Tang Bo's attitude was incredibly arrogant; he utterly disregarded Qin Heng.

From a young age, all the information he had been exposed to asserted that people of the mundane world were hopelessly ignorant and Martial Artists pathetically weak. Consequently, he looked down on them from the depths of his heart.

In Tang Bo's eyes, whether commoners or Martial Artists, they were all merely trash.

Trash didn't deserve respect; contempt was sufficient.

In his view, for a Martial Artist from the mundane world like Qin Heng to be summoned by Physician Zheng was like an ant-like mortal receiving an invitation from an Immortal—a stroke of sheer, undeserved luck! He should immediately kneel, weep tears of gratitude, and offer his profound thanks.

"What did you just say?"

Qin Heng regarded Tang Bo with interest. A mere peak Transcendence Realm cultivator daring to be so audacious was indeed rare. He said, "Do you know who you're talking to?" It would be normal for someone from the mundane world not to recognize me. But for this one to be ignorant... it's a bit strange.

"Who are you?" Tang Bo said, his face a mask of arrogance as he sneered, "Indeed, you ants from the mundane world become conceited at the slightest hint of strength, utterly ignorant of what true powerhouses look like! Qin Xuantian—top of the Earth Rankings, hailed as invincible under heaven, with combat prowess comparable to an Innate Grandmaster. He once defeated the Divine Avatar from the Sun Temple at the Doomsday Bell Divine Ruin of the Gods. Am I right?"

"Knowing Lord Qin's identity, how dare you be so rude!" Lu Jianjia's pretty face flushed red with anger as she berated Tang Bo.

In Lu Jianjia's eyes, Qin Heng's strength was comparable to that of a legendary Semi-Saint, perhaps even a Martial Saint. After all, Lv Chunyang—who once stood at the absolute peak of Innateness and had cultivated an ancient Divine Skill—was defeated by Qin Heng in a single move! How could Tang Bo, a mere Grandmaster of Transcendence, dare to be so arrogant in front of Qin Heng? He's practically courting death! And he even seems to look down on Qin Heng!? Where does this confidence, this audacity, come from??

"Your strength is indeed formidable, but so what?" Tang Bo looked down from on high, his nose practically in the air. He gazed at Qin Heng with disdain, shook his head slightly, and said, "Kid, you're just lucky, having accidentally inherited an ancient Divine Skill. With no one to teach or guide you, everything you've done is just blind practice. It's a wonder you haven't killed yourself yet! The modicum of strength you possess is purely due to that damned luck. Compared to our Qihuang Temple—an ancient Divine Sect existing since the era of the Human Emperor—you don't even qualify as trash!"

As Tang Bo grew more animated, he strode up to Qin Heng, pointed a finger accusingly, and said with a disgusted, disdainful expression, "Kid, it's vital to be self-aware! Our Qihuang Temple boasts a legacy of tens of thousands of years; our ancestor was the Heavenly Physician to the Yellow Emperor himself! You, a piece of trash from the mundane world, are nowhere near worthy of comparison to our Qihuang Temple. Hurry back, cleanse yourself, burn incense, and prepare properly to meet Physician Zheng! Don't become arrogant just because you've gained a little strength. In this world, there will always be people you can't afford to provoke!"

"And you think I can't afford to provoke *you*?" Qin Heng smiled faintly, gently extended a finger, and tapped forward. Instantly, the Spiritual Energy of heaven and earth began to converge at his fingertip!

CLANG!!

A sword cry echoed as the milky-white Spiritual Energy at his fingertip coalesced into a silver-white sword of light. It emanated a breathtakingly bright aura, its sharp intent seeming capable of splitting heaven and earth, potent enough to shake one's very soul!

"This, this Sword Qi!!" Lu Jianjia, intimidated by the might of the Sword Qi, instinctively retreated several meters, staring at the light sword on Qin Heng's fingertip in utmost shock. With just a casual motion, he condensed Sword Qi even more powerful than Lv Chunyang's! He's too strong! Qin Heng's strength is simply unbelievable!

