Chen Zheng faced two powerful Grandmasters.

One was a master of Hung Ga Kung Fu, whose every punch carved ferocious gashes in the air. The other was a master of Buddha's Fist, his movements strange and ever-changing, seeming to challenge the visual limits of his opponent with each attack.

The two Grandmasters circled each other, like two merging storms. They went all out, the mysterious power from their Dantians surging forth as if it cost them nothing.

Yet, Chen Zheng was not overwhelmed by this power. He activated his Golden Bell Shield, his True Qi circulating swiftly within him like a meteor shower. Despite this, the combined force of the two Grandmasters still pushed him back several steps.

"Condensing Qi into Threads!"

This was Chen Zheng's signal to counterattack. He spread his fingers, and silvery threads flashed like lightning through the air, instantly entangling the two Grandmasters. Their movements abruptly halted, their eyes filled with terror.

But this was just the beginning. The next moment, the two Grandmasters simultaneously launched their most powerful attacks.

"Break!" The combined strength of the two men surged like a tidal wave, snapping the incredibly resilient threads.

"Still not enough?" Chen Zheng's voice was as cold as frost. His fingers clenched once more, gathering dozens of new threads that wrapped tightly around the two men.

The next moment, the Grandmasters' bodies crashed to the ground like statues crushed by a colossal force, unable to move even an inch. Water molecules in the air crystallized under an icy touch, forming sparkling ice crystals.

With a light wave from Chen Zheng, blades of ice slashed through the air like meteors, aimed directly at Zhao Wuxuan and Lin Guozheng. The two men's eyes widened as if they had seen a ghost. In the next instant, the ice blades, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, mercilessly pierced their necks.

The spark of life faded as they stared at Chen Zheng in terror. However, at this breathtaking moment, Chen Zheng's feet seemed to traverse the void. His figure danced gracefully, Stepping on Air as he moved.

What kind of miraculous skill is this? The faces of Zhao Wuxuan and Lin Guozheng were filled with confusion, even as the light of life slowly ebbed from their eyes.

Meanwhile, Chen Zheng burst out of the Li Family's mansion.

Ye Cangtian was driving a Maybach, speeding away as fast as possible. Chen Zheng's eyes shone with determination as the True Qi within him surged like molten lava, his speed increasing instantly until he was directly above the Maybach.

"Chen Zheng, I swear I will make you pay!" Ye Cangtian roared from within the car. But the vehicle suddenly trembled, as if restrained by an invisible force.

What's happening? Ye Cangtian's mind became a turbulent storm.

BOOM!

The physical assault that followed was even more brutal. His car was mercilessly tossed into the air before it came crashing down, painfully rolling and skidding for dozens of meters before finally coming to a stop.

Like a falling leaf, Chen Zheng's figure slowly descended from the sky. The thread in his hand faded away like the afterglow of a sunset.

"Cough, cough..." Like an injured wolf cub, Ye Cangtian coughed violently. He forcefully pushed open the deformed car door and struggled to crawl out. His eyes were filled with a deep fear of Chen Zheng.

How is this possible? Those were two Grandmasters! They couldn't even hold him off for three minutes together?

Ye Cangtian's heart trembled. His mind held only one thought: escape. The next moment, like a wounded beast, he dashed forward.

However, Chen Zheng's voice blocked his path like an invisible wall. "Come back."

A thread coiled around him like a phantom.

"No!" Ye Cangtian struggled in terror, trying to stop his body from being flung backward. His eyes flickered toward Chen Zheng, as if seeking redemption, but there was not a hint of pity in Chen Zheng's gaze.

With his other hand, he gently clenched his fist, and an ice-cold spear materialized in his grasp. It shot forward, piercing Ye Cangtian's chest.

Ye Cangtian's eyes bulged as if he had been struck by lightning. He looked down and saw, in the reflection of the setting sun, an icy spear deeply embedded where his heart should be. There was no blood on the spear's tip, only the flickering golden glow of the sun, which illuminated the entire scene.

"Chen Zheng, my Ye Family..." His voice was like scraping sandpaper. A gush of blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, dyeing the front of his shirt bright red. He gritted his teeth and spat out the words with his last ounce of strength. "Will never... spare... you!"

Then, the fire in his eyes was extinguished. Ye Cangtian's body collapsed like a falling mountain. Chen Zheng gently released the icy spear, and the corpse fell to the ground with a thud. He didn't look back; no one's gaze could make him linger.

Li Cangyun waved a finger, and a cold command echoed in the air. "Dispose of it."

Shadowy figures immediately pounced, carrying Ye Cangtian's body away into the depths of the Li Family's mansion.

"Grandmaster Chen!"

The crowd knelt as if before a deity, paying their highest respects to the hero who had saved them. Their eyes burned with a zealous fire that no one could ignore. Three Grandmasters had been slain, yet not even the hem of Chen Zheng's clothes had been touched. All of this seemed to be proof of his invincibility.

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Suddenly, the power in his Dantian exploded like a spring thunderstorm, a heart-shaking tremor.

RUMBLE!

Li Cangyun and the others were blasted away by this aura, their faces filled with horror and confusion. Chen Zheng, however, remained as steady as a mountain. He quickly suppressed the power within his body and, with a wave of his hand, gathered his threads into a net that caught Li Cangyun and the others, gently lowering them to the ground.

Finally, he fully suppressed the raging power. After a long while, the terrifying aura receded like the tide. Chen Zheng took a deep breath, an embarrassed smile on his face. "Sorry, I had a breakthrough."

Li Cangyun and the others looked astonished.

Incredible!

He was already so powerful, yet he had another breakthrough? What is his current level of strength? Has he already surpassed the Grandmaster realm?

Chen Zheng was also deep in thought. He had originally been a mid-stage Grandmaster. Although his power had transformed into True Qi, he should have, by all logic, remained at that stage. However, he had now ascended to the late-stage Grandmaster. This was the late-stage Grandmaster of the Ancient Martial Realm, a level incomparable to the National Martial Arts Realm. The gap between the two was as vast as a chasm.

It took a long time for Li Cangyun and the others to recover.

"Grandmaster Chen, we are now irreconcilable enemies with the Foshan Ye Family. What should our next move be?" They knew the Ye Family would not let the matter rest. Li Cangyun keenly felt that a storm was about to sweep through the world of national martial arts. At this moment, the Li Family, Chen Zheng, and even their allies, the Liu Family, had been drawn into the eye of the storm.

"There's no hurry. Let's wait and see how things develop," Chen Zheng said indifferently. "If the Ye Family dares to make a move, we'll exterminate them."

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