What Qualifications Do You Have to Talk About Strength in Front of Me

Zhang Qingyun and Su Qingqing knelt on the ground, feeling as if a ten-thousand-pound boulder had been placed on them. They couldn't breathe, couldn't lift their heads, and their bones creaked as if they would shatter at any moment.

The immense pressure left the two completely unable to resist. Cold sweat immediately soaked through their clothes like rain.

Inside, their hearts pounded with terror and shock.

Lin Changkong hadn't even moved. He had simply used his spiritual energy to force them to their knees. What kind of terrifying power was this?

When Lin Changkong first entered the Outer Sect, he was still in the Body Refining realm. How many days had it been since then?

In Su Qingqing and Zhang Qingyun's eyes, no matter how much Lin Changkong had progressed, he couldn't have possibly reached the Qi Gathering realm in such a short time.

But the power Lin Changkong was displaying now was clearly that of the Qi Gathering realm, and it was definitely not something someone below the Qi Gathering Fifth Level could achieve!

In just a few days, he had reached such a powerful realm?!

Su Qingqing's body trembled, an indescribable disbelief and dread surging within her.

She had originally disdained Lin Changkong for his poor talent, so she turned to Zhang Qingyun. But now, the man she prided herself on was being forced to his knees by Lin Changkong without him even lifting a finger.

Zhang Qingyun was equally horrified. He had initially thought that even if there was a gap between him and Lin Changkong, it wouldn't be that large.

But it had only been a few days, and Lin Changkong had already reached this level.

How could he possibly catch up now?

"Speak, what right do you have to talk about strength in front of me?"

Lin Changkong stared intently at Zhang Qingyun, whose cold sweat dripped from his forehead. His body, already pressed down, was almost flat against the ground.

This feeling of powerlessness instantly shattered the little confidence he had left.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry. I, I was speaking recklessly. I was wrong, I was wrong..."

The next second, Zhang Qingyun apologized with a trembling voice.

Lin Changkong coldly observed him for a few seconds, then shook his head.

"Too weak!"

With that, he turned and headed straight for the Outer Sect, not looking back once.

Zhou Yue and Hong Ye followed him, their voices drifting back to the two.

"Are these two idiots? Junior Brother Lin killed four Qi Gathering Seventh Level cultivators and two Qi Gathering Eighth Level cultivators today. And these two mere Body Refining realm cultivators dared to talk about strength in front of Junior Brother Lin?"

"I don't know, but they seem pretty stupid. Let's hurry up and leave. I heard that low IQ is contagious, so we need to stay away from them."

Hearing the two women's words, Su Qingqing and Zhang Qingyun felt their minds explode like thunderclaps. They stood frozen on the ground, as if struck by lightning.

Killed four Qi Gathering Seventh Level and two Qi Gathering Eighth Level cultivators?

Just today!

Had Lin Changkong become this powerful?!

Zhang Qingyun's mind went blank. Only Hong Ye and Zhou Yue's voices echoed in his mind. His gaze was vacant, as if he had truly become foolish.

Su Qingqing looked at Lin Changkong's retreating figure, her mouth opening and closing, but no words came out.

Qi Gathering Seventh Level, Qi Gathering Eighth Level – these were existences that were already beyond reach in her and Zhang Qingyun's eyes, even considered lifelong goals.

Yet, in front of Lin Changkong, they were now just fodder for him to kill.

The gap... had it truly reached such a terrifying level?

Thinking about what she had done to Lin Changkong earlier, thinking about how she had abandoned Lin Changkong for Zhang Qingyun, Su Qingqing suddenly felt that she was indeed the fool.

"What kind of genius did I miss out on!"

Su Qingqing collapsed onto the ground like a puddle of mud, watching Lin Changkong's retreating back as he gradually disappeared from sight.

Unable to hold back any longer, she burst into tears.

Outside Black Dragon Town, at Flood Dragon Stronghold.

Several figures rushed forward in the last rays of the setting sun.

Leading the group was a woman in white, a silver moon emblazoned on her chest. She was clearly from the Mystic Moon Sect.

Several others accompanied her, and they all looked at the ground littered with corpses, their faces filled with surprise.

"It's all Flood Dragon Gang members. Not a single one is left, they're all dead!"

