Chapter 16: Anyone who offends the Wang family, even if strong, will be exterminated!

The thunder still rumbles.

The sound is loud, shaking people uncomfortably.

The blinding purple light slowly faded.

The courtyard was a mess, with a strong burnt smell.

There was a strange smell in the air.

It was somewhat like melted metal, with a hint of fishiness.

This is the special smell of thunder splitting yin energy.

In the middle of the courtyard were the two black-robed men who had just been arrogant.

Now they lay there, their whole bodies scorched black.

Their black robes had long since burned away.

Revealing underneath skin that was burnt black and curled.

In some places bone could be seen, still smoking.

Their breath was extremely weak, they were about to die.

The power of the Thunder Talisman was too great.

It was far more fearsome than Wang Shan had imagined, and it also shattered the enemy's hope.

This isn't a talisman at all—it's literally heaven punishing them!

Heipao Jia was especially badly injured.

He had been using that sinister black token, expending a lot of energy.

He also happened to be right at the center of the thunder strike.

Now he lay paralyzed on the ground, his body trembling nonstop.

Each tremor made him spit out a big mouthful of black blood, mixed with shredded organs.

His originally gloomy and cruel eyes were wide open.

Inside them was nothing but incomprehensible fear and the terror of impending death.

How could that be?

A lousy old man who had only reached Body Refining Sixth Layer...

How could he produce such a powerful thunder talisman?

This isn't right!

Such a thing should never appear in a place as small as Luo Bay County!

He couldn't figure it out.

He also had no time to think.

Death was rapidly approaching him.

Wang Shan himself wasn't doing well either.

Using the Thunder Talisman had nearly exhausted the spiritual power he had just broken through but not yet stabilized.

When that thunder exploded, the power rebounded back.

It threw his qi and blood into disorder, his throat tasted sweet, and he almost spat blood.

His head buzzed, his whole body felt emptied out, and he was both exhausted and in pain.

But he forced himself to endure, though his gaze was extremely frightening.

He knew very well that he could not rest now!

Seize his illness, take his life!

This is a good opportunity; not a single one can be let go!

If we kill, we must kill them cleanly!

His gaze instantly locked onto the more severely injured, dying Heipao Jia on the ground.

It's him!

Wang Shan gritted his teeth.

He exerted the Duant Body Art to its utmost.

In the dried-up meridians, it seemed he squeezed out the last bit of strength.

The faint qi and blood flowed again, allowing him to still stand.

He pushed hard off the ground with his foot.

His whole body shot forward like an arrow toward Heipao Jia!

His speed wasn't fast, and he was even a bit unsteady.

But that fearless, forward-charging demeanor was frightening!

At the same time, he gathered all his remaining strength, including the bit he had just squeezed out with the Duant Body Art.

All of it concentrated in his right hand.

The air seemed to be moved by his hand, making a faint sound.

Pishan Palm!

This palm gathered all his current strength and killing intent.

Its power already exceeded what a Body Refining Sixth Layer cultivator should have!

"No..."

Heipao Jia's throat emitted a strange sound; his final fear lingered in his eyes.

He had been heavily struck by the Thunder Talisman and was terrified.

Also afraid this old farmer is so vicious and so fast.

His body simply couldn't move.

He could only watch as that hand, covered in old cocoons but now like the hand of the Death God, loomed larger before his eyes.

"Pfft!"

A muffled, teeth-grating soft sound.

There wasn't a loud noise, only the most direct force being unleashed.

Wang Shan's Pishan Palm struck Heipao Jia's head squarely.

Like a watermelon being smashed.

Red and white splattered out.

Heipao Jia's head instantly flattened.

His body jerked up once, then went completely limp.

There was no movement anymore.

He died on the spot!

Another black-robed person, Heipao Yi.

Although he was also badly injured, his whole body was scorched black.

But since he wasn't at the exact center of the lightning strike, his injuries were slightly lighter than his companion's.

He still retained a bit of consciousness and strength.

He watched in person as his stronger companion had his skull smashed by a palm, dead beyond death.

Heipao Yi was so frightened his soul almost left him!

What mission?

What Wan family?

What face?

In the face of death, nothing matters!

All he could think about was escaping!

The farther he ran, the better!

If he didn't run now, he was dead for sure!

He endured the pain of his whole body feeling torn apart, plus the numbness from the lightning.

He jumped up suddenly, not even daring to glance at Wang Shan.

He turned and ran straight for the courtyard wall!

Even a Body Refining eighth-layer cultivator, even if seriously injured,

Once he ran for his life, his speed was still very fast!

He almost turned into a black blur!

"You want to run?!"

A cold glint flashed in Wang Shan's eyes.

Letting a tiger go invites endless trouble!

He's lived this long—how could he not understand this principle?

If we let him get away today, the Wang family is finished!

He instinctively reached for the Thick Earth Talisman, his last lifesaving item.

But he stopped himself immediately.

No!

The Thick Earth Talisman is for saving lives.

Moreover, using it requires spiritual power.

His spiritual power is almost gone now.

Forcing its use would definitely be ineffective; it might not stop a desperate eighth-layer Body Refining cultivator fleeing for his life.

More importantly, he needed a faster, more direct way to block him!

Wang Shan's mind raced.

【97】 His gaze swept over the surroundings.

His gaze swept over the surroundings.

Although the Misty Spirit Gathering Array had been torn apart by ghost claws, its core spirit stone was also shattered.

But the array's foundation remained, and its remaining energy had not yet dissipated.

It formed a chaotic force field in the courtyard.

Right!

Exactly this!

Wang Shan suddenly raised his hand—not forming a seal.

But relying on a slight feeling of the array's remaining energy.

He forcibly mobilized those scattered array energies!

This was a crude, strained control.

