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Shen Zhentian merely snorted coldly at the words, not responding. His eyes sparkled like lightning, and an overwhelming aura surged around him, instantly enveloping the entire courtyard.
What a show! Zhao Kui sneered inwardly, refusing to believe that Shen Zhentian could turn the tide. Since you are so eager to seek death, then I shall grant it!
With that thought, Zhao Kui leaped into action like a fierce leopard, charging straight at Shen Zhentian. His fingers curled into claws, and a fierce energy flickered at his fingertips, as if it could tear the very air apart.
Tiger Claw!
Shen Zhentian did not dodge or evade; a glint of determination flashed in his eyes as he met the attack with a punch.
Bang!
The clash of fist and claw produced a deafening sound. Zhao Kui felt an overwhelming force crashing against him, causing him to involuntarily stagger back several steps, his expression turning grim.
How is this possible? Zhao Kui was filled with shock. This Tiger Claw was his signature move; even someone one realm above him would hesitate to take it head-on. Yet Shen Zhentian had casually received it and even pushed him back!
This old man has hidden his strength! Zhao Kui cursed inwardly, becoming even more cautious.
Having landed a successful blow, Shen Zhentian did not pursue further. Instead, he stood with his hands behind his back, calmly gazing at Zhao Kui. "Zhao Kui, you have just disrespected my General's Residence and harmed my son. Today, I shall settle this matter with you!"
Hearing this, a fierce light flashed in Zhao Kui's eyes as he sneered. "Settle it? With you, a useless old man? Very well, today I will show you my true strength!"
With that, Zhao Kui quickly formed hand seals, his energy surging wildly around him as a violent aura shot up into the sky.
Earthly Fiend Technique! Mountain-Splitting Palm!
With a roar, Zhao Kui thrust both palms forward. A massive golden palm print appeared out of thin air, carrying an earth-shattering momentum as it slammed toward Shen Zhentian.
Not good! It's an Earth-level martial technique!
The onlookers' faces changed dramatically at the sight. Earth-level martial techniques could only be cultivated by those in the Innate Realm; their power was beyond what ordinary practitioners could withstand.
Shen Yunting and Shen Yunlei watched in horror, their eyes wide with disbelief. They wanted to rush forward to help but were too injured to move.
Father! Father!
Yeh Jing-Shu and Bai Qianyin were equally terrified, their faces pale as they cried out in alarm.
Shen Wanzhou clenched her fists tightly. At this critical moment, Shen Zhentian remained calm, a glint of brilliance flashing in his eyes.
Hmph, mere tricks!
Without any rush, Shen Zhentian raised his hand, bringing his index and middle fingers together and pointed into the air. A beam of golden light shot from his fingertips, instantly transforming into a Golden Dragon that met the golden palm print head-on.
Roar!
The Golden Dragon let out a thunderous roar as it lunged at the golden palm print with fierce claws bared.
Boom!
With a deafening crash, both the golden palm print and the Golden Dragon vanished into thin air.
What?!
Zhao Kui's pupils constricted in disbelief as he stared at the scene before him. He never expected Shen Zhentian to so easily dispel his Mountain-Splitting Palm. This was his trump card, a technique he reserved for only the most formidable opponents; even someone at the first level of the Innate Realm wouldn't dare to take it lightly. Yet Shen Zhentian had blocked it with just a single finger!
How is this possible? Weren't you supposed to be crippled? Zhao Kui asked incredulously.
Everyone in the capital knew that the once-great General Shen had suffered a significant decline in strength. But now...
Hearing this, Shen Zhentian's lips curled into a slight smirk, revealing a mocking smile. Zhao Kui, do you think you know me well?
Zhao Kui wanted to say more, but suddenly felt a dangerous aura locking onto him.
Not good!
A surge of panic gripped Zhao Kui as he attempted to dodge, but it was already too late.
In an instant, Shen Zhentian flashed before him and threw a punch.
Bang!
This punch was delivered without any restraint, crashing directly into Zhao Kui's chest.
Puff!
Zhao Kui was suddenly struck as if by lightning, a mouthful of fresh blood spewing forth. His body flew backward like a kite with a severed string, crashing heavily to the ground several dozen feet away, unconscious and unaware of his fate.
The head of the family is mighty! The head of the family is formidable!
Seeing this scene, the gathered members of the Shen Family erupted in cheers, their morale soaring. Shen Yunting and Shen Yunlei, the two brothers, were especially excited, their eyes filled with awe. They knew that their father, the head of the Shen Family, General Shen, had finally returned!
Shen Wanzhou, who had been tense with anxiety, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief at this moment.
Shen Zhentian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Kui's subordinates who looked like lost dogs. His voice was cold and piercing: "What? Do you still want Old Madam to personally escort you?"
The crowd trembled under Shen Zhentian's fierce gaze. It was as if they were witnessing a powerful lion awakening from slumber, revealing its sharp fangs.
They dared not! They dared not! One of Zhao Kui's subordinates quickly nodded and bowed, signaling to the others to carry the severely injured and unconscious Zhao Kui away as they fled from the Shen Family in disgrace.
Once Zhao Kui and his group had retreated far enough, Shen Zhentian turned to Shen Wanzhou, his icy demeanor finally softening. He patted Shen Wanzhou on the shoulder and said with satisfaction: "Wanzhou, your elixir has helped me immensely. Not only have my injuries healed, but my cultivation has also surged by three levels. Now I am at the Eighth Level of the Innate Realm. Even Chen Yuantu will have to think twice before trying to trouble you."
Upon hearing this, the weight that had been hanging over Shen Wanzhou's heart finally lifted. He suppressed his excitement and replied to Shen Zhentian: "Father, I'm just glad you're alright!"
Shen Zhentian nodded appreciatively, his gaze falling on the sleeping infant in Shen Wanzhou's arms. "From now on, no one will bully you anymore!"
Shen Wanzhou felt a lump in his throat as he nodded in agreement. "Yes, Father."
In the cradle, Chen Li seemed to sense the change in atmosphere; her little mouth moved slightly as a faint smile appeared on her rosy face, accompanied by a soft snore.
At that moment, Chen Li's thoughts reached Shen Qingyue, who was nearby sucking on her fingers.
Qingyue, now we have a strong backing. No one will bother us anymore!
Even if those from the Wuding Marquisate harbor murderous intentions, they won't come looking for trouble anytime soon. After all, with Grandfather's cultivation as a deterrent, even Chen Yuantu will have to weigh his options carefully.
From now on, the siblings can focus on their training and grow up steadily. Given enough time, even without the protection of their elders, they will be able to take care of themselves well.
When that day comes, everything that belongs to them will be reclaimed!
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