CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

A series of sword cries rang out, resonant as a crane's call piercing the nine heavens, echoing in all directions. The night sky blazed with crimson sword light, blanketing the sky and earth, as Zheng Tianhe, wielding his Divine Soul power, unleashed it all towards Qin Heng!

"No!!"

"Stop, now!!"

Qu Linglong and Lu Jianjia cried out, their faces etched with despair. Zheng Tianhe was too powerful. The momentum of a hundred swords firing at once was immense; they could feel the boundless sword aura just by watching, as if it could shred them to pieces!

If they directly faced these sword auras, death was certain. Not even a complete corpse would remain; they would be instantly minced!

Even if Qin Heng was incredibly strong, he probably couldn't withstand such a terrifying attack!

"HAHAHA! You little beast! So you still dare to be arrogant! Still dare to play the hero! Still dare to disobey me!!" Zheng Tianhe was in a frenzy. In this state, the blood-red hue within his Divine Soul intensified, and his power grew even more formidable!

In the blink of an eye, over a hundred streaks of sword light converged on Qin Heng. It seemed he was about to be pierced into a sieve!

Zheng Tianhe was immensely proud, trembling with excitement as he roared with laughter, "Die! Die! You wretched thing, die for me! HAHAHA!!" It was as if he'd gone completely insane.

Qu Linglong and Lu Jianjia squeezed their eyes shut and turned away, unable to bear the sight of Qin Heng being brutally slaughtered.

Why? Why did it have to be like this? Qin Heng had clearly saved them, saved everyone in this hall, yet he was to meet such an end! Their hearts roared with helpless rage. All they could do was weep and inwardly vow to grow strong enough to avenge Qin Heng one day!

However, at that very moment, a familiar sigh was heard.

"Sigh..." Qin Heng sighed softly, shaking his head just as before. He reached out a hand and said, "There always are ants who foolishly attempt to defy the heavens. No matter how strong the ant is, it cannot escape the fate of being crushed."

BOOM!!

With that gentle gesture, Qin Heng's hand appeared like that of the supreme Heavenly Emperor reaching down from the high Heavenly Court. Slender and white as jade, it was wreathed in myriad laws, capable of breaking anything!

Before this hand, the hundred streaks of sword light were like a hundred wisps of straw—trivial and insignificant. Qin Heng's grasp effortlessly obliterated them, leaving not a single trace!

Zheng Tianhe froze, his maniacal grin rigid, his skin twitching. He almost doubted if he was hallucinating!

Impossible! This can't be! I'm a hundred times stronger than before! How could this brat still shatter my attacks so easily? It must be a hallucination! Yes, definitely a hallucination! How could something so absurd happen in reality? Impossible!

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!!" Zheng Tianhe roared madly, desperately channeling his Divine Soul, gathering Heavenly Essence to form sword lights to attack Qin Heng, but it was all futile.

Finally, with a mere breath from Qin Heng, all the sword lights were utterly extinguished!

An absolute, complete rout!

Qu Linglong and Lu Jianjia were utterly dumbfounded. They had been certain Qin Heng would die, especially after witnessing the terrifying power Zheng Tianhe had displayed post-breakthrough.

But they had never imagined that even with Zheng Tianhe's immense increase in strength, Qin Heng could still dominate him so completely!

So strong! He's truly too strong!

"Impossible! This cannot be!!" Zheng Tianhe stared at Qin Heng in utter shock, his gaze fixed on the shattered trails of sword light in the air. His face was deathly pale as he staggered back several steps and roared, "How can you possibly be this strong? I've become a hundred times more powerful than before! How can I still be no match for you?!"

Qin Heng chuckled. "An ant, even if it grows ten thousand times stronger, is still useless. My strength is beyond your imagination. My power far exceeds your comprehension."

With that, Qin Heng's figure flickered, and he appeared before Zheng Tianhe, raising his palm and pressing it against his face.

He said indifferently, "My status is noble. Your disrespect towards me is a capital offense. Your aggression against me is unforgivable. Now, you shall atone—with your life."

He spoke nonchalantly, his tone even, as if discussing something utterly tranquil. Yet, the murderous intent contained within his calm was directed straight at Zheng Tianhe.

The murderous intent of an Immortal Emperor!

Even if it was only one part in a hundred million, it was not something the insignificant Zheng Tianhe could withstand!

"No! Don't! Please don't kill me!!"

Zheng Tianhe was petrified. His Divine Soul was strong enough to acutely feel Qin Heng's intense murderous aura—the most potent killing intent he had ever encountered!

I'm dead! I'm definitely dead!

"I beg you! I'm begging you, don't kill me! Please, don't kill me!!" Zheng Tianhe, completely stripped of his earlier arrogance, actually fell to his knees before Qin Heng, crying and shouting, "I, I'm willing to sever one of my arms—no, no, I'm willing to sever both arms! You can even cripple my abilities! Just please don't kill me! I beg you!! Please, don't kill me!!"

BANG! BANG! BANG!

Tears streamed down Zheng Tianhe's face as he continuously kowtowed, begging Qin Heng for forgiveness. He looked for all the world like the most abject servant, a far cry from his previously deranged and dominant self.

Between life and death lies great terror.

Thus, when faced with life and death, people's attitudes vary drastically.

Some face death with valor, unflinching.

Others kneel and beg, abandoning all dignity, forsaking everything to plead for their lives!

Clearly, Zheng Tianhe was the latter.

Lu Jianjia and Qu Linglong watched Zheng Tianhe continuously begging Qin Heng for mercy, utterly stunned, their eyes wide with disbelief. They had never seen anyone change face so quickly.

Lu Jianjia stared at the constantly kowtowing Zheng Tianhe, her expression one of utter disbelief. "Am I... am I hallucinating?" she muttered. "Wasn't he just screaming for Qin Heng's death a moment ago?"

Qu Linglong shook her head gently, her gaze towards Zheng Tianhe laced with disdain. "Perhaps this is human nature," she said. "I once heard Zheng Tianhe boast that he faced death without fear. Now it seems it was all just bluster."

"Being afraid of death is one thing, but boasting about not fearing it is disgusting," Lu Jianjia said, glancing at Zheng Tianhe with contempt. Just then, she saw Qin Heng press his hand onto Zheng Tianhe's head.

"If begging were useful, what would be the point of strength?" Qin Heng chuckled, a trace of Internal Force gathering in his palm, ready to shatter Zheng Tianhe's head.

CLANG!!

Just then, a piercing sword cry resounded from the heavens. A streak of sword light flew from afar, tearing through the night sky and landing before Qin Heng.

It was a middle-aged Taoist in a Taoist robe, appearing to be in his forties. He glanced at the kneeling Zheng Tianhe, then turned to Qin Heng and smiled. "Young friend," he said, "I am Lv Chunyang of the Myth Organization. Zheng Tianhe is my student. Would you be willing to do me a favor and spare his life?"

"Young friend?" Qin Heng sneered, not even bothering to lift his eyelids. He scoffed, "Who do you think you are to call me that? Even the Morality Heavenly Lord wouldn't dare address me so!"

BANG!!

With a dull thud, Qin Heng exerted force with his palm. Zheng Tianhe's head exploded on the spot!

Blood splattered, scattering across the ground!

Like countless flowers blooming at once—

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