It sent a sharp pain through his already weak mind.

But he couldn't worry about that now!

"Condense!"

Wang Shan gave a low shout.

He shoved the invisible, chaotic remnant power of the formation hard ahead of the fleeing Heipao Yi!

Buzz!

The air seemed to tremble.

Heipao Yi was running desperately forward.

He suddenly felt the space ahead grow heavy, as if he had plunged into a thick mass of mud!

An invisible force pressed on him, slowing his movements!

This force wasn't very strong and faded quickly, after all it was just the chaotic leftover energy of the formation.

But Heipao Yi was highly tense, fleeing with all his might.

This sudden obstruction made his body jerk, and his speed dropped instantly!

Just that little slowdown!

In a fight between experts, life and death often hang in a single moment!

For Wang Shan, that was enough!

As he mobilized the formation's power, his body shot forward like a cannonball!

Is the spiritual energy exhausted?

No problem!

He still has this sturdy body forged by the Duant Body Art!

He still has that ruthless determination to not rest until the enemy is slain!

Just as Heipao Yi's movements slowed, Wang Shan caught up to him from behind!

No fancy moves, no glowing spiritual power.

Only the most primitive, brutal, and direct desperate fight!

Wang Shan threw a punch, wind howling, viciously striking Heipao Yi's back.

Heipao Yi felt the fierce wind behind him, terrified out of his wits.

In the critical moment, he also turned fierce.

He suddenly turned and lashed out with a claw at Wang Shan's face!

Bang!

Rip!

Fist and claw collided!

Wang Shan's fist struck Heipao Yi's shoulder blade with a dull thud, the sound of bone cracking clearly audible.

Heipao Yi's claw, glowing with an eerie light, also left several bloody gashes on Wang Shan's arm down to the bone.

Blood spattered out!

Both grunted and each stepped back.

A flash of fear crossed Heipao Yi's eyes.

This old guy… his spiritual power is nearly gone, yet his physical strength is still this huge?!

Moreover, his wounds seem to be slowly moving, clotting much faster than an ordinary person's!

It's that strange Body Refining technique!

Wang Shan didn't care about those.

He licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, his killing intent growing stronger.

He could feel that although his opponent was at Body Refining Eighth Layer, after being wounded by the thunder talisman, his strength and speed were much reduced.

Adding his injuries, in a real fight he might be only slightly stronger than Wang Shan at his peak.

As for himself, backed by the Duant Body Art, his recovery ability is far superior to his opponent's!

Going on like this, he might still have a chance!

Come die!

Wang Shan lunged again, completely exchanging wounds for wounds!

He abandoned all defenses, pushing the qi and blood and bodily strength from the Duant Body Art to the limit!

Fists, palms, elbows, knees…

Every part of his body became a weapon, wildly striking at Heipao Yi's vital points!

Heipao Yi was both afraid and angry.

He is a Body Refining Eighth Layer practitioner—when has he ever been driven to this state by a Body Refining Sixth Layer?

He also turned ruthless, using his remaining spiritual power to unleash various vicious and treacherous techniques, fighting Wang Shan head‑on!

For a moment, the small Wang Family courtyard was filled with the sounds of fists and feet colliding, bones breaking, dull thuds of blows landing on flesh, and heavy panting.

Blood kept dripping, staining the ground red.

Wang Shan's body gained several more wounds, a palm strike to his chest breaking several ribs, and blood flowing from the corner of his mouth increasing.

But he seemed to feel no pain, his attacks growing even fiercer.

The madness in his eyes made Heipao Yi feel afraid!

This isn't human! He's a death‑defying madman!

Heipao Yi's situation was even worse.

He was already injured, and being entangled by Wang Shan's death‑defying fighting style made his wounds grow worse.

The numbness and internal injuries from the lightning strike kept flaring up.

His movements grew slower, his strength dwindled, and the fear and despair in his eyes deepened.

He couldn't understand why this had happened.

Obviously we just came to wipe out a tiny Wang Family, how did it turn out like this?

Two Body Refining Eighth Layer cultivators were actually beaten to this point by an old farmer at Body Refining Sixth Layer!

"Pfft!"

Another hard‑on‑hard clash!

Wang Shan solidly blocked Heipao Yi's hand‑blade strike on his shoulder.

The intense pain made his vision go dark.

But he grasped the moment when the foe's strength was spent and new strength had not yet risen, seizing the opening!

He lunged forward, using his shoulder to shove aside the arm blocking him.

He gathered his last bit of strength, threw a punch like a hammer smashing a city gate, and slammed it hard into Heipao Yi's chest!

"Crack!"

That was the sound of his pulse being severed!

Heipao Yi's body suddenly stiffened, his eyes widened dramatically, and his gaze instantly scattered.

He opened his mouth, as if wanting to say something.

But in the end he only uttered a meaningless 'huh' sound.

Then his body went limp and collapsed.

He had no breath left.

The second Body Refining Eighth Layer cultivator is dead!

The whole courtyard finally fell completely silent.

Only Wang Shan's heavy, ragged breathing remained.

He stood between the two corpses, covered in blood, full of wounds, his body swaying.

A breeze blew, lifting the dust and bloody stench from the ground.

He gazed at the two cold corpses on the ground, feeling no joy of victory, only a cold calm and deep fatigue.

He won.

But the cost was high.

He had almost exhausted all his methods, his Spiritual Power was gone, and he suffered severe injuries.

But he managed to survive.

The Wang Family is safe!

He slowly lifted his head, his gaze piercing through the broken courtyard wall toward the distance.

That direction is where the Chen Family lies.

It is also… the direction of the Wan Family.

"Those who offend my Wang Family…"

He spoke in a low, hoarse voice, not loud but carrying an absolute ruthlessness.

"Though strong, they must be killed!"