Shen Xiang possessed the foundation of the Immortal Demon Body, the heaven-defying Yin-Yang Divine Meridians, and two incomparably powerful divine techniques. This allowed him, at the eighth level of the Mortal Martial Realm, to rival a ninth-level Mortal Martial Realm expert!
Even Shen Xiang himself hadn't expected that the fusion of his Five Elements True Qi into the Universe True Qi would become so terrifying. When unleashed through his Four Symbols Divine Art, the power astounded even him.
"You... what are you trying to do? I am a disciple of the True Martial Sect. If you..." Shen Furong was jolted awake as he saw Shen Xiang approaching with a face full of killing intent. He had previously struggled to accept the fact that Shen Xiang had crippled one of his legs and arms, but now, with death staring him in the face, he could no longer deny the reality—Shen Xiang was stronger than him!
"This is impossible... it's impossible. I'm at the ninth level of the Mortal Martial Realm. Only someone at the tenth level could defeat me. You're only sixteen, there's no way you're at the tenth level..." Shen Furong mumbled in fear as he struggled on the ground, retreating.
Shen Xiang coldly responded, "If I were at the tenth level, you'd already be dust. Now, die!"
With a roar, Shen Xiang unleashed a torrent of blue thunder-infused True Qi, accompanied by a powerful gust of Qi from his mouth. The overwhelming force of the True Qi crashed onto Shen Furong like a waterfall from the heavens, producing a series of thunderous explosions, and Shen Furong screamed in agony.
Shen Xiang's expression remained cold. He had resolved to kill Shen Furong ever since seeing his father injured in their previous encounter.
"To me, a ninth-level Mortal Martial Realm expert like you is no more than an ant. Enjoy the moment before your death!" Shen Xiang said viciously. With another roar, he unleashed a series of martial techniques: **Azure Dragon Roar**, **Azure Dragon Claw**, **Violent Killing Fist**, **Heavenly Tiger Violent Killing Fist**, and **Fire King Fist**—all consecutively striking Shen Furong's body.
The scene sent chills down the spines of the onlookers, who watched in terror. They couldn't believe that a youth of barely seventeen years old could possess such vast True Qi reserves and defeat a ninth-level Mortal Martial Realm expert, now ruthlessly pummeling him to death.
By the time Shen Furong's body had been reduced to a mangled mess under Shen Xiang's relentless barrage of martial techniques, he was already dead. Shen Xiang, after retrieving the storage pouch from Shen Furong's waist, ignited a fire to burn his body to ashes. He then strode into the Yao Family's mansion.
"He's dead! Just like that? That kid is a monster!" an old martial artist muttered in disbelief. If they hadn't personally witnessed Shen Furong's strength before, they would never have believed that he was truly a ninth-level Mortal Martial Realm expert, destroyed by such a young boy.
Shen Xiang's display of power had truly been terrifying!
As the crowd looked at the devastated plaza, where the intense battle had taken place, they felt as though they were dreaming. This was the power of a mighty warrior; a single battle could leave a plaza capable of holding tens of thousands in complete ruin. The strength of these top-tier warriors, capable of shaking mountains and seas, was no myth!
Shen Xiang entered the Yao Family compound, finding the ground littered with corpses. He roared, "Dad, I'm here to help!"
Shen Xiang's arrival sent a jolt through Shen Tianhu and Shen Haohai. Shen Xiang's presence meant that Shen Furong was no longer a threat, implying only one thing—Shen Xiang had defeated Shen Furong!
The members of the Yao Family had also been aware that Shen Xiang was fighting Shen Furong, but now that Shen Xiang had won, it meant he possessed power on par with a ninth-level Mortal Martial Realm expert. The tide of the battle had shifted—victory for the Yao Family was now impossible!
"No way, you couldn't have defeated a ninth-level expert. Only someone at the tenth level could do that!" Yao Hong, the head of the Yao Family, shouted in disbelief. The Yao Family had achieved its current position largely thanks to him, and it was he who had orchestrated the plan to eliminate the Shen Family.
With a single leap, Shen Xiang soared dozens of meters into the air. His hand glowed with a brilliant green light as he unleashed a palm strike from above. An enormous green hand, formed of condensed True Qi, appeared in the sky like a massive mountain, descending toward the Yao Family.
This hand, formed entirely from Qi Gang, was dozens of meters wide and covered an entire garden. The overwhelming energy pouring from Shen Xiang's hand was a testament to his immense True Qi reserves.
As the gigantic green hand fell, it crushed a large section of the Yao Family's estate, along with hundreds of their members. The buildings beneath were pulverized, and those caught in the strike were either crushed or had their bones shattered, vomiting blood. Those weaker members of the Yao Family were reduced to mere pulp, their flesh and blood splattering across the ground.
A massive handprint was left on the earth, and everyone witnessing the scene was left in stunned silence. Many of them began to retch from the horror, while others, overwhelmed with fear, dropped their weapons and fled the Yao Family estate—these were all members of the Yao Family.
Shen Tianhu could only twitch at the sight. He hadn't expected that, after just a few months apart, his son had grown so terrifyingly powerful, able to kill hundreds of people with a single attack.
Shen Xiang, now drained from unleashing all his Azure Dragon True Qi, looked somewhat pale as he descended from the sky. The onlookers, seeing his fatigue, guessed that he must have expended a great deal of energy.
"Kill them! They've used up too much True Qi. Don't let them escape!" Yao Hong roared, charging forward with a sword in hand.
Indeed, the Shen Family's 300 men had spent much of their energy fighting against the Yao Family's thousands. Even Shen Tianhu and the others, at the eighth level of the Mortal Martial Realm, had been tied down by multiple sixth and seventh-level opponents. They had also been aiding their comrades, to minimize casualties, further increasing their burden. It was already remarkable that they had held out for this long.
"All Shen Family members, gather behind me!" Shen Xiang shouted. Immediately, the elite disciples of the Shen Family leaped over to stand behind him. By now, they had developed an overwhelming admiration for Shen Xiang.
"Dad, leave the old guys to me. You take care of the small fry," Shen Xiang said as he charged toward Yao Hong and the other senior members of the Yao Family.
Shen Tianhu had initially been worried, but seeing a fresh surge of True Qi emanating from Shen Xiang, he relaxed. Still, he couldn't help but marvel—just how much True Qi did Shen Xiang possess?
"White Tiger Divine Fist!" As Shen Xiang sprinted forward, he unleashed a punch from afar. A massive wave of golden True Qi shot from his fist, instantly forming a giant golden fist that spanned dozens of meters and radiated a murderous aura.
Earlier, Shen Xiang had unleashed a giant green hand, and now it was a massive golden fist. Both were terrifying manifestations of Qi Gang, but this one was infused with the destructive power of metal-element True Qi!
This was the White Tiger True Qi, imbued with a soul-shaking killing intent!
As the massive golden fist struck, the resulting shockwave swept across the battlefield like a storm, tearing away layers of earth as it surged toward the Yao Family's top experts. The ground beneath the fist cracked deeply, leaving behind gaping fissures wherever the fist passed.
This power could easily topple a mountain!
Yao Hong and the others were frozen in terror at the sight of the titanic fist. As they tried to flee, they found themselves trapped by the overwhelming shockwave, and it was too late—escape was no longer an option!