Someone exclaimed in shock.

"How could this happen? Didn't Senior Brother Xuan Ming and Senior Sister Xuan Ling rush over? How could they have let the Flood Dragon Gang be massacred? And the sun has already set, yet Senior Brother Xuan Ming and the others haven't met up with us. What happened?"

Another person added, their tone already quite somber.

The Flood Dragon Gang was actually a gang secretly supported by the Mystic Moon Sect to harass the Heavenly Fire Sect's territory.

But they never expected the Flood Dragon Gang to be wiped out in a single day!

Even the Outer Sect Disciples they had sent out had vanished without a trace.

"Senior Sister Xuan Yin, what should we do?"

The others looked towards the woman in the lead, named Xuan Yin.

Xuan Yin's face was icy as she said, "Search the surroundings and report immediately if anything happens."

The few people immediately scattered, leaving Xuan Yin alone, her expression growing colder.

Having Xuan Ling and Xuan Ming bring people over was actually her idea, and the reason she did so was because she had received a message from the Outer Sect of the Heavenly Fire Sect early on.

The message informed Hong Ye and Zhou Yue that Lin Changkong was coming to annihilate the Flood Dragon Gang. The one who informed her of the news was naturally Zhang Qingfeng.

Zhang Qingfeng and Xuan Yin had known each other since childhood and were childhood sweethearts. However, their paths diverged later, with one joining the Heavenly Fire Sect and the other the Mystic Moon Sect.

Despite this, they still maintained frequent secret contact. They exploited the animosity between the Heavenly Fire Sect and the Mystic Moon Sect to create numerous conflicts, leading to the deaths of many fellow disciples, while they themselves reaped considerable benefits from these incidents.

Originally, she thought this time would be like the past, where she could eliminate Lin Changkong and Hong Ye. She never expected that after waiting for a day, she still wouldn't receive any news from Xuan Ling and Xuan Ming, so she brought people to investigate.

"Ah—"

A scream suddenly came from a certain direction. Xuan Yin turned and quickly moved towards it, only to see a disciple retreating in panic, his face ashen.

"What are you panicking about? What's so alarming?"

Xuan Yin reprimanded him, clearly displeased, and then walked over. But when she saw what was on the ground, her face immediately changed.

On the ground were two heads. She recognized them instantly as belonging to Xuan Ling and Xuan Ming.

"How is this possible!"

Xuan Yin's eyes trembled violently, and the words involuntarily burst from her throat.

The other disciples quickly arrived and, upon seeing the scene before them, were all horrified, their faces turning deathly pale.

Xuan Ling and Xuan Ming were both at the Qi Gathering Eighth Level, ranking among the top ten in the Mystic Moon Sect's Outer Sect. Yet, their heads had been severed!

Not only that, but beside them lay the corpse of Zhao Heilong, the leader of the Flood Dragon Gang, also at the Qi Gathering Eighth Level.

This meant that three cultivators at the Qi Gathering Eighth Level had all died here.

But according to the intelligence, the strongest person sent by the Heavenly Fire Sect was Hong Ye, who was at the Qi Gathering Eighth Level. How could she win against three opponents?

"Heavens, what on earth happened here!"

The Mystic Moon Sect disciples cried out, their mouths dry and their hearts filled with terror.

Xuan Yin calmed herself and carefully examined the wounds. "They were all killed by blade energy. This blade energy was fierce and overbearing, and there are signs of burning around. It's clear this is the attribute of the Heavenly Fire Sect's techniques.

They... were all killed by someone from the Heavenly Fire Sect!"

Xuan Yin stated her deduction, but her heart pounded even harder with disbelief.

The Heavenly Fire Sect had only sent three people, with the highest cultivation being Qi Gathering Eighth Level, one at Qi Gathering Seventh Level, and another below Qi Gathering Seventh Level.

How did these three manage to slaughter the entire Flood Dragon Gang and kill three at the Qi Gathering Eighth Level and four at the Qi Gathering Seventh Level?

Hong Ye seemed the most likely culprit, but she had fought Hong Ye before, and Hong Ye definitely didn't possess such strength.

"So, who was it?"

Xuan Yin frowned, feeling her mind about to explode.