The critical point was that this was Dongpu International Airport, teeming with people! To make a move here would be an earth-shattering event, causing a massive commotion. It wasn't yet time to fully reveal Transcendent powers to the public!

Lu Jianjia paled, but when she glanced around, she saw that no one reacted. Even those passing by didn't spare them a glance.

It's as if none of this exists, or perhaps it's happening in another dimension, completely invisible to everyone! What kind of technique is this!?

Shocked to her core, Lu Jianjia stared at Qin Heng, her eyes wide. An Illusion Technique? A spatial art? What ability is this? Such a thing was utterly beyond her comprehension.

After all, she was still only a probationary member of the Myth Organization and hadn't been given an official codename, nor did she have access to many confidential matters and materials.

"Qin Xuantian! What do you think you're doing?!" Tang Bo was also panicking. He retreated several steps, looking at Qin Heng with trepidation. "Kid, are you trying to attack me? You dare! Let me tell you, our Qihuang Temple has a legacy spanning tens of thousands of years! Countless Saints, even Great Saints, slumber within our sect! Now that Spiritual Energy is recovering, they will soon awaken! If you dare harm a Disciple of the Qihuang Temple, you'll die without a burial place!"

"How does your Qihuang Temple compare to the Encompass Starry Pavilion?" Qin Heng sneered, the light sword in his palm twinkling menacingly.

"What do you mean by that?!" Tang Bo's gaze flickered with agitation. "How dare a mundane ant like you presume to judge us, the ancient Divine Sects! Come with me to see Physician Zheng immediately!"

Tang Bo was thoroughly flustered now. He'd never imagined Qin Heng would actually dare to attack. Isn't he afraid that the Qihuang Temple will be enraged and dispatch an Innate Grandmaster, or even a Semi-Saint, to eliminate him!?

"Alas." Qin Heng sighed softly. "Seeing your reaction, I suppose the Qihuang Temple doesn't compare to the Encompass Starry Pavilion. And you are far inferior to Hong Guchen of the Encompass Starry Pavilion."

"You... you! What are you planning to do?!" Tang Bo stared at Qin Heng in terror. He felt it—a genuine killing intent! This mundane ant... he actually wants to kill me!

"Damn it! Damn it! Qin Xuantian, I am a True Disciple of Qihuang Temple! If you dare to lay a hand on me, you're asking for death! The Qihuang Temple will absolutely not..."

CLANG!

With a sword cry, Qin Heng's finger swept lightly through the air. It was as if a Heavenly God had split the void itself. A bright silver Sword Qi flashed, and Tang Bo's arm flew from his shoulder.

"AHHH!"

Tang Bo hadn't finished his words before excruciating pain engulfed him. A scream tore from his throat as blood spurted like a fountain, instantly drenching him.

Utterly gruesome, utterly terrifying!

Even more terrifying was the fact that the surrounding people still hadn't noticed anything. Not one person spared a glance in this direction!

It was just like in the myths where Immortals pass by mortals, and the mortals remain completely unaware!

"Qin Xuantian! Qin Xuantian! You're seeking death! You're really seeking death!!" Tang Bo clutched his severed arm, his eyes bulging and bloodshot as he roared furiously, "The Qihuang Temple will never let you off!! You will die without a burial place!"

BANG!

With a casual palm strike from afar, Qin Heng sent Tang Bo flying over a hundred meters. His chest caved in, countless ribs shattered. Like a broken puppet, he crashed onto the ground.

The life force of a Grandmaster of Transcendence was resilient. Even with such severe injuries, Tang Bo could still move. But he didn't dare speak again, terrified that Qin Heng would truly kill him next.

"Roll back and tell your elders that if they wish to see me, they must come themselves, kneel three times and kowtow nine times, begging for an audience. Otherwise, they can roll back to wherever they came from!"

Qin Heng's voice, like thunder, like a tempest, violently crashed into Tang Bo's mind, making his head reel as if a bomb had exploded within.

His head was splitting with pain, and he curled up on the ground. All his facial features contorted, his expression twisted in extreme agony. Blood continued to gush out, forming a pool beneath him.

Qin Heng didn't spare him another glance, simply turning and walking away.

Lu Jianjia hurriedly followed.

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