The Earth won't allow someone as awesome as me to exist!

Chapter 381 Hong Ming, your vision is too narrow.

Three hundred years of skill?

Qin Chuan sneered upon hearing this. For martial artists on Earth, even those who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts and live to be three hundred years old are indeed something to boast about.

Currently, Hong Ming is the longest-lived martial artist Qin Chuan has ever seen.

However, a mere three hundred years of martial arts cultivation is nothing more than an ant compared to a five-hundred-year-old cultivator in the Tribulation Transcending stage.

"Ha ha……"

Qin Chuan suddenly burst into laughter, his laughter echoing through the sky.

"Three hundred years of cultivation is nothing to me."

"Qin Tiandi, don't be too arrogant. This strike contains three hundred years of my power. How can you withstand it?" Hong Ming snorted coldly, pressed his palm down, and the dragon-shaped blade slashed horizontally towards Qin Chuan.

This strike possessed the power of heaven and earth, its dragon roar deafening, and the space itself distorted wherever it passed.

The entire hotel teetered on the brink of collapse, but Qin Chuan, who was under the blade, remained completely still. He slightly raised his hand, pinched two fingers together, and the terrifying, earth-shattering strike came to an abrupt halt.

Hong Ming's pupils contracted: "How is this possible?"

He used all his strength in this strike, hoping to suppress Qin Chuan with it.

Who would have thought that the other party would crack it so easily.

No matter how much power Hong Ming unleashed, he couldn't push the blade forward even an inch.

"Hong Ming, you've lived for three hundred years, yet your knowledge is still far too limited. My power is beyond your comprehension."

Qin Chuan's disdainful voice rang out.

"broken!"

With a cold shout, the dragon-shaped blade shattered on the spot, just like a huge piece of glass breaking in mid-air.

But the dragon-shaped sword eventually vanished into nothingness.

"It's my turn."

Qin Chuan threw a punch from several meters away.

"Can you withstand a punch from someone with five hundred years of cultivation?"

The exact same rhetoric, only the number of years changed from three hundred to five hundred, and the number of times changed from a knife strike to a punch.

This punch was extremely simple; Qin Chuan simply threw a punch, yet it carried the divine sense of a Tribulation Transcending stage cultivator.

When Hong Ming was enveloped by this punch, a sense of fear rose in his mind, and he subconsciously took a step back, but he quickly calmed down.

However, his aura had weakened somewhat, and after taking a deep breath, his gaze became firm and cold.

"I've lived for three hundred years, experienced countless life and death battles, and even served the emperor. Why would I be afraid of your punch?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Hong Ming clapped his hands together and slashed down from the air. The palm blade formed by his two palms was several times more powerful than before. The dragon's roar rang out again, and the dragon-shaped blade reappeared. The blade energy cut through the night sky, and the ear-piercing sharp sound echoed throughout the entire hotel.

The countless big shots watching from outside the hotel were all suffering from ear pain from the shrill sound, and could only retreat again and again, unable to get close at all.

Boom!

When the fist and the knife collided in mid-air, it was like a comet hitting the earth, with a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

A violent shockwave swept outwards with overwhelming force, turning the already crumbling hotel into ruins in an instant.

The big shots who were originally watching the battle nearby are now fleeing the area as if their lives depended on it.

Even a hotel a hundred meters high couldn't withstand the battle between the two.

Fortunately, everyone in the hotel had already evacuated at the beginning, otherwise they would have certainly died.

"Oh My God……"

Countless bigwigs stared in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"Is this still human power?"

"A casual blow was enough to overwhelm even a hotel."

"Oh my god, is this the way of martial arts?"

"..."

Everyone was stunned, even though these people were worth hundreds of billions of dollars or more and had experienced many ups and downs.

But at this moment, I was still shocked, as if I had never seen the world before.

After a moment of stunned silence, Yu Jie became worried. Had her cousin survived such a terrifying battle?

You should know that Hong Ming is a terrifying being who can easily crush the floorboards of a hotel.

"Qin Tiandi, die now!" Ralph cried out in his heart.

Kokin shared the same thought, but he felt that if they stayed here and Qin Chuan didn't die, they would be the ones to die.

"Uncle, should we run away first?"

Ralf's expression shifted between light and shadow. After a moment's thought, he nodded: "Yes, escape!"

The uncle and nephew immediately agreed that taking advantage of the chaos, escaping was the safest option; they didn't want to wait to die here.

It's obvious that Qin Chuan will kill them afterwards.

This is the legendary god of death!

After their fists and knives clashed, Qin Chuan and Hong Ming both landed on the ruins.

Under the collision of these two powerful attacks, Hong Ming spat out a mouthful of blood and flew backward dozens of meters away, but he quickly regained his balance. When he looked at Qin Chuan, his expression darkened.

Because Qin Chuan only took a few steps back, he was able to regain his balance without even spitting out blood.

The difference in strength is obvious.

"call……"

Hong Ming let out a deep breath, his body already swaying.

He exhausted the last of his lifespan for this battle, but in the end, it seemed he gained nothing.

Hong Ming looked up at the sky, reaching out as if to grab something, but he couldn't grab anything.

Immortality...

It seems so close, yet so far away.

"How could this be? By what means? My three hundred years of cultivation are insufficient to even budge him? What is the basis for this?"

Hong Ming found it hard to accept, and his whole body went into a frenzy; his body could no longer support him in fighting.

I originally thought that with my level of half-immortal cultivation, I would be able to suppress Qin Chuan.

But Qin Chuan's strength far exceeded his expectations.

This was something Hong Ming couldn't accept, and he couldn't accept it either. With his strength, he should be invincible in this world; he was a legendary demigod.

At this moment, Hong Ming felt a pang of regret. If he hadn't been so arrogant, and if he had joined forces with Qi Chu, would the outcome have been different?

"Hong Ming, I'll say it again: your vision is too limited. How could you possibly fathom my strength?"

Qin Chuan's gaze was like a knife, and he clenched his fist: "Today you will pay the price for your actions. The Hongmen will become my possession, and in the end..."

"You can go die now."

Hongmen!

This is the power that Hongming established more than two hundred years ago. Now it is the largest power at home and abroad, with countless assets and cash.

Now, however, we have to hand it over.

Hong Ming wouldn't feel sorry for himself, since his lifespan had already ended, and he wouldn't care about such material possessions.

"Emperor Qin, the Hongmen is at your disposal, but may I ask how to attain immortality?"

Even now, Hong Ming was still unwilling to give up, his eyes filled with a hint of fanaticism.

Qin Chuan unleashed a punch, the golden light shining exceptionally brightly in the night sky, like a rising sun enveloping the entire night. The light was not dazzling, but it carried a domineering aura that looked down upon the world.

"You don't deserve to know!"

In the end, Hong Ming did not get the answer he wanted; he was instantly engulfed by the dazzling golden light...