Chapter 61

The Yao family had many people, but their overall strength was not strong. Faced with the Shen family's six Eighth Rank Mortal Martial Realm experts and more than three hundred elite descendants who were willing to risk their lives, the Yao family's thousands of people were forced to retreat step by step, quickly being driven back into the Yao family compound. The sturdy gates of the Yao family were also smashed by Shen Tianhu and his men, who then stormed into the compound.

And the large square outside was Shen Xiang and Shen Furong's battlefield!

Shen Furong's hands and legs were enveloped in red true qi that exuded a wild aura. The red true qi surrounding his arms gradually took shape, resembling the arms of a wild beast with sharp claws and strong, thick limbs, looking quite terrifying.

His legs were the same, with the red true qi around his limbs transforming into the limbs of a wild beast, looking very powerful. A dense and fierce true qi surged toward Shen Xiang.

Shen Xiang took a few more steps back, frowning as he looked at Shen Furong. At this moment, Shen Furong's eyes had turned red, making him look like a fierce old wolf!

"Is this the power of the Ninth Rank Mortal Martial Realm, the True Form stage?" Shen Xiang thought to himself.

The Ninth Rank Mortal Martial Realm was the True Form stage. Depending on the cultivation technique practiced, one could condense true qi into a specific form in the dantian. Generally, there were two types: animal or bird forms and weapon forms. Of course, there were other forms as well, such as lotus, star, and lightning forms, all determined by the cultivation technique.

If the true qi was condensed into an animal or bird form, one could utilize the special powers of that animal or bird. If it was condensed into a weapon form, one could create a very powerful "weapon," and if used in conjunction with actual weapons, the power would be even greater.

Shen Xiang's opponent, Shen Furong, had condensed his true qi into a wolf form!

"Raging Wolf Fist!" Shen Furong unleashed a punch from a distance. The ground where he stood could not withstand the sudden release of his powerful true qi, creating two indentations. As his fist struck out, a burst of red light exploded, instantly transforming into countless wolf heads with open mouths, forming a wall that rushed toward Shen Xiang.

These true qi wolf heads contained formidable power. Shen Xiang was certain that if his strong physical body were hit, he would suffer severe injuries. He pushed his hands forward, releasing the Heaven and Earth true qi condensed in his dantian, forming a qi wall in front of him.

The Heaven and Earth true qi, formed by the fusion of the five elements, was invisible and colorless, appearing transparent, but the unique aura could still be sensed.

The countless true qi wolf heads shot toward Shen Xiang, emitting waves of qi that shattered the ground they passed over.

The countless fierce wolf heads of true qi rushed toward Shen Xiang, colliding with the invisible qi wall in front of him. The two powerful true qi forces collided, causing a deafening explosion. A shockwave spread out from the point of impact like ripples in water, shattering the stone tiles in the square.

The square, originally paved with stone tiles, was now a rough, uneven patch of mud, and a large deep pit had appeared in front of Shen Xiang.

Seeing his attack fail, Shen Furong immediately rushed over. His legs, resembling those of a giant wolf, stomped on the ground, creating indentations wherever he stepped. Each step caused the ground to tremble, producing a "thud" sound, like a giant elephant charging.

Shen Furong was shocked by Shen Xiang's ability to release such a strange and powerful true qi, but he still believed that Shen Xiang, a mere Eighth Rank Mortal Martial Realm young warrior, could not match his combat experience or the thickness of his true qi. He still had a good chance of winning.

"Arrogant brat, today I'll send you to your grave!" Shen Furong sneered, leaping up and bringing his feet together, a burst of red light erupting from his body as he descended from the sky at lightning speed.

"Just a wolf, what's so impressive about that?" Shen Xiang sneered, watching Shen Furong descend from the sky. His fist was filled with Heaven and Earth true qi, and a surge of killing intent emerged. His fist struck out at a speed faster than lightning, slicing through the air and producing a thunderous tiger roar.

"White Tiger Divine Fist!" Shen Xiang's fist met Shen Furong's descending feet, and a deafening tiger roar erupted. A powerful shockwave swept through the area, raising a cloud of yellow sand and creating several cracks in the ground.

Shen Furong had thought his kick would pierce through Shen Xiang's defenses like a sword and strike a vital point, but unexpectedly, his foot was suddenly hit by a powerful force, shattering his entire thigh!

His leg had been destroyed by Shen Xiang's "White Tiger Divine Fist." Shockingly, Shen Furong's leg had become withered, as if all its life force had been drained.

This was the power of the "White Tiger Divine Fist," which Shen Xiang was using for the first time. Not only did it unleash terrifying power, but it also released boundless killing intent, devouring all of the opponent's life force!

"Old man, this is the consequence of underestimating your enemy!" Shen Xiang said coldly, rushing forward and appearing in front of Shen Furong in an instant.

Shen Furong was now both shocked, angry, and resentful. He still did not know what true qi Shen Xiang had used; it was something he had never heard of. This true qi seemed to have no attributes, like physical strength, but it was not.

"Don't be so smug, you're also running out of steam!" Shen Furong swung his fist to meet Shen Xiang, believing that Shen Xiang must have used up all his true qi to withstand his attack. After all, Shen Xiang was only an Eighth Rank Mortal Martial Realm, and his true qi would not be very thick.

But Shen Furong was wrong, terribly wrong. When he struck out with his fist, Shen Xiang countered with the "White Tiger Divine Fist" again. Just like before, a crisp tiger roar erupted, and a vast force surged into Shen Furong's arm, destroying it!

"You...!" Shen Furong was sent flying by the impact and spat out a large mouthful of blood. He was now missing an arm and a leg, and Shen Xiang's White Tiger Divine Fist had also injured his internal organs.

Everyone was stunned. Shen Xiang's White Tiger Divine Fist was not only overwhelmingly powerful but also carried a terrifying killing intent. They all believed that such a level of attack would be very draining, and being able to use it once was already impressive. But Shen Xiang had used it twice!

The square was once again engulfed in a whirlwind of sand. Shen Xiang walked toward Shen Furong with a blank expression, his voice low and angry, "You injured my father, led people to attack the Alchemy King Pavilion, and planned to join forces with the Yao family to eliminate our Shen family. I won't let you, a traitor to the Shen family, die so easily."

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