With a shrill roar, Zheng Zhi suddenly opened his eyes.
His red eyes were bloodshot and filled with hatred.
Zheng Zhi, Zaocheng, the young master of the Zheng family!
He showed his appearance as a human being from an early age, practiced martial arts at the age of six, completed the three realms of physical training at the age of nine, condensed the profound energy of heaven and earth and reached the realm of profound energy at the age of ten, condensed his true intention and broke through the realm of true mystery at the age of sixteen.
Zaocheng was shaken and Tianhai County was boiling!
Such qualifications are among the best even in Mo country.
In addition, he also possesses one of the ten ancient holy bodies, the Fire Holy Body!
The holy body takes over the creation of heaven and earth, and reverses the universe of yin and yang.
The owners of the Holy Body in every generation are all those who cover the sky with one hand.
In the Ice Emperor Continent, martial arts is the most respected thing!
The law of the jungle, survival of the fittest, and fists determine the right to speak.
The cultivation realms, from low to high, are: Blood Realm, Bone Realm, Zang Realm, Xuan Qi Realm, True Xuan Realm, Xuan Kong Realm, Space Nether Realm, and Pregnant Spirit Realm.
Rumor has it that Mo Yuntian, the old emperor of the Mo Kingdom, is a supremely powerful person in the Pregnant Spirit Realm!
Zheng Zhi's talent makes him the number one person in Zaocheng in a century.
Now eighteen years old, Zheng Zhi has reached the peak of Zhenxuan and is one step away from Xuankong.
However, three days ago, when he broke through the Xuan Kong Realm.
He becomes possessed by evil spirits and his meridians are cut off.
That night, the Zheng family treasure "Dragon Song Sword" was stolen.
By chance, a strong man from the Zheng family who was searching for family treasures broke into Zheng Zhi's room and found the stolen family treasures in his room.
Without any explanation, the powerful men attacked him regardless of their identity.
Cut off his arms and shatter his Dantian!
The adoptive father Zheng Xuantong was present but looked on with cold eyes.
The next day, the acting head of the family, Zheng Xuantong, announced that he would depose Zheng Zhi as the young master and be succeeded by his son Zheng Chen.
When Zheng Zhi woke up again, he was already in the dungeon.
"Crunch!"
There was a harsh friction sound, and the dungeon door opened.
"Oh, you're not dead yet? I didn't expect you, a bitch like you, to have such a tough life."
A joking voice sounded.
A young man in brocade clothes came forward, holding a folding fan, with a graceful demeanor and a victorious smile on his face.
Next to him is a dignified middle-aged man.
His body is majestic, his face is cold and hard, his eyes are like stars, and his eyebrows are as thick as paint.
Cousin Zheng Chen!
Adoptive father Zheng Xuantong!
Zheng Xuantong looked at Zheng Zhi, his majestic face was full of twists and excitement, which was in sharp contrast to the kind and kind eyes in the past.
This is his true face.
"Why?"
Zheng Zhi raised his head, his face was ferocious, his blood-red eyes stared at Zheng Xuantong, and he asked in a hissing voice.
Fourteen years ago, his biological father Zheng Long disappeared on a full moon night and his whereabouts are unknown, leaving only the four-year-old him and his infant sister.
Later, the great elder Zheng Xuantong regarded himself as his adoptive father and acted as the acting head of the family, monopolizing the power of the family.
As an adopted son, he regarded Zheng Xuantong as his biological father, was loyal to him and obeyed his advice.
Over the years, he has gone through fire and water for his family, shed blood and fought with great success, and he has made great achievements in battle. I don't know how many obstacles he has cleared for Zheng Xuantong.
Zheng Zhi knew very well that this frame-up must have been carried out by Zheng Xuantong.
Because on the day the clan treasure was stolen, only Zheng Xuantong came to his room and brought him the Xuankong Pill.
Originally, with his talent, it could be said that he was almost certain to reach the Xuan Kong Realm.
The problem is that Xuan Kong Dan!
When Zheng Xuantong was delivering the elixir, he hid the Dragon Sword while Zheng Zhi was not looking.
When Zheng Zhi failed to break through, went crazy, and his meridians were cut off, he broke into his room under the pretext of searching for family treasures and found the "Dragon Sword".
