted, "Someone's here! Someone's coming!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Yunshen immediately ran towards the direction of the villagers.

He saw several figures emerge from the darkness and walk towards him.

Before he could even get a clear look at the faces of these figures, Zhou Yunshen's heart sank!

Because Chen Xin'an only sent one protector, there were no others.

Since it wasn't Chen Xin'an's protectors who came, the identity of these people was already obvious.

These people who came were all from the Qin family in the county town!

As the figures approached, Zhou Yunshen quickly made out their appearances.

Leading the way was a middle-aged man dressed in brocade robes who looked somewhat wealthy.

The middle-aged man was followed by several attendants dressed as martial artists.

Although they were just attendants, these people exuded a powerful aura that inspired fear.

The middle-aged man, his eyes bloodshot and his face grim, approached the pale white light screen and stared at the villagers in the formation with a look of hatred, as if they were dead.

"Patriarch!" The innate martial artist that Zhou Yunshen had seen before stepped out of the darkness, knelt on one knee, clasped his hands in a respectful greeting to the middle-aged man.

The Qin family patriarch looked down at the innate martial artist kneeling before him, raised his foot, and kicked the innate martial artist hard, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

He said in a chilling tone, "My son is dead, how are you still alive? Why don't you just die?!"

The dust-covered innate martial artist, supporting himself on the ground, knelt down again, his expression terrified. "I failed in my duty to protect the young master. Please, patriarch, spare my life!"

The Qin family patriarch remained silent, merely staring coldly at the innate martial artist.

The innate martial artist remained kneeling with his head bowed, and fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

It was clear that the fear on his face was genuine.

Zhou Yunshen felt a chill run down his spine as he watched this scene.

A dignified innate martial artist, kneeling like a dog before the Qin family patriarch, not even having the courage to run away. The Qin family is truly domineering.

Just how powerful is this Qin family patriarch?

Building the foundation?

If it's Foundation Establishment, can the protector sent by Chen Xin'an suppress such a Foundation Establishment cultivator who has lost his son?

Leaving aside whether he can suppress the other party, if the Qin family patriarch loses his mind because of the loss of his son and only wants to kill without regard for anything else, then his previous plan when he shouted may become useless.

If that's the case, he might be dead before Chen Xin'an's protector even arrives.

Just as Zhou Yunshen was thinking about these things with a somewhat solemn expression, the head of the Qin family finally spoke.

The Qin family patriarch coldly said, "Come here and tell me who killed my son!"

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged innate martial artist's face immediately showed a relieved expression.

Seeing this, Zhou Yunshen breathed a slight sigh of relief.

It seems that the Qin family patriarch hasn't completely lost his mind, so there's still hope for him.

The middle-aged innate martial artist scrambled to his feet and jogged over to the Qin family head, whispering, "Family head, I have something I'd like to report to you."

"It's happening! My plan is about to take effect," Zhou Yun thought to himself.

"Speak!" The Qin family patriarch coldly uttered a single word.

The middle-aged innate martial artist quickly nodded.

He then simply looked respectfully at the Qin family head, without uttering a sound or even moving his lips.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Yunshen thought of a phrase: "transmitting sound secretly".

This innate martial artist was probably using a secret technique, such as telepathic communication, to report to the Qin family head.

Not long after, the Qin family patriarch turned his head slightly and looked in the direction where Zhou Yunshen was standing with his bloodshot eyes.

His eyes held an undisguised murderous intent.

At this moment, Zhou Yunshen was more than 30 meters away from the Qin family patriarch, separated by a layer of pale white light curtain, which was not a close distance.

But just one glance was enough to make Zhou Yunshen feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, the hairs on his body stood on end, and his soul seemed to tremble slightly.

The aura emanating from this Qin family patriarch was truly terrifying.

No, this can no longer be called power; it should be described as a crushing defeat on a soul level.

"Kneel down!" the Qin family patriarch suddenly shouted.

Upon hearing this shout, Zhou Yunshen was terrified and almost knelt down.

But he straightened up again as soon as his knees bent slightly.

At this moment, Zhou Yunshen's skin turned bright red, his bones creaked, and wisps of blood mist seeped from his body.

This is the unusual phenomenon that appears after entering the "Boiling Blood" state.

By entering a state of boiling blood, Zhou Yunshen managed to withstand the pressure originating from the soul level.

However, the villagers around him immediately knelt down.

The Qin family patriarch's oppressive aura was mainly directed at Zhou Yunshen, but it was merely an aftershock that caused the villagers around Zhou Yunshen to collapse and kneel down.

The head of the Qin family ignored the kneeling villagers and stared intently at Zhou Yunshen.

Zhou Yunshen stared fearlessly at the Qin family patriarch.

At this moment, he cannot back down.

Because if you back down, in the eyes of the other party, it may mean that you are guilty, and they may judge that you are just bluffing and then kill you!

The Qin family patriarch, his eyes filled with murderous intent, walked forward step by step.

Soon, he arrived in front of the pale white light screen.

The head of the Qin family did not stop at all and continued walking forward.

He actually passed directly through the pale white light barrier and entered the formation.

Immediately, the pale white light curtain that had trapped the villagers for so long shattered and disappeared like a dream bubble.

As the head of the Qin family drew closer, Zhou Yunshen felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.

To avoid kneeling down, Zhou Yunshen bit his teeth until they bled, and his bones creaked and groaned.

"Second Brother!" A dozen meters away, Zhou Xiaoya, her eyes red, tried to rush over, but Dashan grabbed her and covered her mouth with his hand.

Da Shan's face turned pale; he didn't know why he had covered Zhou Xiaoya's mouth.

Was it because they were afraid that Zhou Xiaoya's screams would attract the demons over there and bring about their own death?

Captain Chen's face was also deathly pale, and his hand gripping the knife was white and bluish from gripping it too tightly, but he still didn't have the courage to slash at the Qin family patriarch who was walking towards him step by step.

At this moment, the Qin family patriarch was less than ten meters away from Zhou Yunshen.

At this moment, the pressure emanating from him had reached its peak, but Zhou Yun Shen still refused to kneel.

The Qin family patriarch had lost his patience and raised his hand to grab forward.

In an instant, a fiery hand appeared, containing terrifying heat, and grabbed at Zhou Yunshen's throat.

"Stop!" Zhou Yunshen shouted sharply, his expression twisted with rage. "Patriarch Qin, if you dare kill me, aren't you afraid the Chen family will wipe out your entire clan?!"

The fiery palm hovered in front of Zhou Yun Shen, and the terrifying heat it contained scorched Zhou Yun Shen's eyebrows and hair, causing them to curl.

The Qin family patriarch stared at Zhou Yunshen with murderous intent and sneered, "Ridiculous. Who do you think you are? Would the Chen family of the prefectural city wipe out my entire family for a mere country bumpkin like you? You overestimate yourself."

"However, since you mentioned the Chen family of Fucheng, I will give the Chen family some face. This time, I will only punish the ringleader and kill your entire family. I can spare the other villagers."

After saying this, the Qin family patriarch's eyes sharpened, and he raised his hand to continue his grasping motion forward.

Zhou Yunshen's eyes widened as he tried to struggle and escape, but he was as if he had been frozen in place and could not move at all.

As the fiery hand approached, he felt a burning pain on his face.

At this moment, Zhou Yunshen felt a deep sense of despair.

He had tried his best, he had done everything he could, but he still couldn't escape death...

Just as Zhou Yunshen was in despair, a middle-aged man's indifferent voice rang out in the night sky above him: "Stop!"

His voice was indifferent, yet it was as powerful as thunder.