Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

This man was tall and muscular, his muscles seemingly cast from steel. He appeared as if he had stepped out of a myth, a hulking Yellow Turban strongman capable of effortlessly crushing mortals, exuding an extremely powerful sense of oppression.

Many of the onlookers behind him felt a chill run through their bodies upon seeing him. Their instincts made them want to step back, a fear rooted in the primal urge to preserve life. Living beings inherently fear those whom they perceive could easily end their lives.

Jiang Pingqiao was also greatly shaken. He had never seen such a strong human being, nor had he ever directly felt such a heavy oppressive force. It made him tense all over, not daring to relax for even a moment. As if relaxing even a tiny bit might mean being crushed to death on the spot by this terrifying man! Horrible! It's really too horrible!

He shuddered involuntarily, looking at the man with alarm. What kind of person is this!? Truly terrifying! He's like a primeval behemoth, an Ancestral Tyrant Dragon, a God of Strength from mythology! Merely standing there sends shockwaves of terror, commands respect and fear, making people dare not approach, wanting to flee! Could anyone really withstand such a monster?

He couldn't help but look at Qin Heng. The scene of Qin Heng slapping the security guard at the door and sending him flying more than ten meters was still fresh in his mind; such strength didn't seem like something an ordinary person could possess! But even so! Could he really defeat this man who seems like a monster? The oppressive feeling he gives is too real, too frightening, making it hard for people to catch their breath, as if there's an invisible boulder pressing on one's chest, nearly suffocating! It's just too terrifying!

The oppressive aura was simply too terrifying! The people around watching this man also felt boundless fear and couldn't help exclaiming.

"It's said that the members of the Jiuchong Pavilion's internal security system are all real Martial Artists! The kind that the state has been promoting to the public for the past three years!"

"The kind that can wield thousands of kilograms of strength with their movements, even piercing through steel plates? No way, do such Martial Artists really exist? I always thought the internal security of Jiuchong Pavilion were just some combat sports experts."

"You're uninformed. The Martial Dao has three Realms: Open Force, Hidden Force, and Transcendence Realm. Achieving Open Force grants the strength of five hundred kilograms, while Hidden Force involves several thousand kilograms of strength. This man before our eyes is a Hidden Force expert!"

"He is the captain of the sixth team of Jiuchong Pavilion's security system, Han Jianglong! It's said he comes from a martial arts family and, after reaching adulthood, went to Africa and became the King of Mercenaries there, battle-hardened with countless enemies slain! An absolute fierce man!"

"So powerful! That kid is done for. Facing such a strong opponent, his brute strength will be utterly useless. Han Jianglong could probably squash him with a flick of his hand!"

The crowd was abuzz with discussion. The look in their eyes towards Qin Heng was filled with pity, convinced that he was doomed. Facing a strong man like Han Jianglong, who had emerged from a battlefield of corpses and blood, mere physical strength, no matter how great, was meaningless.

"What should we do?" Jiang Pingqiao turned to Qin Heng, asking, "What do we do now? This guy looks really formidable! You won't stand a chance against him!"

"Heh, little insect, this kid by your side does have some insight," sneered Han Jianglong, addressing Qin Heng. "Trash like you, I could crush with one finger. But really, I'm too lazy to lift a hand against such a little insect. Just kneel down and do as I said before, and you won't be too badly hurt. How merciful of me, aren't you going to thank me?"

"Break your own legs and roll out," Qin Heng replied to Han Jianglong indifferently. "Since when have ants dared to challenge the heavens? Are you not afraid of divine retribution?"

HISS!

The surrounding people couldn't help but draw a sharp breath, looking at Qin Heng in disbelief, mouths agape, as if they were seeing a ghost.

"Holy shit! Has this kid gone mad? To actually speak to Han Jianglong like that, he's practically asking to die! Han Jianglong is the King of Mercenaries in Africa; he's killed who knows how many people!"

"Kid! Kneel down and beg Captain Han for forgiveness! He is a Hidden Force expert, much stronger than ordinary people. It's only right for you to kneel to him!"

"Don't be foolish! Young man, your life is the most important. If you don't yield now, you might really be beaten to death!"

Jiang Pingqiao was also stunned. Looking at Qin Heng incredulously, he said, "Have you lost your mind? Can't you feel the oppressive aura coming from him? That bloody smell, that suffocating murderous intent! He truly is a killer! Do you not want to live!?"

He was truly scared. Since he was young, his senses had always been sharp, allowing him to discern a person's danger level. Han Jianglong was, without a doubt, the most dangerous person he had ever encountered. Absolutely the most dangerous! You'll die! Resisting such a person, you will absolutely die!

"HAHAHA! HAHAHA!" Han Jianglong suddenly burst into laughter. Looking at Qin Heng, he said, "Little bug, you amuse me. It's been a long time since I've seen such an interesting little bug like you. Even if you kneel down now and knock your head on the ground a hundred thousand times, I won't let you go. I'll catch you, lock you in a cage, break one of your bones every day, then slowly rip your skin and flesh apart, completely disassembling you! HAHAHA! How amusing! It's really so amusing! I love torturing idiots like you who are senselessly arrogant—to torment you, kill you, make you cry and beg for mercy!"

His laughter was like that of a devil, as if accompanied by gusts of cold wind blowing over everyone, making them feel a chilling and terrifying atmosphere.

It was too scary. Too terrifying. The people around no longer dared to look at Han Jianglong. Just hearing his words filled them with horror.

"Qin Heng! You, why are you here?"

Just at that moment, an unexpected female voice rang out, abruptly halting the scene in the Jiuchong Pavilion hall.

Following that, the sound of tap-tapping high heels approached.

It was Li Qiuting.

Her appearance was delicate, her features beautiful. Wearing light makeup at the moment, she looked even more attractive, almost perfect. Her long black hair cascaded over her shoulders; she wore an off-the-shoulder canary yellow evening gown, and her figure was Linglong, her curves well-defined. Standing in her high heels, she was over 1.8 meters tall, incredibly tall.

"Miss Li!" Han Jianglong's cold and fierce demeanor vanished. He bowed reverently to Li Qiuting and said, "Miss Li, Young Master Wu and Miss Gong are all waiting for you upstairs."

Li Qiuting, however, didn't pay him any attention. Instead, looking at Qin Heng with confusion, she asked, "Are you also here for the banquet?"

In her heart, Qin Heng must have had some unknown noble status. Attending a banquet at the Jiuchong Pavilion seemed quite a normal thing, but she didn't know whose banquet he was here for.

"Miss Li, you must be mistaken. This guy is just here to cause trouble. How could a poor piece of trash like him be here to attend a banquet?" Han Jianglong, still thinking Li Qiuting had mistaken someone else, directly stepped forward.

"Let me clean up this little bug first. To prevent this clueless little thing from offending you, if there's any mishap, the boss will hold me accountable," he chuckled.

Saying so, he reached out directly towards Qin Heng's neck. His fingers were like dragon claws, nails flashing with cold light, whipping through the air with a WHOOSH, as if tearing the air apart. The power was astonishing!

With this claw, an ordinary person would either die or be seriously injured!