Peerless Immortal Emperor in City

Chapter 736 736 How is this possible!?

He Yiming had completely submitted.

Afterward, Qin Heng scrutinized his soul body. It made him appear no different from ordinary people, except that on every full moon night, he would suffer pain as if being devoured by ten thousand ants!

This pain nearly surpassed the limits of human endurance. Moreover, in his soul body state, He Yiming's suffering would be amplified countless times!!

Every month, it would be like this, year after year!!

A dog biting its master! If he still wished to live, he must pay a price. This was all the suffering He Yiming deserved!!

「The next morning.」

Qin Heng went to the high-end villa district where He Kunhong lived to collect the Changping Ruin Museum's transfer contract. After a day and a night, He Kunhong should have had it ready.

Today, the high-end villa district was without security.

Even the main entrance gate wasn't sealed; it was wide open, as if waiting for Qin Heng's arrival.

Qin Heng approached the villa district.

He found the surroundings unusually quiet: no elderly men playing chess in the pavilions, nor children frolicking in the woods. The entire villa district seemed to have been emptied, turning into a desolate, uninhabited wildland. This wasn't normal! This was very abnormal!!

Qin Heng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he sneered, "Childish tricks."

However, he did not make a move.

Slowly, he walked forward and soon arrived outside the standalone villa where He Kunhong resided. The surrounding trees and flowerbeds seemed somewhat lusher, and the neighboring villas all had tightly shut doors and windows.

"He Kunhong, get out here!" Qin Heng said indifferently. "You can hand over the Changping Ruin Museum's transfer contract now. Otherwise, you'll bear the consequences!"

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!!

Applause suddenly sounded. Then, He Kunhong was seen slowly emerging from the villa's main entrance. His face showed no fear or panic; instead, it was filled with utter arrogance. He glanced at Qin Heng and sneered, "You little beast, I never expected you to actually have such audacity, to really come back, and even dare demand my transfer contract, hahaha! That's hilarious!"

Qin Heng's eyebrows rose slightly as he spoke calmly, "So you're saying you haven't prepared the transfer contract?"

"Prepared it? Of course, I have." He Kunhong lifted and waved the document bag in his hand. "The transfer documents are right in here. Only, I'm afraid you won't live long enough to take them!"

At this, He Kunhong's face suddenly turned cold. His eyes, filled with hatred, bored into Qin Heng as if the man were his father's killer, and he roared through gritted teeth, "Young Master Yifeng, have your men come out! It's this little beast! He killed Young Master He Yiming yesterday—I saw it with my own eyes! It was him! Kill him! Avenge Young Master He Yiming!"

RUSTLE! THEN MORE RUSTLING!!

A cacophony of dense, rustling sounds erupted from the nearby flowerbeds, the distant woods and grass, even from the pond, behind the rockery, and from several neighboring villas!

At the same time, a young man emerged from behind He Kunhong. He was handsome, gentle, and elegant. Appearing to be in his thirties, he stood on the steps, looking down at Qin Heng with an air of superiority.

"Mr. Qin, long time no see," He Yifeng said with a proud and confident smile. "Ah, I forgot, you probably don't remember me. The last time I saw you was at the Beijing high-speed railway station, when I was there to greet you."

"Master Yifeng, this little beast is extremely terrifying; we should hurry up and deal with him!" He Kunhong whispered, leaning close to He Yifeng. "Let's avoid any unnecessary complications!"

SLAP!!

He Yifeng slapped He Kunhong across the face and snorted coldly, "Scram! Who the hell do you think you are to rush me? Talking about unnecessary complications? With hundreds of people here, fully armed with the most advanced weapons, what complications could there possibly be!?"

He Kunhong, his mouth bleeding, stumbled back a few steps, wanting to speak but hesitating. He had seen Qin Heng in action. While he didn't believe Qin Heng could actually contend with firearms, he still felt a knot of nervousness.

After all, the power Qin Heng had displayed previously was truly terrifying, incredibly formidable—practically inhuman!

"Mr. Qin, He Kunhong once told me that even if you were shot with a gun, it would have no effect. Is that so?" He Yifeng, smiling, looked at Qin Heng and said, "Why not let my men give it a try, what do you say?"

"He Yifeng, hasn't your Family Head told you about me?" Qin Heng said with a light chuckle, appearing completely composed and not taking the people around him seriously at all.

"He has, of course, he has." He Yifeng nodded. "He said you're a top-tier Martial Dao expert, that no matter the gun, it wouldn't be effective or likely cause any harm? That's bullshit meant to fool ghosts! How could such a human exist in this world? Today, I, this young master, am going to verify if you're truly that formidable!!"

"Hahaha, how could there be humans in this world unafraid of guns and cannons? Impossible!" a man holding a gun laughed. "Master Yifeng, just one burst from my gun, and I guarantee this kid will look like a hornet's nest! Hahaha!"

"Me too, me too! Just one shot from me, and I can blow this kid's head clean off! Bullshit Martial Artist! No matter how skilled in martial arts, they still fear a kitchen knife. And we have the most advanced technological weapons here!"

"Not afraid of handguns? Big deal! The moment this kid dares to move, we'll instantly turn him into mincemeat! Master Yifeng, just give the order, and we'll act immediately! Hehe!!"

The fully armed individuals around all burst into laughter, none of them believing He Yifeng's description.

Although they were all aware of the existence of Martial Artists, their knowledge was limited to the Transcendence Realm. Half-step Innate cultivators were legendary figures, so they didn't take Martial Artists seriously at all!

Against the powerful attack of modern firearms, even a Grandmaster of Transcendence would fall on the spot—a fact of the current era.

"Stop! What are you doing!?"

Just then, a stern shout suddenly rang out. He Yiming was seen approaching from outside. He strode forward with great, powerful steps, his presence imposing and his anger palpable, as he pointed at He Yifeng from afar, "Yifeng, call your men back! How dare you show disrespect to Mr. Qin? Do you want to doom the entire He Family? Put down your weapons now! Back off! Back off!!"

He Yiming! He Yiming!? How could this be? Isn't he dead!?!

Both He Yifeng and He Kunhong were dumbfounded to see He Yiming, their faces etched with disbelief, almost doubting if they were hallucinating.

He was clearly dead! His head had been crushed by Qin Heng, and his body had vanished into thin air! He Kunhong had seen it all clearly! But what in the world is happening now!!?

"It's fake, it must be fake! The real He Yiming has long been dead, dead!" He Kunhong started screaming, his voice filled with terror as he grabbed He Yifeng's arm and yelled, "Master Yifeng, give the order to fire, fire now! This He Yiming is a fake! Kill him, shoot them all dead!!"