Palm Thunder's Might

"Utterly unreasonable."

Jiang Yuan shook his head and looked toward the Black Market thugs around him. In a low voice, he said, "Brothers of White Tiger Hall, this old man advises you to rein in at the edge of the cliff. Do not be like this madman, blind to the height of heaven and the depth of earth."

"Cut the crap!"

Zhang Bo flew into a rage and waved his hand. "Get him! Stop wasting words on this old bastard!"

In an instant, more than a dozen White Tiger Hall thugs charged at Jiang Yuan without another word.

Each one looked vicious as a fiend, weapons raised high as they struck at Jiang Yuan's vital points. Their attacks were exceptionally ruthless—they clearly intended to kill him!

Jiang Yuan narrowed his eyes, yet stood with his hands behind his back, calm as wind beneath light clouds. He did not move an inch.

He had decided to give the Black Market a small shock. Otherwise, they would truly think he was made of clay, bringing people to cause trouble time and again.

With Vajra Invulnerability at hand, even if there were a hundred more such "experts," he would not so much as furrow a brow.

A system talent, transcendent beyond the mortal world!

Seeing Jiang Yuan remain motionless, still standing there with his hands behind his back, Zhang Bo became furious. "Old bastard, you're putting on too much of an act—more than I do!"

"Even if the Hall Master were here today, I'd still make you die!"

Though he moved later, Zhang Bo arrived first. Unable to hold himself back, he personally joined the attack, taking the lead and raising his blade to slash at the top of Jiang Yuan's head.

True qi surged through that blade, its might astonishing. Even a powerhouse of the Meridian Opening realm would have to give it a wide berth.

Yet the next moment, something happened that made Zhang Bo's jaw drop.

When he and the dozen-plus Qi Condensation realm experts brought their blades down upon Jiang Yuan at the same time, the latter remained as immovable as a mountain!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

For a moment, the sounds of metal striking metal rang out.

The dozen-plus long blades wrapped in true qi all snapped at once, as though they had struck diamond-hard ironstone, shattering upon contact!

Zhang Bo and the dozen-plus White Tiger Hall experts surrounding Jiang Yuan were all dumbfounded, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Th-this... what the hell was going on?

What kind of monster was this old man?

"It's here! That move!"

In the distance, Liu Mang and Li Yi's pupils contracted. Seeing Jiang Yuan's Vajra Invulnerability once more still left them incomparably shaken.

Too terrifying. What kind of martial art was this?

Liu Mang asked himself: if he stood still and allowed more than a dozen Qi Condensation realm experts to hack at him, he feared the only result would be becoming a lump of minced meat.

Protective true qi simply could not withstand the attacks of so many people!

"Too strong! I have to learn it!"

Liu Mang clenched his fists tightly, his eyes still blazing with excitement as his face flushed a few shades redder.

"Retreat!!"

After standing there in shock for a long while, Zhang Bo finally came back to his senses and screamed.

At this moment, how could he not know that he had kicked an iron plate thicker than thick?

This old man was unfathomable!

For all he knew, he might be some mid-three-realm grandmaster expert playing the pig to eat the tiger!

Jiang Yuan smiled. "Gentlemen, since you have made your move, leave your lives behind."

Zhang Bo and the dozen-plus Qi Condensation experts turned pale in fright. Their bodies shot backward as they tried to widen the distance between themselves and Jiang Yuan.

However, it was already too late.

Jiang Yuan raised his sinewy right hand. Lightning churned in his palm, and a blue mark flickered in and out of sight, radiating a terrifying aura of destruction.

"Not good!!"

Liu Mang's eyes widened, and he hurriedly rushed forward. "Brother Jiang, stop—"

BOOM!!!

The next moment, an earth-shaking explosion rang out, shaking the entire street as though an earthquake had struck. Chickens scattered and dogs ran wild.

Gulp!

Liu Mang swallowed hard, staring fixedly in Jiang Yuan's direction as a dense fear rose in his heart.

In that instant, he had sensed the threat of death—the aura of the purest thunderous might between heaven and earth.

Brother Jiang... seemed even more terrifying than he had imagined.

At the same time, inside the nearby Zhu Residence.

Hearing the violent explosion, Zhu Hu, who had been eating grapes while attended by two beautiful women, suddenly jolted upright in fright, breaking out in a cold sweat.

What the hell was going on???

Had he committed too many evil deeds and was about to be struck by lightning?

"Men, get in here! Quickly!!"

On Sishui Street.

The street was already deserted. The commoners had fled without a trace, and the occasional pair of bold spectators watching from afar wet themselves on the spot when they saw the burst of lightning.

As the smoke dispersed, an enormous crater was left in the middle of the street.

An aged figure stood at its center, staring strangely at his own mangled right hand.

Jiang Yuan had known that Palm Thunder would be immensely powerful, but he had never expected it to be powerful to this extent. It amazed him even more than the Seven-Kill Sword Casket.

Too terrifying.

So terrifying that even he could not quite control this power. It had actually blown apart one of his palms.

As for the others caught in the blast, Zhang Bo included, not even their corpses remained.

Such a terrifying nuclear weapon could even replenish itself on rainy nights with thunder!

"Brother Jiang! Brother Jiang!"

At this moment, Liu Mang's slightly frightened voice came from afar as he jogged over.

"Hiss... they're all dead?"

Liu Mang sucked in a breath of cold air, feeling a chill creep down his spine.

This was Black Market territory, and no one would care if a few people died. But this manner of death was far too frightening—they had been blown to the point that not even whole corpses remained!

Jiang Yuan silently tucked his injured right hand behind his back and said blandly, "They caused trouble first. This old man merely handled matters according to the rules."

"Right, right, right! They deserved to die!!"

Liu Mang abruptly came to his senses and nodded wildly like a pecking chicken, unable to stop a somewhat ingratiating smile from appearing.

"Brother Jiang, they didn't hurt you, did they?"

Jiang Yuan shook his head. "This old man is fine. I merely tested a newly created martial art on them and suffered a bit of backlash."

"A newly created martial art?"

Liu Mang was even more shocked. That rolling thunder just now had actually been Brother Jiang's self-created martial art?

My heavens.

Could even grandmasters create a martial art with such power? Wasn't this a living ancestor?

No, these thighs were far too thick.

He absolutely had to cling to them tightly!

With that thought, Liu Mang said with a face full of remorse, "Ah, it is all this little brother's fault for arriving too late and forcing elder brother to act personally. This is this little brother's sin!"

"Rest assured, elder brother. From this day forth, White Tiger Hall will have no trace of Zhang Bo's voice left. This little brother will deal with everything cleanly!"

"That madman should have died long ago!"

Jiang Yuan nodded. Looking at the devastated street around them, he frowned. "This place..."

Understanding at once, Liu Mang patted his chest. "Rest assured, elder brother. This little brother will have people clean this place up properly. It absolutely will not delay elder brother's business!"

"Good."

"This old man is tired. I will return first today. I leave this place to you."

Jiang Yuan nodded with a faint smile, then strode away.

Li Yi hurried over. He first sucked in a breath of cold air, then looked at Jiang Yuan's retreating figure with lingering fear on his face. "Master Liu... what do we do now?"

"Should we arrest Master Jiang first and wait for Hall Master Zhu to deal with him?"

Killing a steward was no small matter within the Under-Heaven Society.

By rights, he should be arrested and questioned for his crime.

Smack!

Without another word, Liu Mang slapped Li Yi so hard that he reeled in circles, then roared, "Li Yi! Why don't you donate that pig brain of yours?"

"Arrest him? Arrest my ass!"

"The Black Market is about to change!"