Liangcheng Commandery, Giant Province, at the foot of Tianliang Mountain.
"How is that possible?"
Changsun Ruoli could not help crying out, her voice shrill. "Qin Sheng, are you joking? How could he possibly be capable of that? Huang Tianzhao ranks sixteenth on the Foreign Races Heavenly Ranking. His strength is enough to put him in the top twenty of the Heavenly Ranking. Even I would need considerable effort to deal with him, yet Chu Xisheng killed him with one saber strike? Are you kidding me?"
Just seven strikes to cut down six people in succession! Four were among the Top Thirty of the Heavenly Ranking, while the other two possessed strength equal to that level.
-and that was not before an army of ten thousand! It was out in the wilderness, where Chu Xisheng's Divine-Intent Death-Touching Saber was at its weakest.
Yet Chu Xisheng had still slain one Giant Spirit per strike, killing Heavenly Ranking experts more easily than slaughtering pigs and dogs.
Changsun Ruoli's cry immediately drew sidelong looks from the nearby Ice City soldiers.
Most had read the Foreign Races Heavenly Ranking published by the Martial Discourse Tower, and terror appeared on their faces.
Qin Sheng was right beside Changsun Ruoli.
Mounted on a Four-Legged Flying Dragon, he inwardly cursed the woman for an idiot.
Were these things she could just shout out?
His gaze displeased, Qin Sheng said expressionlessly, "Why would I lie to you? Their preliminary judgment is that he must have used the Nine Orifices of Primordial Yang, possibly along with some secret art that amplifies the power of Heavenly Order. He absolutely cannot sustain this level of fighting strength. Chu Xisheng is merely third-rank. His martial arts cannot possibly be this powerful."
Changsun Ruoli also realized that her reaction had been inappropriate.
She had