173: Chapter 173 The Impact of the Great War

"What? Han Chunming was disguised by Martial God Han Qingcang? And he defeated Li Cangqiong, almost wiping out the Li Family?"

"No wonder Han Chunming broke through from Peak Martial King to Martial Venerable in such a short time. If it was the Han Family's old man in disguise, it's not strange at all."

"The Han Old Patriarch is this strong? Li Cangqiong was actually no match for him?"

For a time, the news that Han Chunming was disguised by Martial God Han Qingcang, defeated Li Cangqiong, and almost annihilated the Li Family spread throughout the base cities near Modu Base City.

There was curiosity, shock, relief, and fear...

"What? You're saying Han Chunming is my Great-grandfather? And he defeated the Li Family's Old Ancestor, almost wiping out the Li Family?"

At Modu Martial Arts University, in the living room of a villa, Han Qingyue looked at Lin Xiaoxiao in front of her and exclaimed in shock.

Her eyes were full of disbelief.

If others didn't know, how could she not know?

How could Han Chunming be her Great-grandfather?

It was clearly her cheap cousin, Han Ming.

It was precisely because of this that she found it unbelievable. How old was Han Ming?

He was already a Peak Martial Venerable powerhouse and had even defeated Li Cangqiong, a long-famous Peak Martial Saint, head-on.

It was simply inconceivable.

"Yes! The combat fluctuations outside the base city just now were caused by the Han Old Patriarch and the Li Family's Old Ancestor. Even hundreds of miles away, and protected by Modu Base City's Formation, those fluctuations made us tremble with fear."

"I didn't expect that the person who saved us in the Black Wind Mountain Range was your Great-grandfather."

Zhao Xiaowan and Su Qianqian also chimed in, excitement flashing in their eyes.

"What do you mean? You encountered danger in the Black Wind Mountain Range? And Han Chunming saved you? How come I didn't know?"

Han Qingyue looked at Lin Xiaoxiao and the other girls in surprise upon hearing this.

"Well, didn't we go out for training a while ago? We encountered Li Tianci, who was cultivating the Blood Demon Art. He wanted to refine us. It just so happened that Han Chunming, disguised by your Great-grandfather, appeared and saved us, and even killed a Saint-Grade Blood Demon."

Lin Xiaoxiao no longer hid it and recounted the situation at that time.

Anyway, now that they knew it was Martial God Han Qingcang who killed Li Tianci, they had no more scruples.

"So, Li Tianci really was cultivating the Blood Demon Art?"

Han Qingyue was already numb to the fact that Han Ming could kill a Martial Saint Blood Demon; she was more concerned about whether Li Tianci had been cultivating the Blood Demon Art.

There had been much discussion in the school a while ago, and it only died down after the Li Family stepped in.

Lin Xiaoxiao and the other girls nodded with lingering fear.

If Han Chunming hadn't appeared, they would have certainly died that day.

"Alright, it's good that we know this. Don't go around talking about it in the future."

Han Qingyue warned the girls.

Although the Li Family's strength was greatly damaged after this incident, it was still not someone Lin Xiaoxiao and the others could offend.

If it became known that Li Tianci died because of them, and Li Beixiong couldn't trouble the Han Family, Lin Xiaoxiao and the others certainly wouldn't be able to run.

"Han Chunming is Martial God Han Qingcang? Then my Master is Martial God Han Qingcang, Han Ming's Great-grandfather?"

On the other side, Gong Shuting received the news and was also surprised.

However, she quickly figured it out. It must be that Martial God Han Qingcang had long ago tracked down Han Tianxiong's whereabouts, secretly taught Han Ming to Cultivate, discovered his talent, and incidentally took her as a disciple.

"Gu Qingcheng, you idiot, you almost brought a catastrophe upon our Gu Family, do you know that?"

At the Gu Family, Gu Qingyue pointed at Gu Qingcheng's nose and cursed.

The fact that "Martial God Han Qingcang" had just displayed his Divine Might and almost wiped out the Li Family had scared her quite a bit.

That idiot Gu Qingcheng actually dared to go up and question him; it was simply courting death.

"My grandson was killed by him. What's wrong with me going up to question him? Who knew he was actually Martial God Han Qingcang?"

Gu Qingcheng glared at Gu Qingyue, unconvinced.

"Who said Li Tianci was killed by him? A dignified Peak Martial Saint powerhouse would go to kill a Martial King? It's obvious that Li Beixiong lied to you, wanting to drag our Gu Family into the water."

"And you went right up to him. You're fifty or sixty years old, can you use your brain? Extremely stupid."

