"Who do you think you are? A junior like you dares to stand in front of me!"
The black-robed man sneered, his gaze at Tian Shen full of disdain. He patted Su Jin on the shoulder and commanded.
"Go, Kill him."
Su Jin calmed down at this time.
"Little b*tch, do you know who i am?"
Without thinking, he rushed towards Tian Shen, his fist aimed straight at Tian Shen's head.
Su Jin followed the black-robed man's orders completely, without a hint of holding back.
This punch would've crushed Tian Shen's skull—if Tian Shen really were just a mere low level Qi Refining Realm cultivator.
"Su Jin, you beast, stop!"
Although Feng Yan was gravely injured and almost without strength, he retorted angrily upon seeing Su jin attack Tian Shen. The outburst agitated his wounds, causing him to vomit blood as he tried to rush to Tian Shen's side.
Tian Shen, catching the sight from the corner of his eye, was speechless. They truly underestimate him, Don't they?
"Sect Master, take a rest. Getting so worked up like that won't help you."
Seeing Tian Shen ignoring him, Su Jin was enraged. A ball of flame burst from his fist, scorching and leaving ripples in its wake.
"Die!"
He roared, imagining Tian Shen's head exploding like a ripe melon.
*Boom*
But at that instant, Tian Shen also made his move.
No technique, no fanfare. Just a simple punch.
A side-boss like Su Jin didn't even deserve that.
"Crack!"
Tian Shen's punch landed squarely on Su Jin's chest. Before Su Jin's own fist could land, his body flew backwards.
The snap of bones was audible to all present. Su Jin had at least five or six ribs shattered.
But it was worse than that.
His chest bore a deep, gory wound, its edges cracked like a dried riverbed. Blood poured, and the exposed bones and organs made many avert their eyes.
Su Jin lay on the ground, spitting blood and chunks of mangled organs. Even unable to scream.
Worse off than Feng Yan, clearly beyond saving.
A green attribute bubble floated from Su Jin's body to Tian Shen.
『Host gains Fire Element ×10』
『Host gains Spiritual Qi points ×60』
Interestingly, his cultivation level also upgraded by one level—but no time to ponder.
Su Jin, unable to speak, stared at the black-robed man with pleading, desperate eyes.
But the black-robed man merely glanced, then scoffed. No intention of saving him.
Instead the black robed man looked at Tian Shen and mocked.
"You dare kill my man before my eyes. Well done, little brat."
His black robe flared with a swish, his palm raised—two dark green beams of toxic energy blasted at Tian Shen.
"Poison?"
Tian Shen chuckled.
He turned his fists into a three funnel gun.
'Poison Finger Technique.'
Three venomous fingers shot from Tian Shen's hands.
Two intercepted the black-robed man's poison blasts.
The third shot straight for his chest.
*Boom*
The twin poison blasts exploded into a mist upon contact with Tian Shen's poisonous beam, neutralized like grease in boiling water.
"No way! This isn't basic Poison Finger. Even at its peak, it shouldn't be this powerful. Did he pick up new poison techniques in the Technique Pavilion? Impossible! How can he master them so fast? Is he that much of a monster?"
Feng Yan was stunned.
So was the black-robed man.
"He cultivates poison arts too? More powerful than my Profound-Grade Fire Poison Bomb? Damn brat, I should thank you for showing up!"
Greed lit up in his eyes.
He had no idea the third poisonous beam was already just inches from his chest.
Too late.
It struck.
The black-robed man spat dark fluid, his face turning pale. He staggered and collapsed.
"Impossible! I'm a Foundation Establishment expert. How can a mere Qi Refining cultivator cripple me in one blow!"
Feng Yan stared in disbelief.
But he felt it too—the black-robed man's vitality fading.
"No... not true... impossible..."
Su jin, blood in his mouth, also looked back.
When... when did the Beast Taming Sect get a disciple this powerful?
A pang of regret filled his heart.
Had he known Tian Shen was this strong, that he could slay a Foundation Establishment expert with one blow, he would've never betrayed the sect for a quick grab at power.
Tian Shen also came out of his enraged state at this time.
At this time, Su Jin also breathed his last breathe.
『Congrats host, you killed 6th Stage of Qi Refining Realm Cultivator and gained Spiritual Qi ×100.』
Tian Shen ignored it and walked step by step to the black-robed man's side.
Lifting his foot, he kicked off the opponent's cap.
An extremely ugly face covered in abscesses was revealed to his eyes.
"Ughh."
Seeing this face, Tian Shen instantly felt nauseated and almost vomited out last night's dinner.
"You little beast dared to insult me!"
The black-robed man growled in fury.
Even though he was already on the brink of death, his pride refused to let him surrender before Tian Shen.
He was well aware—practicing poison arts had ruined his appearance, turning him into a monster.
But he was still a powerhouse in the Foundation Establishment Realm. Someone like him should not be humiliated.
At the same time, jealousy bubbled within him.
Why had poison cultivation turned him into such a ghoul, while this brat practicing similar arts remained handsome, it even seems that this brat becomes more handsome the more he grows?
His gaze towards Tian Shen was venomous.
"Oh?"
Tian Shen raised a brow in surprise.
"You're about to die, and you still dare act tough? Interesting. So, what, still hiding a trump card?"
"Brat, you better let this old man go. Spare me and you might just live. I'm from the Western Region's Demon Sect."
The black-robed man declared arrogantly.
"The Demon Sect?"
Tian Shen looked puzzled.
Had been just an ordinary disciple until recently, he barely understood the Northern Regions, let alone the remote Western Regions.
"The Demon Sect?"
However, Feng Yan, Sect Master of the Beast Taming Sect, turned pale upon hearing this.
He forced his heavily injured body over to Tian Shen's side and whispered urgently.
"Tian Shen, this is bad! The Demon Sect is terrifying. Their Sect Master is at the Core Formation Realm. We can't afford to provoke them. Maybe... we should let him go?!"
"Let him go?"
Tian Shen didn't bother hiding his disdain.
"Sect Master, this bastard tried to make your daughter a human furnace! You want to let him off?!"
Feng Yan's face twisted in humiliation.
As a father, how could he bear the thought of his daughter being turned into a mere tool?
But he was also the sect master. He couldn't just think of his daughter—he had the whole sect and tens of thousands of disciples to protect.
If they truly enraged the Demon Sect, their Beast Taming Sect might be annihilated.
"Hahaha."
"Boy, you heard it yourself. Even your Sect Master knows you can't afford to offend us. Yet you still—"
*Boom**Crack*
"Shut your mouth!"
Tian Shen's foot slammed into the black-robed man's face.
Saliva, blood, and shattered teeth flew through the air.
*Gulp*
Feng Yan instinctively swallowed.
Tian Shen's ruthlessness shocked even him.
The black-robed man, his vision blurring, let out a ferocious scream:
"You brat! You're courting death! Even if you kill me, the Demon Sect will annihilate your Beast Taming Sect! Wait until the day we flatten it to dust!"
"Sect Master, you heard him. Letting him go changes nothing. So..."