Heavenly Eunuch! A man without root!

The once renowned Saint Heir, Zeng Tusheng, who battled Saints as a Semi-Saint over a thousand years ago, turned out to be a Heavenly Eunuch, incapable of intimacy, not even considered a man? No wonder he was so obsessed with taking in sons. Because he was a Heavenly Eunuch and couldn't engage in carnal relations, he naturally could not have descendants. He could only, like the eunuchs of ancient times, go around adopting people as his sons.

Everyone present was shocked, their eyes wide with disbelief. Their jaws dropped, and some were so agape their jaws even dislocated!

WHAT THE FUCK!?

How is this possible? It's too incredible!!

Such a powerful figure, a Heavenly Eunuch, a man without root!?

The Zeng Family members were dumbfounded. Although they knew that Zeng Tusheng had never married and that their direct ancestor was Zeng Tusheng's father's younger brother, they had never imagined that Zeng Tusheng was a Heavenly Eunuch!

The three Innate Great Grandmasters in the sky paled, instantly turning to flee without a second thought.

Shit! This is a huge problem! True or not, Zeng Tusheng would never let another soul know about this. That means no one who just heard those words will live! Zeng Tusheng will definitely kill everyone!!

"Stop right there!"

However, at that very moment, Zeng Tusheng's voice, cold as ice, echoed through heaven and earth. The surrounding temperature plummeted again, nearing minus twenty degrees Celsius—cold enough to freeze water instantly!!

The snow began to fall even heavier!

"Whoever dares to move another inch dies!!"

The three Innate Great Grandmasters in the sky, who had intended to escape, froze in place, their hearts trembling violently. They didn't dare to flee anymore.

If we try to escape now, Zeng Tusheng might attack directly! No one can be a match for Zeng Tusheng!

"You brat! Why are you so unappreciative of favors!" Zeng Tusheng snarled, his face contorted with rage as he gnashed his teeth and glared fiercely at Qin Heng. "I want you to be my son," he seethed. "This is the greatest fortune of your many lifetimes! How dare you speak to me like that? Are you looking to die?"

"Enough with the nonsense. Who do you think you are?" Qin Heng sneered, not even bothering to respond further. He strode forward, and with a single step, appeared directly in front of Zeng Tusheng. Raising his hand, he sent a palm strike straight towards Zeng Tusheng's chest!

"A mere ant, who has barely stepped over the threshold of the Foundation Establishment Stage, dares to speak to me like this? Utterly ridiculous! An ant should know its place! Kneel!"

BOOM!

Qin Heng's palm strike was earth-shattering. As he swung his arm, it was as if a Heavenly God were enraged, with billions of thunderbolts exploding simultaneously. A golden light bloomed from his palm, as brilliant as the hottest star, illuminating everything!

Enormous power swept through the surroundings, instantly melting the drifting snow. An intense heat burst forth with the golden light, and in a blink, all the ice and snow had vanished. The biting cold was gone, replaced by rolling, scorching heat!!

WHOOSH! WHOOSH! WHOOSH!

Flames ignited within the golden light, accompanied by dragon roars, as if Qin Heng's palm contained the world-suppressing power of a Hidden Dragon—immensely terrifying!!

Hidden Dragon Jade Sun Palm!!

This was a martial art Qin Heng had casually created some time ago. Driven by Mana, it was exceedingly powerful, enough to easily eliminate a mid-stage Foundation Establishment master. If one possessed Golden Core Stage cultivation, executing the Hidden Dragon Jade Sun Palm could instantly evaporate an eight-hundred-mile-wide lake and scorch the earth for thousands of miles, possessing the might to practically reshape heaven and earth!

Now, using it against Zeng Tusheng, who wasn't even at the Foundation Establishment Stage, was sheer overkill—an absolute rout!!

How is this possible!? Zeng Tusheng was shocked. He had initially dismissed Qin Heng, believing that even an Innate Great Grandmaster, no matter how strong, couldn't cause significant trouble. But now, feeling the power contained in Qin Heng's palm, a sense of dread instantly gripped him.

