190: Chapter 190 Han Qingcang vs. the Overlord Martial God

"Face?"

Martial God Huang Batian sneered. The expression on his Face, shrouded in golden light, was indiscernible, but the killing intent in his eyes was palpable.

"You injured my son, crippled Deputy Director Shen Jinghong of the Alliance Recruitment Department, and wiped out the entire Modu Li Family. You have already committed a capital crime against the Alliance."

His voice turned cold, like a drawn sword. "Martial God Han Qingcang, if you commit suicide here today, the others of the Han Family may live. Otherwise—"

He did not continue, but the threat was self-evident.

The guests in the Han Family courtyard turned pale and retreated one after another, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.

Martial God Han Qingcang stood where he was, as motionless as a mountain.

"Suicide?"

He laughed, his expression light and breezy. "Martial God Huang Batian, do you think that because you are a veteran Martial God, you can throw your weight around in my Han Family?"

He took a step forward, his figure appearing in mid-air, standing opposite Martial God Huang Batian.

His gray robe fluttered in the wind, and silver-purple lightning swirled around his body, rivaling the golden radiance of Martial God Huang Batian.

"Hmph, you don't know what's good for you."

Martial God Huang Batian snorted coldly. Without further ado, he raised his hand and struck out with a palm.

Golden Rule power condensed in his palm, transforming into a golden palm print hundreds of zhang long, tearing through the Void Realm as it struck toward Martial God Han Qingcang.

Wherever the palm print passed, space shattered inch by inch, and the golden light made the entire Modu Base City look as if it had been plated with gold leaf.

This palm strike contained his Perfection Metal Rule, enough to wipe a giant base city off the map.

Martial God Han Qingcang's eyes narrowed; instead of retreating, he advanced.

Silver-purple lightning exploded in his palm, transforming into a roaring thunder Dragon that met the golden palm print.

"Boom!"

The earth-shattering roar made everyone's eardrums ache.

At the center of the collision between the thunder and the golden light, space shattered into a black hole tens of zhang wide, and violent shockwaves swept in all directions.

The Han Family's courtyard walls collapsed under the shockwave. The guests who had come to offer congratulations frantically activated their Rule power to defend themselves, while a few weaker Martial Venerables were sent flying, vomiting blood from the aftermath.

As the light dissipated, everyone looked up into the sky.

Martial God Han Qingcang had not moved an inch, while Martial God Huang Batian had taken a step back.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking at this scene in disbelief.

"How is this possible?"

Martial God Huang Batian's expression changed completely, his eyes filled with shock.

Although that palm strike had only used eighty percent of his strength, it was definitely not something someone who had just achieved a Breakthrough to Martial God could withstand.

Not only had Martial God Han Qingcang withstood it, but he had also forced him to take a step back?

The powerful Martial Gods and Demon Gods watching from the shadows also revealed expressions of surprise.

Deep in the Modu sea, that octopus thousands of zhang in size narrowed its huge black pupils slightly.

"Interesting. This newly ascended Martial God is stronger than I expected."

Deep in the Wan Yao Ridge Mountains, in the Thousand Barrier Mountain Grand Canyon, a low voice echoed in the Void Realm.

"Having the strength of a Peak One-Star Martial God right after a Breakthrough? Interesting."

In the capital, inside an ordinary thatched cottage, a young man in white robes slowly opened his eyes. His gaze pierced through tens of thousands of miles of the Void Realm and landed above Modu.

"Martial God Han Qingcang... the Han Family... has produced quite a character."

Jinling, Wuchang, Shudu... powerful Martial Gods from all over the Great Xia Alliance turned their gazes toward Modu.

This battle stirred the nerves of all the top powerhouses on Blue Star.

"This is... Great-grandfather's aura?"

In Silver Moon Valley of the Wan Yao Ridge Mountains, Han Ming, who had just emerged from space, felt the combat fluctuations coming from the direction of Modu with his powerful Divine Thought.

His Divine Thought instantly spanned thousands of miles, looking toward Modu.

"That is Martial God Batian? Huang Lifeng's father? Hmph, he is simply courting death!"

Han Ming's Divine Thought shrouded the entire Modu Base City, and he soon learned the cause and effect from the discussions of the crowd.

He snorted coldly, prepared to strike at any moment.

...

"Hmph, it was just a casual strike of mine, what is there to be proud of?"

Martial God Huang Batian snorted coldly, his Face turning livid as he listened to the discussions below.

He no longer held back, fully activating his Perfection Metal Rule, while a second Perfection Earth Rule erupted simultaneously.

Metal and Earth, two types of Rule power intertwined in his palm, condensing into a golden giant hammer a hundred zhang long.

The giant hammer hung in mid-air, emitting a terrifying aura capable of destroying the world.

"Metal-Earth Collapse!"

Martial God Huang Batian smashed down with the hammer. The golden giant hammer tore through the Void Realm, smashing straight toward Martial God Han Qingcang.

The power of this hammer was more than ten times stronger than that previous palm strike.

Martial God Han Qingcang's eyes narrowed, and he formed hand seals.

Silver-purple lightning compressed frantically in his palm. Within the lightning, golden sharpness and crimson-gold Battle Intent intertwined, the three-colored light merging into one.

"Three Styles into One—Break!"

He thrust both palms out, and a three-colored beam of light blasted from his palms, colliding violently with the golden giant hammer.

"Rumble!"

At the center of the collision, space shattered into a black hole hundreds of zhang wide, and the violent shockwave scattered the clouds for hundreds of miles around.

The defense Formation of Modu Base City flickered wildly under this shockwave, spiritual patterns exploded, and many Formation foundations shattered.