Gu Qingcheng's Face turned red and white from being scolded, but she also knew she had been reckless.

"Alright, Qingyue, say less! Who could have guessed that Han Chunming was disguised by Martial God Han Qingcang? And his combat power was so strong."

Gu Jiuxiao, sitting at the head of the table, interrupted their argument, a trace of solemnity flashing across his Face.

As top powerhouses of Modu, who didn't know who?

Before, he was confident he wasn't much weaker than Martial God Han Qingcang, but today he realized he had severely underestimated Martial God Han Qingcang's strength.

Even if he and Li Cangqiong joined forces, they might not necessarily be a match for Martial God Han Qingcang.

"Don't worry! Father, I think Martial God Han Qingcang won't be proud for long. He publicly disrespected Huang Lifeng, and Huang Lifeng is not a magnanimous person."

Gu Linyuan, standing nearby, saw the solemnity in his father's eyes and comforted him.

"We shall just watch. Martial God Han Qingcang is not such a reckless person; he should have some other reliance."

Gu Jiuxiao nodded and said noncommittally.

Based on his understanding of Martial God Han Qingcang, offending Huang Lifeng in public didn't seem like his style.

Besides the Gu Family, many other families and forces in Modu Base City were discussing the battle that had just taken place.

The prestige of the Han Family in Modu and even the surrounding base cities was unmatched for a time.

On the other hand, the Li Family had plummeted. If not for the fact that Li Cangqiong was still alive, they would have already been kicked out of the ranks of the five great families in Modu.

But there were also many people who were not optimistic about the Han Family.

Having offended Huang Lifeng, the Han Family would sooner or later be settled with.

"Is Han Chunming really Martial God Han Qingcang, or is it Han Ming?"

At Modu Martial Arts University, Teacher Xue Muhan frowned slightly, doubt in her heart.

She had previously thought that Han Ming was Han Chunming, but after seeing yesterday's battle, she felt a bit unsure.

Could Han Ming have such strong strength? Even the Peak Martial Saint Li Cangqiong was no match for him?

She didn't dwell on it too much and started to Cultivate.

Watching the battle of powerhouses was also quite inspiring for her understanding of the Profound Truth.

At this moment, in the Li Family's meeting hall, the atmosphere was very heavy, and no one spoke.

Originally there were sixteen Martial Saint powerhouses, now only thirteen remained, and all of them were injured.

Patriarch Li Beicang had both arms crippled, and his combat power was greatly reduced; it was estimated that it would be good if he could exert the combat power of a four-star Martial Saint now.

"Damn Martial God Han Qingcang, he's so insidious, actually playing the pig to eat the tiger, disguising himself as a junior, causing our Li Family to suffer heavy losses."

The one-armed Li Beishan gritted his teeth, his expression extremely ugly.

It was clearly the Li Family who started the trouble first, yet he blamed everything on the Han Family.

Patriarch Li Beicang didn't speak, his Face pale, his eyes hollow, having lost his former spirit.

With both arms crippled and his martial path severed, this was more painful than killing him.

"Father, what should we do?"

Li Beixiong's eyes were red, covered with bloodshot veins, as he asked the Old Patriarch at the head of the table.

"Just do what you need to do! Martial God Han Qingcang hasn't broken through to Martial God yet, so our Li Family hasn't lost. Everyone go back and heal your injuries, then work hard to Cultivate!"

"Keep a low profile for this period, wait until I break through to Martial God."

Li Cangqiong glanced at the decadent crowd and comforted them.

As he spoke, a confident light flashed in his eyes. As long as he didn't die, the Li Family still had a chance.

"Yes, Old Ancestor!"

Everyone looked at the confidence in Li Cangqiong's eyes, rekindled their fighting spirit, and went off to heal and Cultivate one after another.

Only Patriarch Li Beicang remained looking dejected.

His martial path could be said to be severed.

"Eldest son, come with me."

Li Cangqiong looked at Patriarch Li Beicang, a flash of determination in his eyes, and as he spoke, he grabbed him and disappeared in a flash.

"Damn Martial God Han Qingcang, damn Han Family."

Back in his city government office, Huang Lifeng shattered the desk in front of him with a palm, his Face turning completely gloomy.

As the son of the Tyrant Martial God, no one had ever dared to disrespect him since he was young.

Martial God Han Qingcang was the first.

And it was done in full view of the public.

Who gave him the guts?

It took a while for him to calm his rage, then he took out a specially made mobile phone and dialed a number.

He wanted Martial God Han Qingcang dead!