"You're not poisoned?" Elder Lee's face suddenly turned ugly, and he couldn't help but look at Damian Foster with suspicion in his eyes.
Damian Foster hurriedly waved his hands. "Elder Lee, this has nothing to do with me! That kid definitely drank the poisoned wine!"
"If he drank the poisoned wine, why isn't he poisoned?" Elder Lee said coldly.
"Obviously, I was putting on a show for you. If I wasn't poisoned, how could I lure you out?" Ian said playfully.
Instantly, a trace of killing intent appeared in Elder Lee's eyes as he looked at Damian Foster.
Feeling the murderous intent in Elder Lee's eyes, Damian Foster shivered unconsciously. "Elder Lee, please don't listen to that kid's nonsense! I swear on my life, I absolutely did not collude with him. Please see the truth, Elder Lee!"
"Hmph! I'll get to the bottom of this. If you really did collude with that little thief, I'll make you regret ever being born!" With that, Elder Lee's gaze returned to Ian. "Since the poison didn't kill you, I'll personally send you to meet King Yama!"
"Old geezer, aren't you afraid of biting your own tongue with all that boasting?" Ian sneered, clearly unimpressed.
"Courting death!"
With a cold shout, Elder Lee strode forward, instantly appearing in front of Ian, and swung his palm down in a chopping strike.
"Bang!"
Ian met the strike with his own palm.
In an instant, their palms collided in midair, producing a muffled crash like thunder.
Thud, thud, thud.
Ian staggered back three steps before barely steadying himself.
Elder Lee, on the other hand, didn't move an inch, but a look of surprise flashed across his face. "You actually took a palm strike at eighty percent of my power?"
He was an Innate Sixth Layer expert. By rights, a single palm should have killed Ian, who was only Innate Second Layer. Yet Ian had only retreated three steps.
"Is that so strange? Since you attacked, it's only polite that I return the favor. Try taking one from me!"
Raging Tidal Surge, fourth form!
Gravity Domain!
"What is this?"
Elder Lee's face changed drastically, because he suddenly felt his body become unbelievably heavy.
At that moment, Ian's palms were already coming down on his head.
Helpless, Elder Lee could only channel his innate true qi, forming a protective qi shield on the surface of his body.
"Boom!"
Ian's palms slammed down on Elder Lee's head like hammering a stake, the force so strong it drove his feet several centimeters into the ground.
"Again!"
Seeing that one strike hadn't broken through the opponent's innate true qi shield, Ian quickly unleashed the fifth form of Raging Tidal Surge.
Boom!
A powerful, surging force poured down like ten thousand tons, slamming fiercely onto Elder Lee's head.
Feeling the terrifying power contained in this move, Elder Lee's face changed dramatically. "You little thief, I'll fight you to the death!"
With a furious roar, he gathered all his true essence into his palms, unleashing two dazzling bursts of qi to meet Ian's attack head-on with unstoppable force.
Seeing this, a faint, mocking smile appeared at the corner of Ian's lips.
At the same time, he softly uttered four barely audible words: "Spatial Stasis."
Instantly, a small world centered on Ian formed, and the space around them froze in place.
With Elder Lee's face twisted in fury and his arms raised, Ian slammed both palms down repeatedly on his head, stacking dozens of strikes.
Three seconds passed.
The small world vanished.
The force of dozens of stacked palm strikes exploded atop Elder Lee's head.
Crack, crack, crack!
With a crisp crack, Elder Lee's innate qi shield shattered instantly, and the remaining force poured directly into his skull, turning his brain to mush in a split second.
Splat!
The next moment, Elder Lee's head exploded. Ian, having anticipated this, dodged in advance, but Cliff Foster and Damian Foster weren't quick enough and were splattered with blood and brain matter.
"He's dead! Elder Lee is actually dead!"
Damian Foster stared blankly as the headless corpse collapsed to the ground, feeling a chill run through his body.
Elder Lee was the Lee Family's steward. Now, with their steward dead in the Foster estate, will the Lee Family let Damian off so easily?
But soon, he felt a pair of eyes fall on him.
Instinctively, Damian shivered. Explaining things to the Lee Family was a problem for the future; if he couldn't get past Ian right now, he might not have any future at all.
"Cliff, step outside. I want to speak to Uncle Damian alone."
Ian's voice rang out.