186: Chapter 186 Han Qingcang Breaks Through to Martial God, Shaking Shanghai

The moment Han Tianxiang was blown away, the entire Modu Base City fell silent.

Countless Divine Thoughts intertwined in the Void Realm; some sighed, some sneered, and some gloated.

The Han Family is finished.

This was the collective thought in everyone's mind.

"Huang Lifeng is truly trying to drive them to extinction."

Nangong Aotian withdrew his Divine Thought and let out a long sigh. A trace of reluctance flashed in his eyes, but he had no intention of intervening.

Being on good terms with the Han Family was one thing, but offending the Huang Family for their sake was entirely another.

Ye Qingtian stood on the pavilion, his expression calm, revealing neither joy nor anger.

The smile on Gu Jiuxiao's lips deepened slightly.

Li Cangqiong even laughed out loud, his laughter echoing in the secret chamber, cold and gratifying.

"Martial God Han Qingcang, you finally have your day."

His eyes were filled with resentment. "You crippled my eldest son's arms and killed several Elders of the Li Family. Now that you have been summoned and the Han Family is being bullied, this is your retribution!"

In the Han Family courtyard, the atmosphere was suffocating to the extreme.

Han Tianxiang was helped into the house to treat his injuries. Han Tianlin's face was livid, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white.

"Family Head Han, have you considered it?"

Deputy Director Shen Jinghong's voice rang out again, filled with undisguised smugness. "The Alliance's summons will not wait for anyone. If Martial God Han Qingcang does not come out, I will have no choice but to go in and invite him personally."

Han Tianlin took a deep breath and was about to speak when suddenly—

"BOOM!"

A heaven-shaking, earth-shattering roar erupted from deep within the Han Family.

The entire Modu Base City trembled.

The world changed color.

The originally clear sky instantly darkened as dark clouds gathered from all directions, blotting out the sun.

Within the dark clouds, silver-purple lightning snakes surged wildly. The roar of the thunder was like the rage of a Heavenly God, causing everyone's eardrums to ache.

A terrifying aura soared from deep within the Han Family, piercing straight into the clouds.

Wherever that aura passed, space twisted, Rules trembled, and even the world changed color because of it.

"This is…"

Nangong Aotian stood up abruptly, his pupils constricting, his eyes filled with disbelief.

"A Martial God!"

Ye Qingtian exclaimed, the calm on his face instantly replaced by shock.

"How is this possible? Is this Martial God Han Qingcang's aura?"

The smile on Gu Jiuxiao's face froze, replaced by deep fear.

Li Cangqiong's laughter stopped abruptly. His face instantly turned deathly pale, and his body trembled slightly.

"Martial God… Martial God Han Qingcang has broken through to Martial God…"

His voice was hoarse, as if squeezed from deep within his throat.

"This is a Breakthrough to Martial God?"

Deep within Modu Martial Arts University, Vice Principal Ouyang Hai and Wei Changan also stood up in shock, both looking towards the Han Family.

In the Municipal Government Building, Huang Lifeng stood up abruptly, his face sinking instantly, his eyes filled with terror.

"Impossible! How could Martial God Han Qingcang break through to Martial God at this time? He has been stuck at the Peak Martial Saint Realm for only a few decades; how could it be so fast?"

His voice was trembling.

Martial God—that is the pinnacle of human martial arts.

In the entire Great Xia Alliance, there are no more than ten Martial Gods on the surface, and each one is a pillar supporting their respective regions.

What does Martial God Han Qingcang breaking through to Martial God mean?

It means the Han Family will leap to become one of the top families in the Great Xia Alliance, and it means that Huang Lifeng's previous plans targeting the Han Family will completely fail.

And he has offended a Martial God.

"Damn it!"

Huang Lifeng smashed the desk in front of him with a palm, his expression terrifyingly gloomy.

Everyone in Modu Base City was shaken by this sudden turn of events and looked towards the Han Family in shock.

"Hmm? A human in Modu Base City has broken through to Martial God?"

Deep in the Modu sea, an octopus thousands of feet in size suddenly raised its head. Its massive black eyes flashed with surprise as it looked towards Modu Base City.

Deep within the Wan Yao Ridge Mountains, the Qianzhang Mountain Canyon, as well as Kyoto, Jinling, Wuchang, and other places, several terrifying gazes simultaneously looked towards Modu, emitting sounds of surprise.

Deep within the Han Family, in the secret chamber.

Martial God Han Qingcang sat cross-legged, silver-purple Thunder Rules surging wildly around his body.

He had been in seclusion for many days. Using the Ten Thousand Dao Scripture as a foundation, he fused the Perfection-level Thunder Rule, Metal Rule, and War Rule into one, finally touching that long-dreamed-of Realm.

A Rule Seed condensed within his Sea of Consciousness.

It was a silver-purple orb of light, with the radiance of three Rule powers flowing on its surface.

