Ninth in the Peerless God Clan, Where Great Emperors Walk Everywhere
Chapter 195

Show Off and I'll Send You Flying-Instant Kill!

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Leader He gripped the six Top-grade Spirit Stones, his knuckles turning slightly white from the force, his face a mixture of pale and flushed.

To be so disregarded on one's own turf is an utter disgrace.

Seeing that Qin Wangchuan dared to walk straight towards the Ascension Platform that was sealed off by restrictions and even questioned him, his suppressed anger, mixed with his desire to get revenge, immediately surged up.

He quickened his pace, standing between Qin Wangchuan and the Ascension Platform, a mocking smile playing on his lips. He deliberately amplified his voice, ensuring everyone in the square could hear him:

"Oh, Young Master, you've got quite a temper. What, you want to see this Ascension Platform?"

He paused, his gaze sweeping over Qin Wangchuan.

While it is indeed rare for someone to casually produce Top-grade Spirit Stone, some nouveau riche young masters in the Lower Realm also like to make such a show of force, and they may not actually have any extraordinary background.

When his gaze swept over the Red Bird perched on Qin Wangchuan's shoulder, looking around curiously, he sneered inwardly—even carrying such a toy with him.

'As expected, he's an arrogant and ignorant scion of a powerful Lineage.'

But it didn't work!

When you come to the He Family's territory, even a dragon has to coil up!

"Cultivators like you who ascended from the Lower Realm..." He emphasized the words "Lower Realm," his tone brimming with superiority, "Are, to put it bluntly, no different from ants on the ground. Want to see the Ascension Platform? Fine!" He stretched out his palm, fingers spread, and waved it in front of Qin Wangchuan. "Rules can't be broken. Hand over a hundred Top-grade Spirit Stone, and if I'm in a good mood, maybe I'll let you get closer..."

The guards behind him let out a suppressed chuckle, clearly thinking that their leader's taunt was just right, both saving face and not pushing the potentially influential person too far.

However, before Leader He could finish speaking, Qin Wangchuan interrupted him:

"Talks too much."

The moment the name Qin Wangchuan was uttered, the mockery on Leader He's face froze.

A bone-chilling cold shot up his spine, and his blood seemed to freeze instantly—something was pressing against his temple.

Those were neither human fingers nor Mortal Iron.

Something extremely cold, hard, and heavy clung tightly to its weakest point.

Leader He made a strained sound as he shrugged his neck, his eyes struggling to move.

It was a finger, as thick as a pillar, its surface covered with ancient runes, and a dark red light like lava flowing between its crevices.

Just as Leader He looked up along the Finger of Destruction, trying to see the whole picture, the space beside him suddenly rippled strangely.

A three-meter-tall Dark Gold Soldier Puppet emerged from underwater, slowly solidifying and revealing its true form.

When the complete form of this Slaughter Creation came into view, Leader He's heart almost stopped beating.

It stood silently, its entire body covered in heavy armor, like Slaughter Creation that had existed since ancient times.

The most terrifying thing is its face--

A thin crack appeared in the center of the dark gold armor, behind which were two scarlet dots of light, reflecting Leader He's face, which was contorted with extreme fear, as if he were scrutinizing an insignificant ant.

"Stealth Technique? When...?"

He swallowed hard, cold sweat instantly soaking his back.

He, Tenth Realm Expert, was completely unaware of when the other party got close!

Just as his gaze abruptly shifted to Qin Wangchuan, and he uttered the word "wait"—

The finger pressed against his temple suddenly emitted a brilliant blue light.

There was no deafening roar, only a muffled, soft sound, like the cracking of a ripe fruit.

"Puff!"

The blazing light flashed and disappeared in an instant.

Leader He's head was wiped off as if by Invisible Giant Hands, instantly vaporizing—this Tenth Realm Expert had been tyrannical in Middle Tongtian for many years didn't even have time to have a single thought of resistance before his body and soul were completely destroyed.

Only the headless body remained standing frozen in place, seemingly unaware of what had happened.

The Dark Gold Soldier Puppet slowly straightened up, the light at its fingertips quietly fading away.

The crimson light from behind the gaps in the faceplate swept coldly across the entire area, and everyone whose gaze touched felt their souls tremble.

Then the figure gradually blurred and disappeared again.

Only then did the headless corpse fall to the ground with a muffled thud.

The entire room Deathly Stillness.

The little bird on his shoulder chirped softly as it looked at the corpse, its voice tinged with disdain.

It's as if it's saying: Serves you right!

Qin Wangchuan didn't even glance at the corpse on the ground, his gaze calmly turning to the group of pale-faced guards:

"Go and fetch someone who can manage things."

His voice remained calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority.

The group of the He Family guards trembled with fear, but one of the deputy commanders still managed to shout, "You... you dare to kill members of the He Family in the Tongtian Realm! You're finished!"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Jianwei forward and coldly swept her gaze across him.

The deputy commander fell silent instantly, staggering back several steps and nearly collapsing.

All the guards turned pale and dared not say another word, and hurriedly went to report.

The entire Reception Plaza was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Those arrogant Prodigy who had ascended from all walks of life were now all pale-faced, their eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

"Instantly killed Tenth Realm cultivator..." A Saint Son from the Lower Realm murmured, looking at Leader He's corpse, his voice trembling, "His aura... was that of the Tenth Realm cultivator?"

A Sword Cultivator carrying Ancient Sword stared intently at Qin Wangchuan, his Adam's apple bobbing. "Talisman Cultivator? Can you tell what realm he's at?"

Upon hearing this, the group activated their Pupil Technique Secret Method, but all showed expressions of confusion.

"Strange, I can't detect even the slightest fluctuation of cultivation power..."

"I can't see any Spiritual Power flowing around him either; he's practically an ordinary person."

"It must involve some kind of Law Treasure or Divine Ability."

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, feeling that the figure in the Green Robe was becoming increasingly unfathomable.

All that remained in my heart was a clear understanding of the cruel rules of Middle Thousand Provinces.

Jiang Yan, standing behind Qin Wangchuan, was equally shaken.

Although he knew this "Eldest Brother" was unfathomable, he never expected his methods to be so ruthless and his power so terrifying.

Looking at Qin Wangchuan's calm profile and the headless corpse lying on the ground, he felt a chill in his heart and gained a deeper understanding of Middle Thousand Provinces —background is important, but strength is also a passport!

Qin Wangchuan ignored the reactions of the crowd and turned his gaze to the Ascension Platform, which was shrouded in layers of Restriction Radiance.

He stepped forward slowly, extended his right hand, and gently pressed it against the invisible barrier.

Buzz--

The restriction was triggered; the light shifted slightly, emanating a wave of resistance.

Just then, a barely perceptible stream of light flashed across Qin Wangchuan's right arm, as if an extremely thin, transparent arm armor shimmering with fine Dragon Scale Pattern had vanished in an instant.

At the same time, faint runes flowed within the depths of his pale golden eyes, and his Heavenly Derivation Divine Pupil quietly activated, instantly causing several Great Dao Rune to appear on the complex and powerful restriction before him.

That is its weakness.

He exerted slight force with his five fingers, trying to find an opening to slip in.

However, the restriction remained completely still, and the counterforce was as steady as a mountain, far exceeding expectations.

Qin Wangchuan lowered his eyes slightly, instantly understanding.

"I see."

He muttered to himself, his tone carrying a hint of understanding.

"This restriction is definitely not something a small He Family could create."

His gaze seemed to pierce through the barrier, revealing a deeper source behind it.

"It was the work of the Tongtian Family."

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