"Cheng Longting!"

Xun Hanyan's complexion darkened. "My family has a heritage of over two thousand years, existing since the Warring States period, and we even have an Innate Grandmaster! Who do you think you are to dare threaten to annihilate the Xuns!"

She was truly furious.

Cheng Longting's attitude was outrageously arrogant; he showed utter disregard for the Xuns!

The Xun lineage had been passed down for over two thousand years!

Their ancestors included Martial Saints, Great Saints, and even stronger experts!

From the ancient Warring States period to the Qin and Han, Wei and Jin dynasties... right up to the present day, the Xuns had never been so disrespected. And now this insignificant Cheng Longting dared to declare that the Xuns wouldn't survive the year!

Who did he think he was!?

"Heh, who am I?" The sneer on Cheng Longting's face intensified as he looked at Xun Hanyan with unrestrained eyes. "Martial families may have their heritage, lasting a few thousand years at most. Compared to Divine Sects like ours, passed down since the Mythological Era, they are hardly worth mentioning."

"What! The Mythological Era? Ancient Divine Sects!?" Xun Hanyan's eyes widened in disbelief as she gazed at Cheng Longting, exclaiming in shock, "You—you're actually a disciple of an Ancient Divine Sect!?"

Although Xun Hanyan had always known Cheng Longting's background was deeply mysterious and unfathomable, she had never imagined he would be a disciple of an Ancient Divine Sect!

Those were Ancient Divine Sects, after all! In the Mythological Era, when Immortal Gods roamed Earth, those ancient sects were established. Each boasted tens of thousands of years of lineage, and their doctrines could be traced directly back to legendary, powerful figures from mythology!

No matter how long a martial family's history, how great its strength, or how deep its foundations, they were utterly insignificant compared to these Ancient Divine Sects!

It was like comparing a single drop of water to a vast ocean.

There was simply no comparison!

The onlookers were also stunned. As ordinary people, they knew very little about the martial world.

Knowing what a Martial Arts Grandmaster was, was already quite remarkable for them.

As for Ancient Divine Sects... almost no one had heard of them.

The state would never publicize such matters; ancient martial sects that had existed for tens of thousands of years were simply not something mentioned to the general public.

"Ancient Divine Sects? What are those? And the Mythological Era? Am I hallucinating?"

"Holy shit! That's kind of badass! What's Cheng Longting's background? He seems incredibly impressive!"

"Xun Hanyan looks terrified. It seems Cheng Longting is telling the truth! Are Ancient Divine Sects really that powerful? What exactly are they?"

Many people murmured among themselves, their curiosity piqued.

"Qin Heng! Let's apologize to him."

Xun Hanyan lightly bit her lip and gently tugged Qin Heng's hand, whispering, "Ancient Divine Sects! He's a successor from an Ancient Divine Sect! Even if we're at the same Realm, we can't possibly be his match!"

True Disciples of the Ancient Divine Sects cultivate ancient Divine Skills, which are incomparable to those of Martial Artists or martial families in the secular world. The difference is like that between heaven and earth, as disparate as clouds and mud! There's no comparison whatsoever! After all, these ancient Divine Skills are essentially techniques passed down directly from the Immortal Gods of the Mythological Era—they're incredibly powerful!

"Ancient Divine Sects?" Qin Heng raised an eyebrow. Ignoring Xun Hanyan's words, he looked at Cheng Longting and chuckled, "Which Ancient Divine Sect are you from? Let's see if I've heard of it."

He had dealt with his fair share of Ancient Divine Sects.

Guanghan Palace, third strongest in the north; Sun Temple, second strongest in the south; Encompass Starry Pavilion, third strongest in the south; and Qihuang Temple, ninth strongest in the south—people from all these sects had either died by his hand or been taken as Servants.

I never expected to encounter someone from an Ancient Divine Sect right here at Beijing University.

A light flickered in Qin Heng's eyes.

