Chapter 48

Wang Yishan roared, his body blazing with a golden flame, condensing the Wang family's unique "King's True Qi." Just the feeling of it was overwhelmingly powerful. He took a few steps forward, roared again, and punched the air, releasing a powerful surge of qi that reached Shen Xiang in an instant.

After the qi blast struck, the stone slabs on the ground shattered, plowing a deep furrow. The sight was enough to make anyone tremble. If this force hit a person, wouldn't it crush them to pieces?

"This level of skill and you dare to be the clan leader? My old man could crush you with one hand!" Shen Xiang sneered, and with a swift wave of his hand, he dispersed the qi blast.

Everyone was shocked. Shen Xiang's wave was so effortless, like swatting a fly, yet it neutralized the terrifying qi blast that had everyone trembling.

When Shen Xiang waved his hand, qi also emerged from it. The fact that he could easily disperse Wang Yishan's qi blast only meant that Shen Xiang's qi was many times stronger.

Wang Yishan's confident attack was effortlessly neutralized by Shen Xiang's wave, making him doubt whether his qi blast had reached its full potential. But the furrow on the ground was real, and at this thought, he trembled. He realized that the young man before him possessed an unmatched strength.

While Wang Yishan and the others were stunned, Shen Xiang's figure flashed, and he appeared before Wang Yishan, his terrifying speed shocking everyone again.

Before Wang Yishan could react, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. He looked down to see an arm enveloped in green true qi piercing through his stomach, emerging from his back.

"Ah—" Wang Yishan let out a惨叫, and at this moment, Shen Xiang pulled his arm out. He used the Green Dragon Claw, where true qi transformed into a dragon claw, sharp as steel. It could easily pierce through flesh and even hard rock.

His arm, enveloped in true qi, did not get stained with blood. Looking at the fallen Wang Yishan, Shen Xiang said coldly, "Get lost. This is my grudge with the Black Wind Gang. You meddled in it on your own. I'll spare your life today to show you the true strength of the Shen family."

Wang Yishan was deeply shaken by Shen Xiang's strength. Though he was filled with hatred, he dared not say anything more. He endured the pain and crawled away, having others take him out of the Black Wind Gang's residence.

Shen Xiang's gaze sharpened, his eyes flickering with green lightning, his body radiating a killing aura. He scanned the people around the Black Wind Gang leader and said coldly, "If you want to meddle, don't blame me for being ruthless. I have no grudge with you, and I don't want to waste my energy fighting you."

The city lord, Hua Gaoyun, was at the Eighth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm, much stronger than Wang Yishan. But after seeing Shen Xiang's move, he was deeply shaken. If he faced Shen Xiang, even if he could win, he would not come out unscathed. He had reached his position as city lord for a reason and could see this. It was not worth offending a promising alchemist for a notorious Black Wind Gang leader, let alone the Shen family, who were not to be trifled with.

Without a word, Hua Gaoyun left with his son. As for the Black Wind Gang leader, he did not need to worry much, knowing that after today, the Black Wind Gang would cease to exist.

The Black Wind Gang leader watched as the people he had invited left one by one, filled with anger but not daring to act.

"Attack him! He's just one person!" The Black Wind Gang leader roared, drawing a black spear and charging at Shen Xiang.

Shen Xiang roared, like a raging dragon. A powerful qi blast spread out from him like ripples in water, shattering the stone slabs on the ground and cutting the plants in the garden as if with a thousand knives. The people rushing at him let out cries of pain, blood gushing from their seven orifices, and they fell to the ground, covered in wounds.

Shen Xiang's move was a powerful release of thick qi in the form of sound waves. Though it consumed a lot of energy, its power and range were astonishing.

Only the Black Wind Gang leader remained standing, while the other thousand members of the Black Wind Gang lay on the ground, dead or injured. It was unbelievable that they had been taken down by a sixteen-year-old boy. The thick and terrifying true qi made the Black Wind Gang leader deeply fearful. He now realized what kind of person they had provoked.

"Haha..." The Black Wind Gang leader suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing about?" Shen Xiang walked toward him step by step.

"Because the Yao family will not let your Shen family off. Your Shen family is doomed," the Black Wind Gang leader sneered. At this moment, Shen Xiang flashed in front of him, condensed thick true qi, and punched with all his might, sending the Black Wind Gang leader flying into a distant building.

Shen Xiang quickly flew over, entered the building, and pressed his hand on the Black Wind Gang leader's head, shouting in his mind, "Devouring Demon Technique!"

The Black Wind Gang leader, at the Seventh Level of the Mortal Martial Realm, had decent true qi, but he was no match for Shen Xiang, this monster.

Shen Xiang used the "Devouring Demon Technique" for the first time, feeling a large amount of true qi surge into his arm and rush into his body. The true qi was extremely violent, making him feel uncomfortable, but he endured it.

The Black Wind Gang leader let out a wild scream, his mind filled with terror. He never thought Shen Xiang could extract true qi from others and absorb it into his own body. This martial art was extremely terrifying, and even righteous sects would seek to destroy it.

Shen Xiang's body had been tempered in the Immortal Demon Pond, making it incredibly strong. His bones, muscles, and meridians could withstand the sudden influx of powerful true qi without bursting.

This was also why Bai Youyou dared not teach Shen Xiang the demon techniques casually, as they required a very high level of physical strength.

In just a short moment, the Black Wind Gang leader's true qi, cultivated for decades, was completely drained, and he died. Shen Xiang was not feeling well either, as he had to suppress the violent true qi in his body, or it would cause trouble.

Shen Xiang did not have time to plunder the Black Wind Gang. He quickly burned the Black Wind Gang leader's body and left. If the Yao family people came now, he would be in trouble. He needed to urgently digest the true qi.

His current strength could rival the Eighth Level of the Mortal Martial Realm, a terrifying level of power. After all, there were only a few Eighth Level Mortal Martial Realm experts in the entire Southern Wu Kingdom.

In the back courtyard of the Alchemy King Pavilion, Shen Xiang returned and entered the secret room underground. Seeing Shen Xiang's serious expression, Shen Lusong did not ask many questions. Meng Bo was still in seclusion, otherwise the Alchemy King Pavilion would not have been attacked today.

The news of the Black Wind Gang's destruction quickly spread throughout the capital. In the morning, the Alchemy King Pavilion was attacked by the Black Wind Gang, but by noon, the Black Wind Gang was destroyed, and it was done by Shen Xiang alone. The citizens of the capital were amazed by Shen Xiang's strength, and they had a new understanding of his capabilities.

Although many lives were lost, no one dared to intervene. Even the imperial palace and the emperor did not dare to provoke such powerful martial artists, knowing how terrifying their strength could be.