The tremendous impact made the roof emit a thunderous boom, and even the ground trembled along with it.

Bang!

The expert who was ejected back to the ground slammed hard into the earth.

He furiously turned over, propped himself up with one hand, squatting as if he wanted to stand, but then he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his body involuntarily started convulsing, his limbs falling into an uncontrollable numbness.

"How could he possibly have such immense power!"

The astonished expert raised his head, and the moment he caught sight of Shen Qiang, he was dumbstruck.

Shen Qiang was standing still at that point, but his body was not only full of True Qi, but what was more terrifying were the strands of electricity coiling around him, occasionally emitting soft crackling static sounds.

"Is the numbness in my body due to his Electric Element Techniques?"

"But he's merely at the Foundation Establishment Stage. Logically speaking, cultivators at this stage should only be able to wield their natural talents instinctively. Only those above the Nascent Soul Stage can truly use powerful techniques."

"And his True Energy, it's restored so quickly. What did he eat, a Divine Pill? No, even a Divine Pill couldn't have restored that much True Energy in such a short time."

While he was lost in his chaotic thought, the expert inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shen Qiang's eyes and instantly a chilling fear rose in his heart.

Because, to his horror, he saw Shen Qiang's pupils were not only pale gold, but also not the round shape typical of humans; they were shaped like vertical olives, not only intimidating to look upon, but also inexplicably reminding the expert of... a dragon!

Meanwhile, as the expert was alarmed, the one who was truly feeling shocked was Shen Qiang himself!

Within the Medical Saint Inheritance, there were many records of medical pharmacology, Alchemy, Engraving Arrays, and various Heavenly Treasures.

But there was scant mention of combat Cultivation Techniques.

According to the Medical Saint, one could obliterate cities with a flick of a finger, and to waste time on cultivating combat techniques was a loss, and moreover, it was meaningless.

But that was because he was the Medical Saint, surrounded by throngs of people, with experts like clouds around him!

If his disciple were in the Immortal Realm, then undoubtedly there would be no lack of guards around, like Qingxuan; if she hadn't undergone Soldier Disintegration, she would be a True Immortal Realm powerhouse, with the stunning Empress Yong Zhen as a backup, there would be no point in practicing any damn techniques.

Probably if someone even bared their teeth at the Medical Saint's disciple, they would have already been annihilated, and naturally, there would be no need to practice techniques.

But Shen Qiang was different.

Because this is the world of mortals!

Here, the only one Shen Qiang could count on was himself, so he had to be strong. If he couldn't become powerful, no matter where he went, he would never truly have freedom.

Therefore, besides the Longevity Technique, which ensured the stable growth of his realm,

The only skills Shen Qiang could use in combat were the five techniques recorded in the "Mixed Arts" section of the Medical Saint Inheritance.

Power, Wind Walk, Precision.

These three were already very powerful, ensuring that Shen Qiang was invincible in his own realm and also giving him the basic ability to kill across levels.

But!

Compared to the Fury that Shen Qiang had now unleashed, they were simply weak!

Having activated Fury, Shen Qiang felt his Qi Sea boiling!

All the cells in his body seemed to be jittery.

The feeling of abundant Power was so strong that Shen Qiang could hardly resist the urge to roar out loud!

Not only that, but the instant he activated Fury, Shen Qiang felt even more keenly that the power of the Thunder Dragon he had devoured when he was opening his Qi Sea seemed to come alive, wrapping around him, and for an instant, it even gave him the illusion that he was the Thunder Dragon.

Just then, as the expert was grimacing in pain, his figure suddenly burst forth, his Flying Sword like a streak of light, shooting towards Shen Qiang's throat with the mighty True Yuan of the Yin God Realm generating a howling Gang Wind, and in an instant, it seemed as if space itself was being torn apart.

"Die! Even if you're the strongest at the Foundation Establishment Stage, you're still just at the Foundation Establishment Stage! This is a divide you cannot cross!"

