"What, Qin Xuantian!?"

Upon hearing those words, Monk Xuanzheng was first taken aback. Then, he felt a surge of Stellar Winds assail him, feeling as though the sky had collapsed and was crashing down on him!

An incomparably terrifying power thundered down, causing great alarm in his heart—an unprecedented sense of imminent danger!

Danger! Extreme danger! If this palm strike were to hit me, I wouldn't die, but I'd be severely injured!!

"No! I cannot die here! I still have to step into the Innate and embark on the path to immortality!" Xuanzheng bellowed, raising his hand to grab the two disciples by his side and throwing them towards Qin Heng!

"Ah! Master! Master, what are you doing!?"

"No, no! Don't, please, Master!!"

Xuanzheng's two disciples now knew that the person making the move in front of them was Qin Xuantian, a terrifying force capable of killing a Great Grandmaster with one palm strike!

The power of this palm strike even had the horrifying might to reverse heaven and earth, to turn the cosmos upside down.

There was no need to think! If we, with our mere Hidden Force, were to be struck, we would certainly die without a doubt!!

Yet, caught by Xuanzheng, they had no escape. They were completely immobilized and could only wait for death!

BOOM!

As Qin Heng's palm descended, it was as if a bomb had detonated in his palm. With a loud bang, a tempest-like shockwave spread out, sweeping across the entire Nie family hall!

People nearby toppled over haphazardly, all slumping to the ground, while countless tables, chairs, and decorations also lay scattered in disarray.

The faces of everyone present were filled with expressions of shock and disbelief as they looked at Qin Heng—or more accurately, at the two monks who had been struck by Qin Heng's palm!

Blood mist!!

These two monks now no longer retained any human shape, nor even any form!

In the instant they were hit by Qin Heng's palm, the extremely terrifying power had completely blown their bodies apart! Bones, blood, and flesh all turned to dust, and their physical bodies directly burst into a cloud of blood mist. The thick scent of blood spread, engulfing the entire hall.

"My god! What kind of power is this? It's too terrifying!"

"Incredible! Even if a train hit us, it wouldn't be this exaggerated, right?"

The crowd exclaimed endlessly, their faces reflecting utter disbelief!

To turn a person into blood mist with one palm strike—such a visual impact was truly horrifying. Some people were so frightened they fainted on the spot.

"Qin Xuantian! The same Qin Xuantian who killed Hong Tianshu with one palm!" Nie Luping trembled, his legs going weak as he looked at Qin Heng. His heart filled with fear, he almost collapsed to the ground as he exclaimed in terror, "It's actually Qin Xuantian! It's over! The Nie family is finished!"

The Nie family, after all, was the number one family in Sichuan and Shu. Even if the younger members of the family did not know who Qin Xuantian was, Nie Luping, the Family Head, definitely did.

The earth-shattering battle on the Huangpu River made Qin Xuantian's might shock the world, even causing martial artists overseas to be terrified!

An unparalleled powerhouse! With no Innate Grandmasters coming forward, no one could be his match! Such a significant figure has actually come to Sichuan and Shu, and to the Nie family at that—and the key point is that I just treated him with such disrespect, without showing the slightest reverence! It's over! It's truly doomed!

Nie Luping turned ashen, completely despairing.

In addition, many people turned their glances towards Monk Xuanzheng. No one expected this reputedly virtuous monk, the Martial Arts Grandmaster from Golden Buddha Temple, to actually use his own disciples as human shields, letting his disciples be turned into blood mist to save his own life!

Xuanzheng also knew that after that block, although he might survive by a hair's breadth, his lifelong reputation was completely ruined. His heart was filled with towering rage!

BOOM!

Xuanzheng's foot stomped on the floor, causing the ground to instantly cave in. His entire being radiated a faint golden light, as if he were a golden Buddha standing right there.

"Brat! You're courting death! How dare you launch a surprise attack on me! Die!"

He roared, his Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill activated to its limit. His Internal Force erupted like invisible Stellar Winds forming around his body, tearing through the air, invincible!

