Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

"Over a thousand kilometers! Even the strongest Innate Grandmasters can't fly that far. There's no time to take a plane!"

Zeng Yuefeng sneered. "By the time he arrives, this young master will have played you all to death! HAHAHA! I want that little beast to wish he were dead! This is the fate of offending our Zeng Family of Youzhou!!"

"Don't be so arrogant! Even if we die, once the Immortal Venerable arrives, he will kill you all!" Su Ying, who was now nothing but a silhouette, said through gritted teeth. "You have no idea how powerful the Immortal Venerable is!"

"You're all going to die!" An Yue struggled to turn her head, looking at the elder and Zeng Yuefeng. "The moment the Daoist Master arrives, it will be your doom!!"

As Qin Heng's Dao Soldier, she naturally referred to Qin Heng as Daoist Master.

The elder sneered with immense satisfaction. "I think you're all living in a dream!" He raised his hand, and a slash of blood-red blade light split the ground near Qin Yun, creating a deep trench. He continued, "You Han dogs always indulge in wishful thinking, hoping someone will save you. It was like this over three hundred years ago when my Great Qing stormed the passes and slaughtered cities, and you worthless curs are still the same pathetic sight now. Disgusting! You keep saying Qin Heng will come to save you, will avenge you, but where is that little beast Qin Heng now? Where, huh? HAHAHA! If he's so capable, let him come!!"

HUM!

Just then, a dull thud echoed from the sky, followed by a series of booming rumbles. A hurricane descended, as if some colossal creature was approaching!

Suddenly, a dazzling golden light streaked from the horizon, tearing through the dark clouds that veiled the sun and restoring light to the dim earth!

BOOM!

The golden light slammed into the ground, gouging out a crater. The terrifying force and speed of its impact made the earth tremble as if struck by an earthquake!

As the golden light dispersed, Qin Heng's figure was revealed!

"Brother!!"

"Qin Heng!!"

"Immortal Venerable!!"

"Daoist Master!!"

A chorus of calls rose. Qin Yun, Song Ningran, and the others were all overcome with excitement.

Qin Heng's expression was somber as he surveyed his surroundings.

He saw Qin Yun and Song Ningran huddled tightly together, utterly terrified. He saw Yun Lingsu, who had lost an arm and was on the verge of collapse. He saw Su Ying, reduced to a mere silhouette, and An Yue, whose back was flayed open, wounds gaping to the bone. And there was the Pure Dust Golden Mother, her Divine Body dissipated, leaving only remnants of Divine Power and a struggling soul lingering in the void.

Qin Heng's gaze turned murderously cold.

The elder looked at Qin Heng, twirling the blood-colored, ghost-headed saber in his hand. "Well, well! I didn't expect you to actually show up. Not bad, not bad!" He then lunged at Qin Heng. "Die!!"

WHOOSH!

However, the strike missed entirely. Qin Heng hadn't even glanced at him. His figure flickered and vanished, reappearing an instant later beside Qin Yun and Song Ningran.

"It's okay now. I'm here," Qin Heng said with a faint smile, patting their heads reassuringly.

Qin Yun and Song Ningran both nodded, "Mm-hmm!" Their fear vanished completely, replaced by an overwhelming sense of relief. As long as Qin Heng was there, they knew they were safe.

"How dare you underestimate me!?" the elder roared in fury. He swung his saber at Qin Heng once more, this time unleashing all the Innate True Qi in his body and activating the eerie power of the blood saber!

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

The wind howled, dark clouds gathered, and the very colors of heaven and earth seemed to shift. The wails of malevolent spirits filled the air, as if the mortal realm had transformed into hell itself—utterly terrifying!

"Die!!"

The elder bellowed. The blood saber pulsed with an intense, sharp brilliance as it slashed towards Qin Heng's head!

"Bro! Watch out behind you!"

"Qin Heng, beware of the sneak attack!"

"Daoist Master! Someone launched a sneak attack!"

"Immortal Venerable, be careful, that blade is treacherous!!!"

Qin Yun, Song Ningran, An Yue, and Su Ying all cried out in alarm. They were all too aware of how formidable the elder and his blood saber were. If Qin Heng were struck by this sneak attack, the consequences would be dire!

"Too late! HAHAHA! Die!" the elder cackled, convinced Qin Heng could not possibly dodge this attack. His blade was about to cleave Qin Heng's head!

Kill him! So much for 'Number One on the Earth List,' 'Undefeated Under Heaven,' or 'Defeating an Innate Single-Handedly'! The so-called Qin Xuantian, Qin Wudi, is nothing but a fraud! Die by this blade!

Not far away, Zeng Yuefeng nodded slightly, a faint, cold smile on his lips. "So, Qin Xuantian is just trash after all. He can't even take a single strike from Elder Ai. He's finished."

However! At that very moment! Just as the blood-red blade edge was about to strike Qin Heng—

"SCRAM!!"

Qin Heng snorted coldly. With a flick of his sleeve, as casual as swatting a fly, he struck the blood-colored, ghost-headed saber in the elder's hand.

BOOM!

With a deafening roar, the blood-red light of the saber instantly exploded and dissipated. In that moment, the elder felt as if Mount Tai itself had crashed down upon him, an indescribably terrifying force slamming into his body!

WHAM!

The air itself seemed to rupture, instantly creating a vacuum!

The elder was sent flying by Qin Heng's casual sweep of his sleeve. He crashed to the ground like a rag doll tossed onto a trash heap, plowing a furrow over two hundred meters long before skidding to a halt.

So strong! How can he be this powerful? It's simply unfathomable!

The elder was aghast. Staring at Qin Heng in disbelief, he could never have imagined that he—wielding the blood saber and nearing the rank of a Semi-Saint—could be sent flying by a mere flick of Qin Heng's sleeve!

How is this possible?!

Zeng Yuefeng's expression darkened as he watched Qin Heng intently. This level of strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.

Qin Heng paid them no mind.

He formed spells with his hands, sending out streaks of golden light that landed on An Yue, Su Ying, and Yun Lingsu. Instantly, An Yue's severe injuries healed, Su Ying's Divine Body solidified, and Yun Lingsu's severed arm reattached!

Other golden lights flew into the void, gathering the scattered Divine Body and soul of the Pure Dust Golden Mother. Using her God Position as the anchor, she was reborn, her Divine Body reconstituted!

The life essence of the deities under Qin Heng's command was rooted in the God Positions he bestowed. As long as their God Position remained intact, they were immortal and indestructible!

"Thank you, senior!"

"Thank you, Daoist Master!"

"Thank you, Immortal Venerable!"

Yun Lingsu, An Yue, the Pure Dust Golden Mother, and Su Ying all knelt, kowtowing in gratitude to Qin Heng.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

At that moment, Zeng Yuefeng began to clap, a cold smile playing on his lips as he looked at Qin Heng. "What a touching scene! Qin Heng, your strength is indeed impressive. But compared to my Zeng Family, with its thousand-year heritage, you still fall far short! So, tell me, how would you like to die?"

"Are you two brain-dead?" Qin Heng finally turned, his brow furrowed slightly. He looked at Zeng Yuefeng and the saber-wielding elder, who had just struggled back to his feet, and said indifferently, "Kill yourselves."