108: Wang Lianhua pawn

He desperately wanted to break free, but he found that he couldn't even turn around, let alone escape Duan Zhengchun's palm.

"Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy? Something even a dog wouldn't practice. Is this all the insight you have, Senior Wang?" Duan Zhengchun said disdainfully.

"Impossible. If it's not the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy, then it must be the Star Sucking Great Technique. What is your relationship with Ren Woxing?" Wang Lianhua guessed again.

"Ren Woxing? The Star Sucking Great Technique? A Cultivation Technique that can drive someone mad—even a dog wouldn't practice it," Duan Zhengchun said with a curl of his lip.

"Tell me, what Cultivation Technique is this exactly? Even if I must die, let me die with understanding," Wang Lianhua said angrily.

If it wasn't the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy or the Star Sucking Great Technique, what else could absorb his Internal Energy?

"Don't worry, I will satisfy your curiosity."

After saying that, Duan Zhengchun suddenly exerted force. In an instant, Wang Lianhua's Internal Energy was completely drained.

A blast of cold Qi erupted from his palm, sending Wang Lianhua flying. His face turned sallow, and his appearance became gaunt; his previously ruddy complexion now looked as aged as century-old bark.

"Brother..." Shen Lang's expression changed as he rushed forward to check on Wang Lianhua's condition.

After checking his pulse, Shen Lang's expression became terrifyingly grim.

Wang Lianhua's Internal Energy had vanished, just like Shen Guyan's.

However, he had also heard the conversation between Wang Lianhua and Duan Zhengchun just now.

It wasn't the Skill for Dissolving Internal Energy, nor was it the Star Sucking Great Technique. What Cultivation Technique was it then?

To be able to absorb someone's entire Internal Energy in such a short time—he had never heard of such a Cultivation Technique in the Jianghu.

"Big Brother, I'm useless. I failed to avenge Lonely Goose."

"You all must leave quickly. Don't try to avenge me anymore. This kid is strange; he's powerful, and his Cultivation Technique is bizarre and insidious."

"One slip-up and you'll meet with disaster. Take Pandaer and my sister-in-law and go," Wang Lianhua said weakly.

"Brother, hang in there. I will save you," Shen Lang said with a face full of pain.

"It's no use, Big Brother. Don't waste any more Internal Energy."

"Go. Take Pandaer and my sister-in-law and leave immediately."

"No, don't let my sacrifice be in vain," Wang Lianhua said emotionally.

At this moment, his face began to regain some color, no longer as sallow as before.

Seeing this, Shen Lang knew it was the final radiance of a setting sun; his brother's life had reached its end.

"Alright, alright, I promise you. Brother, don't get worked up, I'll promise you, okay?" Shen Lang nodded helplessly.

Pandaer watched Wang Lianhua, whose life force was nearly extinguished, and his eyes turned red.

He turned to glare at Duan Zhengchun, a powerful killing intent erupting from his eyes.

Seeing Pandaer's reaction, Duan Zhengchun narrowed his eyes slightly.

"What? Does Senior wish to stand up for his brother?" Duan Zhengchun still had a smile on his face.

"Doing this... you might as well have just killed him. Why be so cruel to him?" Pandaer said through gritted teeth.

"Kill him? Wouldn't that be breaking my word? This Prince said just now that I wouldn't kill him, so naturally, I won't kill him," Duan Zhengchun said.

"Heh... Good, good, very good. Kid, you have completely enraged me. I want to see just how capable you are." Pandaer roared and charged directly at Duan Zhengchun.

From the battle with Wang Lianhua just now, Duan Zhengchun had realized a truth.

That is, in the face of absolute strength, all martial arts Moves are just for show.

Now, among Wang Lianhua, Pandaer, and Shen Lang, only Shen Lang might cause him a bit more trouble.

And even then, it would only be a bit more trouble. Furthermore, he had only used the Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Palms just now.

If he were to include his other martial arts, Wang Lianhua wouldn't have lasted three Moves against him.

Pandaer's strength was the weakest among the three. At the Great Grandmaster Middle Stage, he was simply not worth mentioning in Duan Zhengchun's eyes.

"Pandaer, come back..." Shen Lang shouted loudly.

Pandaer paused and turned to look at his big brother.

"Big Brother, why are you stopping me? I want to avenge Old Wang." Pandaer said emotionally.

"I know you want to avenge him, and I want to avenge him too."

"But didn't you hear what Lianhua said? Don't make a senseless sacrifice," Shen Lang said, his eyes bloodshot.

"Shen Lang, are you even human saying that? Don't you know why Old Wang ended up like this?"

"Now that Old Wang is in this state, you're actually stopping me from avenging him? What kind of brother are you?" Pandaer said angrily.

"Your strength is even less than Lianhua's, and even Lianhua was no match for him. What can you do by attacking? Go to your death?" Shen Lang said emotionally.

"I know my strength isn't as good as Old Wang's, but I'm not afraid to die."

"Even if I die, I won't let my brother die so miserably," Pandaer roared.

Seeing Pandaer being so impulsive, Wang Lianhua opened his mouth excitedly to stop him, but the more agitated he became, the less he could speak.

He was worried to death, but his body was weak, and his throat couldn't make a sound due to his anxiety.

He was already experiencing his final radiance, and in his agitation, he couldn't catch his breath and went straight to meet his ancestors.

"Lianhua..."

Shen Lang cried out in grief and desperately shook Wang Lianhua's body, but Wang Lianhua was already motionless, unable to react ever again.

Pandaer's expression changed, and he rushed over.

He snatched Wang Lianhua from Shen Lang's arms, his emotions high and his eyes bloodshot.

"Old Wang, Old Wang, how can you be like this? How can you just leave me behind like this?"

"Wake up for me! Wake up!"

Pandaer's voice was truly heart-wrenching to all who heard it.

But Wang Lianhua was dead and could no longer respond.

Duan Zhengchun also looked helpless. One chooses their own path and must walk it to the end, even on their knees.

If Pandaer and Shen Lang also wanted to seek revenge against him, he wouldn't mind sending the three brothers on their way together.

"Pandaer, Lianhua is dead, and I am also deeply saddened. But we cannot let Lianhua's sacrifice be in vain. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge Lianhua," Shen Lang said, gripping Pandaer's shoulders.

Pandaer looked at Shen Lang with bloodshot eyes and finally chose to trust his brother of many years.

"Fine, I believe you. When it's time to act, you must tell me. I want to avenge Old Wang with my own hands," Pandaer said angrily.

Seeing Pandaer agree, Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief.

He was truly worried that Pandaer would impulsively attack Duan Zhengchun.

If that happened, all three brothers would likely have met their end here today.

This matter originally had nothing to do with Wang Lianhua or Pandaer; Shen Guyan was his own grandson.

Even if revenge was to be taken, it should be him doing it.

Now, however, he had lost a brother's life because of it. Shen Lang felt immense guilt in his heart.

He had already made a decision: after settling Pandaer and his wife, he would personally seek out Duan Zhengchun for revenge.

This time, it was no longer just because of his grandson.

It was to avenge his brother.

"Prince Duan, very well. We were all deceived by you. I didn't expect that you would endure for so many years and deceive everyone."

"As for today's matter, it is because I, Shen, have skills that are inferior."

"We shall let today's matter pass. We shall meet again; the green mountains do not change, and the clear waters flow forever." With a grim face, Shen Lang turned and left the Tang Clan with Wang Lianhua's body.