"Do you know what happens to those who offend Qin?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a loud boom. Qin Yi's clothes fluttered without wind, and the air around him twisted wildly, resembling a streamer charging toward Mo Tianhao.

A punch was thrown out, sweeping with purple light, and fist light surged.

Mo Tianhao's expression changed slightly; the fist light was like stormy waves crashing against the shore, evoking a sense of danger.

However, being the most outstanding disciple of the Mo Family, raised amidst flowers and applause, he believed that only a few people like Bai Jingqing could stand on equal footing with him, and Qin Yi was definitely not among them.

Of course, he was still unsure whether this person in front of him was indeed Qin Yi.

Boom!

The ground beneath Mo Tianhao's feet suddenly sank, cracks spread wide, and an explosive white light surged around him, transforming into a raging torrent that rolled directly towards Qin Yi.

Boom!

The fist light enveloped the torrent and exploded with a terrifying sound. The purple light swept over the white light, spreading wildly in all directions. The ground trembled, causing cracks to spread, and the surrounding trees, grass, and stones turned to dust within a hundred meters.

Step step...!

Mo Tianhao staggered back more than a dozen steps, leaving a string of deep footprints on the ground. An irregular flush appeared on his face as he forcibly swallowed the blood rising to his throat.

Qin Yi slightly swayed but immediately stood firm, his feet sinking slightly into the ground, but not noticeably.

Beside him, two Mo Family disciples were dumbfounded, looking as if they had seen a ghost.

Mo Tianhao retreated more than ten steps, while Qin Yi merely swayed, the difference in strength was evident.

They never expected that the future of the Mo Family, their pride Mo Tianhao, would fall into a disadvantage so quickly in an exchange.

Mo Tianhao himself hadn't anticipated it, utterly shocked. The power of the other party just now was so fierce and domineering that it not only tore apart his strength but also shook his Qi and blood, nearly making him vomit blood.

"The Mo Family's top expert?" Qin Yi couldn't hold back and let out a cold laugh, showing no attempt to hide his disdain.

He had previously thought Mo Tianhao was a noteworthy opponent, but upon engaging, he realized this guy was merely a decorative pillow, his cultivation all piled up through resources, unstable foundation, and much weaker combat strength than peers of the same level.

To put it bluntly, Mo Tianhao's reputation was built solely on amassed resources. If it came to a fight, let alone Bai Jingqing, he couldn't even beat Mo Wuji.

Just like a fragile construction, outwardly strong but internally weak.

"Mo Tianhao, you're even more useless than I imagined."

Mo Tianhao's eyes were sinister, his face twisted. "Who on earth are you?"

"Idiot." Qin Yi was too lazy to explain.

"Mo Tianhao, hand over the Secret Realm Holy Order you have, and I won't kill you."

"I don't care who you are, you must die."

Mo Tianhao's eyes were once again filled with frenzy. As the top young master of the Mo Family's younger generation, a world-famous genius among the Five Great Families, he had always been met with flowers and applause. How could he endure such humiliation?

Swish!

Mo Tianhao drew the sword from his back, its sword Qi intense, causing the air within a hundred meters radius to seem as though it turned into Sword Intent, chilling everyone's skin.

"Die for me."

Mo Tianhao roared, frantically channeling energy to the longsword in his hand. A burst of sword light extended upwards, reaching several dozen meters long and then wildly slashing down towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi smirked coldly and in a blink appeared several hundred meters away.

Boom!

The dozens of meters long sword shadow slashed a terrifying gash into the ground, causing the soil to fly into the air.

Mo Tianhao roared in anger, raising the sword shadow numerous meters long, once again slashing down towards Qin Yi.

Qin Yi gently shook his head and said indifferently, "Honestly, you're much weaker than I imagined."

After speaking, he slowly raised his hand, plain and unremarkable.

However, a crack suddenly appeared in the sky, with a grinding wheel-sized purple claw shadow abruptly manifesting, directly grabbing the descending sword shadow.

Mo Tianhao's power swept wildly around him. His face turned red, and he struggled to push the sword shadow downward.

Yet, that claw shadow seemed like an uncrossable chasm, holding the sword shadow. No matter how hard Mo Tianhao tried, the sword shadow remained unmoved.

"Mo Tianhao, I'm going to show you just how useless you are now."

Qin Yi sneered. He truly couldn't warm up to these Hidden Family disciples. Each of them was shortsighted and looked down on others, perceiving themselves as superior.

Qin Yi extended a single hand, spreading his fingers open and then slowly brought them together. The claw shadow in midair mirrored the movement.

Crack...!

As Qin Yi's five fingers contracted, the gigantic sword shadow fractured with spreading cracks.

Qin Yi suddenly clenched his fist tightly. With a resounding crash, the sword shadow was crushed and exploded, and a terrifying storm swept across wildly.

Puff!

This time, Mo Tianhao couldn't suppress the surging Qi and blood and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Beside him, the two Mo Family disciples were filled with horror and shock.

The arrogant expression on Mo Tianhao's face was completely gone now, as he finally realized he was no match for this person.

He was unwilling, discontent... Qin Yi was much younger than him, so why was his cultivation stronger? Jealousy twisted his features.

Hidden in the air, Bai Jingqing sighed slightly. Qin Yi's cultivation far exceeded theirs. Her lips curled into a self-mocking smile. There was a time when, during the ranking of the top hundred of the younger generation outside, they scoffed, thinking how laughable it was for outsiders to dare claim themselves as geniuses.

However, Qin Yi's appearance was a slap in the face for all of them.

They had thought that among the younger generation, people like her and Mo Tianhao had reached the pinnacle, with no equal.

But Qin Yi unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere, ruthlessly trampling them, the strongest among the Hidden Family's younger generation, underfoot, mercilessly beating them so badly that their faces were all but destroyed.

Looking at Mo Tianhao, Qin Yi sarcastically said, "Mo young master, it seems you can't kill me, but I can easily kill you. I'll give you one last chance: hand over your Secret Realm Holy Order, and I'll spare your dog's life. If you dare to refuse, I'll show you the consequences of defying me."

Mo Tianhao's gaze was cold and snake-like, staring intently at Qin Yi.

"I don't like being looked at that way. Do you want me to blind you?" Qin Yi said coldly.

Mo Tianhao's face remained grim and twisted, but his gaze turned away.

"Take it."

Mo Tianhao hesitated for a long time, then took out the Secret Realm Holy Order and tossed it directly to Qin Yi.

Qin Yi was slightly taken aback, surprised that Mo Tianhao seemed to know when to yield.

"You two as well, and the Secret Realm Holy Order from him." Qin Yi looked at the two Mo Family disciples nearby.

Their eyes filled with hesitation and reluctance, they looked to Mo Tianhao.

With a dark face, Mo Tianhao said, "Give it to him."

"He's just my attendant; he doesn't have a Secret Realm Holy Order," one of the Mo Family disciples handed over his Secret Realm Holy Order to Qin Yi, then pointed at the man on the ground who had been half-beaten to death by Qin Yi with a brick.