353 Murder!
Tears mixed with blood streamed down Song A’san’s face as he glared at Yin Rongen’s smug expression. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
“Hahaha…” Yin Rongen reveled in Song A’san’s powerlessness, his grin growing wider. “Why didn’t you just follow my command and hunt down the remaining members of the Lin Gang? Why did you have to return? If you return, you risk losing your life, and I lose a useful hound. Even my entertainment in bed will be diminished.”
Yin Rongen clicked his tongue, eyeing Song A’san, who was wavering yet still throwing punches at him. A glint of pity appeared in his eyes.
“Because I’m merciful, I’ll grant you a quick death!” Yin Rongen declared through gritted teeth. Power exploded from his hands. His palms, mighty as mountains and seas, hurtled towards Song A’san.
“Poison sea three-part palm!”
Boom!
As the staggering power erupted, an overwhelming pressure descended upon them. The majestic king’s force blanketed the sky and earth! It was as if a dragon’s roar echoed in Yin Rongen’s ears.
He ground his teeth and maneuvered his body to turn around. A figure with white hair and luminous white eyes had already soared behind him.
“Qin…”
Bang!
The dragon’s might, as profound as the abyss, instantly razed the remaining dilapidated houses to dust under the powerful airborne force. The ground was upheaved, forming a mini whirlwind in the air.
Around Willow Street, townsfolk and warriors fled their homes in panic. However, some were hit by the flying debris, falling to the ground wounded.
The poisonous fog solidified into a mountain-like structure in the air, then descended onto Yin Rongen’s body like layers of armor, making him seem even more colossal. His face was pallid, and part of his chest had caved in.
Qin Huai’s unexpected punch earlier had almost killed him. If he hadn’t reacted promptly, the punch would have pierced his chest instead of merely breaking some of his ribs.
“Fifth Brother, what are you doing?” Yin Rongen’s expression shifted. He hadn’t anticipated Qin Huai finding him here.
Qin Huai remained silent as he advanced on Yin Rongen.
“Blood Burst!”
Several streaks of bloody light danced around him, its lightning-fast speed crossing the vast sky to shred Yin Rongen’s armor directly.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The continuous explosions reverberated, and the surging dust greatly hindered Yin Rongen’s vision.
“Qin Huai, don’t push your luck!” Yin Rongen roared. The surrounding poisonous fog suppressed the area, and his ‘armor’ extended nearly two meters from his body. Yin Rongen appeared as if he’d morphed into a small giant in an instant.
“Mountains and Seas!” His body emitted a cacophony of crackling sounds as his frame grew taller, his spine visible beneath his flesh. His muscles bulked up, his arms thickening to a size greater than two average women combined, making him look even more formidable.
He then launched a punch with reckless abandon, generating a tiny whirlwind with his fist. He punched with both fists, the resulting gusts nearly uprooting the delicate trees nearby, leaving them on the brink of collapse.
Poison was his armor; his fists were his mountains. Qin Huai’s face was stoic as he observed the colossal fist heading his way.
His blood boiled within him, powerful as a tsunami. They were poised for a conflict, inside and out, the tension as turbulent as ocean waves.
“Forbidden technique, three beasts!”
Bang!
Fists clashed. In the blink of an eye, Yin Rongen’s body armor shattered, and cracks spider-webbed across his massive arms. At the same time, blood spurted forth, sketching an eerie pattern in the air. His arm was cleanly fragmented, as though sliced by a thousand blades.
“How is this possible?” Yin Rongen’s eyes widened in fury as he gazed at his ruined arm in disbelief. His physique, lauded even by his foster father, had…
A mix of shock and rage coursed through Yin Rongen. He had faced Shao Mo in combat before, but he had never experienced such overwhelming pressure. Could the king’s force really amplify a martial artist’s strength to this extent?
His mind was a whirlwind of confusion when Qin Huai’s next punch came hurtling at him. In frustration, Yin Rongen smacked the ground. Several chunks of earth rose up, strangely coated with a viscous poison, and hurtled toward Qin Huai.
Qin Huai twirled in the air, his body suddenly illuminated with white light spots. “Poison dragon shock!”
Rumble!
The explosion shattered the airborne rocks and dispersed the poison far and wide. Qin Huai didn’t pause for even a moment. With the power of the dragon King form, if he managed to close the distance, Yin Rongen stood no chance.
Yin Rongen clenched his teeth as the armor on his body swelled once again. But this time, it only managed a momentary bulge before it collapsed abruptly.
He threw his fists. Each colossal swing was far more menacing than Qin Huai’s, enveloping the latter’s entire form.
But Yin Rongen could distinctly hear a faint sound emanating from his arms.
Puff!
Yin Rongen tried to elevate his blood and qi to their peak, but the next moment, blood gushed from his mouth.
His ribs were shattered, and his chest and lungs were severely damaged. Qin Huai’s unexpected attack robbed him of his ability to resist and utilize his full power. He feared he was fast approaching defeat and death.
“Qin Huai, you can’t just kill me like this!” he shouted, desperation tingeing his voice. “Let’s talk. I can help you become the leader of the Blood Poison Gang! I can ingest your poison to assure your…”
Bang!
His words cut off abruptly as he lost control of his body. A pair of burning hands seized him from behind.
“Fifth Master! Kill him! Kill this beast!” Song A’san’s hoarse voice rang out, his head thrown back in a roaring command.
There was a brief pause as Yin Rongen was left exposed. Qin Huai’s gaze hardened as he curled his fingers. His form morphed into a stream of white, flashing through the air.
And in an instant, his hand pierced Yin Rongen’s throat.