Dead!
Just like that, dead!
An Innate Grandmaster, nearly a Semi-Saint, was slain by a single strike from Qin Heng. The entire process didn't even involve any intense combat!
It was a complete rout!
What kind of strength, what kind of cultivation was this?!
Too terrifying!
Silence.
Utter silence!
Whether it was Gu Niushang, the Fairy of Guanghan Palace, or Xun Hanyan, heir to a thousand-year-old legacy, both stared at Qin Heng, wide-eyed and faces full of shock.
Although Qin Heng had just displayed overwhelming power, completely dominating Xun Hanying, that had only been suppression. Now, it was a kill!
Direct decapitation!
Blood spurted, and his head rolled!
The impact of such a scene was far beyond what re suppression of power could ever compare to!
"Qin Heng, who… who exactly are you?" Xun Hanyan looked at Qin Heng again, her eyes filled with astonishnt and confusion. She considered herself well-inford about the Martial Dao realm, yet she had never heard of any young powerhouse nad Qin Heng.
No! This level of strength can't be described as rely that of a young powerhouse. He's clearly one of the top experts in the Martial Dao world! How could such a powerhouse go unnoticed, as if he had just popped out of thin air?
Gu Niushang also looked at Qin Heng, sharing Xun Hanyan's confusion. She ca from the Ancient Divine Sect, Guanghan Palace, a true descendant of the Immortal Gods. Holding the position of Fairy, she knew a great deal about the Martial Dao world.
But she had never heard of a powerhouse nad Qin Heng.
The title of Fairy in Guanghan Palace was awarded to the most outstanding disciples of the younger generation, who were usually grood as future Palace Masters. Their status could even surpass so Innate Elders, making them almost equal to Semi-Saints.
"I've said it before, I am just an ordinary practitioner," Qin Heng said calmly, glancing at the two. "I usually don't act unless soone provokes ."
Xun Hanyan and Gu Niushang were stunned by his words, the corners of their mouths twitching slightly.
An ordinary practitioner!? Ordinary!? A terrifying being who can effortlessly crush an expert nearing the Semi-Saint level to death claims to be just an ordinary practitioner? There's a limit to modesty!
Both of them were completely dumbfounded, standing motionless like puppets or clay statues.
However, Wang Ruoxi had no such concept. She had always believed Qin Heng to be very powerful—extrely powerful—and that no one was his match.
Therefore, Qin Heng easily crushing Xun Hanying was, in her eyes, perfectly normal.
"Qin Heng, thank you for saving again," Wang Ruoxi said, approaching him and gently taking his arm with a sweet smile. "After the military training ends, let treat you to a al."
"Alright," Qin Heng said, patting Wang Ruoxi's head. "Let's go. I'll walk you back."
The ground here was soaked in blood, not a suitable place for an ordinary girl like Wang Ruoxi to linger. His impression of Wang Ruoxi was quite favorable; she was pure, natural, and kind-hearted, and he found her company comfortable.
As for Xun Hanyan and Gu Niushang, he completely ignored them.
Qin Heng had encountered many powerful won, even Goddesses and female immortals; he had personally destroyed countless numbers of them. He had no interest in conversing with these two.
Only after Qin Heng had left with Wang Ruoxi did Xun Hanyan and Gu Niushang snap back to their senses. They wanted to follow Qin Heng, but Tan Wenhe suddenly rushed over.
"Please wait, ladies, please wait!"
Tan Wenhe ran over, panting. His face turned slightly pale upon seeing the corpses scattered around, but he forced himself to remain calm. "Ladies, this situation still needs to be handled, doesn't it?" he said.
Xun Hanyan and Gu Niushang surveyed the scene and had no choice but to stop. They nodded helplessly in agreent.
After escorting Wang Ruoxi back, Qin Heng went directly to his dormitory.
But as soon as he opened his dormitory door, he saw a familiar figure: a middle-aged Taoist, perhaps in his forties, clad in Taoist robes and carrying a longsword on his back.
This was Lv Chunyang, a peak Innate Great Grandmaster from the Myth Organization, his strength considerable.
"Mr. Qin, I've finally caught you!" Lv Chunyang exclaid, overjoyed to see Qin Heng arrive. He hurriedly rose, intending to shake Qin Heng's hand.
THUMP!
However, just as he began to rise, he collapsed straight to the ground. It was as if an invisible force pressed down on him, rendering him immobile. His very bones felt as though they were being torn apart, causing him excruciating pain.
"Mr. Qin!?" Lv Chunyang cried out, looking at Qin Heng in shock and confusion. "I an no harm!"
"You may not an harm, but you are disrespectful," Qin Heng stated indifferently, looking at Lv Chunyang as he exerted his aura to suppress him. "This is my dormitory. You entered uninvited. If we hadn't t before, I would have killed you on the spot, even if Beijing is the Myth Organization's headquarters."
"I am sorry, Mr. Qin! I realize my mistake!" Lv Chunyang lowered his head. He admitted he hadn't considered these things before coming, largely because Beijing was the Myth Organization's headquarters.
The Semi-Saints and Saints are all here!
This fact had inadvertently given Lv Chunyang a sense of confidence, so he hadn't thought too much before entering Qin Heng's dormitory.
Only now did he have a rude awakening.
The man before might not be weaker than a Semi-Saint! Crushing an Innate Great Grandmaster like myself would be as easy as blowing away dust for him!
Lv Chunyang had experienced Qin Heng's power and his invincible bearing before; he had no desire to face it a second ti.
"Speak. What brings you here?" Qin Heng glanced at Lv Chunyang, then poured himself a cup of water and sat down. With a re thought, he withdrew the oppressive aura he was emitting.
HUM!
Space trembled slightly. The pervasive force dissipated, and the invisible pressure suppressing Lv Chunyang vanished. He finally heaved a sigh of relief and slowly stood up.
This ti, however, Lv Chunyang dared not be disrespectful. He bowed solemnly to Qin Heng and took a finely crafted invitation from the sleeve of his Taoist robe. "Mr. Qin," he said, "this is an invitation from the 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady,' a Semi-Saint of our organization."
A Semi-Saint of the Myth Organization, the 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady'?
Qin Heng was slightly startled, sowhat surprised. He shouldn't have any connection with this 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady,' so why would she suddenly send an invitation?
However, his expression remained unchanged as he accepted the invitation.
Opening it, he saw beautiful, elegant small script. It was clear that the 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady' who wrote it possessed excellent calligraphy skills, a testant to her considerable proficiency.
"On September fifteenth, atop Penglai Island, 'Myth's' 'Nine Heavens Mysterious Lady' challenges 'Olympus's' Athena to battle. Friend Xuantian is invited to witness."
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