An Yue spoke without concealing the murderous intent in her voice.

After all, she was a Grandmaster at the peak of the Transcendence Realm. To these youths, who hadn't even reached the Open Force level, her terrifying presence was like that of a Heavenly God from primordial times—utterly unbearable.

The youth leading the group and the four behind him immediately fell to their knees, trembling with fear. Their faces were stricken with terror as they screamed, "Sorry! Sorry! It's all my fault! Please forgive me!!"

Upon seeing this, Qin Heng paused slightly and then laughed, "What is your name?"

He was asking the youth who was leading the group.

"Zhuo Si, my name is Zhuo Si," the youth replied from his kneeling position, his voice trembling.

He was truly terrified to the extreme.

He had never experienced such a terrifying presence before.

Even Teacher Jiang Tai, the strongest in the martial arts exchange group, didn't possess such intimidating strength!

Teacher Jiang Tai was already an Open Force master, with the strength of a thousand catties!

Could this young and beautiful girl in front of him possibly be one of the legendary Hidden Force masters?

For ordinary people, a martial artist at the Hidden Force level was extremely rare, almost mythical.

"Weakness has its advantages too, An Yue, let them go," Qin Heng sighed softly, waving his hand dismissively without looking at the youth again.

If they had been slightly more powerful martial artists, even just at the Hidden Force level, they wouldn't have been frightened by the aura An Yue naturally exuded. They would most likely have considered it a provocation and tried to exchange a few blows with her. The outcome would inevitably have been tragic.

But these youths were merely ordinary people, completely unable to endure An Yue's presence, and they collapsed on the spot.

This, in turn, saved their lives.

Mere ants. Qin Heng couldn't be bothered to deal with them.

These youths beat a hasty retreat and quickly left the deck.

An Yue watched them, her brows lightly furrowed.

Qin Heng glanced at her and smiled, "Are you wondering why I didn't kill them?"

"Yes, Immortal Venerable," An Yue nodded lightly and said, "They have offended you—that is a grave disrespect, a sin deserving of death."

"Because there's no need," Qin Heng shook his head gently, glanced in the direction where Zhuo Si had left, and smiled. "They are too weak; in my eyes, they are as insignificant as dust, dispersing at a mere breath."

"Immortal Venerable's Realm is beyond my reach." An Yue knelt on one knee, looking up at Qin Heng with immense admiration, as if his words were the ultimate truth of the Dao.

After leaving the deck, Zhuo Si split up from the other four and headed to a room at the far end of the cabins. He was looking for Jiang Tai, the instructor of the martial arts exchange group and an Open Force martial artist.

"Teacher, I just encountered two people on the deck," Zhuo Si's face was still somewhat pale as he said. "A man and a woman. The woman's presence was terrifying; her words alone made me kneel."

Jiang Tai, a man in his fifties, listened to Zhuo Si. His expression changed slightly as he said in a deep voice, "I already know. You can go out first. Don't worry, I'll handle this."

"How will you handle this?" Qin Heng's voice suddenly came through. Then he walked in with An Yue, looking at Jiang Tai with a smirk. "Are you going to come out by yourself, or do I need to drag you out?"

Simultaneously, he waved his hand lightly. The air rippled, and Zhuo Si fainted on the spot.

SIZZLE!

It sounded like water poured on burning wood. A wisp of black smoke immediately rose from Zhuo Si's head, drifted into the air, then transformed into a beam of light that merged with Jiang Tai's body.

Qin Heng had noticed earlier that something was amiss with Zhuo Si. That was why he hadn't punished him on the spot but had instead followed him to identify the true mastermind.

"Human! You have quite the nerve, daring to offend the dignity of a god!!" Jiang Tai's gaze suddenly turned incredibly cold. Layers of black light appeared behind him, flickering incessantly.

His ordinary, middle-aged face began to grow younger, becoming handsome.

At the same time, a black-purple pattern appeared on his forehead, and a pitch-black light suddenly condensed behind him, forming a pair of dark wings!

A dense aura of darkness and death instantly filled the room.

Jiang Tai flapped his wings, and a howling gale instantly pulverized everything in the room. The debris floated in the air as he stared at Qin Heng, saying, "Mortal, I am the Great Tengu, a god of Japan! Why do you not bow when you see me!!"

A terrifying pressure filled the room, causing the entire cruise ship to tremble. Jiang Tai no longer resembled a human. He was more like a god with dark wings, lofty and imperious, looking down on Qin Heng.

THUMP! THUMP! THUMP!!

Under this immense pressure, An Yue actually stumbled back three or four meters, hitting the room's door panel. She looked at the levitating Jiang Tai with shock and uncertainty.

She was a Grandmaster of the Transcendence Realm. To be pushed back by mere presence meant this was undoubtedly a being comparable to an Innate Grandmaster!

"Wretched Chinese, do you not know the terror of gods?" Jiang Tai, now possessed by the Great Tengu, said with a deep voice. "Kneel immediately and offer your blood, or I will tear you into pieces right now!!"

"Like an ant!" Qin Heng chuckled coldly and raised his hand. His mana instantly transformed into a shimmering golden hand that appeared above the Great Tengu's head.

HUM!

The void trembled, and golden light sparkled. In an instant, the entire cruise ship seemed enveloped in golden light. The golden palm Qin Heng conjured with his spell effortlessly shattered all the Great Tengu's defenses and seized him.

"What are you?" Qin Heng scrutinized the Great Tengu, trapped in the giant golden hand, squinting his eyes slightly. "This filthy soul body and Divine Power... It's like a congregation of countless vengeful spirits, refined through some Secret Technique to create something similar to a Dao soldier—only much more inferior and rudimentary. Complete trash."

"You dare to blaspheme a god, you will be smitten by divine punishment!!" The Great Tengu shouted angrily and struggled, but Qin Heng's spell was immensely powerful; it wasn't something his meager abilities could overcome.

"Release me at once, or else the human I'm possessing will die right now! You humans wouldn't like to see that, would you? If you want to save him, then immediately..."

RRRIP!!

The golden palm pulled fiercely. Immediately, a ghostly figure was yanked from Jiang Tai's body, coalescing into a small effigy of the Great Tengu, which the palm caught.

THUD!

Jiang Tai reverted to his normal state and crashed to the ground.

"You actually managed to break my Yin-Yang Technique!!" The Great Tengu, astonished and enraged, glared at Qin Heng. "Don't think you've beaten me just because you've captured one of my avatars! Mortal! I tell you, my true form in Japan is a thousand times stronger than this avatar! Your death is inevitab—"

BANG!

Qin Heng crushed him on the spot. "You talk too much," he sneered. "A little ant daring to be so arrogant? Courting death! An Yue, wake this person up and find out what happened."

Japanese demons and gods appearing in the body of an instructor from the China martial arts exchange group.

This was definitely not normal.