Without thinking, he thrust the Jade Bone Umbrella in his hand forward, attempting to block Qin Heng's attack. This Saintly Arm had been personally forged by his father.

Seeing Zeng Tusheng use the Jade Bone Umbrella to defend against Qin Heng's attack, the three Innate Great Grandmasters in the sky looked at Qin Heng with pity.

This is the legendary Landscape Jade Bone Umbrella! It's said it can defend against the attacks of even a full-fledged Saint!

That kid is truly seeking his own death. With his cultivation merely at the peak Innate realm, no matter how powerful his martial arts, facing Zeng Tusheng armed with a Saintly Arm meant certain death.

He's seeking his own death; no one can save him. His palm strike is indeed powerful, but against the defense of the Landscape Jade Bone Umbrella, it couldn't possibly inflict even the slightest injury on Zeng Tusheng.

In their eyes, the Landscape Jade Bone Umbrella in Zeng Tusheng's hand was an extremely powerful defensive Treasure Weapon. Qin Heng, no matter how strong, couldn't possibly break it. After all, a thousand years ago, the Zeng Family's ancestor was a true Saint, reportedly a powerful one among Saints. A Treasure Weapon forged by such a mighty expert had to be extraordinary. For someone at the peak Innate realm to attempt to break the defense of such a Treasure Weapon was like an egg striking a stone—utterly impossible.

BOOM!!

An ear-splitting explosion thundered as Qin Heng's Hidden Dragon Jade Sun Palm slammed squarely onto the Landscape Jade Bone Umbrella. Ferocious power erupted—golden light and flames, accompanied by dragon roars, crashed down with the force of a landslide!!

"Courting death!!" Zeng Tusheng's eyes blazed with malevolence. He gritted his teeth and snarled, "The power of my Treasure Weapon isn't just defensive; it also reflects attacks! Any attack from someone below a full-fledged Saint will be reflected! Your palm strike is indeed impressive; even I felt a sense of danger. Unfortunately for you, you're about to taste your own medicine! Die, you unappreciative little crawler!"

The three Innate Great Grandmasters in the sky closed their eyes, unable to bear watching the scene that was about to unfold. In their view, Qin Heng was as good as dead. There was no way he could survive.

The members of the Zeng Family, however, wore expressions of sheer ecstasy.

Wonderful! This detestable little beast is finally going to die! He's finally going to die! HAHAHA!!

Su Mingli and Su Yiyi were petrified with fear, screaming, "Qin Heng, dodge quickly! That umbrella is terrifying; you can't take it head-on!!"

BOOM!

The ground quaked violently, and the sky itself seemed to tear apart. Layers of clouds were blasted away by the shockwave, leaving the sky clear for miles around. Intense golden light, mingled with flames, shot skyward, accompanied by echoing dragon roars, bringing waves of scorching heat that rolled outward, spreading in all directions!

Qin Heng stood his ground, unmoved. But Zeng Tusheng, who had been in front of him, was sent flying backward like a broken rag doll, spewing a torrent of blood that painted the night sky crimson!!

As for the Landscape Jade Bone Umbrella that had directly borne the brunt of Qin Heng's Hidden Dragon Jade Sun Palm, it was now nothing but fragments scattered on the ground. The so-called Saintly Arm had proven utterly fragile before Qin Heng's palm!

PLOP!

Zeng Tusheng crashed to the ground. His long, snow-white hair was scorched, and his ethereal feathered robes were charred black. He felt an agonizing, fiery pain course through him as a terrifyingly scorching Internal Force rampaged through his limbs and bones. It was melting his True Qi and searing his flesh and bones, threatening to burn him to ashes!!

"How is this possible? How can you be this strong? Who the hell are you!?" Zeng Tusheng lay prone on the ground, staring incredulously at Qin Heng as he screamed hoarsely, "Who are you? Who in the world are you!?"

The joyous expressions on the faces of the Zeng Family members froze, instantly replaced by boundless terror.

The three Innate Great Grandmasters in the sky were also stunned, their faces etched with disbelief as they stared at the fragments of the Treasure Weapon scattered on the ground and the grievously injured Zeng Tusheng—

How could this be possible!?