Boom!

After a violent collision, the burly man gasped for breath and gritted his teeth, "Qian Shanxue, I'm warning you for the last time. I have over a dozen subordinates over there. Although their Cultivation is not enough to confront you, killing your subordinates would be as easy as turning their hands over."

"If you don't go back now, they will all die!"

Qian Shanxue said coldly, "The existence of the Dragon Group is to eliminate bastards like you. I can't protect everyone, but I can seek justice for them!"

The burly man snarled, "You'll regret this, your subordinates will be torn to pieces!"

Meanwhile.

Shen Qiang stood up.

He indifferently packed up the cicada.

"From the onset of the virus to the outbreak of pneumonia, it took about four minutes to take effect. This time consumption is too long. If the goal is to make it more lethal, there seems to be no good way to do this quickly."

"After all, the range I can control the Plague Source now is twenty meters. Beyond this distance, it can't infect anyone. So, if I want to make pneumonia more virulent, there are only two methods: one is to find a way to shorten the onset time of the disease, and the other is to find a way to make it spread farther."

"However, both methods require time as a carrier to be effective. In that case, if I ever feel that someone might be a threat in the future, I have to infect early and let the bacteria lie dormant. That way, whenever I need to act, I can make the disease erupt, basically achieving a seamless connection for an effective assault."

"Indeed, I should do some research in this area when I get back."

Shen Qiang's thought process was clear.

Cough cough!

Cough cough cough!

At this moment, the five people around him started to cough more violently.

Cough cough cough cough, cough cough cough!

Puh!

Amidst the severe coughing, one man began to vomit, then cried out in horror, "I'm coughing up blood, I'm coughing up blood!"

Hearing his words.

One of the five immediately turned on a flashlight. After all, although the light might attract other people, they could no longer worry about that.

The light just swept across.

The five who saw Shen Qiang were stunned.

Standing in the center of the five, Shen Qiang was tall and robust, but he wore a strangely eerie mask on his face.

The mask was white with fresh red bloodlines outlining the eyes and brows, and in the center of the forehead, there was an extremely peculiar totem. At first glance, the mask seemed to be smiling.

But upon closer inspection, the eyes of the mask appeared cold, extremely ominous.

And yet, the corners of the mouth were indeed smiling.

Overall, the mask exuded cold indifference mixed with elegant grace, a grim presence with an undercurrent of a sinister smile.

The incongruous nature of the mask not only made it eerily abnormal but also instilled a subtle sense of terror.

So much so, that the five had temporarily forgotten their coughing.

But then one of the persons surrounding Shen Qiang started coughing violently again, spurting out thick, bloody phlegm.

"Kill him!"

The leader, while coughing himself, drew out his longsword and said, "Then we'll go to the hospital."

Shen Qiang laughed, his voice was cold, and he said indifferently, "You're not going anywhere. This will be your final resting place."

Hearing this, the leader burst into mad laughter, "Big talk, caugh caugh... You're just a weakling in the Qi Condensation stage, killing you is like child's play!"

"Is that so?"

The five were astonished to find that the eyebrows of the mask seemed to rise slightly.

And almost in an instant.

Shen Qiang's figure flashed, suddenly rushing in front of one man.

That man, with an excited gleam in his eyes, laughed, "I've reached the Golden Core Stage, you're courting death by coming here. I'll send you on your way, die!" With that, he brandished his scimitar with a smooth and forceful motion, aiming a mighty slash at Shen Qiang's head.

Given the strength, angle, and speed, this slash would almost certainly strike first and easily kill Shen Qiang.

"What an incompetent fool, we were actually scared to approach him carelessly before, how shameful."

"It's over, this slash is perfect in angle and strength; a mere Qi Condensation stage guy would never be able to dodge it."

"Huh, he doesn't even know how to dodge? This strike is a sure hit. If we had known he was so weak, why wait until now? Just end him with a single stroke."

Just when they were all convinced that Shen Qiang was as good as dead.

With a smug smile and a steady hand on the knife, the guy coughed again.

"Cough, cough!"

The strike that should have been certain not only became powerless in an instant, but its trajectory also deviated.

Immediately, the other four were horrified to see Shen Qiang, wearing a strange mask, step forward with a calm and composed air.

The small surgical knife in his hand flashed with a silver glint.

Spurt!

A jet of blood shot up along with a severed head.

The four were horrified.

"He had calculated all of this in advance!"

"He knew he would cough!"

"How terrifying, how did he calculate that!"

The corpse fell over.

The leader, seeing the other three dazed, couldn't help but urge them hurriedly, "Don't just stand there, use your techniques, if we don't kill him, we're all going to die."

"Spirit Sword unsheathed!" With a roaring cry.

An enemy who had clearly reached the Nascent Soul Stage of cultivation conjured a Flying Sword.

Looking at the dazzling sword light under the night sky.

The unperturbed Shen Qiang walked towards him calmly.

"Oh, you want to use techniques now? But it seems a bit late for that."

The man roared as he pointed the sword technique at Shen Qiang, "Kill him for me!"

The sword light was like lightning.

Cough, cough!

The lightning-like sword light trembled erratically in the air as if it were having a seizure.

Spurt!

Blood soared to the sky once again.

Shen Qiang, walking as if strolling in a leisurely garden, calmly slit his throat with the surgical knife.

"Don't come any closer!"

Watching Shen Qiang, wearing the mask and approaching indifferently as if cutting through vegetables, a man who had not yet reached the Nascent Soul Stage and couldn't wield a Flying Sword screamed in terror.

Spurt!

A single strike beheaded him.

The world became much quieter.

The leader, witnessing this, forcefully pushed a companion beside him, and said, "Go, don't chicken out!"

Cough, cough!

The one who was pushed forward coughed violently, and before he could even adjust his stance, Shen Qiang nonchalantly cut the major artery in his throat with a simple flick of the knife.

Spurt!

Blood gushed, and the man fell to his knees.

Seeing this, the leader resisted the urge to cough and retreated like a bolt of lightning.

"Stay calm, he's just a trash at the Qi Condensation Stage. As long as the cough hits, killing him would be as easy as flipping my hand," he reminded himself, and then he abruptly stood his ground.

Wild True Qi erupted.

"Universe without extreme, Heaven and Earth Borrowing Technique, Giant Elephant Spear, no attack can withstand!"

With his roar.

The wild True Qi actually formed an illusion of an elephant-bodied humanoid behind him, and his Flying Sword turned into a long spear held in the hands of the illusion. The wild strength created a piercing whistle in the wind.

It was as if even the air itself would be pierced by its spear!

"Oh, it looks rather frightening," Shen Qiang said, still nonchalant.

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