Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

"Excellent! Brother Su truly has an impressive spirit!"

Zeng Tianzheng burst into laughter, his heroic spirit surging. He laughed and said, "Someone, warm up some wine for Brother Su. Today, we shall witness him beheading that little beast's dog head!"

"Right away!"

The younger members of the Zeng Family hurriedly nodded and went to fetch the tools to warm the wine. Smiles bloomed on their faces; the fearful expressions they wore moments before had completely vanished.

In their eyes, for Su Zhengyang, a peak Innate martial artist wielding Saintly Arms, to behead Qin Xuantian, a savage Martial Artist, was absolutely effortless, like blowing away dust. There would surely be no chance of a mishap.

"Hahaha!!" Su Zhengyang laughed heartily. Grasping his Precious Sword, he walked outside, his aura like a rainbow. "In ancient times, Guan Yunchang beheaded Hua Xiong while his wine was still warm," he declared. "Today, I, Su Zhengyang, shall also emulate that feat!"

As he spoke, he stepped into the Zeng Family's main hall.

"Uncle, Uncle Su Zhengyang must be very impressive, right?" The speaker was Zeng Tianfang's son, Zeng Yueshi. He was eighteen years old, at the Half-Step Transcendence level, and considered a highly valued prodigy of the Zeng Family.

"Haha, that's for certain, otherwise I wouldn't have invited him. As for how strong he is..."

Zeng Tianzheng said with a smile, seemingly in a good mood, then added, "Uncle, let me tell you a story. Once, there was an assassination organization called 'Shadow,' and every single member of this organization was a super assassin!

"Anyone targeted by a Shadow assassin was doomed to die. The top ten gold-medal killers among them had all slain top-tier Innate masters!"

"So impressive!? Did Uncle Su Zhengyang defeat a gold-medal killer from Shadow?" exclaimed Zeng Yueshi in surprise, as everyone else's attention focused on them. They were very interested in the story Zeng Tianzheng was telling.

"No." Zeng Tianzheng shook his head and said, "Those ten gold-medal killers once jointly launched a sneak attack against a Russian Super S-rank Transcendent, a powerhouse comparable to a Semi-Saint. Yet, they were all annihilated by that Russian Transcendent, and even Shadow itself was completely destroyed!"

"So amazing! Is this Super S-rank Transcendent that powerful?" Zeng Yueshi's eyes widened in amazement, continuously expressing his wonder, wishing he could have personally witnessed such an intense battle.

The others around were also hanging on his every word, eagerly waiting for Zeng Tianzheng to continue.

"However, all this is nothing." Zeng Tianzheng glanced outside at Su Zhengyang and said, "Three years ago, that Russian Super S-rank Transcendent, along with two other Transcendents of the same caliber, came to China and launched a sneak attack on Brother Su."

"What! Three powerhouses on par with that Super S-rank Transcendent!! Oh my heavens!" Zeng Yueshi cried out in surprise. He looked towards Su Zhengyang outside and said in utter shock, "Uncle Su Zhengyang won't be in trouble, will he?"

"Yeah! That's equivalent to three Semi-Saint level powerhouses!"

"My goodness, this is too terrifying! Mr. Su Zhengyang isn't still injured, is he?"

Cries of alarm rose one after another from the surrounding crowd.

"No, you're all wrong." Zeng Tianzheng shook his head and said with a smile, "Those three Super S-rank Transcendents joined forces to ambush Brother Su, yet he countered them with a single finger strike, inflicting grievous injuries. In the end, one died, two were injured, and they barely escaped back to Russia with their lives."

Silence!

Utter silence!!

The entire hall fell quiet. Everyone's gaze turned towards Su Zhengyang outside.

So strong! Truly too strong!!

What kind of magnificent display would a battle involving such a powerhouse be!

Light shone in Zeng Yueshi's eyes; he was itching to go over and seek tutelage in martial arts from Su Zhengyang this very moment.

