Leng Jun was truly worthy of being a veteran expert at the Spirit Realm. His spirit energy was stronger than Xia Bingning's, who was a lot more expensive.

After the intense pain, Qin Sheng squinted his eyes, feeling the extremely pure and refined spirit force tempering his body.

At the same time, the FiendG.o.d Body Refining was also a very prolific G.o.dly technique, it could produce countless martial arts and mystical arts.

As for the obsidian skin on the surface of Qin Sheng's body, it was only the first layer of his body.

With the obsidian skin, Qin Sheng felt that his confidence was more abundant, and he combined it with the Thousand Hammer Pulse Opening Technique.

He reckoned that the Soul Realm warriors would not be able to kill him.

"Hmm?"

However, an extremely shocking scene appeared before his eyes.

Not only did the kid in front of him not break his arms, he even bore with it.

If it were any other Invigorated Meridian Realm, they would have already been beaten into meat paste. How could they still be able to stand up?

"Such high talent!"

Thinking of this, the Mentor Leng Jun became greedy. Because, in the entire Great Yan City, the most obvious person was Qin Zhongtian's Inherent Skill.

Back then, it was said that Qin Zhongtian was able to appear out of nowhere because of a great fortuitous encounter in the Demon Dragon Mine, and obtained an ancient inheritance. There were once experts from the older generation who wanted to s.n.a.t.c.h Qin Zhongtian's inheritance, causing a wave of bloodshed in the Great Yan City.

More than twenty years had pa.s.sed, Qin Zhongtian had long disappeared, and there was once someone who had scouted the Qin family at night, but they had not found anything.

"It seems like the inheritance was most likely this child's." With a cold gaze, he locked onto Qin Sheng and walked over, arriving in front of Qin Sheng.

Qin Sheng held his head high, his brows filled with fighting spirit.

Under dozens of shocked gazes, the cyan colored Dragon-Confining Hand was directly imprinted on her grave and stern chest.

As expected, there wasn't the sound of an intense collision, so Qin Sheng frantically retreated with trembling hands.

In that one palm strike just now, he had already used fifty percent of his strength, yet he still did not break Qin Sheng's hand …

This kind of talent, he had already seen it twenty years ago, and that was Qin Sheng's father, Qin Zhongtian.

This Qin Zhongtian was already a mountain that was difficult for him to cross. He didn't expect that his son's talent would be even more terrifying!

"No, I must kill this child in the cradle!" A trace of killing intent flashed through his cold and stinging eyes.