The destruction and rebirth of thunder, the sharpness and solidity of the Metal Rule, and the unyielding nature and slaughter of the War Rule—three completely different powers coexisted perfectly within the Rule Seed, complementing each other.

Martial God Han Qingcang's body underwent earth-shattering changes under the tempering of the Rule Seed.

His Meridians widened more than tenfold, and the True Qi in his Dantian condensed to the extreme; every drop of True Qi contained world-destroying power.

His Divine Sense skyrocketed, extending from less than a thousand kilometers to over ten thousand kilometers before stopping, covering the entire Modu Base City and even extending to the outskirts of the Ten Thousand Demon Ridge.

"Is this a Martial God?"

Martial God Han Qingcang slowly opened his eyes, a silver-purple light flashing through them before vanishing.

His aura was restrained to the extreme, and he looked like an ordinary middle-aged man. However, the pressure contained in those eyes made anyone who met his gaze feel a trembling from the depths of his Soul.

He stood up, took a step, and his figure disappeared from the secret chamber.

Above the Han Family, Martial God Han Qingcang's figure appeared out of thin air.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his gray robe flapping in the wind. His gaze swept across the scene and finally landed in the direction of the Municipal Government Building.

"Huang Lifeng."

Martial God Han Qingcang's voice was not loud, but it clearly entered the ears of everyone in Modu Base City.

"You just said you were intentionally targeting my Han Family?"

In the Municipal Government Building, Huang Lifeng's face was as pale as paper.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found his voice stuck in his throat, unable to make a sound.

Martial God!

Martial God Han Qingcang had really broken through to Martial God!

That feeling of trembling from the depths of his Soul made him unable to even move a finger.

"Han… Martial God Han Qingcang, what… what do you want to do?"

Huang Lifeng's voice was hoarse, with obvious trembling.

"What do I want to do? Weren't you very arrogant just now, not taking my Han Family seriously? Do you know fear now?"

Martial God Han Qingcang smiled, his expression light and breezy. "You used the Alliance's summons as a pretext to bully my Han Family and humiliate my descendants, and now you ask what I want to do?"

He raised his hand and gently clenched it towards the Municipal Government Building.

"CRACK—"

The defensive formation patterns outside the Municipal Government Building shattered instantly. The entire building was like paper before this invisible force; walls cracked, glass exploded, and dust filled the sky.

Huang Lifeng's body was sucked out of the building by a terrifying force, suspended in mid-air, unable to move.

His face was pale, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Martial God Han Qingcang! You cannot kill me! I am the City Lord of Modu! My father is Martial God Batian! If you kill me, my father will not let you off!"

Martial God Han Qingcang looked at him, his eyes without a ripple.

"Martial God Batian?"

He said indifferently, a cold arc hooking at the corner of his mouth. "If he dares to come, I will take him on as well."

Before the words faded, Martial God Han Qingcang waved his hand.

A bolt of silver-purple thunder blasted from his palm, tearing through the Void Realm and striking straight at Huang Lifeng.

"NO—!"

Huang Lifeng let out a shrill scream, doing his utmost to urge his Rule power to defend.

But before the Martial God-level Thunder Rule, his Perfection-level Earth Rule was like paper, collapsing instantly.

"BOOM!"

The thunder struck his chest, sending Huang Lifeng flying backward like a cannonball. He spat blood, and a charred, bloody hole exploded in his chest. His clothes were shredded, and he looked utterly wretched.

He slammed heavily into the ground, creating a crater several feet deep. His whole body was charred and smoking. He twitched a few times and could no longer stand up.

The whole scene was deathly silent.

Everyone widened their eyes, watching this scene in shock.

A Martial God is too strong. The dignified City Lord of Modu Base City, the Peak Martial Saint Huang Lifeng, was like an ant before Martial God Han Qingcang.

"This blow is to repay you for bullying my Han Family."

Martial God Han Qingcang withdrew his palm and swept his gaze across the scene.

Those Divine Thoughts that were originally gloating retracted one after another; no one dared to meet his gaze.

Li Cangqiong hid in the secret chamber, his face as pale as paper, his body trembling uncontrollably, his eyes filled with despair.

At the critical moment, this old dog Martial God Han Qingcang actually broke through.

Gu Jiuxiao stood by the window, his legs weak, only able to stand firmly by holding onto the window sill.

Ye Qingtian took a deep breath, his eyes complex.

Nangong Aotian let out a long sigh, not knowing whether to feel relieved or envious.

Martial God Han Qingcang's gaze fell on Shen Jinghong.

Shen Jinghong trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he knelt directly in mid-air.

"Han… Senior Han, spare my life…"

He was almost crying.

He had thought that with Huang Lifeng backing him, he could show off in front of the Han Family.

He didn't expect to have kicked an iron plate.

With Martial God Batian around, Martial God Han Qingcang might not dare to kill Huang Lifeng, but he was different.

Although the Jinling Shen Family is also a great Family with a Peak Martial Saint, before a Martial God, they don't even count as ants.

He was as desperate now as he was arrogant just a moment ago.