Su Mingli and Su Yiyi, however, grew even more worried.

They had only recently arrived at the Su family and didn't know much. They hadn't expected Su Zhengyang to be so powerful. His strength was unfathomably terrifying!

Qin Heng... why did you have to come here?!

"Yueshi, you don't need to idolize Su Zhengyang." Zeng Tianfang suddenly stood up, patted Zeng Yueshi on the shoulder, and said, "Although Su Zhengyang is strong, compared to your Uncle Tianzheng, he's nothing much.

"Three Su Zhengyangs could barely withstand a single casual blow from your Uncle Tianzheng!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone's gaze instantly shifted to Zeng Tianzheng. The admiration they had for Su Zhengyang moments ago multiplied innumerably and transferred onto Zeng Tianzheng!

The Family Head had not acted for a long time; nobody had expected Zeng Tianzheng to be this powerful!

"Hahaha! With Uncle Tianzheng here, that savage Martial Artist called Qin Xuantian is simply trash!" Zeng Yueshi burst into laughter. At this moment, his confidence in the Zeng Family was boundless.

The people around all nodded in agreement.

Su Zhengyang was already incredibly strong, single-handedly crushing three ambushing Semi-Saints. Yet, Zeng Tianzheng could effortlessly strike down three Su Zhengyangs with a casual blow! His strength was simply limitless!

With such a powerhouse present, there was absolutely no need to fear the so-called Qin Xuantian!

So long as a Saint does not appear, the Zeng Family cannot possibly fall!

「At the same time.」

Su Zhengyang, Precious Sword in hand, arrived in the courtyard. Ignoring the group of half-dead Half-Step Innate cultivators nearby, he leaped up and soared into the sky!

He even flew higher than Qin Heng. With a scornful look and an air of superiority, he flicked his wrist, and instantly, a long saber crackling with electric light appeared!

BOOM! BOOM!!

Thunder boomed as if the heavens themselves were enraged. The Precious Sword in Su Zhengyang's hand seemed forged from lightning itself—dazzlingly bright and exerting immense pressure on the onlookers!

Below, apart from Zeng Tianzheng, everyone else felt dizzy upon seeing the Precious Sword in Su Zhengyang's hand, nearly fainting to the ground.

"This is the Su Family's inherited Saintly Precious Sword!" Zeng Tianzheng said with a smile. "This sword, in ancient times, has slain several true Saints. It is a genuine Saint-Slaying Blade! Letting that little beast die by this blade is truly letting him off easy."

In the sky, Su Zhengyang looked down on Qin Heng with contempt, as though Qin Heng were an ant he could crush at will. He sneered haughtily, "Little beast, if you kneel now and kowtow to me and Brother Zeng in apology, I might consider only chopping off your head, guaranteeing your body remains intact! Otherwise, you shall..."

Qin Heng didn't even lift his eyelids, nor did he look at Su Zhengyang. He directly interrupted him, stating indifferently, "I don't quite like others standing taller than me. Get down!"

BOOM!

As his words fell, the laws of the world followed suit!

Heaven and Earth trembled violently, emitting a deafening roar. The omnipresent sea of Yuan Qi churned, unleashing an invisible yet supremely terrifying power!

It directly slapped Su Zhengyang, who had been radiating an air of superiority, from the sky straight into the ground!

Like swatting a mosquito!

BOOM!

Su Zhengyang, who had just soared into the sky, was smashed down in an instant. He had no chance to resist whatsoever, and his impact created a deep crater over ten meters in radius in the Zeng Family's main courtyard!

Qin Heng stood in the sky, hands clasped behind his back. He was like a Heavenly Emperor who commanded the laws of the heavens, whose every utterance was cosmic decree, whose words manifested reality. His eyes shimmered with light as he looked down coldly at Su Zhengyang on the ground.

He stated indifferently, "What were you saying just now? Say it again!"