After speaking to Su Ye, Zhong Qing finally stood up and turned his gaze toward Xue Kuang.
“Azure Jade Sect, Command Hall Peak Master, Zhong Qing,” Zhong Qing said flatly while holding Su Ye’s hand.
“Command Hall Peak… Zhong Qing?” Upon hearing his words, Xue Kuang’s eyes showed a glimmer of recognition. The Flying Sword Sect elder on the platform and the surrounding spectators had similar expressions.
Clearly, everyone was interested in Zhong Qing’s identity.
Moments later, someone finally remembered who he was.
“He’s that useless Peak Master from the Azure Jade Sect—the one Daoist Nai picked up from outside. A total waste!” someone pointed at Zhong Qing and shouted.
With that reminder, everyone suddenly recalled.
After all, they were all in the Eastern Region and had some level of understanding about each sect.
“Hah, so it’s you, that worthless trash.” Xue Kuang sneered, “But you don’t look as useless as the rumors say. You actually blocked 10% of my strength.”
“But even your Azure Jade Sect’s Sect Master is polite when he sees me. You’re just a measly Peak Master. Who gave you the guts to stick your nose into my business?” Xue Kuang bellowed.
At first, he thought Zhong Qing was someone tough, but it turned out to be just this?
At the top, the Flying Sword Sect elder also had a mocking smile on his face.
Even the Flying Sword Sect had to do Xue Kuang a favor for Hongmao Laogui’s sake, let alone the Azure Jade Sect.
Zhong Qing narrowed his eyes and said calmly, “My advice to you—get lost while I’ve not changed my mind.”
“You’ve got a big mouth.” Xue Kuang almost laughed in rage.
Many spectators burst into laughter as well. The elder of the Flying Sword Sect laughed like he’d heard the joke of the century.
“The Peak Master of a tiny Command Hall Peak dares say such things to Xue Kuang?”
“Don’t tell me he thinks that just because he blocked 10% of Xue Kuang’s power, he can actually fight him? In a real battle, even I may not be evenly matched with him.”
Everyone looked at Zhong Qing mockingly.
“Kid, I’ll give you a chance,” Xue Kuang said coldly. “Bring my medicinal guide over yourself, crawl under my legs, and break your own arm. Then maybe, I’ll spare your life.”
“Otherwise, believe me, I’ll kill you on the spot. Not only will your Azure Jade Sect not dare to say a word, they’ll come crawling with gifts to beg for forgiveness.”
“Noisy.” Zhong Qing’s expression was full of disdain, completely unmoved. His gaze toward Xue Kuang was like watching a clown.
Seeing that Zhong Qing still dared to ignore him, Xue Kuang’s rage exploded.
“Fine, fine, fine. Refuse a toast, then drink punishment!” he roared, flipping his palm and sending a black mist-filled strike at Zhong Qing, approaching in an instant.
“That guy’s dead.”
“Serves him right. Of all people, he chose to offend Xue Kuang.”
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However…
As the strike approached, Zhong Qing’s expression remained calm. His robes fluttered in the wind as he slowly raised a single finger—just one finger—toward Xue Kuang, as if crushing an ant.
At that moment, the sky changed color.
Xue Kuang’s powerful attack was torn apart like rotten wood and, in the blink of an eye, crashed down on his own head.
“What?”
“No!!!”
The sheer pressure alone shattered Xue Kuang’s mental defenses. His face contorted in panic as he shouted, “Stop! My master is Hongmao Laogui! If you kill me, he won’t let you go! He’ll destroy your Azure Jade Sect and annihilate your whole clan—”
But faced with Xue Kuang’s last threat, Zhong Qing remained unmoved.
The finger strike descended, completely engulfing Xue Kuang.
Under the stunned and horrified gazes of everyone present, Xue Kuang vaporized instantly—not even a single piece of flesh remained.
Only his dying scream lingered in the air. Xue Kuang had vanished completely.
And in that instant…
The entire scene fell into a dead silence.
Everyone stared at Zhong Qing as if they’d seen a ghost, a storm surging in their hearts.
This… this was the so-called “useless Peak Master”?
Xue Kuang was a near-peak Celestial Profound Realm cultivator. With his techniques, he was nearly unbeatable within his realm and could even escape from some Star Profound Realm cultivators.
Yet he had been crushed to death by Zhong Qing’s single finger—effortlessly.
The difficulty wasn’t even as great as squashing an insect.
All the people who had ridiculed and insulted him earlier instantly shut their mouths and lowered their heads, not daring to meet Zhong Qing’s eyes.
However…
Zhong Qing had no intention of letting them off.
Most of them were only in the Postnatal or Innate Realm—Zhong Qing didn’t even find it worth lifting his hand. A single glance was all it took.
One glance—and those who had spoken out all exploded into clouds of blood mist on the spot.
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The crowd recoiled in fear, their hearts trembling.
No one had expected that the so-called “useless” Peak Master of the Command Hall Peak was actually a peerless killing god.
At the same time, many silently thanked themselves for not mocking him earlier.
“Disciple, today is your first lesson,” Zhong Qing turned to Su Ye and said. “We never actively harm the innocent, but anyone who harms us… must not be spared.”
Su Ye had already been left speechless by the way Zhong Qing had crushed Xue Kuang with a single finger.
And strangely, he felt deeply satisfied.
Tears streamed down his face. For the first time in his life, he felt what it was like to have someone protecting him.
At that moment, Zhong Qing’s words were absolute truth in his heart.
“Yes, Master. I understand,” Su Ye bit his lip and nodded with firm determination.
Zhong Qing gently patted Su Ye’s head and looked up toward the Flying Sword Sect.
Sensing his gaze, the elder of the Flying Sword Sect instinctively stepped back two paces in terror.
As a bottom-ranking elder in the Flying Sword Sect, his strength was only at the peak of the Celestial Profound Realm—barely equal to Xue Kuang.
Zhong Qing had crushed Xue Kuang with a finger. There was no doubt he could do the same to him.
As Zhong Qing walked toward him, he trembled and blurted out, “I didn’t interfere with what happened between you and Xue Kuang! I only said a few words. I’m a Flying Sword Sect elder!”
“If you harm me—if you do anything to me—it would be considered a declaration of war against the Flying Sword Sect…”
“What are you doing? Stay back… Stop—”
By the end of his words, he was so terrified he lost control of his bowels and fell to his knees right in front of Zhong Qing.
The very elder who had just held his head high now knelt there in humiliation, shocking the crowd once again.
Zhong Qing looked at him with pure disdain.
This was the perfect example of someone who bullied the weak and feared the strong.
Not that he could be blamed entirely—Zhong Qing’s methods were simply too terrifying.
He had erased Xue Kuang with one finger. He hadn’t spared a single one of the people who spoke ill of him.
If Zhong Qing really wanted to kill him, he didn’t believe his status would offer any protection.
After all, Zhong Qing hadn’t even hesitated to kill Xue Kuang. What fear would he have of adding one more Flying Sword Sect elder to the list?