But while the expert was sneering,

In the midst of the slight electric crackling,

Shen Qiang vanished.

"This..." In that instant of the expert's astonishment,

Shen Qiang, who had already appeared behind him, suddenly kicked.

Boom!

The expert, kicked away like a cannonball, crashed heavily into the cargo container in the warehouse, instantly deforming and dislocating it.

Spurt!

Cough cough!

The martial arts expert covered his mouth with his hand, but he began to cough violently, spraying blood mixed with bloody foam.

Looking at the bloody foam at the corner of his mouth, Shen Qiang immediately deduced that he had injured his lungs!

Because the lungs are part of the respiratory system, blood would only form foam after mixing with air, and at this moment, with the onset of pneumonia, the formidable expert in front of him, though strong, would inevitably die by Shen Qiang's hand if things continued this way.

However, at this time, Shen Qiang's body was already experiencing severe fatigue.

True Qi, with the continuous recovery provided by the Guiyuan Pill, was probably at about half of its normal level.

But this fatigue did not come from the consumption of True Qi.

It was like the fatigue felt by an ordinary person who did not exercise often but suddenly ran five kilometers, a fatigue that came entirely from the body.

"Is this the reason the Medical Saint said 'Fury' is a technique that overdraws life force and should not be used unless absolutely necessary?"

As Shen Qiang pondered, the blood-foamed-mouth expert grinned viciously and said, "Impressive, truly impressive! But you are only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, so it's impossible for you to defeat me!"

The words had barely left his mouth.

The expert stopped moving.

Just as Shen Qiang was surprised, the flying sword suddenly soared into the air as if held in someone's hand.

Looking at the faint figure beneath the flying sword, Shen Qiang's brows furrowed tightly.

It was the Yin God!

After achieving success in their cultivation at the Nascent Soul Stage, one could astral project at night like the Yin God, similar to Qingxuan's soul state after Soldier Disintegration but also different.

In this situation, the only thing he could do was to control the flying sword.

"Disperse him!"

Shen Qiang shot forward like a bolt of lightning.

Whoosh!

His Iron Fist struck empty space.

Swish!

A flash of the sword's light, and a white line appeared on Shen Qiang's cheek, followed by the emergence of droplets of blood.

"The Yin God has no physical form; no matter how fast you, Shen Qiang, are, or how fierce your strength, without Techniques, it's absolutely impossible for you to injure me. So don't be in a hurry, I will slowly dismember you, slice by slice!"

In his mind, he heard the Yin God expert's transmitted voice.

Shen Qiang clenched his teeth and let out a cold laugh, "You want to dismember me? Then I'll destroy your physical body first!"

Whoosh!

Shen Qiang's figure flashed and he was already beside the expert's body.

"Don't!" the expert's Yin God let out a cry of alarm.

But it was already too late.

Bang!

With his power bolstered by Fury, Shen Qiang kicked the expert's head, which exploded like a burst watermelon.

"I will cut you into a thousand pieces!"

The expert's Yin God screamed, and the flying sword created several cold flashes, enveloping Shen Qiang, who could no longer brace himself against the fatigue and had already deactivated the state of Fury.

Looking at the sword light filling his vision, Shen Qiang let out a resigned sigh.

"Am I going to die? A cultivator in the Yin God Realm without a physical body can't survive more than ten minutes in the absence of special Magical Treasures. To perish alongside a Yin God Realm cultivator, it seems a bit of a loss…"

And just as Shen Qiang, who had completely lost the ability to resist, watched the flying sword slicing towards him with a calm mind.

In his field of vision, a strange thread appeared.

Whoosh!

The thread, appearing instantaneously, wove into a crisscrossed grid in the blink of an eye, before Shen Qiang could put any thought into it.

The thread instantly tensed.

Crack!

Not only was the space in front of him sliced into small squares by the taut thread, but the flying sword also neatly broke into four pieces.

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