"Qi... brother Qi... so strong?"
Bei Shanwei was so shocked that the wine goblet slipped from his hand and fell to the floor. His face was filled with disbelief.
Hadn't they said he merely came from some insignificant little tribe called the Black Mountain tribe? No matter how talented he was, could he really turn the world upside down?
If Ji Ning had not kept telling him about this "Black Mountain Old Demon," Bei Shanwei would never even have paid attention to someone like Qi Heng.
Yet the scene before him now sent towering waves crashing through Bei Shanwei's heart.
A Myriad Manifestations realm cultivator had killed a Nascent Soul Cultivator in one strike. That was simply too monstrous!
"That's impossible!"
Bei Shanhu was dumbfounded as well!
After learning that Qi Heng was a junior of an Artifact Refining Grandmaster, Bei Shanhu had gathered information on him. He knew Qi Heng had come from an insignificant little tribe in the Yanshan region and that he was only fifteen or sixteen.
It was not unheard of for a Myriad Manifestations True Person to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator. However, those were all old cultivators who had deliberately suppressed their realms and cultivated for centuries.
For someone who had cultivated for barely a dozen years to kill a Nascent Soul Cultivator in one blow, just how heaven-defying did he have to be?
"We have to kill him! We must kill him!"
Although Bei Shanhu was arrogant and overbearing, he was not stupid. Since he had already offended him, he absolutely could not allow such a genius to grow any further. Otherwise, there would be endless trouble in the future.
At barely over ten years of cultivation and only in his teens, he already possessed such terrifying strength. What would happen after a