Chapter 223: Have I Said That Just Now Was My Full Power?

Shen Qing smiled as he looked toward Shen Yun'ya, giving him a once-over.

"Then let's start with the liver."

"When you were seven, during the Shen family's New Year, you beat me for no reason, nearly shattering my liver."

As he spoke, Shen Qing pointed a finger, sending a stream of true qi directly into Shen Yun'ya's body. Shen Qing did not choose to simply crush his liver, but instead let the true qi tear it apart bit by bit, making Shen Yun'ya feel the pain gradually.

Shen Yun'ya's face showed a flicker of pain, but he could still endure it, soon returning to calm.

Shen Qing continued: "When you were eight, your father threw you a birthday party, and you beat me so badly I couldn't get out of bed for three months, shattering my kidneys."

Shen Qing pointed again, and true qi began swiftly cutting into Shen Yun'ya's kidneys.

By now, Shen Yun'ya could no longer bear the pain, letting out a low growl from his throat.

But it wasn't over yet.

Shen Qing said: "Still when you were eight, you force-fed me Qinghuo liquid, burning my stomach to the brink of death."

As he spoke, Shen Qing pulled a small red bottle from his bosom.

"So I specially prepared a bottle of Ran Hai liquid—its effect is stronger than Qinghuo liquid. I think you'll like it."

Shen Yun'ya's eyelids twitched. Ran Hai liquid? Why is it called Ran Hai liquid? Because it can even set the sea on fire.

"Wait..."

Shen Qing couldn't be bothered with him, grabbed his jaw, and poured every drop of the Ran Hai liquid down his throat. The scorching heat exploded instantly, and even through the skin, Shen Qing felt a wave of intense heat.

Shen Yun'ya opened his mouth wide, crying out in pain, yet he still managed to speak.

"Stop! Stop!"

"Shen Qing, you just want to know why I targeted you as a child? I'll tell you."

Shen Qing raised an eyebrow: "You want to confess already? We've only just begun—I've settled three items, and you're already afraid?"

Yes, Shen Yun'ya was afraid. He knew what he had done in the past, and he feared it.

Shen Yun'ya did not respond to Shen Qing's words, but simply opened his mouth.

"Because your talent is good."

Shen Qing stopped his hand: "My talent is good?"

But at this moment, due to the burning heat and pain inside him, Shen Yun'ya didn't hear Shen Qing's words, merely muttering to himself.

"I saw your great talent with my eyes, I envied you, so my parents used special methods to steal your talent."

"But I still envied you, so I wanted to kill you."

Shen Qing understood.

This situation really reminded Shen Qing of some plotlines.

There were two brothers—the elder called Eleven, the younger called Ten.

Eleven also, with family help, stole Ten's supreme bone, though Eleven acted without malice, later apologized, and even made amends.

But this Shen Yun'ya is utterly despicable.

Shen Qing gave a light laugh, too lazy to listen further, and continued the reckoning: "When you were ten, you shattered my hands, breaking the bones."

Shen Qing stepped forward, extended a hand, and vast true qi firmly gripped Shen Yun'ya's hands. Then, Shen Qing lightly tapped with his finger.

The vast true qi began to twist, crack-crack-crack.

Shen Yun'ya's bones began to shatter continuously, twisting, and in just a few breaths, his arms were twisted like a rope.

Shen Qing assessed Shen Yun'ya: "Finally, the heart. When I was eleven, you set off for the North Sea, and before leaving, you gave me a palm strike. After you left, my heart nearly shattered."

As he spoke, Shen Qing raised his finger. At this moment, Shen Yun'ya truly panicked—shattered heart means real death.

"Shen Qing! Wait! You're not dead yet! And I can return your talent! You can't kill..."

But Shen Qing directly used true qi to seal Shen Yun'ya's mouth.

"Is this your last words? How boring."

"And I didn't die because my great-grandfather kept sustaining my life—what does that have to do with you?"

"You might as well welcome your death, like a stray dog!"

Shen Qing raised his finger—only to see golden light gather. Shen Yun'ya kept shaking his head, eyes full of pleading, but his mouth was sealed by true qi, unable to utter a sound of begging.

At this moment, Shen Yun'ya's eyes flashed with scenes like a revolving lantern.

Just then, a voice called out: "Shen Qing! Spare him!"

Looking into the distance, two white-haired elders flew through the sky, and Shen Yun'ya's eyes also showed a glimmer of hope for life.

Shen Qing glanced at the two, raised two fingers aimed at them, and two Heavenly Dragon Fingers shot out. The two paused for an instant, Shen Qing's eyes icy cold, and he directly pointed and exploded Shen Yun'ya's heart.

At the same time, the other true qi inside Shen Yun'ya's body were instantly detonated, and his other organs were blown into powder.

Shen Yun'ya's eyes showed disbelief: Wasn't Shen Qing's talent stolen by him? Why can he still rise?

Shen Yun'ya collapsed helplessly.

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One of the elders had bloodshot eyes: "Yun'ya!"

Shen Qing turned, looking at the elder with bloodshot eyes: "You're from the Shen family, right? Shen Ting?"

"I remember you—when Shen Yun'ya hit me as a child, it was you who took his side."

As he spoke, Shen Qing shifted his gaze to the other black-clad elder: "And you? Never mind, not important. You just told me to stop—what's your relation to Shen Yun'ya?"

Shen Ting roared: "We are his Dao protectors! Didn't we just tell you to stop?"

The black-clad elder on the other side hurried to cover his mouth, but it was too late—Shen Ting, heated with anger, had already said everything.

Shen Qing narrowed his eyes: "You say you're Dao protectors? Have I fallen behind? Or did the Shen family ancestor change the rules?"

"When will the Shen family's training ever have a guardian of the Dao?"

"No wonder Shen Yunya, this waste, only reached the sixth level of the Yuan Dan realm now."

The black-clothed old man also gave up in despair: "Shen Qing, I will explain to you later, but for now, come back to the Shen family with us. You killed Shen Yunya, and the Shen family may have to put you on trial."

But in the next moment, a wild and unrestrained laugh rang out.

"Trial? Hahaha, how interesting. Shen Yunya tried to kill me several times before, and he was never put on trial. Now that I killed him, you want to put me on trial?"

"Then come on. Try it. See if you two old immortals can actually put me on trial."

The black-clothed old man's eyes were calm: "Shen Qing, your strength indeed exceeds our imagination, but if that's all you have, you might still not be able to deal with the two of us."

Shen Qing slowly drew the Dragon-Slaying Blade, and the spirit of the demonic blade, the Purple Python, also sensed Shen Qing's intent. In an instant, the huge Purple Python, faintly showing dragon horns, roared out, howling at the two of them, its brutal aura bursting forth wildly.

Shen Qing's eyes were icy cold, and blood qi permeated his surroundings. Gradually, a set of crimson armor began to cover his entire body, even the all-pervading dark purple Dragon-Slaying Blade was covered with a layer of crimson edge.

The Slaughter Armor was fully covered.

At this moment, Shen Qing's aura surged again, and the two old men finally changed their expressions.

Shen Qing raised the Dragon-Slaying Blade, pointing it at the two of them, and spoke word by word.

"So, did I say just now that was my full power?"

"Are you ready to receive my trial upon you?"