Qin Heng charged through like a force of nature!

Whether it was a trap or an ambush, he easily extinguished them all!

He was too strong!

Truly too strong!

All of the Chens' tactics were like paper mache to him, effortlessly torn asunder!

With Chen Qingzhu in tow, Qin Heng strolled through their stronghold as if walking in his own garden, reaching the central villa of the Chens without breaking a sweat.

Along the way, who knows how many of the Chens' bodyguards lay fallen!

Unstoppable!

He stood tall and dignified, his face as sculpted jade, eyes shimmering with a hint of golden light, stepping through the moonlight. In the darkness of the night, he resembled an Exiled Immortal, his presence commanding!

In front of the central villa, Monk Tianfang brought his palms together, standing there like a golden Buddha.

His gaze, bright as lantern flames, cut through the night's darkness, fixed on Qin Heng.

Monk Tianfang's eyes were slightly closed, eyelids drooping, as he said calmly, "Young man, if you surrender now, you might suffer less."

Qin Heng glanced at the monk and snorted coldly. "I came to take what's mine. What does it have to do with you, bald donkey? Move aside quickly and let the people of the Chen family come out, or I'll send you to meet Tathagata!"

"Benefactor, you harbor great lethal intent," Monk Tianfang said, his hands clasped, a semblance of golden light shimmering around him, his voice deep. "I have received the Chens' kindness and naturally wish to repay it. Your forceful seizure of the Chens' assets is no different from demonic actions. I have been entrusted to subdue you, this demon."

"Kindness?" Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly as he chuckled. "I'm afraid it's because they built you a temple and cast Buddha statues for you. How is that any different from bribing you to be their enforcer? Don't dress it up so righteously. Old monk, your cultivation may not be deep, but your skin is thick indeed!"

"Blasphemous words from a demon!" Enraged, Monk Tianfang suddenly lunged forward, covering over twenty meters instantly and arriving right in front of Qin Heng.

His previously clasped palms opened wide, now shaped like dragon claws, his Internal Force bursting forth!

"You young demon, your martial arts are profound! To prevent you from wreaking havoc upon the world, I shall sever your arms first!"

RIP!

Monk Tianfang's claws tore through the air, creating white surges of qi, howling fiercely like a wild wind. Amidst the hissing sound, he aimed for Qin Heng's shoulders!

Such attack speed was utterly unimaginable!

To onlookers, Monk Tianfang seemed to merely flicker, his palms already formed into dragon claws, poised to sever Qin Heng's arms!

BOOM! BOOM!

Terrifying air currents scattered, sending the surrounding potted plants flying into pieces. The momentum of this old Monk Tianfang's attack was terrifying!

"Hahaha! Father, Uncle! This kid is done for!" Up on the second-floor balcony of the villa, Chen Youfang pointed at Qin Heng below and laughed loudly. "Master Tianfang truly lives up to his reputation as a Half-step Grandmaster. Dealing with Qin Heng's mere Hidden Force is child's play for him!"

"As it should be," Chen Xigui nodded in satisfaction and smiled. "Master Tianfang has practiced martial arts for seventy years, stepping into the Hidden Force realm fifty years ago. Although he hasn't reached the Transcendence Realm, he's very close to it! He is currently known as a Half-step Grandmaster, able to project his Inner Strength externally and possessing many Grandmaster traits. His strength is indeed formidable. How can Qin Heng, this young whelp, even be compared to him!"

BOOM!!

Suddenly, a loud explosion sounded as Monk Tianfang's fingers closed, seemingly crushing the air itself. His "dragon claw," bursting with tremendous power, clasped onto Qin Heng's shoulder!

"Ah! Mr. Qin, be careful!" Chen Qingzhu couldn't help but exclaim.

Monk Tianfang's attack just now had scared her too. It was too powerful, the momentum too immense!

「Inside the villa.」

Upon witnessing this scene, Chen Ximing immediately became excited and laughed out loud. "Hahaha! I've seen Master Tianfang use this move before; it can instantly penetrate a ten-centimeter-thick steel plate. How can Qin Heng, this little brat made of flesh and blood, withstand such Vajra force? He's finished!"

"Exactly! Exactly!" Chen Youfang also burst out laughing, pointing at Qin Heng below. "Little brat, let's see you act arrogant now! In front of a Half-step Grandmaster like Master Tianfang, your Hidden Force is trash! Utter garbage! Hahaha!"

However, at this moment, sweat appeared on Monk Tianfang's shiny forehead. He could clearly feel a terrifying pressure coming from his wound. No matter how he urged his Inner Strength or exerted his force, he couldn't budge the young man in the slightest!

How is this possible! Even the top Hidden Force experts would have their tendons snapped and bones broken on the spot if they took my Dragon Claw strike directly! And now I can't even dislocate his joints!

His indomitable Dragon Claws, upon gripping Qin Heng's shoulder, felt as if they had clutched diamond, unable to advance an inch or inflict the slightest damage!

It was simply inconceivable!

"Old monk, are you giving me a massage?" Qin Heng's indifferent voice sounded, like a Heavenly God looking down from high above. He spoke calmly, "The strength of an ant, yet you dare to strike me. Interesting. HAH!!"

BOOM!

Upon Qin Heng's fierce cry, just one percent of the peak Mana from his Qi Refinement cultivation was released. Instantly, a pure white light enveloped his entire body, shining brightly, illuminating over a hundred meters of the night!

It was as though a sun had suddenly descended upon the earth; this unparalleled power made all mortals feel helpless!

As the light shone, Monk Tianfang felt as if his hands were crushed by a mountain. The tendons in all his fingers snapped instantly, flesh tore, and blood burst forth. Then, an invisible shockwave blasted him into the sky, sending him flying over fifty meters away!

CRASH!

He smashed into a distant villa. The enormous force spread out like a bomb, and Monk Tianfang, propelled by Qin Heng's shout, directly shattered the villa's foundation, causing the three-hundred-plus-square-meter building to collapse on the spot!

Silence fell over heaven and earth; no other sound could be heard.

On the terrace of the central villa, Chen Xigui's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. Chen Ximing, terrified, fell from his sickbed. Chen Youfang felt darkness cloud his vision, nearly tumbling from the terrace.

Master Tianfang... defeated just like that!? Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

BOOM!

Just then, the ruins of the collapsed villa suddenly exploded, shaking the ground!

The dust was fiercely dispersed by a storm of energy. Monk Tianfang, clothes tattered and body covered in wounds, soared into the sky, eyes blazing furiously like a Vajra, and roared, "Wicked demon! Such skill! It seems this old monk must truly reveal his real skills now!"

"Too much nonsense!"

Qin Heng sneered coldly and pounced. It was as if the ground beneath his feet shrank, allowing him to instantly cover the fifty-meter distance. He extended his right hand, clenched it into a fist, and, like a Heavenly God wielding a divine weapon to shatter the firmament, fiercely struck out!

"Old monk! Take my punch! If you're not beaten to death, then you can talk!"

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