The common people in the city looked at the sky in terror, as if the apocalypse had arrived.

Martial God Han Qingcang's figure swayed slightly, but he stabilized instantly.

Martial God Huang Batian, however, was forced back three steps instantly, each step covering a hundred meters, causing ripples to appear in the Void Realm.

Martial God Huang Batian stabilized his figure and looked down at his slightly trembling hands, his eyes filled with disbelief.

His full-strength strike had actually been repelled by a newcomer who had just achieved a Breakthrough to Martial God?

"Impossible!"

He gritted his teeth and roared, the golden light around him surging again, and the earth-yellow Rule power condensed into a thick barrier beneath his feet.

"Metal-Earth Dual Domain—Suppress!"

The Metal Rule and Earth Rule were deployed simultaneously, the two Perfection Rules intertwining into a golden-yellow Domain that shrouded toward Martial God Han Qingcang.

Inside the Domain, gravity increased a thousandfold, and the sharpness of Metal was everywhere. A Peak Martial Saint powerhouse stepping into it would be instantly ground into meat paste.

Martial God Han Qingcang stood where he was, motionless.

Around him, three-colored light flowed endlessly; silver-purple lightning, golden sharpness, and crimson-gold Battle Intent, three types of Rule power intertwined into a three-colored light curtain, isolating Martial God Huang Batian's Domain outside.

"Your Domain cannot suppress me."

Martial God Han Qingcang said indifferently, taking a step forward.

The three-colored light curtain advanced with his footsteps. Under the pressure of the three-colored light curtain, Martial God Huang Batian's Metal-Earth Domain emitted a groan of unbearable strain and shattered layer by layer.

"How is this possible?"

Martial God Huang Batian's expression changed completely.

His Metal-Earth Dual Domain was a Domain that fused two Perfection Rules; no one of the same rank had ever been able to break it head-on.

Not only had Martial God Han Qingcang broken it, but he had done so with such ease.

"There is nothing impossible."

Martial God Han Qingcang raised his hand, silver-purple lightning condensing in his palm, with golden sharpness and crimson-gold Battle Intent merging into it, transforming into a three-colored long spear.

The long spear hovered in his palm, and space at the tip of the spear annihilated silently, forming a black vortex the size of a fist.

"You also take a spear strike from me."

Martial God Han Qingcang thrust the spear forward.

The three-colored long spear tore through the Void Realm, its speed reaching the extreme, such that not even Divine Sense could capture it.

Martial God Huang Batian's pupils shrank, and he exerted all his strength to activate the Metal Rule and Earth Rule, condensing a golden-yellow giant shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

The long spear slammed into the giant shield, emitting an earth-shattering roar.

The giant shield lasted less than a breath before it shattered with a bang. The long spear's momentum remained undiminished, striking straight at Martial God Huang Batian's chest.

Martial God Huang Batian's expression changed drastically, and his figure retreated violently. At the same time, he thrust both palms out, two golden palm prints meeting the long spear.

"Boom! Boom!"

The two palm prints exploded one after another, the long spear's momentum was weakened a little, but it still flew toward Martial God Huang Batian.

Martial God Huang Batian gritted his teeth, his left hand grabbing at the void, and an earth-yellow shield condensed in his palm, blocking in front of his chest.

"Crack!"

The shield shattered, and the long spear finally exhausted its power, dissipating into specks of light.

Martial God Huang Batian looked down at his chest, where a shallow bloodstain had been grazed by the spear's radiance, blood seeping out and staining his clothes red.

He was injured.

Although it was only a superficial wound, it was the fact that he had been wounded by Martial God Han Qingcang.

The entire scene fell into dead silence.

Everyone widened their eyes, looking in disbelief at that gray-robed figure in mid-air.

Martial God Han Qingcang.

A newly ascended Martial God had actually injured the Martial God Batian, who had been famous for decades?

"I... did I see that right? Martial God Batian is injured?"

A Peak Martial Saint from another base city rubbed his eyes, his voice trembling.

"Three-colored Rule Seed... He has condensed a three-colored Rule Seed! Isn't that a sign that only a Three-Star Martial God possesses?"

Nangong Old Ancestor Nangong Aotian stood in the sky not far from the Han Family, his pupils shrinking, his heart churning with stormy waves.

He had known Martial God Han Qingcang for hundreds of years and considered himself to know his old friend's strength like the back of his hand.

But the combat power Martial God Han Qingcang displayed today completely subverted his understanding.

"No wonder he dared to Face Martial God Huang Batian head-on; it turns out he had a trump card all along."

Ye Qingtian took a deep breath, his eyes filled with complexity.

He was glad that the Ye Family had no enmity with the Han Family, otherwise, the fate of the Li Family's destruction today might have been the Ye Family's tomorrow.

Gu Jiuxiao stood on the pavilion of the Gu Family, his legs slightly weak, the hand gripping the railing with bulging veins.

The spear strike from Martial God Han Qingcang just now seemed to have pierced not only Martial God Huang Batian's defense but also his, Gu Jiuxiao's, heart.

"Fortunately... fortunately Martial God Han Qingcang did not hold a grudge about what happened back then..."

He muttered to himself, his back already soaked in cold sweat.

And those representatives of forces with old grudges against the Han Family were pale, wishing they could disappear into the sea of people immediately.

They had originally thought that with Martial God Huang Batian making a move, Martial God Han Qingcang would surely die, and the Han Family would certainly be destroyed.

But reality dealt them a resounding slap in the Face.

Martial God Han Qingcang had not only not been defeated, but had instead gained the upper hand.