Chapter 170

"Boom—!"

Kuchiki Senya's entire body erupted in Xiong Xiongliehuo, burning with intense heat like a man of flame.

"Sssshh!"

A massive flame sword qi formed out of thin air, then slashed outward with destructive force.

"Bang!"

The wall of Kuchiki Senya's dwelling was split open by the flame sword qi, then shattered into countless fragments that scattered across the ground.

"Sssss!"

"Roar!"

"Hehehe~!"

The sudden anomaly on Kuchiki Senya's body drew the attention of many zombies nearby; they roared and rushed toward him, intent on tearing him apart.

But when they approached within three meters of Kuchiki Senya, they all halted, cowering on the ground with eyes filled with boundless horror and deep fear.

Because they could clearly sense that Kuchiki Senya's aura had grown stronger by more than several times, and had become far more violent and cruel.

"Heh, foolish ants, daring to try and seize my body? Utterly clueless of death." Kuchiki Senya chuckled lightly, his voice icy.

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No sooner had he spoken than Kuchiki Senya swung his right arm violently, summoning another flame sword qi that slashed forward with terrifying force.

"Shhh!"

The flame sword qi shot forward and struck the group of zombies ahead, shattering five or six of them into pieces.

"Hehehe~!"

Seeing his painstakingly crafted low-grade monster army instantly wiped out, Kuchiki Senya felt no pity—instead, he let out a dark, grating laugh.

The next instant, Kuchiki Senya clenched his right fist and punched forward with all his might.

"Bang!"

A thunderous explosion rang out; where Kuchiki Senya's fist passed, all the zombies burst apart, turning into a mist of blood.

The aura radiating from Kuchiki Senya grew increasingly terrifying, causing even Senya's side, Chiyoko, to tremble uncontrollably; her face turned pale, her eyes vacant—clearly stunned into shock.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, a furious roar came from behind Kuchiki Senya.

A thin man leapt out from behind him and slashed one clawed hand toward Kuchiki Senya.

The man's claws were pitch black, gleaming with a cold, razor-sharp luster, clearly brimming with immense power.

"Get lost!"

Kuchiki Senya didn't turn his head—he simply swung his hand backward in a backhand slap.

"Puch!"

A sharp crack echoed as the man's thick, powerful arm was smashed into pulp by Kuchiki Senya's slap, collapsing into a mound of meat on the ground, reeking of blood.

"Aowww~"

The owner of the severed arm let out a pained howl, then clutched his bleeding stump and fled quickly.

"Worthless!"

Kuchiki Senya didn't even glance at him, sneering.

Then, Kuchiki Senya slowly turned his head toward one direction and said calmly: "Since you've come, stop lurking in the shadows—come out now."

At Kuchiki Senya's words, a rapid patter of footsteps came from that direction, and three battered figures emerged.

All three wore white robes, had handsome faces, and carried a strong medicinal scent—clearly physicians, though now they looked utterly dejected.

133. You certainly have some nerve.

They looked at Kuchiki Senya, their eyes filled with wariness and venomous resentment.

Indeed, these three physicians were the ones Tian Zhong had summoned.

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Though their medical skills were mediocre, they could barely be called physicians—after all, hospitals did have medical staff.

"Tian Zhong certainly is no longer fit to remain in the Tian family," Kuchiki Senya said, looking at the three physicians, a mocking smile on his face.

The three physicians ignored Kuchiki Senya's words; each pulled out a glass bottle, uncapped it, then crushed the stopper with their fingers, releasing a pungent medicinal aroma.

"Drink!"

The three physicians shouted as they swallowed the liquid inside and marched swiftly toward Kuchiki Senya.

Kuchiki Senya watched the three advancing toward him, his face darkening—he flicked his right "Wu Yi Qi" hand through the air.

"Whooosh!"

A gale surged forth, ripping off the physicians' robes and leaving them naked before Kuchiki Senya.

The three physicians froze in shock, then blushed crimson and spun around, overcome with shame, wishing they could die on the spot.

"You pathetic trash dare challenge me? Your balls are surprisingly large." Kuchiki Senya sneered, grabbing one physician by the collar and hoisting him into the air, his eyes cold and merciless as he stared at the man.

"You!!" The physician's face turned crimson as he opened his mouth to curse.

"Bang!"

"Crack!"

Kuchiki Senya's right hand moved slightly, punching straight through the physician's chest, then twisted his wrist—blood splattered across the ground.

The remaining two physicians, seeing this, turned deathly pale and spun around to flee.

"Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!"

Before they'd taken more than a few steps, two sharp whistling sounds rang out, and they were blasted backward by a powerful shockwave, crashing to the ground and spitting blood.

"Who sent you?!" Kuchiki Senya's eyes blazed with murderous intent, each word spoken slowly and coldly.

"Kill us!" The two doctors exchanged a glance, then gritted their teeth and spoke.

"Hmph!"

Kuchiki Senya let out a cold snort and hurled the two men far away with force.

"Thud! Thud!"

Two dull thuds sounded simultaneously; the two doctors crashed to the ground, unconscious.

"Damn it!" Kuchiki Senya cursed inwardly.

He had intended to use these three doctors to absorb their essence, qi, and spirit, strengthening his own power.

But he never imagined these three would rather die than cooperate with him.

"It seems rapid power advancement…" Kuchiki Senya frowned slightly, murmuring to himself.

"Roar!"

As Kuchiki Senya pondered how to rapidly enhance his strength, a bestial roar erupted beside him, followed by a violent gust of wind slamming toward his face.

Kuchiki Senya looked up and saw a massive black tiger racing toward him, its muscles knotted and pulsing with boundless power.

"Wretched beast, seek death!"

Kuchiki Senya's expression remained calm; he extended his right hand and slapped toward the tiger, his fingertips glowing with faint golden light, sharp and unstoppable.

"Bang!"

A tremendous thud rang out; the black tiger was struck by Kuchiki Senya's palm and flung sideways, crashing heavily to the ground.

"Awooo~"

The black tiger let out a pained howl, struggling to rise—but it had suffered considerable injuries, and ultimately collapsed, unable to move, barely alive.

"This…"

The two doctors and the cub, having witnessed Kuchiki Senya's terrifying power, were instantly filled with shock.

Such power utterly surpassed human imagination.

Whether it was that previous technique or the effortless way he defeated the black tiger, such terrifying strength could not possibly belong to an ordinary cultivator.

"Could you be Kuchiki Senya?"

Suddenly, a voice filled with surprise rang out; three elderly men walked forward from afar.

All three appeared to be in their fifties or sixties, their bodies frail, skin shriveled, as if on the verge of death.

Kuchiki Senya glanced at them, then nodded.

He knew who these three old men were—they were the three guardians of the Tian family, specifically assigned to protect Tian Xiaotao's safety.

Unless under exceptional circumstances, these three old men would never appear.

Their presence here now proved that Tian Xiaotao was in trouble.