Gao Wu: You broke off the engagement at my 100th birthday banquet, do you dare take my punch?

"What?"

A group of men in black stood there, stunned.

They never expected that Qin Changsheng, a third-grade cultivator and an old man who had only recently entered the third-grade realm, could unleash such terrifying power, killing those of the same realm, and even those of higher realms, with ease!

"Something's wrong with this old man..."

The only remaining fourth-rank assassin had a gloomy and complicated look in his eyes: "His blood and energy are clearly not depleted much, but the power of each strand of blood and energy can unleash several times the strength of a martial artist of the same level. I'm afraid he will perish today."

Thinking about this...

He had already begun to consider retiring.

Two of their companions, both at the fourth rank, and three at the third rank, are already corpses. It's only a matter of time before the remaining seven at the third rank are also dead.

really.

Just as the fourth-grade assassin was pondering...

bang bang bang-

Three more explosions rang out, and three third-grade cultivators were blasted away by Qin Changsheng, coughing up blood incessantly!

"run!"

The fourth-rank assassin took a deep breath, and the next moment, without hesitation, he turned and fled, saying in a deep voice, "Hold him off, I'm going to the branch to get reinforcements!"

Qin Changsheng's eyes sharpened: "Do you think you can escape?"

He had consumed more than half of his vital energy, but even so, the remaining vital energy was still enough for him to deal with his opponent. The Pantheon rarely showed itself, but when it did, it would cause a bloodbath. He would never sit idly by.

All I saw was...

Qin Changqi's blood and qi erupted rapidly, and his fists rained down on several black-clad men who were close by.

bang bang bang-

Four muffled thuds sounded almost simultaneously.

next moment.

Four men in black, all at the third-grade level, coughed up blood and flew backward. Qin Changsheng didn't pause at all and quickly chased after the fourth-grade assassin who had fled.

"Damn, is this old Deng who's over a hundred years old?"

The fourth-rank assassin ran while cursing inwardly: "Damn the Liu family! How dare they deceive my Myriad Gods Sect! You've ruined me! If I escape alive today, I'll never let you go!"

He mustered all his strength and ran frantically, disregarding the energy he expended.

Qin Changsheng relentlessly pursued them.

In the blink of an eye.

The two had run more than ten kilometers, and the commotion caused by their chase had prompted many buildings that had already turned off their lights to turn them back on, with many curious onlookers peeking out of their windows to check on the situation.

"pity."

Although Qin Changsheng was trying his best to catch up, the gap between the two was getting wider and wider.

His internal energy and blood are now strong, and he can face a fourth-grade cultivator head-on without any pressure. However, the difference in their cultivation levels becomes apparent at this moment.

The assassin was at the fourth rank, with all his meridians fully open, giving him an inexhaustible source of power when he fled.

But he couldn't.

Because he mainly practiced boxing, Qin Changsheng focused on opening up the meridians in his upper body. He hadn't had time to fully open up the meridians in his legs, and before he knew it, his opponent had already widened the distance between them.

They were about to leave the city.

Qin Changsheng sighed helplessly, stopped, and chose not to continue the pursuit.

"That's enough, don't pursue a cornered enemy."

He glanced at the pitch-black streets outside the city, his eyes weathered but not clouded: "Fortunately, today wasn't a complete loss. Knowing that they are the Pantheon is enough."

Qin Changsheng turned and walked towards his own courtyard.

As he passed by the Liu family's villa, he deliberately stopped and spat at the door: "Liu Ming'en... I only thought you were greedy, but I didn't expect you to be not only stupid, but also wicked to the core. For your own selfish interests, you actually cooperated with the Pantheon."

The so-called Pantheon is, simply put, a traitor to the human race.

Compared to fighting against all races on the battlefield, a small number of people, either having received benefits from the powerful members of all races or having lost faith in humanity, chose to serve the people of all races with their human bodies.

The members of the Pantheon Cult are usually like rats in a sewer, hiding deep and rarely seen in the light of day. But every time they appear, they cause a lot of trouble. Qin Changsheng still remembers that when he was a centurion in the Ninth Province Army on the battlefield of ten thousand races, his squad was ambushed by the Pantheon Cult. More than a dozen of his brothers did not die on the battlefield, but...

He fell to his own men's blade.

"These people would have been traitors in their previous lives. Damn it, there are always spineless cowards like this in any era."

Qin Changsheng's eyes grew increasingly cold.

Back to the residence.

He thought for a moment and then called Qin Yan.

"grandfather."

Qin Yan rubbed his slightly sleepy eyes and asked curiously, "What happened? Why did you call me over in the middle of the night?"

"The Liu family... has colluded with the Pantheon."

Qin Changsheng did not hide anything, his eyes filled with sharpness.

"The Cult of All Gods?"

Qin Yan was no stranger to this name.

Nowadays, the existence of the Pantheon is well-known. In the textbooks of the Martial Arts Beginner and Advanced levels, there are many records of these human traitors. These cowards who are weak to outsiders but ruthless to their own people have committed countless evil deeds.

"The Liu family...how dare they!"

Even though he had already broken off his engagement with Liu Ruyan, Qin Yan's expression was still full of complex emotions: "Are they crazy? Liu Ruyan still has a bright future ahead of her, and she has a teacher who is a grandmaster. How dare she..."

"..."

Qin Changsheng didn't speak, but sighed softly: "They may not have intentionally colluded with the Pantheon Sect, but they definitely didn't have good intentions. Qin Yan, tomorrow is the day you take the martial arts exam. When you get to the military headquarters, find an opportunity to tell the people there about this."

"Yes."

Qin Yan nodded without hesitation, then looked at Qin Changsheng with some worry: "Grandpa, what are you going to do? You've killed so many people from the Pantheon Sect, they certainly won't let this go."

"You don't need to worry about that."

Qin Changsheng remained calm and composed.

After tonight's battle.

He had a clearer understanding of his own strength. With the support of the Qi and Blood Subdivision Method and the mutated divine bloodline, he could easily deal with three or five ordinary fourth-grade cultivators who came to kill him.

They wanted to succeed.

It would be impossible to succeed unless multiple peak fourth-grade cultivators, or even third-grade spiritual cultivators, were mobilized.

But the military isn't stupid.

If someone at the third level of spiritual cultivation were to make a move in the city center, it wouldn't take more than a few minutes for the city's military leaders to notice and take action.

"this……"

Qin Yan was deeply worried.

Qin Changsheng patted his shoulder and said, "My qi and blood are now over 15,000 jun. Within a few days, I will be able to open my meridians and enter the fourth rank. As you have seen, I can kill two people and chase one away in the fourth rank. Those scum of the Myriad Gods Sect want to mess with me? Not so easy."

"Go to the martial arts exam as usual, and take the message I asked you to deliver to the military headquarters. Don't think about anything else."

"Yes."

Qin Yan glanced at the corpse on the ground, then breathed a slight sigh of relief. At the same time, he couldn't help but wonder to himself, "Just how strong was Grandpa?"