These Ancient Divine Sects have inherited traditions for tens of thousands of years and possess profound foundations. They surely hold abundant information about Immortal Mansion relics, far surpassing the accumulations of the Myth Organization and those Martial Dao families. If it weren't for some apprehension regarding the slumbering Great Saints and even higher-level Martial Artists, I would have wanted to wipe out these Ancient Divine Sects in one fell swoop. A Great Saint is equivalent to a Cultivator at the Golden Core Stage! Any higher would be equivalent to Nascent Soul or even Divinity Transformation.

Currently, Qin Heng was only at the peak of Qi Refinement and wasn't yet willing to provoke these old-timers.

"An ant from the secular world actually knows of the Ancient Divine Sects?" Cheng Longting looked down at Qin Heng with disdain, sneering, "I am a True Disciple of the Boundless Vajra Sect! My master is the Law-Transmitting Elder of the Boundless Vajra Sect, and the current generation's Grandmaster is my martial uncle. Both of them are Semi-Saint level powerhouses! Ant, do you even know what a Semi-Saint is?"

"Semi-Saint?" Qin Heng shook his head lightly and said indifferently, "Just something that can be crushed with a single finger. You've spouted enough nonsense; I can't be bothered to listen anymore. You were disrespectful to me just now, but your offense doesn't warrant death. Sever your own arms and get lost."

Even a Martial Saint is only equivalent to the Foundation Establishment Stage. With my current strength, I could kill someone at the peak of Foundation Establishment with a casual slap. Therefore, even a Martial Saint is merely an ant in my eyes, not worth mentioning. A mere Semi-Saint truly can be crushed with just one finger.

Cheng Longting, however, was stunned. He stared at Qin Heng in disbelief, then burst into loud laughter. "Hahaha! Haha! Are you an idiot? Do you really know what a Semi-Saint is, ant?!"

"Qin Heng! What are you saying? That's a Semi-Saint!" Xun Hanyan was also shocked. She looked at Qin Heng incredulously and exclaimed, "A powerhouse who has one foot in the Saint Realm! How—how dare you speak like that!?"

So audacious! Truly, so audacious! Simply outrageously bold!

In Xun Hanyan's mind, Qin Heng's remarks were arrogant to the extreme. Saying he could crush a Semi-Saint with one finger was something only a madman would utter!

"Qin Heng, I originally thought that since you reached the Transcendence Realm at such a young age, you might be someone of note. I even considered taking you as a Servant," Cheng Longting's smile vanished. He looked at Qin Heng, his voice cold. "But unfortunately, it seems there's something wrong with your brain. In that case, don't blame me for being merciless!"

At the same moment, Cheng Longting waved his right hand. His Internal Force, guided by his understanding of Martial Dao, forcefully bridged the gap between his inner self and the outer world, drawing upon the Heavenly Essence from his surroundings!

Instantly, a fierce wind surged. Within a radius of forty to fifty meters, the wind howled and clouds churned. A golden light began to flicker on Cheng Longting's right hand, as if invisible streams of air were continuously flowing into it!

CRACK!

A sound like the very fabric of space tearing apart erupted, a booming noise that felt as if it forcibly ripped open everyone's skulls and slammed itself inside, leaving them all dazed and disoriented.

When they somewhat recovered their senses, they saw Cheng Longting holding a blade-like edge formed from condensed Heavenly Essence. He stood there like a demon-subduing Vajra deity!

Like a god descended upon the mortal realm!

BOOM!

Cheng Longting raised the blade of Heavenly Essence. The air roared, and even the clouds in the sky were scattered by the force. He looked at Qin Heng with icy eyes and huffed, "Ant, now you will taste the divine blade technique of my Boundless Vajra Sect!"

His words had barely faded when—

BOOM! BOOM!

The golden blade of Qi in Cheng Longting's hand emitted resounding blasts. In an instant, it was suffused with a crimson glow, igniting into a flaming blade of light over ten meters long!

The scorching temperature distorted the air, threatening to incinerate everything to ash!

"Vajra Spirit Heat Blade!"

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