Unfettered Retribution: Slaughtering My Way through the World Chapter 111 - 101: Kill Qin Wushuang! Chen Xuan’s Rage

The instant Qin Wushuang smashed through the wall and was sent flying, Chen Xuan shot after him, fast as a gale. He wouldn’t give Qin Wushuang even a mont to breathe.

But just as he lunged forward.

A giant, gorilla-like figure covered in thick black fur and blood pounced from the side, imdiately locking Chen Xuan in a death grip.

Although the giant figure was covered in black fur, with a burly, inhuman body, its face was surprisingly human.

It was the old man from just monts ago!

At this mont,

His clothes were in tatters, his muscles bulging as if he had undergone a complete transformation. His face was contorted in pain, and purple blood flowed from his mouth and nostrils as he cried out with great effort:

"Brother Qin, kill him! Now!"

BOOM!

Chen Xuan suddenly strained, and an even more imnse and terrifying power erupted from his body.

Even though the old man had undergone a monstrous transformation, he couldn’t hold on to Chen Xuan at all.

He was only at the Eighth Layer of Gang Energy.

But Chen Xuan was at the Ninth Layer of Gang Energy.

Furthermore, he was bolstered by three abilities: Innate Divine Strength, a body of bronze and iron, and the Indestructible Fist Intent.

How could the old man’s simple transformation possibly compare to Chen Xuan?

And so, in a single mont, horror filled the old man’s face as the arms desperately locked around Chen Xuan were forced apart. He then saw Chen Xuan raise his right elbow and slam it backward.

BOOM!

He spat out another mouthful of blood as his sternum shattered completely. The bone fragnts pierced his internal organs and blood vessels, sending a wave of extre agony through him that blurred his vision.

Before he could react, Chen Xuan followed up with a punch that smashed into his jaw.

BANG!

Blood gushed from the old man’s nostrils, mouth, eyes, and ears. His entire face seed to writhe as his body was sent flying into the air like a piece of straw. His face was a mangled pulp of flesh and blood, his brains spilling out...

[You have killed an Evil Cult elder. Retribution points 6000!]

Chen Xuan whipped his head around, looking toward where Qin Wushuang had been.

Only to find that Qin Wushuang, seeing things were going badly, had already taken the first opportunity to flee into the distance.

A cold glint appeared in Chen Xuan’s eyes. He stomped his foot, and his body shot forward like a rocket in hot pursuit.

But to his surprise,

Qin Wushuang wasn’t fleeing toward the Alliance Leader.

Instead, he was fleeing straight out of the territory of the Twelve Alliances.

’Does he think he can take out?’

A flicker appeared in Chen Xuan’s eyes as he accelerated his pursuit.

At this very mont,

Qin Wushuang was moving at extre speed, his legs a blur as he focused solely on dashing madly into the distance.

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to flee toward the Gang Leader.

It was because Chen Xuan’s last palm strike had forced out his Demonic Martial Form, revealing the large patch of fur on his chest...

It was the unique skin and fur of a Dark Demon Bull...

If the Alliance Leader were to see his body, he would be dead for sure!

That was why he could only flee outside the alliance’s territory and try to deal with his powerful enemy first.

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH...

The two figures, one in pursuit of the other, charged madly onward. Obstacles blurred past them, and the drizzling rain was blasted aside by their speed. In the blink of an eye, they had covered an unknown number of miles.

Finally!

Qin Wushuang plunged headfirst into a dark, dense forest and vanished after a few flashes of movent.

Chen Xuan charged in right after him, relentlessly following the trail of blood on the ground.

Suddenly, he stopped again, his brow furrowed.

He looked at the fading blood trail before him, his eyes scanning the dim surroundings of the forest.

’He’s gone?’

’Is he hiding nearby?’

"Elder Qin, co on out. Stop hiding..."

"Little Treasure Qin..."

"Brother Qin..."

"Nephew Qin..."

Chen Xuan spouted all sorts of taunts as he searched his surroundings.

"If you don’t co out, I’ll go kill your whole family."

"Oh, right, do you have a son? Maybe I’ll go crush him to death in a little while."

"Elder Qin..."

Chen Xuan’s eyes scanned the area as he remained secretly on guard.

His feet made a soft squishing sound as he trod on the wet, fallen leaves.

Suddenly, he sensed sothing. Without a second thought, Gang Qi erupted from his entire body, shining with a brilliant light like golden flas. He gathered all his strength and threw a punch straight up above his head.

The Indestructible Fist Intent behind him rose up as well, condensing into a solid form.

Like an invisible War God!

BOOM!

From above, a massive black shadow descended. Its palm, cloaked in dense Gang Qi, slamd directly into Chen Xuan’s own.

Unimaginably powerful shockwaves once again erupted from the point of impact.

The very ground beneath their feet shook from the force.

The ground in a radius of several ters instantly caved in by several inches.

Nearby rocks and trees were all blasted to pieces.

After the blow,

the massive black figure was once again sent flying backward. It sorsaulted in mid-air and landed steadily more than ten ters away, its face grim. Its body emanated an aura of terror, brutality, bloodlust, and chaos...

It was like so bloodthirsty beast that had devoured countless people.

The presence was oppressive and deeply unsettling.

’Impressive!’

Chen Xuan’s own body was shaken by the impact, and a tingling numbness spread through his palm.

He couldn’t help but stare at his opponent’s body, and a look of surprise crossed his face.

The Qin Wushuang before him had completely transford.

He stood over seven and a half feet tall, his body covered in grotesque, bluish-black muscles. His face was twisted and cold, and two thick bull horns now sprouted from his head.

Tattered shreds of cloth hung from his body.

It made him look exceptionally monstrous and terrifying.

"Just as I thought. You’re one of the demon-kin too? No, that’s not right. You’re like a zealot from the Evil Cult!"

Chen Xuan’s pupils contracted as he realized.

The Evil Cult Saintess he had killed back then had a similar aura to the one emanating from Qin Wushuang now.