In this name, Zheng Zhi was suppressed.
Under a series of traps, Zheng Zhi didn't even have a chance to resist.
But Zheng Zhi couldn't figure out why Zheng Xuantong wanted to frame him?
Could it be that with his talent and loyalty, wouldn't he be able to bring greater value to the Zheng family when he grows up in the future?
"Why?"
Hearing this, Zheng Xuantong smiled, with a sinister smile.
While laughing, he had already grabbed Zheng Zhi's neck and lifted it up: "I will answer you now."
Zheng Xuantong's eyes flashed, his left hand formed into a palm, and he tore a bloody gash in Zheng Zhi's back.
He grabbed Zheng Zhi's spine with his palm and pulled it out wildly.
"Ahhh!"
The bone-crushing pain made Zheng Zhi's eyes turn red, the veins on his forehead popped out, and he let out a shrill scream.
He felt that his divine body was being pulled away from him.
The pain is no less than being shattered into pieces!
Shout like crazy until your voice becomes hoarse.
By the end, the body had lost all consciousness.
Zheng Xuantong turned a deaf ear, his expression cold and without any emotion.
"Is this the Fire Holy Body, one of the ten ancient Holy Bodies?"
Taking out the holy body, Zheng Xuantong's eyes were blazing: "It's not like I raised you, a little beast, for fourteen years in vain."
"Chen'er, come here quickly."
He waved to Zheng Chen to come over.
Zheng Chen guessed what his father meant and was excited.
Zheng Xuantong didn't waste any time. He tore open Zheng Chen's back and penetrated the Fire Saint Body: "Chen'er, be patient. As long as you inherit this Fire Saint Body, your path to martial arts will be smooth."
"Dad, I understand."
Zheng Chen gritted his teeth and endured the pain of bone replacement.
A pair of eyes full of ferocity and madness.
Half an hour later.
"Chen'er, how do you feel?"
Zheng Xuantong said with concern.
"You can enter the mysterious sky within ten days!"
Zheng Chen opened his eyes, full of confidence.
As soon as he thought, his whole body was bursting with flames.
In an instant, the temperature in the gloomy dungeon skyrocketed.
On the other side, Zheng Zhi, whose holy body had been removed, lay on the ground like a dead dog, his body convulsing slightly.
His meridians were all severed and his Dantian was shattered. Now his holy body was also removed, and he was already dead.
His eyes widened with anger, as if he had nowhere to vent his overwhelming anger. He was unwilling, regretful, and more of a despair in a desperate situation...
Zheng Xuantong's voice was extremely cold: "Although the Fire Holy Body is one of the ten ancient holy bodies, it is different from the other nine holy bodies. Steel is easy to break when young. It will only stabilize after reaching the Xuan Kong Realm. Before the Xuan Kong Realm,
, it can be extracted by external force and implanted into another person’s body.”
"The adopted son is someone else's after all."
Zheng Chen was so proud that he walked up to the dying Zheng Zhi and stepped on Zheng Zhi's face: "You bitch, you were destined to be just a stepping stone for me from the beginning."
"It's easier said than done to swallow the divine body?"
Zheng Chen recalled the past with a ferocious look on his face: "For this day, I have been practicing this skill for eighteen years."
Hearing this, Zheng Zhi felt cold all over.
It turned out that the father and son had planned on him from the moment he was born.
"Hahaha!"
His face was covered in blood and his smile was ferocious, like a ghost crawling out of hell.
After laughing, he raised his head with difficulty and stared at Zheng Xuantong: "This is the last time I call you foster father."
"Zheng Xuantong, from today on, we will sever all ties between you and me!"
The sound was sonorous and powerful, echoing in the dungeon.
"Raising an unfamiliar dog."
With a cold snort, Zheng Xuantong turned around and left.
In his eyes, Zheng Zhi was already a useless person.
Saying more than half a sentence is a waste of time.
Zheng Chen did not leave.
Looking at the disheveled Zheng Zhi, he seemed to feel that he was not enjoying himself enough, and a sickly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Zheng Zhi, I have someone here, do you want to meet him?"
Before Zheng Zhi could speak, he said to the back: "Xue'er, come out!"