Chapter 5

Xiang Chen rushed towards the Wang family's direction. It was over ten kilometers away, but with his current astonishing speed, it would probably take only ten minutes to get there.

Xiang Chen, like a fierce beast, moved on all fours. His hind legs could propel him over ten meters with a single burst of power, and his hands, acting like forelimbs, could also burst forward upon touching the ground, allowing him to move at an astonishing speed.

The package on his back, containing the bloody head, stained his back with still-warm blood, filling Xiang Chen's heart with endless sorrow and rage.

What if he turned into a demon? Now, he had thoroughly understood that the darkness and malice in human hearts were uglier and more terrifying than demons.

As long as he could protect the people he cared about, even if he had to turn into a demon or become a monster in the eyes of the world, Xiang Chen was willing to do so.

Inside his body, the inner core given by the magpie released astonishing power, which was continuously refined by the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron and poured into Xiang Chen's body. Now, Xiang Chen felt as if he had inexhaustible strength.

For the human race, demons were sworn enemies in this world.

Demons were infinitely vilified, all depicted as man-eaters, unacceptable to the world.

Four years ago, when the magpie, a small pet pig raised by his mother, spoke human language and found him, he refused to become a demon for this very reason.

Now, if humans wouldn't accept him and wanted to kill him, what did he care?

He ran down this street and entered a bustling area, where there were already many people. Xiang Chen ran quickly through the crowd, his speed increasing, scaring many people who hurried to get out of his way. Some who couldn't dodge in time were knocked flying.

"What the hell is that? So fast!"

"It's a human, how can a human run like that?"

"That's... the waste of the Xiang family, that freak of a young master!"

The crowd was in shock, and pedestrians hurried to avoid being hit.

Xiang Chen leaped, flying up to the roof of a building over ten meters high, running across the rooftops and shattering countless tiles.

"Stop him!"

At this moment, a large group of people arrived on the street below, shouting in anger.

These people were all wearing the black guard uniforms of the Xiang family, with a large "Xiang" on their backs. They were true guard experts, different from the previous household slaves.

To become a family guard, one had to be at least a Divine Storage realm cultivator, capable of cultivating true qi.

Only by opening the Divine Storage could one truly be considered a cultivator.

Fifty to sixty Xiang family guards leaped onto the building, surrounding Xiang Chen from all sides.

Among these guards was a young man around twenty years old, with a cold expression, holding a four-foot-long sword. He was the leader of the guards.

Xia Bei, Xiang Chen recognized this young man, a subordinate of the Grand Consort Lin Lian.

"Xiang Chen, you beast, don't you dare stop and submit to execution!"

Xia Bei shouted at Xiang Chen in anger.

"Get lost, anyone who blocks me today will die!"

Xiang Chen let out a roar from his throat, his eyes bloodshot with red veins, filled with killing intent, like a raging beast staring at Xia Bei.

"Hmph, I see you are truly a demon. Guards, follow my order, execute Xiang Chen!"

Xia Bei shouted in anger.

"Kill...!"

Dozens of Xiang family guards shouted in anger, drawing their waist knives, their true qi flowing as they charged at Xiang Chen.

Swish!

A guard slashed down with his knife, the blade enveloped in a green blade aura, the blade energy extending three feet from the blade. The power of this single slash could split through stone and reach over ten meters, aiming for Xiang Chen's head.

"Roar..."

Xiang Chen let out a non-human roar, his fingers growing into sharp, razor-like claws. He swung his claw, the power of the inner core concentrated in his palm.

Clang!

The blade struck Xiang Chen's palm, producing a metallic sound. The astonishing power made the guard's hand holding the knife ache, and he looked at Xiang Chen in shock.

This guy, wasn't he supposed to be a waste who couldn't cultivate? How could he have such strength, at least three thousand pounds of force from a single slash of a Divine Storage realm expert.

Xiang Chen's other hand transformed into a tiger-like paw, striking down with astonishing speed.

Pfft...! This claw tore through the guard's face, breaking his skull and tearing off large chunks of flesh. The guard let out a惨叫 and was instantly killed, flying away.

Huff...

Another blade of qi came from the left. Xiang Chen dodged, clenching his claw into a fist and delivering a powerful punch, releasing the surging power in his fist.

Boom...

A golden fist shadow exploded, striking the blade and sending the long knife flying.

Thud...

"Ah..." The guard's chest was punched through with a bloody hole, and he was thrown over ten meters onto the street, barely breathing.

More and more people charged at him. Although the crowd was shocked by Xiang Chen's sudden, astonishing strength, with so many attacks, some inevitably hit him.

The energy from the inner core protected his flesh, but he still suffered several bloody cuts.

However, the blade energy that could cut through steel did not split his body in half, and his powerful physique left the guards in awe.

"How could this little beast suddenly become so strong?"

Xia Bei was slightly shocked, watching Xiang Chen dodge and occasionally be hit, but seize opportunities to kill one of the guards, finding it unbelievable.

Not just the Xiang family, but the entire Shangwang City knew that the King Xiang had a son with a strange appearance who couldn't cultivate!

"Hmph, it seems he really is a demon." Xia Bei coldly snorted, then a powerful true qi surged into his sword.

Buzz...

The sword hummed, emitting a green sword aura from the tip.

"Wind Sword, Kill!"

He charged forward, the sword moving so fast that it produced a whistling sound, like a gust of wind, unpredictable.

This was a martial arts sword technique.

Pfft...

The sword was too fast, and Xiang Chen, who had never practiced martial arts and relied on his innate combat genes, couldn't dodge it. The sword pierced his chest, blood splattering...

Xiang Family, Xiang Wang's Palace!

Xiang Wang's Palace, one of the six major families, covered an area of over a thousand acres, housing Xiang family members, servants, and guards, numbering no less than ten thousand, with many powerful individuals.

Now, King Xiang was imprisoned, and the Xiang Wang's Palace had fallen under the control of his wife, Grand Consort Zhou Jinlian.

In the luxurious palace, a young man lay on a bed, attended by beautiful maids on either side.

This young man, around eighteen years old, was handsome, but his young eyes already carried a hint of cruelty.

Xiang Que, Xiang Chen's half-brother, the son of Grand Consort Lin Lian.

A woman in a golden phoenix dress, extremely beautiful, looking around thirty years old, sat beside him.

Lin Lian! Xiang Chen's cruel stepmother.

"Mother, is that dog Xiang Chen dead?"