"Are you the brother of our society's president?"

Wu Qian looked at Xun Hanying, a mixture of shock and uncertainty in her eyes, which were filled with fear. This man's strength is truly terrifying! He might even be more powerful than the president. Song Feiyue is by no means weak; he's definitely a strong figure among Hidden Force experts, yet this man severely injured him with a mere sweep through the air!? A Grandmaster of Transcendence?

"Not too bad-looking." Xun Hanying glanced at Wu Qian and snorted coldly. "But, only at Hidden Force in your twenties? Truly a waste, nothing but an ant!"

"You! What do you want to do!?" Wu Qian stood before the others, shielding the four Open Force practitioners behind her. Looking at Xun Hanying, she said, "Since you are our president's brother, why are you attacking us?"

She couldn't fathom Xun Hanying's motive for attacking them. The members of the Han Mountain Martial Dao Society had never provoked this man. Why would he target them?

"Why?" Xun Hanying sneered, standing with his hands clasped behind his back, an air of superiority about him. "Because you are ants! My sister is a member of the Xuns. How could a bunch of ants be fit to mingle with someone from the Xuns? Therefore, you must die! You must all die!!"

"On what grounds!?" Wu Qian challenged defiantly, staring at Xun Hanying. "This is modern society, an era of order! Even if you are high and mighty, it only means you have a higher status. What right do you have to call us ants?"

Those around her were also filled with righteous indignation, pointing at Xun Hanying and shouting.

"Exactly! This is modern society. What do you think this is, primitive times? You think you're amazing just because you're skilled in martial arts! Ants indeed! Who do you think you are!"

"No matter how skilled you are in martial arts, a cleaver is still a threat. No matter how powerful your martial arts, a single gunshot can take you down! So what if your martial arts are incredible? This is the age of technology; who do you think you're scowling at!"

"That's right! Even if your martial skills mean you're not afraid of guns, what about bombs, rocket launchers, planes, tanks, even nuclear bombs? They could obliterate you in minutes! Kiddo, we're all human, don't be so damn arrogant!!"

Although the students had some understanding of Martial Artists, their knowledge was neither deep nor extensive, mostly limited to those below the Innate Realm. The power wielded by an Innate Martial Artist was beyond most of their comprehension. They believed that any Martial Artist must still be within the limits of human strength, unable to break these bounds, because that was beyond their understanding—incomprehensible to them.

"Hahahahaha!!" Xun Hanying burst out laughing, tears almost streaming down his face. The purplish-black Demonic Qi around him surged violently. He spread his arms wide and sneered, "A bunch of ants! Who told you wastes that I am the same as you?!"

HUM!!

As the Innate True Qi within Xun Hanying began to circulate, it drew upon the surrounding Heavenly Essence, which merged with the purplish-black Demonic Qi encircling him!

CRACKLE!

As if the void itself was being torn apart, dozens of tentacle-like streams of purplish-black Qi extended outward. At the end of each tentacle was a hand, which instantly shot towards the surrounding students.

It grasped fiercely!!

Their necks were seized, and they were lifted high into the air!!

"Ahhhh! Monster! It's a monster!!"

"My God! What is this thing!!"

The surrounding crowd screamed in terror. They had never witnessed such horrifying power; it was utterly bizarre and unthinkable!

"What do you want!?" Wu Qian, too, was panicked, looking at Xun Hanying in disbelief.

This method of controlling Heavenly Essence for one's own use is beyond imagination! It reminds me of a realm Xun Hanyan once mentioned: the Innate Realm, which is above the Transcendence Realm! A Great Grandmaster!?

CRACK!!

CRACK!!

While Wu Qian was still in shock, a series of bone-crushing sounds suddenly erupted. The people Xun Hanying held aloft by their necks all had them snapped!!

They were all dead!!

These were all students from Beijing University! This guy didn't even blink before killing them all!!

Wu Qian was completely dumbfounded. She looked at Xun Hanying, her voice trembling, "You! How could you! These are more than twenty human lives! How could you possibly…"

"Hahaha! What a joke!" Xun Hanying looked at Wu Qian as if she were a fool. "In the world of Martial Artists, the strong are revered! These ants are nothing but trash that I can crush effortlessly. Twenty of them? Even two hundred or two thousand would mean nothing!"

"Devil! You are simply a devil!!" Wu Qian had lost all hope. To her, Xun Hanying was a madman. She yelled to the four martial artists behind her, "Run! Run! Go find the society president and bring him back!!"

BOOM!

However, before those four could even move, a thick purplish-black mist congealed into a huge wall, blocking their path.

Xun Hanying leisurely took a couple of steps forward, his eyes narrowed slightly. He chuckled coldly as he looked at the four of them and said, "Run? Whoever dares to run dies now!"

Silence!

Sudden, complete silence fell upon the area!

Even Wu Qian and the four Open Force practitioners behind her dared not speak.

This person! He was too terrifying, a true killing maniac!!

"Good, that's more like it." Xun Hanying sneered. "Don't worry. As long as you don't make any rash moves, you won't die before that little bastard Qin Heng and that slut Xun Hanyan return!"

WHOOSH!!

At that moment, a violent wind suddenly swept in, scattering the clouds in the sky. Then, a RIPPING sound, as if a sharp sword was tearing through the air, accompanied the wind. A brilliant sword light, pure as moonlight, slashed down from above!!

The fierce sword light was merely the aftermath, yet it carved a huge trench into the ground. It left a trail like a freshly dug deep ditch!

That sword light targeted Xun Hanying and arrived before him in an instant, seemingly about to slash at his head!

CLANG!

Just then, the sound of metal clashing rang out. The purplish-black mist around Xun Hanying stirred, instantly dispersing the sword light, which shattered into countless specks of light and vanished.

"I warned you last night, yet you still dare to come today!" Gu Niushang's eyes held a murderous gleam, her expression cold. Wearing her white coat and holding one hand in a sword gesture, she walked slowly forward.

Next to her was Wang Ruoxi. After rescuing Wang Ruoxi last night, Gu Niushang had kept her by her side to prevent Xun Hanying from leaving and returning.

But she did not expect that just one night later, she would actually see Xun Hanying again.

"Sister Niushang!"

"Senior Gu!!"

Wu Qian and the four martial artists behind her all cheered, overjoyed. In their eyes, Gu Niushang was an expert among experts, someone who could definitely deal with the murderous devil before them!

"Hahaha! Gu Niushang! You have quite the nerve, to actually come here courting death!!"

Xun Hanying laughed boisterously. His strength had been enhanced by the Nine Nether Evil Qi; he simply didn't take Gu Niushang, who was merely Half-step Innate, seriously!

He circulated the Innate True Qi within his body, merging it more effectively with the Nine Nether Evil Qi. His strength was increasing exponentially with every moment. He even felt he could crush his former self with just one hand!

With a power so formidable it could be called terrifying, Xun Hanying had completely cast aside all concerns. He no longer viewed Guanghan Palace with any regard. The Nine Nether Evil Qi had granted him strength and a boldness he had never known before!

Xun Hanying's gaze towards Gu Niushang was filled with unconcealed killing intent. His power surged, ready to explode at any moment. He raised his palm, Purple Qi swirling wildly, and roared with crazed fury, "Die, Guanghan Palace wench!!"

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