In my view, the reason Qin Heng was able to impose such great pressure on me was solely because of his surprise attack! As a Grandmaster of the reclusive Golden Buddha Temple, I absolutely can't be weaker than a worldly Grandmaster. Even if this is Qin Xuantian, under the might of the Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill, he too will be killed! The Golden Bell Shield Divine Skill makes the body indestructible and grants boundless strength; it can even render bullets from a sniper rifle harmless, only producing sparks upon impact. This Divine Skill is the very source of the Golden Bell Shield depicted in movies and television dramas! Therefore, I am absolutely confident! I will kill Qin Heng!

Xuanzheng was absolutely confident he could kill Qin Heng.

"Die, die, die! You lowly ants of the mundane world! You garbage dare speak of killing me! Watch how I crush you as vengeance for my two disciples!"

Xuanzheng's eyes burned with rage as he unleashed his full power in an assault on Qin Heng.

"How noisy," Qin Heng scoffed, saying indifferently, "I'd advise you to take your own life right now, or you'll regret it later."

"Hahaha! Qin Xuantian, you young Martial Arts Grandmaster, is that all you can do—talk big? You're just like a woman! It's hilarious!" Xuanzheng sneered coldly, his gaze growing icier.

All the power in his body was condensed to its pinnacle, focused into his fist aimed at Qin Heng's head!

BANG!

There was only a muffled sound as his punch landed on Qin Heng's head!

It hit! It actually hit!? Xuanzheng was ecstatic, nearly bursting into crazed laughter. He felt as if he could already see Qin Heng's head bursting apart. What young Grandmaster? Eighteen-year-old in the Transcendence Realm? Mundane world ants are just ants! Trash in front of a Martial Artist like me who cultivates Divine Skills!

The onlookers all widened their eyes, watching Qin Heng with focused attention.

Nie Xiaoxian felt a tightness in her heart. She even closed her eyes, not daring to look, fearing she would see Qin Heng's head explode.

However, what followed was silence. No one spoke, and there were no cries of alarm. The great hall seemed to have fallen silent in an instant.

"You! How can this be!? How is it possible!?" Xuanzheng cried out tremblingly, his eyes full of disbelief as he looked at Qin Heng. "You're unharmed, but this was my full-powered strike! Even a 20-centimeter-thick iron plate would have been flattened! What is your head made of?"

Struck by the punch, Qin Heng did not even flinch. His expression barely changed, as if he felt nothing at all.

"I told you, your best option would be to kill yourself." Qin Heng shook his head slightly. Then, he slowly released a palm strike—fully focused and noiselessly light—landing it on Xuanzheng's chest.

BANG!

Tens of thousands of pounds of force were concentrated in the palm, bursting through Xuanzheng's chest and into his body. It instantly shattered his internal organs and all the bones in his body like deadwood!

"AHH!!" Xuanzheng screamed in agony. His body made a series of crackling sounds as blood gushed out, with countless shards of bone piercing through his flesh and skin and flying out! He then slumped to the ground!

"AAAHH!!" With a gut-wrenching cry, Xuanzheng's agony was extreme. Now he was nothing but a mangled heap of flesh, unable to move even slightly. He could only lie on the ground, bleeding continuously and screaming in pain!

The surrounding crowd was completely stunned. They looked at Qin Heng in utter shock, their faces filled with disbelief!

How could this be! How is this even possible!? Master Xuanzheng from the Golden Buddha Temple, knocked into such a state by such a light and seemingly casual palm strike! This was a Martial Dao Grandmaster! Qin Xuantian! Is this Qin Xuantian? The young Grandmaster who killed the Nanyang Divine Dragon, Hong Tianshu, with a single palm strike! To possess such terrifying might! Truly fearsome indeed!

Qin Heng ignored the stunned gazes of the crowd, approached the screaming Xuanzheng, and said lightly, "You ants have repeatedly offended me, overstepping your bounds. Indeed, you are courting your own destruction."

"The one courting destruction is you!" Xuanzheng's eyes bulged furiously, bloodshot as he laughed loudly. "Hahaha! Don't think that by killing me, you can defeat the Golden Buddha Temple! Our temple's millennium-old legacy, its foundation, is far beyond your imagination! You are the one seeking your own demise! PAH!"

He spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, then looked at Qin Heng with a cold smile, saying, "If you have the guts, leave me alive and let me watch how you die! Hahaha!"

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